The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 223 As long as that person is you

Nan Gongyan stared at Ji Qingxue with scorching eyes, afraid of missing any subtle expression, he laughed in his heart, when did he end up in such a fate, so worried about gains and losses.

Ji Qingxue's expression remained unchanged. After a long confrontation, Ji Qingxue reached out and gently caressed the man's handsome face. The moment her hand touched him, she clearly felt his whole body trembling.

"Does it matter what kind of person you are? I have seen selfish, domineering, and gentle appearances. I think that if you really love someone, you should tolerate and accept everything about him."

So it doesn't matter what you do, as long as the person standing by my side is you.

Ji Qingxue slowly buried her into his chest, her muffled voice sounded like heaven to Nangongyan: "You and I are both insecure people, and I have never had any man before you, so I don't know what to do." How to give you the so-called sense of security, but don't be afraid that I am a very trustworthy person. I said that as long as you don't ask me to leave, I will never leave you. "

At this moment, Ji Qingxue was saying what Nan Gongyan wanted to hear the most, but he was stunned, still a little at a loss.

Ji Qingxue stood on tiptoe and kissed his face, Nan Gongyan didn't say anything, but she blushed first, after all, she rarely did such a thing before.

Ji Qingxue didn't dare to look at him, and said in a low voice, "This is the head office."

Nan Gongyan finally reacted and pulled her into his arms without saying a word, lowered his head to absorb her fragrant lips, and sighed from the lingering lips.

Axue, you don't know what I would become without you, and of course you don't need to know, because I won't give you a chance to leave me.

Nan Gongyan held her tightly in his arms, as if wanting to integrate her into his own flesh and blood.

Ji Qingxue asked softly in his ear: "Our prince is not angry now?"

Nan Gongyan's iceberg face finally melted: "It's not that the concubine deserves a lot of credit for consoling her, so this king decided to reward the concubine."

After finishing speaking, Nan Gongyan hugged Ji Qingxue horizontally, and Ji Qingxue's hands subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck: "What are you going to do, it's broad daylight now!"

Nan Gongyan raised his eyebrows, what happened in broad daylight?Although he had what A Xue said, he was still worried, so he decided to practice the matter of having a son and a half with A Xue.

It was only at night that Nan Gongyan was willing to let her go. Ji Qingxue's whole body was sore and limp, and she really wanted to cry without tears.

Why is it that she is the one who becomes exhausted every time this kind of thing happens? On the contrary, seeing Nangongyan's face full of energy, Ji Qingxue dares to guarantee that if she is not tired at this moment, he can continue. It is simply too scary !

Ji Qingxue didn't wake up until the next day's morning sun, but Rong came over early in the morning and said that he wanted to ask her to move to the study, and that the master had important matters to discuss with her.

But Nan Gongyan blocked the door and refused to let him in: "Even if it's something big, don't disturb her rest, we'll talk about it when she wakes up."

Moreover, Nan Gongyan also said that she has a very serious urge to wake up, if someone disturbs her sweet dreams, the consequences will be very serious.

But Rong had no choice but to wait outside the door, and wait for Ji Qingxue to wake up before inviting her to the study.

Dayan, Prince's Mansion.

Recently, Nan Gonglan stayed in the mansion and rarely went out. All the military officials in the court and Chinese said that the prince had learned a lesson this time, but he started to cultivate himself.

Nangong Lan was pruning a pot of flowers, and Ji Qingling was walking in the garden. Everyone in the prince's mansion knew that the prince and the side concubine slept in separate rooms. The two of them were not as harmonious as the outside rumors, but the play still had to be performed after all. go down.

Ji Qingling felt tired after walking for a while, so she sat down opposite Nangong Lan. Nan Gonglan didn't say anything to stop her, but continued with her movements.

After Nangong Lan cut off a flower, he said: "Yesterday, I heard from the servants in the mansion that your appetite has become worse these days."

Ji Qingling replied flatly: "Maybe it's because her taste has become more tricky because she's pregnant."

"Today I ordered someone to go to the palace to invite the imperial chef. The things they cook are always much more delicate than ordinary cooks. It doesn't matter how you are, but you are still pregnant with a child, so you have to take care of your body."

After all, it was for the sake of the child after all, but since Nan Gonglan said so, it meant that he had acknowledged the identity of the child.

But originally Ji Qingling didn't expect him to be able to love herself, there is no love in this world that is eternal, the only constant is the relationship of interests.

Only the relationship that takes advantage of each other is the strongest and most at ease.

Ji Qingling picked up the flowers on the table but was accidentally stabbed by the thorns on the flowers, and blood flowed from his hands immediately.

Nan Gonglan put down the scissors and held her fingers, he frowned: "Didn't I tell you not to touch these things?"

Ji Qingling said nonchalantly: "This little injury is nothing."

Nan Gonglan stared at her for a while, Ji Qingling asked him what he was looking at, and he replied: "I used to think that you were raised in a deep boudoir and didn't understand anything, but now it seems that you are not what I thought."

This was the first time they sat and chatted so peacefully across from each other.

"In your eyes, I'm just a woman who depends on you to survive, so naturally you don't have to care what kind of person I am."

I'm afraid that all the men in this world think this way, the so-called wives and concubines are all like this. To some extent, they are one of the capitals that men show off, and they are an item. Since they are the owner of the item, how can they care about it.

Nan Gonglan put Ji Qingling's injured finger in his mouth, and the numbness from the fingertip made Ji Qingling stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Nangong Lan sucked a little blood and spat it out: "This flower thorn is poisonous, but don't worry that it will not affect the child, it just makes people drowsy. If I don't suck the poison out , I'm afraid you will have to sleep for three days and three nights."

"Thank you." Ji Qingling said indifferently.

Nan Gonglan put the flower on Ji Qingling's hair bun: "Although the thorns are poisonous, the fragrance of the flower is good for the human body."

Nangong Lan's attitude towards Ji Qingling eased only because of gratitude, this woman pulled him back from the edge of the cliff.Although he knew that Ji Qingling wanted to know the supreme position, she didn't have any sincerity towards him, but this was enough.

Because he, Nangong Lan, never believed in any so-called sincerity. Things that are too illusory cannot make people feel safe. Only things that you can see with your own eyes and that you can actually hold in your hands are truly your own. .

"What are you going to do next?" Ji Qingling asked suddenly.

Nan Gonglan looked at the potted plants she had trimmed left and right: "No rush. It takes a lot of effort to make a good-looking pot of flowers. Only by cutting off the rest and slanting them out can I leave what I want."

The lingering heat of that matter has not yet subsided, and the emperor will not easily believe that he has really lost his mind. The current inaction is the move to gain the trust of others to the greatest extent.

A servant came over with a bowl of porridge, but Nangong asked her to put it down.

"This is the nourishing porridge I asked the chef to cook for you. You should drink some of it." Nan Gonglan pushed the bowl towards Ji Qingling.

Today's Nangong Lan has given her too many surprises. He actually took the initiative to order Yu Chu to make things for him.

Ji Qingling picked up the bowl and put a mouthful of porridge in his mouth. Nan Gonglan asked, "How does this porridge taste? Is it to your liking?"

Ji Qingling looked up at him: "Not bad."

"That's good. It's windy here and it's easy to catch a cold. You'd better go back and rest after drinking the porridge."

Ji Qingling heard the concern between the lines clearly, and finally a smile appeared on her face.

Seeing this, Nangong Lan couldn't help asking: "What are you laughing at?" It was nothing more than a smile, and it was so strange.

"I didn't laugh at anything, it's just that you care about me so much all of a sudden, which makes me a little at a loss."

Ji Qingling was telling the truth, it was rare that he didn't speak ill of him, but he was not used to it.

Nangong Lan felt a little uncomfortable. Did he really treat her so badly on weekdays? He got up hastily and said to Ji Qingling: "I'm leaving first, you can drink the porridge slowly."

Ji Qingling stared at the porridge in his hand, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and it was impossible to just sit still, but he had to find a way to prevent Ji Qingxue and the others from returning to the capital.

After Ji Qingxue got up and tidied up, Rong took her to the study room, Yu Wenji jumped angrily: "I asked you to bring her here, and it took you two hours to go?"

But Rong felt that the master's anger really wronged him, and he wanted to bring her here, but isn't there an evil spirit guarding the door?

"Okay, you came to me to cure the grudge."

Now that Ji Qingxue has guessed it, Yu Wenji naturally doesn't have to beat around the bush: "You know her condition best now, so you should also know that it is impossible to completely cure her. Now I can only save her life, and I need your help." I."

As soon as the words of promise came to her lips, Ji Qingxue turned a corner: "I promise to help you, but you have to teach me the Luoyu needle."

Well, this girl is actually waiting for me here.

"Using this as an exchange, aren't you friends with that kid Sima Jingxuan?" Yu Wenji looked at Ji Qingxue and muttered inwardly.This girl is quite careless.

"It's a friend. But my brother still has to settle accounts. After all, my consultation fee is also very high, and I never do business at a loss."

Ji Qingxue's wishful thinking was crackling, but Yu Wenji just smiled and said, "Okay, but I can only teach you the first level of exercises."

Ji Qingxue quickly agreed: "That's it, you have to count on what you say."

Yu Wenji let out a cold snort: "Old man, I will do what I say, and I will teach you if I teach you."

"Then when will we start treatment?" The disease of remorse really cannot be dragged on.

"After noon today." Yu Wenji replied lightly.

"Then I'll go back and prepare." Ji Qingxue got up to leave, but Yu Wenji suddenly stopped her, "Is Sima Jingxuan really your friend?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"It's nothing, just asking casually."

Yu Wenji squinted his eyes, his eyes were slightly cold, this Sima Jingxuan might not be as simple as the second prince of Weiguo.

(End of this chapter)