Chapter 414: No delusion (4)

The moonlight is mellow, and the spring night is full of Shengge. Be at ease.
But in this peaceful night, the rest of Ying State's harem was surging with uneasiness and condensate. Recently, the assassination of the imperial concubine and the three princes by the imperial concubine Qiu Meng has made the upper and lower palaces very nervous. It is only after the third day. It's almost ten steps. Five steps and one whistle.
In "Yonghua Hall", the lights were sparse, and everyone seemed to be sleeping.
In the middle of the night, two dark shadows hurried out of the side door of "Yonghua Hall". The dark hood hangs low, covering most of her face, revealing only the delicate jaw.
Nie Wushuang was relieved and asked lowly, "Is everything properly arranged?"
"Mother-in-law, rest assured." Yang went straight to her: "Everything is properly arranged, and at this time the mother-in-law will not encounter any obstacles on the road."
Nie Wushuang looked at the heavy night, took a deep breath, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
...
The heavy night, with suffocating dampness, seemed to be uncomfortable. There is a little light in a bamboo house in the city, and half of the silhouette is dangling. Someone coughed inside with a whisper, with forbearance and loneliness.
Gu Qinghong watched the reports from all parties in his hands, and his long and frown frowns. Now Yinguo has cleaned up most of Qindi, but the Qi army staying in Qindi still has no achievements. Instead, the army is dyed because of dissatisfaction with soil and water. In the event of an epidemic, grain and grass could not be supplied on time. In this way, how can Qi State get a little bit of Qin Di from Ying State? Qi Guochi's aid to Ying Guo's attack on Qin Guo was tantamount to doing something unpleasant ... In case the emperor was unwilling to provoke war to Ying Guo, wouldn't it be another war?
After reading the paper in his hand, he swept down distractedly, his heart sulking, and he could not help coughing violently.
Suddenly, someone at the door tapped the bamboo door, but he didn't hear it. The man who knocked at the door hesitated for a while and continued to knock. Gu Qinghong endured the discomfort, opened the bamboo door, and said politely: "It's late at night, what about Master Lin ..."
There was a faint candlelight in front of the door. When he could see clearly the half-faced city under the hood, he couldn't help but mutely, and stood at the door for a long time.
Nie Wushuang raised his head, dropped his hood, his bright eyes reflected the lights in his hands, his eyes were faint, and the pool of moonlight was shining like a pool of moonlight. She seemed to sigh softly: "Are you a guest from afar, wouldn't Master Gu invite the palace to sit in and have a cup of hot tea?"
Gu Qinghong was suddenly awakened, and turned slightly, Qing Jun's face glanced over the complex look: "Mother-in-law please--"
Nie Wushuang thanked him a little, and then he went in. She looked around the humble but neat room, and asked, "Why doesn't Master Gu live in the post house?"
"There are many people in the post hall, so clean here." Gu Qinghong returned to normal, sat down, skillfully raised the red clay stove, added water, and brewed tea.
The charcoal fire stirs, and the two sit opposite each other, but they are speechless. Gu Qinghongzhen watched the flaming fire licking the iron dinger for making tea and wandered away. Nie Wushuang caressed the sheep fat jade bracelet on his wrist, only silent.
I don't know which singer Qin Lou Chu Guan was singing at night, and the misty song came along with the night breeze, making the heart bleak.
Love and hate turned out to be relatively speechless in the end.
Nie Wushuang raised his bright eyes and said quietly: "Tonight, this palace is adventurous, and one is to thank the Lord Gu for the salvation of the other day."
Gu Qinghong didn't look back, only a moment before he said: "This is what Gu should have. No matter who it is at the time, he will protect his mother and ... the three princes."
Nie Wushuang smiled lightly and laughed at himself: "Why should it be? Isn't Master Gu hating this palace the most?"
Gu Qinghong heard the words for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "No, I never hated you."
He turned his head, his face as clear as a moon with deep pain she couldn't understand: "I was ..."
"Don't say it!" Nie Wushuang interrupted him sharply: "Hate and not hate, Wushuang won't care anymore! Master Gu don't mention that year again!"
After she said this, she was surprised by her fierce tone, and she turned her disgust on her eyes, turning her head coldly and authentically: "Tonight, this palace is here. The second thing is to ask my lord to do a favor for this palace. Gu Gu is doing himself a favor. "
"What's the matter?" Gu Qinghong asked calmly in his eyes.
"The court maid Qiu Meng was injured by Mr. Gu, and the matter has not been asked by Mr. Gong Zhengji. If anyone asked, Mr. Gu would say that he had never been in 'Yong Lane', and that Japanese palace had never seen him. "Nie Wushuang said.
"Good." Gu Qinghong nodded: "This matter can be promised."
"Master Gu understands well. Even if Gong Zhengji asks this, he won't believe everything the palace girl Qiu Meng said." Nie Wushuang was relieved. Who would have thought that she and Gu Qinghong had another day of confession? The situation in the world is so ridiculous.
It is enough that the court woman Qiu Meng stabbed herself. If coupled with Gu Qinghong, wouldn't it be chaotic? She couldn't let herself be taken advantage of again.
"Anything else? Niangniang but it doesn't matter." Gu Qinghong asked calmly.
"No." Nie Wushuang stood up, turned around and picked up the cloak on the side, and said lightly, "This palace is going back."
"You ..." A hesitant voice came from behind him, and Nie Wushuang paused, his mute voice came: "Since it's here, drink a cup of tea before leaving."
His voice brought the tenderness that she knew to the bone marrow, and a sudden tremor. If the overwhelming past is just a nightmare, why would she and him not meet each other today?
A drop of tears rolled quietly from the corner of his eyes, and Nie Wushuang wiped it out coldly, refusing: "No need. Coming today is helpless, Wushuang will not chat with his enemies and forget the past."
She said, resolutely turned to leave, pushed the bamboo door, a wind mixed with moisture rushed forward. The night breeze was so anxious that a few raindrops had hit her. She hesitated slightly, and footsteps came from behind her. Gu Qinghong had held up an umbrella to cover her head.
"Let's go, let Gumou send the mother-in-law." His breath was behind him. Nie Wushuang was helpless, only clenching his red lips, not saying a word.
Gu Qinghong walked to her, and said lightly, "Shouldn't the mother-in-law be afraid that Gu would kill the mother-in-law's life halfway?"
He naturally tilted the umbrella to her side to block the growing raindrops. Under the dim and dim lamp under the corridor, his eyebrows were so familiar that she could trace every contour of him when she closed her eyes.
Nie Wushuang looked at the growing rain, and then it was not pretending to resign.
She took a deep breath, put her head together, and smiled coldly, "Why is this palace afraid?"
She said that she should lift up her skirt and walk into the rain. Gu Qinghong followed, and walked side by side without delay. The rain became heavier. Gu Qinghong lived in a remote place. He stopped in the distance and walked all the way. After a while, his shoes and socks were wet, and his feet were muddy. Every step was very difficult.
She didn't say a word, just walked forward, and the umbrella on her head was always careful and thoughtful to protect her from most of the wind and rain. As soon as she looked back, she saw that he was already in the rain, his blue shirt was soaked,
The rain didn't stop, and it was rough. He saw her stop between heaven and earth, and naturally stood still, asking with his eyes.
The rain rolled down his cheeks and dripped slowly. A huge hatred surged in her heart, and she suddenly knocked off the umbrella in his hand, and the heavy rain fell suddenly. She suddenly sneered in the rain: "Gu Qinghong, why do you behave like that! Do you know? You make me sick! Do you think you are giving me a little better now, and I will forget how you treated me and our Nie family then? "
The pouring rain immediately drenched the two, and the rain rolled down her cheeks, as if she was on Wumen Street that night, the spring rain seeping into the bone marrow that night, and the endless blood ...
She shivered, glaring at Gu Qinghong in the heavy rain, and the night covered everything in the world, as if there were only him and her in the world. I don't know whether it was tears or rain that kept rolling down from her eyes. She suddenly choked, Gu Qinghong fixedly looked at her crying in the rain, her weak shoulders trembled, and the rain wet her thin spring shirt, sketching Out of her thin and graceful body, her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe.
"Wusou ..." He reached out to her, only to find that they were just a few feet away, but could not reach them.
Nie Wushuang wiped the rain and tears on her face, and her pale face was like a lotus blooming suddenly in the dark. She stopped crying and turned abruptly, but at the moment she turned back, she was shaken by the figure slowly coming in the rain.
She covered her pale lips and looked at the familiar face under the umbrella. A palace man stepped forward, and the bright palace lights were dim in the heavy rain. His face was so clear.
"Wusou ..." He sighed and stepped forward, holding her cold hand: "Why not go back to the palace?"
"Emperor ..." Nie Wushuang just felt something cluttered and fell to the ground.
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