Chapter 42: Jingjia Nine Years Chinese New Year Festival

Nangong Jingnv was speechless in shock, although Princess House is very close to the palace. On weekdays, it takes a quarter of an hour to say less than riding a carriage, let alone walking on your own?
The mood of Ding Yun and Nangong Jingnv in the temple is equally complicated. Ding Yan looked at the sleeping Qi Yan through a diagnosis: Did you play this scene too realistically? If you don't know your purpose and identity, even an outsider like me will think you have a tender affection for the princess.
Nangong Jingnv is a little bit fascinated. The person's body is somewhat known. On the wedding day, it was a bit difficult to carry myself under the Imperial Order ...
And this person can't see it at night, why did he walk all the way back from the palace gate to Princess House in the middle of the night when the water dripped into ice?
Qi Yan ...
Ding Yan retracted his gaze and groaned a little: "Ma Ye's foundation is weak. This illness is probably caused by the cold wind entering the body of the road at night. As for the" coma, "he does not need to worry too much. It may be caused by overwork. His subordinates first opened the prescription and then looked at the horse. "
"There is Dr. Lauding."
"Dare, this is the duty of the minister."
Ding Yan wrote the recipe and gave it to Chuntao: "Sister Luo grabbed the medicine according to this recipe, boiled eight bowls of water into a bowl with medium heat, and filtered it through a fine mesh."
"Yes."
Ding Yan gave a gift to the quiet woman in Nangong: "Please your Highness move to the side of the palace and wait for a while. The minister needs a clean environment for the horses to walk the needles and two braziers. Keep the doors and windows of the hall closed during the needles. People bother. "
"Okay. Qiuju, I sent two braziers in."
"Well."
...
There were only two people left in the hall. Ding Yu sat down beside the bed and took out the silver needle bag from the medicine chest to shake it off.
He looked at Qi Yan quietly. Since Wu Minggu said goodbye five years ago, he hasn't looked at her for a long time.
Five years in the making, the girl completely took off her old innocence, and she finally fulfilled her promise to rank as the center of the power of the Wei Kingdom as a man.
Ding Yan gave a sigh with an invisibility, took off the net cloth on Qi Yan's head, and gently wiped her face. Then each left hand held a silver needle and pierced two acupuncture points above Qi Yan's head.
The cause of Qi Yan's coma is not the so-called "overworked", not to mention coldness. Instead she was stunned by the demon who had troubled her for ten years.
Ding Hui pinched one of the silver needles and twisted it, Qi Yan wrinkled and hummed slowly, and opened her eyes slowly.
At the same time, Ding Yan covered Qi Yan's mouth and said quietly, "Don't listen to me."
Qi Yan recognized Ding Ling, his amber eyes were hidden, and he nodded.
Ding Hui took off his hand and knelt down to the bed next to Qi Yan's ear and whispered softly, "The reason you fell ill this time was because of the cold and overwork."
"Ok."
"Do you remember what happened last night?"
"Ok."
"That's good, I'll help you with the princess's words. She was drunk last night. I don't remember anything after the palace banquet. You shouldn't find your identity by watching her performance."
"Ok."
Ding Yan sighed softly: "I used the needle as a reason to spread people away, so as not to let others suspect that they can't stay too long. Do you have any words for me to take out?" The so-called "with words" refers to naturally To the mask man.
"I have a plan, please rest assured."
"Okay, then I'm leaving."
"Ding Yan!"
"Ok?"
"Medicine, is there any medicine to suppress nightmare?"
There was a hint of regret in Ding Yan's eyes, and he replied softly: "I haven't prepared for the rush, I will come to you in the next few days, please find the pulse of peace and find a chance for you."
"Thank you."
Ding Yan looked at Qi Yan's side face, and a thousand words and thousands of words flowed in his heart, but in the end he only turned into a voice: "Treasure."
Ding Yan pulled out the silver needle for Qi Yan, opened the pulse and wrote: Wind chilled into the body, overworked. Pack up the medicine box and put it on your back. "I told Princess Wu that you are awake, or did you wake up after a while?"
Qi Yan sat up on the bed and grabbed the cushions behind her: "Tell her I'm awake."
"it is good."
As soon as Ding Yi appeared in the side hall, Nangong Jingnu greeted him: "How is he?"
Ding Yan arched his hand, and smiled back: "Trusting His Royal Highness Hongfu, Master Ma may be awake. But ..."
Before Ding Yue said the doctor's order, Nangong Jingnu picked up the hem of her palace dress and hurriedly walked to the dorm. Qiu Ju blessed Ding Yue: "Ding Yuyi worked hard. If you have any advice, I will give it to the slaves. Like a few princes report to His Royal Highness. "
...
The door of the hall was pushed open, and a few girls from Nangong appeared before the bed after breathing.
"His Royal Highness."
Nangong Jingnv held Qi Yan by one hand and blame, "The illness is so, etiquette is avoided."
Having said that, sitting next to Qi Yan, a pretty face was unprecedentedly serious, and worriedly looked at Qi Yan.
Qi Yan shook the corners of her mouth: "His Royal Highness."
When Nangong Jingnv saw Qi Yan's complexion, she was indifferent. He apologized, struck his throat, bit his lip and whispered, "How many days have you been? I've been sick twice."
"His Highness is worried, His Highness deserves it."
Nangong Jingnu's face flashed a little wrath, shouting: "Do not let such unlucky words hang on your mouth! Let me say ..."
Qi Yan quietly stared at Nangong Jingnu, only to see the other side twisted for a while, and her tense body suddenly loosened: "Besides, your two illnesses have arisen because of this palace. Why worry?"
After saying this, Nangong Jingnv felt that an invisible string in her heart was moved. She seemed to understand vaguely: why she was unwilling to "admit" Qi Yan's dedication to herself.
"My palace, go and see if the medicine is fried."
Qi Yan, however, held the wide sleeve of Nangong Jingnu: "Your Highness."
"... What's wrong?" Nangong Jingnv looked a little unnatural.
Qi Yan pulled the cuff of Nangong Jingnv and said weakly, "How about sitting for a while, His Royal Highness? The minister wanted to talk to His Royal Highness."
Nangong Jingnv's breathing was stagnant and she sat back.
Qi Yan took each other's reactions into the eyes and exhaled briefly: "Your Highness remember what you said last night?"
"My palace was drunk last night and I don't remember." In fact, while waiting in the side hall, Nangong Jingnu had already asked Qiuju ...
Qi Yan looked at Nangong Jingnu's eyes expectantly: "His Royal Highness said last night that Shangyuan will take his officials to put Kong Ming Lantern."
A strange phenomenon erupted in Nangong Jingnv's heart: as if she was a prince, and Qi Yan became the princess who coquettishly went to her husband!
"... Since this palace has said it, it will certainly be done."
"Can your subordinates ask for another grace?"
"You said."
"After this illness is healed, Chen occasionally wants to leave the house and get together with his classmates."
"Okay, this palace promises you."
...
There were a few soothing medicines in Ding Yi's prescription. After drinking the medicine, the sleepiness struck. Nangong Jingnu saw the permission to Qi Yan and rested in the sleeping hall.
She also finally had time to have lunch for an hour, and just put down her chopsticks Qiu Ju and informed: The next to the nangong maiden is the next to her.
"Call her in."
"Yes."
Lily came to Nangong Jingnv and fell down to worship: "His Royal Highness!"
"What are you doing? Get up quickly, but what happened to the second sister?"
Seeing Lily's eyes full of eagerness to stop talking, Nangong Jingnv screened back and raised her up: "Say it."
"Her Royal Highness, please go and see my Highness. She has locked herself in Tangquan for a day!"
"what?!"
...
Nangong Jingnv left here in the afternoon. At dinner, it was said that Miyazaki came to Princess Mansion.
"Slave see Ye Ma."
"Sister please."
"Thank you, Grandma, and your uncle was ordered to pass a few words to Grandma Grandma. Your Highness asked Grandma Grandma to use her own dinner. Tonight she will not return to her house in the palace."
"Thank you for your notification."
"Slave resigned."
The way I came was very strange to Miyazaki: In the past dynasties, horses reported their whereabouts to the princess. How can there be a reverse?
After seeing Qi Yan, he was relieved: No wonder His Royal Highness so fond of this folk exploration horse is really a good looking ...
Nangong Jingnu spent three full days in the palace. Every evening, she sent the palace princes to Princess Mansion to inquire about Qi Yan's condition and told her that she would not return to the house at night. Occasionally, a box of cakes was sent to her.
Nangong Jingnv was ashamed, and did not realize that there was anything wrong with this move, so she did not order a seal. For a while, the slaves in the entire palace knew: Princess Princess was very fond of the horses from the folks, and it was a day when they could not see each other.
Thanks to this, Qi Yan's identity has risen to a high level. Not only has Miyazaki who came to tell her how much she respects her, but even the people at the Princess Mansion who have been on the sidelines wait carefully.
She didn't have any serious illness at all. After three days of cultivation, she had recovered as before, and in the blink of an eye, it was the first day of the 9th year of Jingjia.
Inside Weiyang Palace, Nangong's sister-in-law sat quietly at the table, holding a scroll that had not been turned for a long time.
Since getting up, Nangong Jingnu looks absent-minded. During the meal, she talked a few times and stopped. At this moment, she was sitting opposite Nangong's maid, holding a book and turning it around.
Hearing frequent book flips, Nangong's maid stared at the book, restored her focus, and looked up: "Is there something wrong with the three sisters?"
"Today is Shangyuan Festival ..."
Nangong's son-in-law's son-in-law: "Is it already Yuan?"
Nangong Jingnv said a little in distress: "I promised Qi Yan to take him out of the house to watch the lantern ...
Nangong's maid's body shuddered unconsciously, and dropped the scroll in her hand.
"Second sister, come back to my house with me? The three of us go shopping together?"
Nangong's maid was silent for a long time and shook her head: "I won't go. With such a beautiful scenery, you and your brother-in-law are strolling around. Is this the first time you have been to the folk festival for the first Yuan Festival?"
"Ok."
"Go, I should go back."
Nangong Jingnv grabbed Nangong's handmaid and asked nervously, "Where is Lu Zhongxing? Will he go back?"
Nangong's sister-in-law said coldly, "His whereabouts and stays have nothing to do with this palace."
"So, what if he goes back?"
Nangong maid patted his sister's hand, relieved: "The first festival is not to be missed once a year. Besides, he may not dare to return, even if I return, I have my own plans." Definitely.
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