Why did Luoxi have a good face for Yan Jing, but Yan Jing hasn't said anything in the past three years, why did he say it alone tonight? Could it be that what Luoxi said today especially angered him?

While wondering, Xie Wanqing comforted Luoxi Road: "Don't you usually say you don't care about him? Then why are you sad today because of his words? Isn't it a struggle between yourself and yourself?"

"I hate him, I hate him! I hate him! I don't want to be in Yanfu anymore, I want to go back to the palace ..." Luoxi said and kicked up on the ground again.

"Be careful, there are fragments on the ground--" Xie Wanqing hurriedly stopped her and looked at her and said, "Since you hate him, then why do you care why he married you? Besides, what kind of person is he? You haven't known for a long time? Yan Xiangye, who was a long-time son, he did n’t like you, not your reason, but his own, he ... "she murmured:" His heart is only afraid of Jiang Ji She Ji, all In terms of power, how can you be nostalgic for a woman? And Master Han, do you doubt the feelings of Master Han for you because of Yan Xiang's words? Nowadays, all the people know that the prime minister, Yan Jing, is the person in power in the world, who does not? Do you know that you want to fetter Yan Jing to please Yan Jing? But Master Han supports the emperor and does not depend on him. What do you think is the reason? "

With tears on his face, Luoxi looked at her and asked slowly: "What's the reason?"

Xie Wanqing smiled: "Silly Princess, of course it is because of you!" Wiping the tears off her eyes, Xie Wanqing pinched her hand: "The future is very important for men, but Master Han has to care about even his career. Because of you, you dare to swim with you even after you have married Yan Xiang. In this way, do you still think he likes not your person? You are a princess, and Yan Jing married you and became a relative of the emperor. He was a bit higher, but it was different for Master Han to be your pony. In the current situation, to be honest, he might as well be a relationship with Yan Jing as a pony, do n’t you think? "

That ’s right, she already knew who Yan Yan was. He was a man who did n’t spit out bones. He was only thinking about power, only over 10,000 people under one person, and maybe even thinking about being an emperor. How could he really like someone? Was he going to be married to her, wasn't he just a little taller for his humble origin? Besides, he only married her because she was a princess. Did n’t she agree to marry him because of her mother ’s persuasion? If he really wanted to say that she liked her, she still felt sick! And Zi Nan ... As Xie Wanqing said, Zi Nan really likes her, but the father and emperor went too early, but only encountered Yan Jing ’s horizontal block.

After thinking about the two most sad points, Luoxi relaxed in his heart, and broke into a smile: "I am stupid. If I believed in the old thing, he was angry when he said it casually."

Xie Wanqing smiled and said: "You haven't been told, it's normal that you can't accept it for a while. Well, crying and crying, and making trouble, it's deeper into the middle of the night, so go to sleep."

"Well, okay." Luoxi said, turning back, but saw the pillow quilt scattered all over the floor, and the exquisite carved nanmu bed where the bed sheet was half.

Xie Wanqing realized this, and thought about it, said: "I'm afraid it will take some time to pack it up here. You might as well go to my bed and go to sleep for a night, I will let An'an and they clean up another room. I'll go to bed when I'm done. "

"But aren't you sleepy?"

"Don't worry, I'm not sleepy. I fell asleep early. I'm still very energetic. I don't care about it. As long as I put a quilt on the bed, I can fall asleep, or you go to bed first." Xie Wanqing said Lift her up from the ground.

Luoxi wiped her tears and her swollen eyes could not be opened. She helped her to walk out of the room carefully.

After Luoxi fell asleep, Xie Wanqing came out of the room and looked at the dark Izumo Pavilion. Ning Mei raised her thoughts and walked into the garden.

The lights of Izumo Pavilion never seem to be on, and the Luoxi room is already in a wolf, and the study was dark when it was just passing by. Yan Jing did n’t go anywhere, so he probably has n’t slept now, nor Maybe he was out of the house, if he didn't sleep, maybe ... he would be somewhere in the garden?

Xie Wanqing only had a bit of speculation and a hint of hope, but did not want to make a half turn in the garden. He actually saw a figure as tall as a pines in the gazebo at the front.

Only a black silhouette under the moonlight can make her heart shrink suddenly.

On the first day back to Beijing, she saw him.

That day happened to be overcast, and the end of summer was a little sultry. She was tired of body and mind, and she couldn't make any effort. What's more, the state of mind at that time was as dark as the sky above.

Jingcheng is no longer what he was like when he was a child. Everything has changed and nothing is as old as before. She finally has to admit that in the past, she can never go back.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the driver got out of the car to see it. He said that there was a small problem, so just repair it.

Then she heard the uncle sitting outside the car said unpleasantly: "Get it right, but Yanfu in front, let people see that we parked the carriage here without leaving, and mistakenly thought that we had finished any attempt!"

She lifted the curtain and looked out. While feeling a breath of coolness, she also saw a magnificent mansion on the left side of the front. Two mighty stone lions in front of the door hung a large black plaque with gold letters on the top There are two big words "Yan House" written on it.

Seeing the uncle's panic, he seemed to be in awe of the master of Yanfu, but in memory, no one with a very honorable identity was surnamed Yan.

After breathing for a while, he was about to put down the curtain, but the sound of a "dada" horseshoe came from his ear. The sound of the horse's hoof gradually slowed down, and it seemed that she was about to stop. There was a sudden faint feeling in her heart: the coming person was the master of Yanfu.

Thinking about it, a straight figure came into her eyes, and when she reacted, the figure on the brown horse had been swept in front of the carriage, followed by several other people who also rode and guarded.

The tall man wearing an ink-colored brocade stopped at the gate of Yanfu in front and turned over and dismounted.

They are not far away, but she can only see his profile in the carriage. Although it was just a side face, she still moved her heart at that moment.

He has a pair of distinctive sword eyebrows, a strong nose, and thick lips that are very serious when he does not speak. His skin is not as fair as other dignitaries, even a little bit dark. In many places, he is not like a person in a high position, such as the age of twenty or thirty, such as a strong and tall body like Wufu. There is that skin that is not like a good person, but ... from his horse passing by her eyes, and from the moment he turned and dismounted in her eyes, she knew that he must not be a common person.

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