Qi Yan staggered to the copper basin, washed the cloth and put it on his forehead.
Today's performance is too far-reaching. In order to quickly accumulate enough favor in the mind of Nangong Jingnv, Qi Yan cleverly used a "bitter plan".
As a result, the fever came into the body to initiate a fever. She sat back on the bed, and found a small paper bag from her pocket in her arms, and opened it with five turquoise pills. This is what Ding Yan had given to her when she asked for the pulse of peace. Originally used to cope with the old illness of drowning as a child, but did not want to come in handy here.
Qi Yan twisted one and took it, wrapped the medicine and kept it close to her. The suit lay down on the bed, one hand pressed against the net cloth, and closed his eyes wearily.
When the distress came, Qi Yan opened her eyes and sat up again. I simply took my shoes to wash my face, washed the hot damp cloth again, and blew the lamp.
The room fell into darkness, Qi Yan sat on the bed and pressed the wet cloth on her head, and calmly analyzed: To the extent that Nangong Jing's daughter is favored, Nangong Wang should need her support very much.
Nangong made this year just the year of destiny, and there should be a minister in the central government advocating the establishment of a prince.
The emperor's third son is non-fun, and he is more anxious than himself.
Even if you blow the "pillow wind" in the ear of Nangong Jingnv, it is of great benefit to Nangong Wang. But now there is no chance to contact Nangong Wang. Only by using Nangong Jingnv to contact Nangong Wang will not be suspected.
...
Qi Yan sat in the room for a whole night, and fell to the bed several times due to dizziness. She all sat up again, gritting her teeth. The net cloth was changed again and again, and her headache was cracking.
Finally, the East was white.
After Qi Yan came to the screen, he put the net cloth on the face rack, thought about it, tore it off and threw it into the copper basin.
...
After finishing grooming, the Nangong sisters came to the royal dining hall. Nangong Jingnv took a spoonful of crystal clear rice porridge and put it down to her mouth.
"Qiu Ju, call Qi Yan."
"Yes."
After hearing that, Nangong's sister-in-law also put down her chopsticks and whispered, "My brother-in-law is older than you, but he is also a horse. In front of so many people, my sister is not good enough to name her."
"Oh ... I see."
On the day of the marriage, the father and the emperor asked himself to take the word for the person, which was somewhat deterrent.
After a few days together, the Nangong Jingnv felt that Qi Yan was just one: I don't know how to be flexible, timid, and timid. I didn't want to embarrass Qi because of the words, so I didn't mention it again.
Qiu Ju came back in a hurry and hit a blessing: "Back to Your Highness, the horse is sick."
"what?"
"Slave went to call a few times without seeing the promise, and then ventured into the temple. As a result, she saw her horse lying on the bed, unconscious ..."
"Xuan Yu Yi!" The voice said Nangong Jingnv had already walked out, and Nangong aunt also got up and followed.
The two palace servants knelt at the door of the imperial palace, and trembled, "Please see His Highness."
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Clear and Muddy Loss of Love (MTL) (1)
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