Clear and Muddy Loss of Love (MTL) (1)

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The sedan limousine marched on the palace road back to Weiyang Palace. The nun of the palace took Lu Zhongxing to greet the biological mother without returning.

When I was no longer in the mood, Qi Yan and Nangong Jingnv sat quietly in their respective positions. I don't know when the snow and goose feathers fell in the sky, and it was just as quiet.

Quiet swaying, silent fall, or silent ablation, or silent remnants.

When the faint squeaking sound of the bearer stepping on the snow could be heard, Weiyang Palace also arrived.

Qi Yan took the lead in jumping off the sedan chair and raised his hand as he came: "His Royal Highness."

The cold fingertips crossed Qi Yan's palm, just because Nangong Jingnu gave her hand stove to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan's eyes sank, and she handed the stove to Qiu Ju and held Nangong Jingnv's hand: "The snow is slippery, and His Highness will be held by His Highness."

Nangong Jingnian pursed her lips and allowed Qi Yan to hold them, and the two walked towards the main hall at the same time.

When he came to the gate of the palace, Qi Yan asked Nangong Jingnu to go in advanced and said to Qiuju: "Sister Qiuju, I don't know if there is a beating in the palace."

"Yes, take the slaves."

"Thank you."

Qi Yan walked in and saw that the window of the inner hall was open. Nangong Jingnv stood quietly in front of the window watching the heavy snow.

Qi Yan whispered softly: "Some sisters step down first."

"Well."

Qi Yan walked over: "His Royal Highness."

"Ok."

"It's windy, watch out for the cold."

Nangong Jingnv sighed and turned away, Qi Yan closed the window and came to Nangong Jingnv: "His cloak is in the cold, take off."

As the Nangong Jingnu explained, Qi Yan took the cloak, hung it on the screen, went around and took a clean cloth, and returned to Nangong Jingnu.

Nangong Jingnv was sitting at the table, Qi Yan stood on her side, holding a net cloth, and wiped away the melting snow water for her.

"You go back first, this palace wants to be quiet."

Nangong Jingnv's mood was very low at this time, and Nangong's maid was absent. She wanted Qi Yan to stay with her, even if she didn't say anything.

This is the first time in fourteen years that she has not "supported" her father, and she has not learned how to digest grievances.

But on the way back to the palace, she suddenly discovered that she was unwilling to be alone with Qi Yan! I always felt that there was something unclear between them. She didn't want to figure it out, and she didn't want to face it.

Qi Yan's hand was stiff, and he replied softly: "Your Highness wipes off His Highness's hair before leaving."

Nangong Jingnu took the net cloth from Qi Yan's hand and threw it to the ground: "Go!"

Qi Yan lowered her eyes and stood still.

Nangong Jing was furious, raised her leg and kicked Qi Yan. But at the end of Guan Guan's mind suddenly flashed what Nangong's daughter-in-law said to her, and the picture of Qi Yan blocking himself in front of him twice, he stopped abruptly.

Sit back to the chair and point to the door.

Qi Yan didn't say a word and didn't move. Nangong Jingnu thought that she could guess a little more. After all, she had the experience of taking her sister.