Chapter 1054: The crown prince must know his life experience

"Anyway, I must return to Jinguan City!"
After Nan Baozhu roared, she angrily sat down with her arms folded, and tapped her fingers: "Supper, I'm hungry!"
Ning Wanzhou sat opposite her: "You are married to me now, and you are in charge of an entire town and government mansion. What are you going to do so far away? You are gone, who will be the host in the mansion, I Who will prepare your dinner?"
Nan Baozhu glared at him: "I love anyone, anyway, I won't take care of them. If you quarrel, let's get together!"
Ning Wanzhou choked.
The maids filed in with their dishes.
Ning Wanzhou looked at the hungry girl, and was silent for a moment, and finally softened his attitude: "My sister is going back to Jinguan City. I can't stop it. Since I can't stop it, then I will be with you. The mountains are high and the water is far away, even It's the official road, maybe there will be bandits. If I personally me, I can rest assured."
Nan Baozhu's action of picking up vegetables paused.
She raised her eyes and glanced at him, but did not refuse.
After finalizing the matter of returning to Jinguan City, the entire Nanfu began to prepare with joy.
Han Yanliang heard that Nan Baoyi was going back to the southwest to visit relatives, and couldn't help but ordered the maid to pack up.
Lao Yin now stays in Yulouchun every day to listen to the drama. Seeing her like this, he can't help being curious: "Does Xiaoxiao miss her hometown?"
Han Yanliang brought him hot tea and pastries: "I grew up there, and I am familiar with every plant and tree. Naturally, I miss it. There are so many mountains and rivers, I don't know how many times I can go back in the rest of my life."
Old Yin looked at her pityingly.
In the end, it was his son who committed the crime and betrayed her and her mother.
He watched Han Yanliang leave the seat, thought for a while, and told the young man: "You go to Shen Mansion and tell Shen Yijue the news. If he cares about my granddaughter, he should personally him. "
Everyone was preparing. On the day of departure, Nan Baoyi was surprised to find that the guard team had no end in sight. In addition to the guards of Tianshu and the Zhenguo Mansion, the guards of the Shen family were also present.
The black-faced general was riding on a tall horse, looking at their carriage.
She couldn't help but smiled and looked at the cold smoke in the carriage: "General Shen is infatuated, he actually means to chase all the way to Jinguan City."
Han Yanliang was picking his nails: "There are countless lords who have presented me with courtesy, and he is no less. He has to escort, just let him toss."
Speaking so disgustingly, Zhu's lips couldn't help but curl up.
Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu looked at each other, and both held back a smile.
Boss Han, is this your heart?
I don't know when to drink her wedding wine.
Nan Baozhu took out the carefully prepared food box: "Jiaojiao, isn't the emperor with us? I heard that he will also return to Jinguan City."
"I want to go back." Nan Baoyi added hot almond tea to them, "Said that we must first explain the things in Chang'an before we can go back. It will be two days later than us. But he rides a horse quickly and is easy. Will catch up with us."
With words, the convoy drove out of Chang'an City Gate for the first time.
The mountains and rivers outside the city are covered with snow, and the deep blue official road stretches towards the end of the mountains and rivers.
A homecoming bird flew across the sky, and disappeared into the sky following the official road that went away.
Nan Baoyi slowly put down the woven curtains, and turned to smile with her close friend.
She took the golden hairpin and rolled up the blue silk at will, and gracefully held up a cup of hot almond tea.
The delicate face was calm and calm, and Dan Feng's eyes were full of joy.
Finally, I'm going back to my hometown!
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"Follow brother!"
The immature voice is like a baby bird.
A little girl who is only five or six years old, wearing a shabby, faded multicolored Luo Ying skirt, small golden bells jingling around her waist and wrists, she ran desperately with her bare feet.
Behind her is the invisible desert Gobi.
The bones of the tribesmen were scattered on the ground without dignity, the blood stained the stone walls and the desert, the dead grass drew warm blood and grew wantonly, countless iron horses roared over the weeds, and a cold-handled spear pointed at the rushing little girl. baby.
The little girl was already covered with blood.
The gravel cut through the center of her feet, and every little footprint was bloody, but she did not dare to stop, still running fast toward the quaint black gate.
"Follow brother!"
She cried and shouted, stretching out her little hand from a distance.
The Black Great Wall winds without end, lying between the north and the south of the sky and the earth.
The young boy standing on the top of the tower, with a golden crown and hair, elegant jade belt.
He looked at her condescendingly.
It seems to be very close, but also very far away.
...
Cold palace.
The stream condensed into ice, and snowflakes fell silently around.
Huo Tingyu sat on the rock, the colorful Luo Ying skirt was moved by the cold wind, and the small golden bell on his wrist rang gently.
She stared at the ignited scarlet lantern until the lamp oil ran out, and the unforgettable scene disappeared like a shattered mirror.
She whispered: "Xiao Sui..."
"Listen to the fish."
A voice came from across the stream.
Huo Tingyu looked up, and the young Langjun led by Bao Yibo appeared some time ago, holding a scroll and a ruler, about to leave the Imperial College.
If Nan Baoyi were here, he would recognize that this young man was the teacher who taught Awei.
Huo Tingyu looked around her eyes alertly, and said, "Isn't it because you have an appointment and you won't see each other? Brother is not afraid of being noticed by Tianshu?"
"No." Huo Qi brushed his sleeves. "The people from the South family have already set off. I will watch the sky at night. In a few days there will be heavy snowfall. They will definitely be trapped in Chencang. I have deployed my troops , Just grab Nan Baoyi..."
Hatred flashed across his eyes, but it was not aimed at Nan Baoyi.
Huo Tingyu shook her smooth feet, brewing words: "Brother, I have been in contact with Nan Baoyi, she is not the kind of person described by Queen Shen. For our hatred, to slaughter an innocent person, This is not the style of the Huo Clan."
Huo Qi sneered: "She is loyal to the emperor, and is helping him to abuse. What about killing her?"
The Master, who was originally a spring breeze, was so cold and gloomy at the moment, like a fire buried deep in the dark ashes, just waiting for the day of counterattack.
Huo Tingyu didn't dare to disobey his elder brother, so he had to keep silent.
She touched the two milk dates stolen from her sleeve, her eyes were a little complicated.
Huo Qi turned to leave, and said: "Everyone says that the emperor is affectionate, but I'm afraid it's just a rumor. Only Nan Baoyi is alone. I am afraid that there is not enough bargaining chips to contain him. Why, add the crown prince."
Huo Tingyu couldn't believe it: "Brother?"
Huo Qi didn't care: "Well, teacher and student, before death, I will let him know his life experience."
He walked towards the Imperial College.
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The end of the cold palace.
Crystal white snow accumulates on the curling eaves, and the old bronze bell hanging on the eaves corner is blown by the wind, making a dull sound.
The woman with scattered white hair, dressed in a gorgeous and generous fox fur, holding hot tea in her hand, kneeled quietly by the window, and played alone with interest.
The slender finger picked up a black chess and placed it in the southwest corner.
The white child on the chessboard suddenly looked like a trapped little beast, with no way to go in all directions.
Shen Jiang lowered his eyelashes, and his lips lightly opened: "This palace doesn't want to live anymore... blame it, it's because you had to come to this palace in the first place... Nan Baoyi, your companion is like a tiger, you should have understood. of."
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Imperial College.
Self-study in the afternoon.
A weak sitting in the back row was practicing handwriting carefully.
The husband said that Pei Chuchu's writing was the most beautiful among all the students. He was not convinced. He must surpass Pei Chuchu!
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