Chapter 202: Tenderness before despair

Qi Yan is about to expire and Qi Yan is released from prison.
Nangong Jingnu personally came to pick up the entire Dali Temple from the temple to the temple, and then all the jailers welcomed.
Along with Nangong Jingnv, there is also a decree to release Qi Yan.
The crowds scratched their heads and shouted that they would obey the decree.
The prince of the Dali Temple took over the imperial order and ordered: "Have Ma Ye out quickly."
Jailer: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnv tilted her head, Qiu Ju holding Dasao into prison with the jailer.
The jailer opened the big lock and knelt to the ground with one knee: "Master Ma, I ask you to return home."
Qiu Ju hit a blessing: "Master Ma, come down to pick you up, put on this first, it's cold outside."
Qi Yan: "Thank you very much." After speaking, Ren Qiuju his wife, walked out of the cell, and said quietly to the jailer, "Thank you for your work.
The jailer: "Oh, Master Ma, you're a shame on the villain, it's all a matter for the villain."
Seeing this scene, Qiuju secretly said: His Royal Highness and the horse are really connected. Your Majesty's words are correct!
Qiu Ju took a bulging money bag from her arms and put it in the hand of one of the jailers: "His Royal Highness."
The prisoner accepted with gratitude: "Thank Your Highness for grace."
Qi Yan ticked the corners of his mouth, his eyes flashed softly, and he came out of the prison together with Qiuju.
Out of the gate, the sun stabbed Qi Yan's eyes. She lifted up her sleeves and blocked it. She waited until she got used to it, but Nangong Jingnv could not wait. She walked over and called, "Yuanjun!"
Dali Temple Qing and the master looked at each other, and kept their heads silent.
Although the Wei state adheres to men's inferiority to women, inferiority and inferiority take precedence over the former.
In the relationship between the princess and the horse, the former is respect, and the latter is humble. It is the so-called: Humble Immortal, His Royal Highness coming to pick up in person has been a great favor and honor, but did not expect to come forward.
Qi Yan gave a deep glance at Nangong Jingnv, and she knelt on the floor with a hem of her placket: "His Royal Highness is here, and she is not afraid."
Nangong Jingnv: "Yuan Jun ..." This is not what it used to be. Nangong Jingnv immediately understood Qi Yan's intentions. Although he didn't say anything to dissuade him, he still distressed Qi Yan.
Nangong Jingnu: "Go back."
Qi Yan: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnv is about to become the emperor. The ruler over tens of millions of people. The prestige must be established as early as possible, so that no one can think that the horse may "overtake" the princess.
The Qianli Embankment was destroyed in the anthill, and a slight negligence may hinder the emperor's ascension.
Qi Yan understands that Nangong Jingnv is not confused. It is one thing to live behind closed doors and another thing to outsiders.
It's cold, and the limousine of the inner court has changed from a ventilated style in summer to a box style. The two got on the limousine to sit firmly, and Qiu Ju closed the limousine door from the outside: "Get off, set off ... Where is it? "
Nangong Jingnv looked at Qi Yan, who said without hesitation, "Chen wants to go back to Princess Mansion."
Nangong Jingnu: "Back to the house."
Qiu Ju: "Put a princess house!"
Inside the car, the two's hands were naturally held together and their fingers were interlocked. Nangong Jingnv nestled on Qi Yan's shoulder and said with a pity, "I have made you suffer."
Qi Yan: "His Royal Highness must not be so close, it's futile."
Nangong Jingnv shook her head: "I'm not afraid."
Qi Yan sighed and embraced Nangong Jingnu's shoulder: "Have you got the list?"
Nangong Jingnu: "Well."
Qi Yan: "Go back and tell His Royal Highness another good thing."
Nangong Jingnv was short of interest, and murmured, "You are the best thing by my side."
Qi Yan's heart was not tasteful, she could not tell a tender feeling, but could only clasp her arms around Nangong Jingnv.
Nangong Jingnv: "You're thin again, what should you do?" After speaking, her eyes became red, Qi Yan not only lost weight, because the sun was rare in the prison, and the whole person was pale.
Qi Yan suppressed his sadness and quipped, "His Royal Highness will give me something good."
Nangong Jingnv broke her tears and stunned Qi Yan: "This is what it seems to treat you as usual."
Qi Yan blinked and asked, "Did you not?"
Nangong Jingnu: "You still say ?!"
Qi Yan smiled slightly, holding up the head of Nangong Jingnv, and gently wiped the wet corner of Nangong Jingnv's eyes: "His Royal Highness."
Nangong Jingnv stared at Qi Yan's pair of enchanting eyes, and her exquisite appearance has not changed for several years.
Nangong Jingnv felt Qi Yan's pity and care, and suddenly ... some pictures flashed in her head.
Nangong Jingnian's throat tightened, and she weakly replied, "Huh?"
Qi Yan: "The minister wants to ride a horse."
Nangong Jingnian froze, seeing Qi Yan's face was serious and not a joke, could not help but glance at Qi Yan: This is a shameful ...
The uncle in her heart was dispelled, and Nangong Jingnv asked: "It's OK, but I haven't rode a horse for many years, and I've forgotten it ... Why do I suddenly want to ride a horse?"
Qi Yan smiled proudly: "I got a horse from Qianbei this time and I missed it for a few days."
Nangong Jingnv is a bit angry, but her charm can't match a horse? Then I thought about it and laughed boringly, why was he jealous with a horse?
Nangong Jingnu: "Okay, I'll see how far the horse is riding."
Qi Yan: "I'm afraid it's better than Your Highness."
Nangong Jingnv hummed and did not refute.
She had wanted to ask Qi Yan about "water sickness", but she didn't mention it because she seemed to be in better condition.
When they came to the gate of Princess Zhuo's house, all the people in the house knelt at the door to greet Ye Maye back to the house. A brazier was placed in the door.
Qi Yan: "Jump brazier again?"
Nangong Jingnu: "Well."
Qi Yan crossed the brazier, and Nangong Jingnu grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it on her: "Tangchi is ready for you, and you can eat after you wash it."
Qi Yan: "Thank Your Highness."
When the door of the Tangchi Hall was opened, a scent of medicinal herbs caught in the heat, Qi Yan locked the doors and windows and went down to the Tangchi, and the water temperature just happened to make "Yum" comfortably.
There were several gauze bags floating on the water. Qi Yan grabbed it and smelled it. Inside, there were wormwood and other medicinal herbs for removing damp and cold, which were not prepared in the soup pond in the past.
Qi Yan took a bath beautifully, put on clean clothes, and got out of Tangchi.
Two girls standing at the door, one came over and put the big fox fur coat on Qi Yan's body and fastened the straps.
The other one came forward in time and gave Qi Yan with a moderate temperature stove: "Master Ma, Your Highness said that you should come out in a single coat, and the slaves are waiting here. Your Highness said: Qiu Han dew, you When you bring out water, pay more attention to keeping warm. "
Qi Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "Thank you."
The girl-in-law returned a blessing: "It is the face of the servants who can serve Grandpa Ma. Your Highness said that lunch is ready. Please go directly to the Yushantang. She is waiting for you."
Since Nangong Jingnv knew that Qi Yan's body was "water sickness", she read some medical books specifically. Although she couldn't understand it, she firmly remembered a sentence: "Water sickness" people are afraid of cold and wet.
That's why this scene happened. When Qi Yan came to the door of the dining hall, she smelled the smell of roast lamb. She gave the hand stove to the girl, and when she entered the dining hall, she untied the big crust and gave it to Qiuju.
Qi Yan: "It's so fragrant!"
Nangong Jingnv smiled sweetly: "Sure enough, it's a mouthful. You're here as soon as this roasted whole lamb is ready."
Qi Yan smiled and sat next to Nangong Jingnv, Qiu Ju backed out with a bunch of girls and aunts.
There is a square tray in the middle of the table. A whole sheep has been sliced, divided into different parts, and neatly arranged on the plate.
The outer circle is eight dishes, four to four, and a sweet soup made with fruit to relieve tiredness.
Every dish is Qi Yan's favorite.
Nangong Jingnv scooped a spoonful of leek sauce for Qi Yan, put a piece of meat on a plate and said, "Taste it?"
Qi Yan took the jug and poured a drink for the Nangong Jingnv: "Only three drinks are allowed. I have to go horseback riding in the afternoon."
Nangong Jingnou pouted and smiled: "I see, housekeeper!"
Qi Yan also laughed.
The lamb was roasted very well, the outer coke was tender, delicious and juicy. The aroma of the lamb was stimulated by the leek sauce and burst in the mouth, but Qi Yan suddenly thought of the sound of the grassland, and most of them were gone.
Nangong Jingnv: "What's wrong? It's not delicious?" I also tasted a piece of it: "No, the taste has not changed."
Qi Yan: "No, just ..."
Nangong Jingnv: "It doesn't matter. Eat something else if you feel greasy."
Help Qi Yanbucai while talking about it. The medical book says: "Symptoms" of the body are yin-deficiency, and often have unconsciousness and loss of appetite. If the above situation occurs, it is difficult to over-tonic.
Qi Yan tasted every dish and had no appetite.
Nangong Jingnv drank another bowl of fruit for her: "Drink a bowl?"
Qi Yan: "Let's have a meal in the palace, you see ... you didn't even drink the wine, and you prepared the dishes for you."
Nangong Jingnv: "I respect you for this first cup, and you will replace the bar with fruit!"
Nangong Jingnv took up the bottle and drank it. Qi Yan took a sip of fruit tincture, refreshing and sweet.
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After lunch, the two took a break for half an hour, and both changed into shorts. Qi Yan ordered Jin Huanwu to be brought over. The horse did not see the master for several days, and snorted Qi Yan's face.
Jin Huanwu: "Master, where have you been? Xiaowuwu misses you ..."
Qi Yan grabbed a handful of corn to feed Jinhuanwu and patted his neck: "...? Don't be too warm."
Jin Huanwu gave a grieving noise and settled down.
Nangong Jing's son-in-law said, "I heard Qiu Ju said that this horse is so fierce that it doesn't let anyone touch it!"
Qi Yan smiled and said, "Please, Your Highness!"
Nangong Jingnu: "A ride together?"
Qi Yan: "The court is not good at riding. His Highness wants to protect the court."
Nangong Jingnv gave Qi Yan a glance, and the girls' servants at the back also smiled attentively. Qi Yan held the Nangong Jingnv on horseback with a smile, and then sat across the back of Nangong Jingnv, holding her She grabbed the reins by her waist.
His chin was on the shoulder of Nangong Jingnv: "His Royal Highness knows the way to the racetrack?"
Nangong Jingnu: "One racecourse is in the palace, and the other is far away. Let's go outside the city."
Qi Yan: "OK ~"
The princess and the horse are intimate. Qiuju took the lead and carried her back, and the rest of the followers followed suit, but could not help thinking: the princess and the horse are so loving.
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