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She held Nan Baozhu's hand comfortingly.
Han Yanliang also said: "Fortunately, the Duke of Guo is a very affectionate person. News often comes from Tianshu. There are always high-ranking families who want to give Zhen Guo the Duke's mansion, Ding Lengqing, who is in a high position." The Duke sent several people to sleep with him, but they were all rejected. It is self-evident for whom."
Nan Baozhu knows those things.
It's not just the group of colleagues who want to seduce Ning Wanzhou. Whenever she goes to high-level banquets, there are always women coming over with their daughters and nieces to try to get close to her, saying that men always have to keep concubines, so it's better to let them go. Instead of having someone difficult to deal with, it is better to let her make the decision and help her husband find someone who understands the situation so that both of them can take care of each other.
But she doesn¡¯t like taking concubines for her husband.
Ning Wanzhou didn¡¯t have that idea either.
There are no concubines in the backyard, which is her greatest happiness.
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She touched her belly quietly.
After being married to him for so many years, there is still no movement in my stomach.
Although you say you are not in a hurry, how can you really not be in a hurry?
She smiled calmly and went back to Han Yanliang's marriage.
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It was three days before the convoy returned to Chang'an.
As soon as Xiao Yi stepped into the imperial study, someone from the palace came over to report that it was the Fourth Prince who wanted to see him.
He lifted his robe and sat down, looking up.
The young man who stepped into the study room was still dressed in white, but his face was no longer as sick and haggard as before, glowing with a faint light. It was really the light contained in the high mountain Yang Zhibao.
But deep in his eyes, he felt cold and lonely.
He was still twisting a string of sandalwood beads, but there was a small golden bell strung on the beads. When he walked, the golden bell sounded crisp, like a girl's charming smile.
Xiao Yi opened the memorial: "You are in poor health and rarely go out in winter. Why are you here today?"
Xiao Sui knelt down straight.
Xiao Yi paused slightly while writing.
He raised his eyelids.
Xiao Sui's face was even more lonely, and his voice was like the cold snow on the mountain: "My brother, please give me an order to go to the northern Great Wall immediately to guard the border."
Xiao Yi looked at him.
He slowly put down his ink pen: "Why?"
"Xiao Sui didn't say anything, but just put his head on the ground, unable to kneel down.
The hand holding the prayer beads couldn't help but squeeze it tightly.
He closed his eyes deeply, and the scene of that morning appeared in his mind.
He was stabbed by Huo Tingyu. He was even ready to die, but he woke up unexpectedly the next morning.
The wound was bandaged properly, and the whole body was filled with energy that had not been seen in twelve years. A majestic power surged in the blood and bone marrow, as if he had returned to his youthful days in bright clothes and angry horses.
He sat up suddenly.
The old hall was empty and desolate, with the ashes of burnt gauze lanterns in the corners. The girl who was supposed to be here disappeared without a trace, leaving only a string of small golden bells in place.
He touched the place where his heart was, but it was also empty.
A bad premonition hit him, and he rolled out of bed, but no matter how much he searched the cold palace, he still couldn't find the girl.
He returned to the old palace and sat beside the bed in a daze.
He leaned over to pick up the bunch of small golden bells, but suddenly noticed that on the dim floor, there were complicated formation totems drawn, and in the center of the formation, there was a small handful of crystal ashes that was imperceptible.
He stared at the handful of ashes.
He remembered that the Fire Tribe had this kind of sacrificial ceremony.
The heart beats more violently at this moment.
The thoughts that popped into his mind made him frightened and turned pale.
Just when he was in a daze, the cold wind blew open the window.
Seeing that the handful of ashes was about to be blown away, he suddenly rushed over desperately, holding the ashes tightly with both hands, his whole body trembling violently, like a beast falling into a trap, letting out a roar of collapse.
He screamed, tears flowing into the corners of his mouth.
Despair came overwhelmingly, like a gradually tightening black net, deeply embedded in every inch of his bones and blood, and every inch of his heart, leaving him with nowhere to escape!
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In the imperial study room.
Xiao Sui clutched the Buddhist beads tightly.
Her ashes are hidden in every Buddhist bead.
He wants to be with her for eternity.
He doesn¡¯t want to stay in Chang¡¯an, he wants toThe Great Wall in the far north, he wanted to go to the grassland where she had lived when she was a child. He wanted to see the stars in the Lanshan Mountain with her again, he wanted to play her favorite ditty on the bone flute, and he wanted to weave another song for her. string garland¡
The over-aged man knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
Xiao Yi didn¡¯t know what happened.
But he knew that this younger brother was emotionally reserved and would never tell him the despair he encountered.
After a long silence, he said: "At least, you can spend the New Year in Chang'an, right?"
Xiao Sui shook his head with tears streaming down his face: "My brother is leaving, and I can't wait even a moment!"
Xiao Yi was speechless in the end.
He gave Xiao Sui the customs clearance documents and appointment documents for going to the Northern Great Wall, and watched him stumble out of the imperial study.
He stood under the eaves of the palace and looked in the direction of Leng Palace.
??Are Huo Qi and Shen Jiang related?
If they ever teamed up, what kind of deal did they make?
The gloomy wind and snow are coming from the distant sky.
Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.
Although Huo Qi is dead, he intuitively knows that the matter is far from over.
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The cold palace.
The woman, with her white hair trailing to the ground and wearing a dark purple dress, was sitting under the window making tea.
The little maid sitting opposite her knelt down and said, " these are the latest news in Chang'an City that I have heard about. Huo Qi is only a teacher, but he dared to assassinate the emperor because of his ambition. ! It¡¯s good to know that he¡¯s dead!¡±
The tea was full of smoke, and Shen Jiang's face was shrouded in the mist, making it hard to see clearly.
Ayan is a powerful character who has cut off all her confidants and informants. She can only listen to the excitement and inquire about the news from the outside world in a roundabout way.
Huo Qi is actually dead
He is indeed no match for Ayan.
Shen Jiang curled his lips, stretched out his slender white hands, picked up the boiling teapot carelessly, and poured the tea soup into the azure cup.
What she sought was never to assassinate Ayan.
I hope that the hand left by Huo Qizhong can succeed.
She picked up the tea cup and took a sip happily.
She turned her head and looked out the window. The sky was gloomy, and she saw another heavy snowfall.
She has lived for so many years, and she has long been tired of seeing snow and mountains and rivers.
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