: Willing to relax (2)

Rong Jing smiled, Yun Qingyue stopped talking, and the two went in.
The Yanshui Pavilion is guarded by hundreds of hidden guards of the Prince's Mansion, almost one step at a time. It was quiet inside, and the little maidservant who was serving was doing her life carefully, and no one spoke.
Rong Jing and Yun Qiangyue walked into the courtyard. A woman dressed as a woman, about thirty-four or five years old, came out and saluted the two. "Banxiang has seen Jing Shizi, Miss Qingyue, and the small master is In the room."
Rong Jing nodded with a smile.
Yun Qianyue glanced at the woman. She remembered that she seemed to be the maiden of Ye Qing Nuan, who followed Ye Qing Nuan to Yuncheng six years ago. The skin is so well maintained that the skin is moisturized like spring water. If you don't look at the corners of her eyes, you can't see it like a woman in her 30s.
Wanxiang saw her looking at her and smiled at her, "The minion is the milkman of the little master, Miss Qianyue probably can't remember! Miss Qianyue was not big when I accompanied the little master. After six years, she became a big girl Now."
Yun Qingyue smiled, "Although I have grown up in the past six years, Aunt Wanxiang is still so beautiful that I can't recognize it."
"Half-old milfs, Miss Qingyue, don't praise the minions!" Bangxiang covered her mouth with a smile, Xu Yu, sighed, "That day the little master returned to the minions to say that Miss Qingyue encouraged her to fight, her face was hanging Laugh, I woke up at night dreaming, and the minions had never been so happy to see the little master. But after the news that Nanliang Emperor refused to marry in two days, I knew there was a bad thing. The little master was most naive and liked Emperor Nanliang for five years, and now Emperor Nanliang refused to marry, she naturally couldn't bear it. After she closed herself in the room and cried for two days, she heard that the Regent was going to send a gift to Nanliang, so she ran to the Golden Palace When I sent myself to Nanliang as a gift, I almost forgot that I was the master of the county. The prince blamed the slave for not optimistic about her, but where did I know that the little master's temperament came up, even I have been watching her grow up since my childhood People can’t help it!"
Yun Qingyue nodded, and she was indeed happy in the light of the day and night.
"The little master is going to Nanliang wholeheartedly, no one can persuade. Jing Shizi and Miss Qingyue may still be useful. Come in!" Ban Xiang no longer talked, led the two to go inside.
Yun Qianyue stopped talking and walked in with Rong Jing.
"Is Brother Jing and Sister Yue coming?" The light and warm voice of the night came from the room, and there was a dumb voice. The sound was also buzzing, as if the nose was not breathing.
"It's us!" Yun Qiangyue responded.
"If you come to persuade me, go back. If you come to let my brother let me go, come in." Ye Qingnuan's voice was weak.
Yun Qianyue did not speak, and continued to walk inside.
"You must come to persuade me, I will not listen to you." Ye Qingnuan did not hear Yun Qianyue's words, and the voice came out again, "Sister Yun, you also said that day, since I decided, If you can’t let him go, try it. People always have to live for themselves. Some people give up a lot, get money, rights, status, reputation, but those are actually virtual, emotions are the most sincere things. Just grab the happiness, if you don’t succeed, just forget him. Have you forgotten what you said to me? Do you want to persuade me to give up now?"
"I didn't expect you to remember so well, remember what I said so clearly." Yun Qianyue smiled and pulled Rong Jing into the living room outside, did not go inside. After all, it was light and warm at night Boudoir, she would naturally not drag Rong Jing in, so she found a chair and took him down.
Bangxiang came in and poured a cup of tea for the two.
Ye Qingnuan was silent for a moment, sniffing her nose and said, "Sister Yun, you like Brother Jing, fight for yourself. Although I am not married to Brother Jing, I am very happy, right? These days I listened to the song floating from Zizhuyuan, I also think you are right. I like Nan Lingrui, and I have never forgotten him, why not try it? The thing I went to the Golden Temple was to fight for my love, is it right?"
"I said that to you that day because I knew that you liked Nan Lingrui, and Nanlingrui did not make a statement, letting you fight, not letting you be horny. I like Rongjing, Rongjing also Like me, I fight for it, so I am happy after fighting for it. And you like Nan Lingrui is different from me. He refuses to marry. He is probably not like you, like wishful thinking, tired and tired." Yun Qianyue said lightly: "My I told you that when you are done, you can seize happiness. If you don’t, you will forget him. If you don’t, it’s when you forget him. Not to persuade you, but to tell you what this means. Lest your brother thinks I have encouraged you and hated me."
Ye Qingnuan suddenly rushed out of the room, and the curtain lifted away. She looked at Yun Qiangyue. She hadn't seen it for a few days. She had tossed out of shape, her eyes were red and swollen, her face was pale, and she seemed to need to support the door frame to support it. Wang Wang’s eyes were full of blood now, and he looked at Yun Qiangyue by biting his lips.
Sister Yun, is that true? But I didn’t see Nan Lingrui. I’m not willing. If he saw me, he liked me! In case he just didn’t want me because I’m the lord of the small prefecture of the German Prince’s House! I can get rid of my identity for him, I could secretly go to Nanliang, but I don’t want to be bound by my identity, so I willingly I ran to the Golden Temple, disregarding my identity, and discarded my identity and sent myself to Nanliang as a gift. Then I was just a gift, not a small master of the Prince of Germany. I was desperate, so if he liked it, we would not Can we be together?"
Yun Qingyue froze for a moment, and calmly said, "What if he still doesn't like you after your desperation? Or doesn't like you at all? What should you do then?"
"Then I will go back to Nuancheng and forget him." Ye Qingnuan bit her lips.
"But you are already a gift from Heaven Saint to Nanliang! You can't return to the warm city by then." Yun Qianyue said.
"He won't be so cruel to me." Ye Qingwen whispered warmly.
"Why are you sure that Nan Lingrui will not be so cruel to you? Is it just a wooden sword he gave you in your hands and the three months you met in Warm City?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows, "Then you know Don’t know that Ye Qian also has a wooden sword he gave?"
The lightness of the night changed.
Yun Qianyue looked at her, obviously she didn't know. He continued: "Your brother is right, Nan Lingrui has been around the world, and he has given countless things to women. A wooden sword is really nothing."
The tears in Ye Qingnuan’s eyes came out again, and she lowered her head, seeming to endure her tears: "Sister Yun, I know Princess Luo Yao talks about the sword with you for a day, do you admire her? I like Nan Lingrui, right? And she dismissed her engagement with Brother Jing, and now she has become a good friend. She is the princess of the East China Sea and she is very noble. For me, she is the most suitable for Nan Lingrui Is that person? If Nan Lingrui married her, she would not be afraid of Heavenly Saint."
Yun Qianyue narrowed her eyes and looked at her: "How about Princess Luo Yao and Nan Lingrui, that's their business. I haven't gotten to the point of being addicted to other people's affairs. If it wasn't for your brother to go to Rongwang Mansion today I won’t come to find me. Now Nanliang is self-reliant, and to be honest, you are indeed not more suitable than Luo Yao, which is something that everyone knows."
"Even if you say so, it doesn't mean you like it!" Ye Qingnuan's tears shed.
"Suitability does not mean love, but love does not mean love. I can tell you that Nan Lingrui is a person who always knows what he wants in his heart. If he truly loves a person, he will not care about worldliness or identity or status or interval. What a ravine, but if he doesn’t love someone, he will give up decisively. Just like Ye Qian and Lan Yi later. Now that he refuses to marry, then he has no affection for you." Yun Qianyue stood up When he got up, he said softly,
I’m going to say this! I’m not here to persuade you, but I want you to see the facts clearly. There are no two women I like in St. Beijing’s capital that day. The former Zhao Kehan ​​died, Ye Qing. Wu married my brother and counted the two of them, which is just you. There is a saying called strong twisted melon is not sweet, you haven't caught up yet, so young, Nan Lingrui is not the best man in the world, It doesn’t have to be him. The warm city is sunny and the seasons are like spring, and Tianshengjingcheng sees a sunny day and it is rare, not suitable for you, you should go back to the warm city!"
Ye Qingnuan looked up at Yun Qiangyue, tears in his eyes, and no longer speak.
Rong Jing also stood up and said lightly, "You sent yourself to Nanliang as a gift. Have you ever thought about your father and your brother? Have you ever thought of your surname Ye, with the blood of the royal family? Can you think of the sky? The reputation of the Holy Dynasty and Prince's Mansion?"
Ye Qingnuan looked at Rong Jing, and his body shook slightly.
"The Three Kingdoms are self-reliant, South Xinjiang and West Extension are headed by Nanliang, and they are separated from the Heavenly Saint. If you add a small lord to you, think about it, let the people of the world see the heavenly sage of a big country? Ye Xiaojun, although you are still less than a year old, you are no longer a child. "Rong Jinghua fell and took Yun Qianyue's hand and walked out of the door. When he walked to the door, he said warmly: "The night is light and warm, light and warm, and there is little warmth in life. You should indeed live in a warm city."
As the words fell, he pulled Yun Qiangyue out of the room.
Yun Qingyue didn't speak anymore. Today she said enough.
Ye Qingnuan stared at the two people leaving the Yanshui Pavilion, tears covering her eyes, crystal clear, as if covered with a layer of pearls in front of her eyes.
Bangxiang sent Rongjing and Yunqianyue out. When she came back to see her, she was still leaning on the door frame and whispered to her: "Jing Shizi and Miss Qingyue are gone. Do you have a meal?"