Chapter 77: Love and hate hurt yourself first

After a while, Nangong Jingnv owed a gap to her eyes. Seeing that Qi Yan had fallen asleep, she opened her eyes and looked at her secretly.
This life is so delicate, the outlines of the five senses are deep, and the toughness reveals a little softness.
The night of the big wedding night was amazing. She thought it was time to get used to it, but she didn't want to look more and more.
Qi Yan suddenly called: "His Royal Highness?"
Nangong Jingnv closed her eyes immediately and did not respond.
"It's a rare highness to wake up so early, it's better to go to the study room and read in the morning."
Nangong Jingnv put her to sleep to the end, and she had no snoring.
Qi Yan sat up: "My court knows that His Royal Highness did not sleep."
Nangong Jingnv opened her eyes and said angrily, "You were woken up by falling asleep!"
Qi Yan said decisively: "His Royal Highness can still tell the breath when he falls asleep."
This sentence fell into Nangong Jingnv's ears but had another charm, and she sat up frankly.
I don't know since when, his own temper was pinched by Qi Yan ...
In the study, Qi Yan took out a thin book from the bookshelf and handed it to Nangong Jingnv: "His Royal Highness has made rapid progress and can move on to the next stage. From now on, read this book carefully and then explain it. "
Nangong Jingnu poked her lips, she was familiar with the handwriting in the book: "Is this what you wrote?"
"Of the rare scrolls rewarded by His Majesty, he chose a book suitable for His Highness to learn now, and He wrote it down and read it with His Highness."
Nangong Jingnv flipped a few pages. The last time Qi Yan wrote or was in the Shangyuan Festival, but the character of this person has been refined for a few months: the pen's edge disappeared a little elegantly, a little more calm and thick.
It's not hard to see how serious he was when writing these words. The pages used ordinary rice paper without dark grids, but the spacing of each word was not at all different, only a glance was pleasing to the eye.
Nangong Jingnu unconsciously showed a sweet smile, leaned her head and asked, "How many words are there in this book?"
Qi Yan replied without hesitation: "Twenty thousand."
Nangong Jingnu raised her eyebrows: "Remember so clearly?"
"The first teacher once said: read ten thousand volumes and write with a god. The reason why His Highness finds it difficult to explain is because his accumulation is not enough. Fortunately, His Highness is so talented that it is good to memorize dozens of books ..."
"Dozens of books ?!"
Qi Yan's eyes flickered, and he said earnestly: "With the accumulation of this 'more than one million words', Your Highness will surely be able to export a chapter, and be at a loss."
Nangong Jingnv was like a discouraged ball, and her chin was bitter in the face of the book case: "More than a million? This palace is struggling to read, and still has to carry it?"
"As the so-called dripping stone wears, the minister urges His Highness every day to recite some, which will be completed one day."
Qi Yan stared straight into Nangong Jingnu's eyes, her deep eyes seemed to her in.
Nangong Jingnu nodded, but felt like she had overlooked something.
Qi Yan ticked off the corner of her mouth, and the oppressive tyranny in her heart woke up again.
Only she knew it: copy the book to Nangong Jingnu and ask her to recite the meaning.
Nangong ordered the killing of 1.3 million grassland compatriots. If this hatred is kept under pressure, he will one day fall into madness.
So Qi Yan thought of such a method, turning every compatriot's life into a Wei national character. Write it down by myself, give it to the daughter of the enemy and teach her to keep it in mind.
Unfortunately, one day, his identity was exposed, but before death he should also clearly tell the Nangong Jingnv the "allusion" of these words. Let these characters become a nightmare that she will linger in her life, entwined in her thinking, words and deeds.
Like an ant attached to her, torture her for life and death.
But ... if there is revenge, you don't need to tell her about it.
Long-term depression makes Qi Yan's mentality unbalanced and dangerous. Hidden under the graceful face is a crueler heart than the desperate.
This cruelty not only applied to the enemy, but also hurt herself.
Even though she knew very well that such a statement was dangerous, she said it.
Looking at Nangong Jingnv's ignorant face, permeated in my heart, was the thrill of a lingering fear.
The constant flow of hatred had filled her heart, and if she did not vent it in this way, she would not know what to do.
Qi Yan stared straight at Nangong Jingnv, hoping that the other party could understand a little, but also wishing to hide the sky and cross the sea.
This kind of self-immolation also clamored to make the fire more fierce, far beyond the understanding of ordinary people.
Giya's appearance is the last straw that crushes Qi Yanli, and she is full of self-confidence. For the first time, she feels that she may die on the road to revenge ...
If Nangong let her know her identity, she would surely have a lot of swords, but before her body was delayed ... she must apply this cruel thing more than death to the enemy's most beloved daughter!
The fingers hiding under the wide sleeves trembled slightly, and Qi Yan looked back.
Your Royal Highness, please wait for the courtier to come to the end. In this case, we can all suffer less.
Qi Yan calculated fairly: the Wei people killed 1.3 million grassland compatriots, and the people of the Wei country strangled more than half a million in the battle of Qingyi.
There is still 800,000, and the life of the entire Lili royal family will be recovered sooner or later.
Nangong Jingnu did not know when she came to Qi Yan, holding her arm tight and asking, "What's wrong with you? Your face is very bad ..."
Just now, Nangong Jingnv saw Qi Yan's complexion instantly pale, fine sweat dripping from her forehead, her eyes were hollow and her body was shaking.
She helped Qi Yan, and her eyes were worried: Is he sick?
Qi Yan gasped several times, her eyes gradually restored focus, and she turned to watch Nangong Jingnv raise her hand and hold the left heart: there was a real tingling sensation.
"Qi Yan? Don't scare me!"
Qi Yan's face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and even her lips became pale. She panted and gasped, shaking her body to embrace Nangong Jingnu into her arms.
"This palace is here for Qiu Ju Chuan Yu Yi, you wait!"
Qi Yan rested her chin on the shoulder of Nangong Jingnv and said weakly, "Her Royal Highness, just don't move and hug your minister."
Nangong Jingnv hugged Qi Yan's waist, Jiao's body trembled: "What's wrong with you? Is it painful? Chuanyu Doctor?"
Qi Yan's eyes were hot: "Will your Highness carry these one million words down?"
"What time is it, you still say this !?"
"His Royal Highness?"
"It's the back of the palace. Don't scare me like this, okay?"
Qi Yan gave a weak sigh, hugging Nangong Jingnv closed her eyes, and the corners of her eyes exuded a little wetness.
Morning reading didn't go on, Nangong Jingnv called home to bring Qi Yan back to the main hall.
People in Fuzhong were shocked: Ye Maye was fine in the morning, why did he suddenly get sick like this?
Qi Yan lay quietly on the bed, looking better than when she was in the study, holding Nangong Jingnv's hand.
Nangong Jing's daughter ordered Qiu Ju to seek the doctor but was stopped by Qi Yan. Nangong Jing's son-in-law had no choice but to give up.
I wonder if Qi Yan was asleep, holding Nangong Jingnu's hand. The other party just let her cling to it, and wiped her with a wet cloth from time to time, even missing breakfast.
the other side.
Nangong Jean, who has always been known for his "diligent administration," stopped for the first time after more than ten years of ascending the throne.
Baiguan waited more than half an hour in the side hall, and the housekeeper forty-nine brought Nangong Rang's rhetoric: "Well, I feel the wind and cold stop for a day."
The minister in the field does not have a few beautiful wives and relatives in his house? Know the reasons why Nangong let the dynasty stop.
However, the next time Xiangqin Zheng, since they said "I feel the wind and cold", they couldn't say anything, so they had to leave together.
As usual, the courtiers whispered on the palace road in twos and threes, but today they are extremely quiet.
Everyone walks in his own place, silently.
For a time, in the spring breeze, Nangong completely changed the view of grassland slaves, at least to the grassland women.
Giya gave him a wild experience that he had never had in his life. Which of the previous women was not shy and restrained, and with ease?
Giya is like a wild horse that is difficult to tame. Although it is the first time, it has squeezed Nangong over 50 years old to make it hard to get up.
Nangong let out a long sigh, and his wide palm touched Giya's smooth back, and said with emotion: "Gentle township, heroic grave, I understand it."
Giya Qingsi looked tired, but smiled charmingly, lying on Nangong Rang's chest, her delicate fingers fiddled with Nangong's beard, which exquisitely trimmed his beard, softly called: "Your Majesty ~, Giya is yours in the future People. "
"What does a beauty want to reward you for?"
"I just want to be with my Majesty forever."
Nangong was a little excited: "Hey ... How about Jinfeng you for Yafei?
"Is there any difference between Zhaoyi and Yafei? I think Zhaoyi is better."
Nangong makes Nijun can't help but he loves Jiaya Sumei's unapologetic and indifferent worldly appearance.
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Immediately after noon, the book of Nagusiya was announced to the concubines as the imperial imperial concubine. Nangong looked at the drunk and unconscious eyes, and knelt on the ground and said some auspicious words.
As soon as the housekeeper left, he rushed to the door and vomited. With pungent aura lingering between his noses, Nangong Wang slowly straightened his waist and stumbled towards the inner temple, "lost" and knocked over the tea cups on the table.
There is a right concubine in his house, one concubine, several concubines, but at the moment when he saw Jiya, Nangong was deeply occupied! It's the first time in his life that he's in the midst of it, but he's worried about it.
He got the news: The father didn't want to let foreign women enter the palace. He went to the banquet to look after the Nangong carefully.
Nangong Ping came from a humble background, his second child was not in Beijing, and he was the oldest prince in a palace feast.
Neither the status of his mother's family nor his own ability made Nangong feel that no one could surpass him.
As long as his father refused, he immediately came out to marry Princess Jiya.
But ... but one night, the woman who made him love at first sight and the nightmare was a concubine from Zhao Yiyue who had to salute himself!
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An explanation of why Agoura has pierced ears: see Chapter 2 for details, and the original quote is as follows: ... the soft fetal hair is braided into a few braids and scattered randomly, and a bright, small silver hung on the left ear lobe ring.
Agura has pierced ears. In the left ear, readers can forget it, but the author can't. Although it is a detail, it is also a bug. The most taboo in writing is that I slowly lose what I have written. I am an author who is good at using details to pave the way. A small silver ring can be forgotten, but after 11 years, she can become Jing Yan subconsciously accepted that Qi Yan was a woman's introduction.
The feelings of this book are relatively large, so Qi Yan's identity will be exposed, and love will unfold, but not now. That's too distorted. Qi Yan, who has worked hard for ten years, will say to the princess: Oh, Your Highness, I'm sorry I'm actually a woman? Then Jingnu said it didn't matter, I love you ...? Marisu? I refused from my soul.
Qi Yan's identity is definitely exposed, but not now.

In addition, Qi Yan and Jing Nu have a lot of exciting PLAYs in the back. I hope you do n’t miss them. For example, Tianyue PLAY, bundling ... Well, as for whether we think about one thing, I do n’t know.
And Qi Yan is too "smart", so I arranged for her to have symptoms of "myocarditis (Schemy)" in this chapter. [Manual smile]
Qi Yan's subconscious exposure to her psychology while doing evil things has scientific basis. When sketching the character of Qi Yan, I read a lot of related books. Including some spies' memoirs ...
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