Nangongyan and Ji Qingxue are ready to pick up xunzue after lunch. Especially nangongyan is afraid that he hasn't seen him for a few days. He really misses that smelly boy.
But as soon as they went out, they saw Murong Ying. Ji Qingxue was stunned. It seems that they didn't see the Yellow calendar before going out today.
Murong Ying walked forward slowly and saluted Nangong Yan respectfully: "Murong Ying pays a visit to the emperor, empress."
Ji Qingxue said expressionless, "what are you doing here?"
Murong Ying said weakly, "empress, it was my concubine who bumped into empress last time. Today, I'm here to apologize to her face. I hope you can forgive Ying Er regardless of villains."
She said she came to apologize to herself, but Murong Ying's eyes could not wait to stick to Nangong Yan. There was still love in her eyes. She was really blind!
Ji Qingxue didn't want to talk to such people. He said bluntly, "there's no need to apologize, because the palace doesn't accept it."
Murong Ying's smile suddenly froze. What did she mean by this? Did she want to embarrass herself in front of the emperor?
Murong Ying bit her lips and said pitifully, "what does empress mean by this? I have sincerely apologized. Can't I have to kneel down for you?"
Ji Qingxue raised her eyebrows lightly: "it's no fun. It's just that the palace is not happy. Of course, if you want to kneel, the Palace won't stop you."
Murong Ying didn't think Ji Qingxue was such a difficult master. She didn't even mind exposing her arrogant and domineering character in front of the emperor. Murong Ying became more and more angry. However, what's good about Ji Qingxue? It's worth the emperor's infatuation.
Murong Ying thought that the stronger Ji Qingxue was at the moment, the weaker he would be. Because men always unconsciously favor the weak side, which is easier to arouse his desire for protection.
Thinking of this, Murong Ying knelt down directly, and her posture became more and more humble: "if this can calm the Queen's anger, it's nothing for me to kneel."
That charming and incomparable voice made Ji Qingxue tremble all over. Can't this woman speak normally?
Ji Qingxue glared at Nangong Yan unhappily, which meant "look at the good things you caused".
Our nangongyan just shrugged helplessly and said he was innocent.
Ji Qingxue waved his fist at him. Nangong Yan's eyes smiled and wrapped her hands firmly in her heart.
Ji Qingxue blushed again and couldn't get rid of it. She couldn't think of anything else except staring at people with her eyes.
Nangong Yan enjoyed her jealous appearance.
Murong Ying kept her head down and made a full gesture. She thought that Nangong Yan would say a few words for herself, but she didn't say a word for a long time.
She couldn't help it. She was stunned as soon as she looked up. Where have the two gone?
It turned out that Nangong Yan took advantage of Murong Ying's lowering his head and took Ji Qingxue away. It's rare to be free. They have to pick up and look for snow. How can they waste their time on irrelevant people.
"The beauty is still kneeling in my palace. Are you so patient?"
Ji Qingxue's words were sour and vinegar, which made Nangong Yan more happy.
Nangong Yan has been holding her hand. He doesn't look back and says, "ah Xue, I'm very happy about you."
Ji Qingxue pinched the back of his hand and asked discontentedly, "you're a ghost!"
Nangong Yan suddenly turned back and smiled: "what a great vinegar smell."
Ji Qingxue looked a little unnatural. She didn't turn her head: "hum, men like to eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot. It's as black as crows in the world."
Nangong Yan slowed down and walked side by side with her: "ah Xue, I'm not a crow."
"What?" Ji Qingxue was stunned.
"As I told you before, you are the only one in my heart. So I am not a crow, let alone those men."
No woman in the world can come into my eyes except you.
Ji Qingxue pursed her mouth and said, "the Murong Ying is afraid to kneel now. If this comes out, I'm afraid someone will say that you married a shrew queen."
Her image is about to collapse in an instant.
People: empress, your worry is superfluous, because you have no image to speak of.
She hated the Tulip House, which was the most secluded place in the palace. She chose it herself.
In the eyes of the world, she is a dead person and should not live in the imperial palace. Therefore, the more remote the place is, the better. Moreover, she likes quiet.
When Ji Qingxue and Nangong Yan arrived, they were looking for snow and basking in the sun in the yard.
Nangong Yan was stunned on the spot when he saw that his hatred had recovered his appearance.
He turned to look at the smiling Ji Qingxue and seemed to want to ask what was going on. Then he heard Ji Qingxue say slowly, "she used the ointment developed by me and Rongsheng to help her cover the scars on her face."
Nangong Yan was silent for a long time. He finally found his voice: "why?"
Ji Qingxue naturally said, "there's no reason. There's no woman in the world who doesn't love beauty. Don't you gentlemen like beautiful ones? I just..."
Before she finished, she was strangled into her arms by Nangong Yan. Nangong Yan used a lot of strength and almost broke her waist.
"Thank you, ah Xue." Nangong Yan's words are poor. At the moment, he can't find anything to express his tumbling mood in his chest except to say thank you.
Ji Qingxue raised her hand and gently stroked his back. Her face was full of laughter, fool. She insisted that she didn't care. I just know that I didn't do this for them, but for you.
"Cough..." Meng Yue stood not far away and coughed a few times. Nangong Yan was relieved, but his hands holding Ji Qingxue still didn't loosen.
Meng Yue frowned: "young people still pay attention to the influence."
As soon as I came here, I saw two people hugging each other. It's nothing in broad daylight.
Ji Qingxue's face was slightly red: "elder is coming too."
Hearing their voices, I looked at them. After seeing Nangong Yan, she showed a soft smile on her face.
"Yan'er," she whispered.
When nangongyan was in a trance, Ji Qingxue had already pulled him to regret.
"Did Xun Xue trouble you last night? He slept very dishonestly." Ji Qingxue asked with a smile.
Grudge shook his head, looked at yiyiya, who didn't know how to speak, and said, "no, we Xiaoxun Xue can be obedient."
Nangong Yan was still a little distracted. Perhaps he had fantasized that one afternoon when the sun was just right, the family sat in the yard talking, as if he had never experienced those pains.
Life was peaceful, but everyone was there.