Early this morning, Meng Yue was dragged to the imperial dining room by resentment, saying that he wanted him to teach him to cook.
Meng Yue immediately alerted: "how can you suddenly think of making this and who you want to eat it for?"
A soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "of course, it's for Yan'er to eat."
Hearing that it was for Nangong Yan to eat, Meng Yue was a little relieved. He thought she wanted to be that heartless man to eat.
When Meng Yue saved her grudge, she kept her in Meng Yue's house for two years before her health improved. In these two years, they get along day and night, and Meng Yue takes care of her daily life.
Perhaps others will not believe it when they say it. In the past two years, they have always adhered to ethics and did not act more and more strictly.
"I haven't been able to cook a meal for him for such a long time." I hate to hang my head, and I have some bad feelings in my heart. When I think about it carefully, she owes Nangong Yan too much.
Meng Yue could not see her dejected appearance. He raised his hand and rubbed her head vigorously: "don't you want to learn cooking from me? I'll teach you."
Moon Palace.
After daily dressing change, Nangong Xuan's wound has gradually healed, and the big stone in Ji Qingxue's heart has also fallen.
Nangong Xuan's eyes looking at Ji Qingxue become more and more complex. Ji Qingxue is lowering his head to change his dressing and whispered, "if you have anything, just say it. You don't have to look at me like this."
Nangong Xuan was still so rude: "hum, although you have taken care of me for so many days, I still think you are the obstacle of Yan'er. You shouldn't stay with him."
Ji Qingxue has long been used to talking to himself like this, so he is not angry. After changing the medicine, Ji Qingxue looks up at him: "where you failed, you naturally think nangongyan will fall in the same place?"
Nangong Xuan was stunned and then said angrily, "what do you know, yellow haired girl!"
Ji Qingxue smiled and moved his thin lips: "don't you admit it? Emotionally, you are indeed a failure."
Well, they have always been like this. Nangong Xuan speaks with a gun and a stick, and Ji Qingxue may not be able to whisper.
It's hurting each other anyway.
Nangong Xuan suddenly fell into silence. He refused to say, but in fact he knew that Ji Qingxue was right.
Not only emotionally, maybe even he failed, otherwise he would not end up like this.
When Ji Qingxue was about to leave, he suddenly heard Nangong Xuan say, "she came to me. She said she wouldn't kill me again. She wanted me to live. Oh, how ridiculous."
I wish I could die in her hands so that I could end all this, but now she says she wants to live by herself.
In fact, for Nangong Xuan, living in pain is the biggest punishment. It's all over when he dies.
Ji Qingxue looked at his frustrated appearance and couldn't help sighing: "is the power position really more important than anything in your heart?"
Nangong Xuan sneered: "of course you don't understand. I'm the youngest and least valued son of my father. I have four brothers on my head. Do you know how much I have to pay if I want to inherit the throne?"
Ji Qingxue has read history and knows that there are many such examples, but do royal families have to compete with each other like this?
"Well, I told you you wouldn't understand."
Ji Qingxue rolled his eyes: "what are you going to do now?"
Nangong Xuan hesitated and said, "tell me honestly, how long will I have?"
Ji Qingxue said calmly, "one month at most."
His body is at the end of a powerful crossbow, and no matter how hard it lasts, it will only take a month.
Nangong Xuan nodded: "I know."
He was also calm. He suddenly said, "can I have a look and look for snow?"
Ji Qingxue looked at him deeply. After a long time, she said, "yes."
When Ji Qingxue came to the door, Nangong Xuan's voice suddenly sounded: "whether you believe it or not, I never wanted to hurt him."
At the beginning, he sent Yingyan dark guard to Qingqu city in the hope that nangongyan would take the initiative to return to Kyoto by looking for snow. He couldn't see nangongyan give up the country and live a mediocre life for a woman. He should have a more beautiful life.
But in any case, he was not so cruel to poison a baby who was still in swaddling clothes.
Ji Qingxue didn't answer. Nangong Xuan sat on the bed and murmured, "there's another month..."
Ji Qingxue went straight to crape myrtle palace when she left Mingyue palace.
Nangong Yan is dealing with government affairs. Looking at his frown and sunken eye socket, Ji Qingxue is a little distressed. He hasn't been able to sleep well for several days.
Fu'an sees Ji Qingxue about to salute. Ji Qingxue gently shakes his head at him. Fu'an immediately understands.
Ji Qingxue whispered to him, "does he have a meal today?"
Fu'an shook his head: "back to the Queen's words, from yesterday to now, the emperor only drank a few cups of refreshing tea and didn't eat anything."
Ji Qingxue frowns and shows his eyebrows. How can Nangong Yan still have the strength to deal with government affairs if he doesn't eat.
Ji Qingxue said to Fu'an, "well, you go to the imperial dining room to get some hot food, and I'll find a way to let him eat."
Fu'an respectfully said, "OK, I'll go now."
Ji Qingxue approached Nangong Yan and saw that he had been staring at a picture, so he asked, "hasn't the flood in the south of the Yangtze River been solved?"
Nangong Yan was so absorbed in thinking that he didn't notice Ji Qingxue coming. He looked up and saw Ji Qingxue standing in front of him.
"Ah Xue, why are you here?"
Ji Qingxue put his hands on the paper and looked unhappy: "if I don't come again, you'll starve to death here."
Nangong Yan immediately said, "Fu'an told you about me again?"
Ji Qingxue stretched out her finger and poked him on the forehead: "so what? Things always have to be solved step by step. What if you don't eat and rest and wear out your body?"
Nangong Yan smiled and said in a deep voice, "ah Xue, don't listen to Fu'an talking there. I don't care."
Ji Qingxue simply pinched his face with both hands and said discontentedly, "you see, you have dark blue at the bottom of your eyes, and you have lost several circles."
Nangong Yan chuckled: "where did you lose so fast?"
Ji Qingxue glared at him: "dare you talk back? I said you're thin."
Nangong Yan looked at the drawings on the table and felt bored: "I can't help it. The flood in Jiangnan is more serious than in previous years, and many people are displaced. We have to think of a way as soon as possible."
Ji Qingxue asked him, "where is the outbreak of flood?"
Nangong Yan pointed to a place on the drawing: "here. The flood control embankment built before has been washed away by the flood. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid the casualties will be more serious."
That's why he felt upset recently. If he wanted to rebuild the flood control embankment, it would only take a few years, but now the disaster is urgent. Where can he have so much time.
Ji Qingxue suddenly came to the sentence: "this time, we must see the Phoenix shadow Zhao suck no force."