Jiang Wantan changed her clothes before going to the courtyard next door. When she went out, she was always worried about whether she would meet His Majesty.
But seeing that the steward was no longer at the door, His Majesty should be leaving, Jiang Wantan breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Wantan is very fond of this empress. She is extremely beautiful and two years younger than him. She is so delicate and delicate. Who wouldn't like her?
Nan Qing was wearing plain clothes and didn't have any hairpins on his head. He looked like he was ill. There was also a faint medicinal smell in the room.
You were fine yesterday morning, but why did your Majesty fall ill when you came here?
Jiang Wantan thought of the cruel deeds of His Majesty that she had heard, and suddenly felt that the empress had been bullied?!
"My daughter pays homage to the empress." Jiang Wantan saluted.
"Get up, come over here and sit down." Nan Qing waved to her.
Jiang Wantan walked over, neither humble nor overbearing, with a dignified manner. She sat next to Nan Qing.
"I haven't been in Nanling for a long time, and I haven't had any close friends since I was a child. When I saw you yesterday, I felt friendly and always wanted to talk to you. Wouldn't you be annoyed by me for calling you here now?"
Jiang Wantan noticed that when she spoke to the Imperial Master, she used the term "my palace", but when speaking to herself, she addressed herself as "me."
Jiang Wantan was a little flattered by this obvious difference.
"It won't bother me, my daughter..."
"Don't be so restrained, we can talk like friends."
Nan Qing didn't want to listen to those awkward words. The courtier and the empress were talking back and forth.
Moreover, she wanted to get closer to Jiang Wantan. She had a purpose, and she couldn't let it go if she was too restrained.
Although Jiang Wantan was a little flattered, she seemed to be very adaptable.
"good."
"I also feel that I have a close affinity with you, and I like talking to you."
Nan Qing laughed when he heard this: "What kind of refreshments do you like? I'll let them prepare it. You can have dinner at my place tonight."
"Okay, thank you, ma'am."
Jiang Wantan is still a little restrained.
Nan Qing knew that she would definitely not be able to let go completely.
The two chatted, ranging from playing the piano to embroidery, and then to the differences in customs between Nanling and Beiling.
"Does winter really last half a year in Beiling?"
Nan Qing: "Well, I hate winter the most. It's so cold, the kind of cold that can freeze someone to death."
Jiang Wantan was just about to say, "Why don't you just wear more clothes?"
But suddenly I thought, she was born as a slave girl...
Jiang Wantan: "Don't be afraid when your Majesty comes to Nanling. Nanling is like spring all year round. There will only be a thin snowfall in winter, and no snow will form. Soon the spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom."
Nan Qing: "There won't even be any snow? Then I would like to experience the winter in Nanling."
After the meal, Nan Qing stayed with Jiang Wantan to chat.
It's dark.
The palace maid brought them hot water to warm their feet.
After taking off her shoes and socks, Jiang Wantan felt a little shy, even though the other party was also a woman.
Nanqing's snow-white feet stepped into the hot water and played in the water like a child: "Wantan, you are seventeen, you should have an engagement, right? I heard that Nanling women will make engagements when they are young, fifteen or sixteen
If you get married at the age of 10, you should be engaged before you get married, right?"
Speaking of this, Jiang Wantan's expression dimmed a little, and she raised her head and said, "There was an engagement, but the person is gone."
Nan Qing was slightly surprised and said, "Then do you like him?"
Jiang Wantan: "I only met him twice at banquets."
"Does that mean you don't like or know each other?"
"Um."
Nan Qing leaned back on the soft pillow and looked at her with his chin on his hand: "If you don't like it, then why are you upset? You are the daughter of the prime minister, and it's not like you can't get married. You can choose any of the noble sons in the capital, even if you want
It's easy to marry into the palace, so why bother."
Jiang Wantan's heart trembled, she observed people very carefully...
Jiang Wantan: "If my fiancé dies, I will always..."
Nan Qing: "He has nothing to do with you. You don't need to think about a dead person. Why don't you think about what kind of young master you like. I can ask your Majesty to marry you."
Jiang Wantan was a little confused when she was asked, and she didn't know what she liked.
What kind do you like?
The face of the Imperial Master flashed through my mind.
Jiang Wantan panicked for a moment, what was she thinking?
"Who did Wan Tan think of just now? Sure enough, if you have someone you like, you don't have to think of the dead. It seems that I don't need to relieve you."
Jiang Wantan: "No...no, I don't have anyone I like..."
Nan Qing tilted his head, and the water under his feet made a splash: "Really? Did I make a mistake?"
"Mother, I really don't have anyone I like."
"Okay." Nan Qing sat up straight: "If you like her, you must tell me, and I will ask your Majesty to grant you a marriage."
Jiang Wantan heard this sentence for the second time.
"Your Majesty and your Majesty have a very good relationship."
Nan Qing smiled: "It's because we have a good relationship. I love Your Majesty deeply."
Jiang Wantan smelled the faint smell of medicine in the room and asked, "Is the empress taking some medicine?"
"You also know my background. I am in poor health and I am recovering from illness recently."
…
Nan Qing took Jiang Wantan to chat at night, and finally refused to let her go back.
After eating and drinking, Jiang Wantan let go of her guard.
The two of them lay on the same quilt and talked together.
Nan Qing inquired deeply and asked Jiang Wantan if he had anyone he liked.
Jiang Wantan's defense line collapsed when she asked, and she quickly said directly, "Master National Preceptor..."
Nan Qing: "Let's go to Bai Yuan!"
Jiang Wantan suddenly blushed: "It's not that I like him, but I think that the Imperial Master is knowledgeable and good-looking. If I want to marry, I want to marry such a person."
"There is no other person like him in the world."
Nan Qing was lying on her stomach holding a pillow, the soft flesh on her face was squeezed out of shape, and her beautiful eyes were very bright in the dark night.
Jiang Wantan: "...I don't know, alas..."
"Bai Yuanxing has reached his age. The prime minister's daughter is a perfect match for his father. Why don't I go see your majesty tomorrow..."
Jiang Wantan was so anxious that she almost rushed over and hugged Nan Qing.
She said: "No, no, empress, I am just confused and talking nonsense, you must not come to your majesty, I...I don't like the master of the country..."
Nan Qing: "Don't be afraid, I will naturally go to your majesty only if I get your approval."
Jiang Wantan: "Yeah."
Nan Qing: "I think Bai Yuanxing may not have any thoughts about you. Yesterday morning, when he saw you, he couldn't look away. What did he say about you..."
Nan Qing began to brainwash.
Jiang Wantan blushed and buried her face in the quilt.
…
On a dark mountain road, a group of people wearing night clothes were quietly going up the mountain.
The black night clothes were almost invisible in the dark night, and the figures flashed past, making it impossible to see them clearly.
One of them, a thinner but taller man, said: "We must seriously injure him, as well as Bai Yuanxing. It would be best if we could kill these two!"
"yes!"
"Those yards have been distinguished. Don't hurt... her."
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Suisui: Dang, Dang, Dang, good night, babies, Bop!
