Chapter 83 A good show is on. "Nalan Zhenqi is my apprentice. You can like him, but don't make any bad ideas about him." Jing Yirong warned.
"Huh," Qiao Shuang'er said disdainfully, "Jing Yirong, don't think that everyone is the same as you, thinking that everything you do has a goal. If Nalan Zhenqi is really my destined lover, how can I let it go?
He’s hurt every bit, but it’s not too late for me to like him.”
"This is best." Jing Yirong closed her eyes and began to rest. Since An Wan was openly against her, she no longer needed to keep her. As for Nalan Nanxian, she should let him know that she was her biological child.
What kind of virtue does a father have?
Qiao Shuang'er turned her head and opened the curtains and looked out the window at the quiet official road, feeling the sobriety of Leng Jian's blow pointing to her cheek. She was sick. She had been sick since she was born, so she had been sick for a long time.
She will leave this world at any time, so she must seize the time to like someone. Nalan Zhenqi is the first man she is interested in after meeting him. Whether she likes him or not, now she wants to stay with him.
Brother Liu Mo said that there is a person in the world whose blood can save her, but if Brother Liu Mo fell in love with that person, how could she let him use his own life to save her.
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When Nalan Zhenqi made arrangements for the Jing family, it was already the next morning, and when he returned to the Prince's Palace, it happened to be time for breakfast.
Qiao Shuang'er diligently set out the bowls and chopsticks for Nalan Zhenqi, pulled Nalan Zhenqi to sit next to her, "Come and have some porridge after a hard night."
"Sister Qiao, this bowl of porridge was served for me by sister Xiao Yan," Nalan Zhijin pouted and watched Qiao Shuang'er bring the bowl of porridge in front of her to Nalan Zhenqi.
Qiao Shuang'er patted Nalan Zhijin's head and said, "You can't leave your seventh brother alone. He has been busy all night. It's not like you are like a pig these days, either eating or sleeping."
"Because I was injured, and I was injured because I was trying to save Brother Seventh." Nalan Zhijin protested dissatisfied, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Qiao Shuang'er paused, "You were injured because you were trying to save Nalan Zhenqi?"
"Yes." Nalan Zhijin nodded solemnly, fearing that Qiao Shuang'er wouldn't believe it, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Seventh Brother."
Seeing Nalan Zhenqi nodding, Qiao Shuang'er scratched her head quickly, glanced sideways at Nalan Qingyi, took the porridge from his hand and placed it in front of Nalan Zhijin, "You didn't save Nalan Zhenqi last night.
Even after holding An Wan back, her carrier pigeon flew out, so don't drink porridge."
Nalan Qingyi looked at his empty hands. Qiao Shuang'er's words made him feel guilty, "I'm sorry. If it weren't for my mistake last night, you wouldn't have been hurt."
"Brother Prince, please don't apologize. No one would have thought that An Wan would contact Ge Jiangke in that way." Nalan Zhenqi glanced at Qiao Shuang'er and hurriedly comforted Nalan Qingyi.
Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong, who was eating breakfast by himself and seemed not to have noticed their discussion.
Yue Ya handed Nalan Zhenqi a bun, "You were tired last night, eat more."
"Thank you," Nalan Zhenqi took it with a smile and pushed the porridge in front of him to Nalan Qingyi, "Prince, I'd better drink porridge, I'll just eat the steamed buns."
Seeing this, Qiao Shuang'er's enthusiastic mood was instantly extinguished as if being doused by a bucket of ice water, and she became breathless.
Nalan Zhijin looked at Qiao Shuang'er who was silent and suddenly felt a little sympathy for her.
Jing Yirong finished eating and said, "Zhenqi, we will start practicing martial arts after breakfast. Don't be lazy."
"What?" Qiao Shuang'er immediately inflated like an inflated balloon, "Jing Yirong, are you mistaken? Nalan Zhenqi didn't sleep at all last night. If you really want to practice martial arts, let this little one do it."
Fat Pig should not let Nalan Zhenqi practice martial arts."
"You are the little fat pig!" All the sympathy Nalan Zhijin had just disappeared. He was obviously very thin, why did he always say that to him?
Jing Yirong turned a deaf ear to Qiao Shuang'er's words, stood up and returned to the room.
Qiao Shuang'er was so angry that her cheeks bulged when she saw Zao Jingyi Rong being ignored all the time. Xiao Yan shook her head, she had never seen such a cute girl before, "Shuang'er, no one can change what the Crown Princess decides.
, if you really do it for the Seventh Prince, why not accompany him to practice martial arts."
"Yueya can accompany me," Nalan Zhenqi said hurriedly. Xiao Yan felt a little embarrassed and smiled at Qiao Shuang'er.
Qiao Shuang'er looked indifferent, "It doesn't matter, you are all practicing in the courtyard anyway. She will accompany you, and I can watch you two practice martial arts, just like a free acrobatic performance." Qiao Shuang'er took Nalan Zhen in anger.
The porridge in front of Qi, "If you don't want to drink it, I will drink it myself."
"Ah". Qiao Shuang'er drank a little hastily because she was too angry, and accidentally burned her mouth.
Nalan Zhijin burst out laughing immediately, and Nalan Zhenqi couldn't help but smile because of Qiao Shuang'er's straightforward performance. For a moment, he actually felt that Qiao Shuang'er was a little cute, although it was very troublesome.
Nalan Qingyi didn't care about other people's affairs at all. He had been wanting to find Jing Yirong since Jing Yirong left the dinner table. He pushed open Jing Yirong's door and looked at the clean wound on Jing Yirong's forehead.
, "I'm sorry, last night was all because of my mistakes."
"It's not surprising that you're so stupid and can't think of these things." Although Jing Yirong said it rudely, there was no intention of blaming Nalan Qingyi in his tone.
Nalan Qingyi stepped forward and gently brushed the injury on Jing Yi's forehead, her eyebrows tightly furrowed, her eyes filled with distress, "Does it hurt?"
"It's just a minor injury." Jing Yirong unnaturally softened her voice because Nalan Qingyi's distress was too obvious.
"I'm sorry," Nalan Qingyi said sincerely.
Jing Yirong took Nalan Qingyi's hand and said, "There is nothing to say I'm sorry for."
Nalan Qingyi suddenly pulled Jing Yirong into his arms, "I have to say sorry when I do something wrong. If Yirong does something else wrong in the future, will you forgive me so easily?"
"I won't answer hypothetical questions." Jing Yirong stretched out her hand to wrap around Nalan Qingyi's waist. When she was happy, she was used to such hugs and would get used to resting in his arms every time she did something.
meeting.
The guilt in Nalan Qingyi's eyes disappeared, this was no longer a hypothetical question.
Jing Yirong felt that Nalan Qingyi's embrace was like a warm harbor. It would dilute the murderous aura in her heart, making people unable to help but soften for it. Jing Yirong had rested enough and was full of energy. It was time to find someone
It's time for An Wan to settle accounts.
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When Jing Yirong stood in front of An Wan, An Wan tried her best to suppress the inexplicable fear in her heart, "The Crown Princess came to my palace today, I don't know what happened."
"Why is the Queen so nervous when she sees me?" Jing Yirong smiled, "Let me guess what the Queen is going to do today? You guessed it, the most important thing is to wait for the Prime Minister to return and see if he can bring
Good news, isn’t it?”
An Wan looked shocked, "What on earth are you talking about? I don't understand a word of it."
"It doesn't matter if you want to pretend to be me," Jing Yirong said with an indifferent expression, "As long as you know it in your heart, that's fine. But maybe you will be disappointed in the result that you will be the Queen. The Prime Minister probably won't be able to come back because I heard that the Prime Minister is ill.
And it’s quite serious, I really don’t know how many days I can live.”
"What do you mean?" An Wan looked nervous.
Jing Yirong stared at An Wan intently, "Queen, you are really worried about the Prime Minister."
"What did you do to him?" An Wan had completely lost her composure. She walked up to Jing Yirong and asked, "Jing Yirong, what did you do?"
"An Wan, if you dare to let Ge Jiangke threaten me, you should expect the fate of Ge Jiangke." Jing Yirong said in a cold tone, "If you really want to know what happened to him, you can go and see him, but
I guess the queen will not condescend to see a little prime minister. An Wan, do you know that I made a bet with Ge Jiangke yesterday."
"What kind of bet?" An Wan looked wary.
Jing Yirong smiled, "Actually, it's not a big bet. It's just that Prime Minister Ge said that if you heard that he was ill, you would definitely come to see him, but I didn't believe it, so we made this bet. If I lose, I will
I can let the Prime Minister go, but if he loses, he said he is willing to tell me a secret."
"Secret?" An Wan was startled. Ge Jiangke would not drag down their mother and son before he died.
"Although I'm not interested in other people's secrets, Prime Minister Ge plausibly said that this secret can make the prince's position more stable, so I couldn't help but be a little curious." Jing Yirong saw An Wan in a panic, "I
I just came here to tell the queen that the prime minister’s disease can be contagious to others, so the queen had better not go see him.”
After Jing Yirong finished speaking, she walked out of An Wan's palace without looking back. Xiao Yan followed Jing Yirong, "Will An Wan be fooled?"
"Yes," Jing Yirong said confidently, "because she is selfish enough. She is so powerful now that she is too afraid of losing everything, so she will go to Ge Jiangke to warn him not to tell everything."
"What if she doesn't go?" Xiao Yan was still worried, "Don't they still have flying pigeons to send messages?"
Jing Yirong stopped and said, "Xiao Yan, don't you know what kind of person An Wan is? Now that Ge Jiangke's action has failed, he can only pose a threat to An Wan while he is alive. Only the dead can keep secrets. An Wan
Wan will not keep Ge Jiangke for one more day. So she will definitely go to the Prime Minister's Mansion in person tonight, and I think it's time for Nalan Zhenhai to watch a good show."
"What does the Crown Princess plan to do?"
"I'll go see Nalan Zhenhai later, you go back to the palace first." After Jing Yirong said that, he walked towards the imperial study and walked in without even giving him time to wait for the announcement.
Nalan Zhenhai raised his head from a pile of memorials and said, "You are getting more and more courageous, and you actually dare to go straight to the imperial study."
"I'm here to tell you to watch a good show." Jing Yirong didn't salute and directly found a seat to sit down. "You should have always hoped to have a good excuse to depose the queen. Now I can use this reason.
for you."
Jing Yirong knew very well that Nalan Zhenhai was annoyed that An Wan and her family had been suppressing him.
Nalan Zhenhai put down the brush in his hand, "What show? When? Where can I watch it?"
"Tonight, the Prime Minister's Mansion," Jing Yirong pretended, "As for what the show is, of course you have to watch it before you can feel it. There's no point in telling you directly now."
Nalan Zhenhai raised his thick eyebrows and already had some confidence in his heart, "I will follow you to see what the show is about."
"Don't be late," Jing Yirong stood up, "because this scene will be very exciting, so you can't miss it."