When the lanterns first came on, the city of Luoyang seemed to be shrouded in a layer of colorful mist.
The lights inside Juxianke are bright, and business is obviously very good.
Yuchi Pingting was leaning on the railing on the balcony on the second floor and looking out. The outline of the mountain peaks in the distance flickered, as if a meteor fell occasionally. Yuchi Pingting didn't even notice. Yuchi Pingting didn't know what was wrong with her and why she came back this time.
So many things have happened in Luoyang City. The most important thing is that I seem to be trapped in these prosperous things. When did I start to have such sad and melancholy feelings?
"Mom, what are you looking at? It's been a long time since I got better." Mo Mo asked while playing with a gadget.
"No, Mom is just...thinking about something."
"Mom, what happened to you and dad? After returning to the room at noon, you brought me back to Juxianke in a panic. What happened?" Mo Mo seemed to be very dissatisfied that Yuchi Pingting didn't tell him the reason.
"It's nothing, it's just that my mother doesn't want to live there anymore..." Yuchi Pingting didn't know what to say to her son.
"Mom, has dad made you angry?" Mo Mo asked, his round face full of curiosity.
"Okay, son, don't worry about mother."
"It must be, otherwise you wouldn't have told Uncle Fu as soon as you came back that you had disappeared from all the people who came to see you at Prince Hui's Mansion." Mo Mo said with a small mouth.
Yuchi Pingting did not speak. Indeed, being so angry and irritable was not her style. Her mood should not be affected.
"Boss." Ah Fu, the boy from Juxianke, came up and said, "That young man has been standing downstairs for a long time..."
Yuchi Pingting glanced sideways at Nangong Feiran, who was standing not far from the Juxianke Gate. He was dressed in sable fur, but his majestic body was particularly clear in the night, and his hair was flying gently in the evening breeze. That figure, at this time
It seems so lonely, lonely and strange.
"Don't worry about him, go and do your work." Yuchi Pingting ordered.
Ah Fu turned around and left, and Mo Mo also took the opportunity to follow him and run downstairs.
"Mo Mo, come back." Yuchi Pingting shouted.
"Mom, Daddy will freeze if he stands outside." Mo Mo pouted.
"No one asked him to stand outside. He is just being sentimental." Yuchi Pingting looked unconcerned.
"But, mother, you must feel bad too." Mo Mo said, coming over and opening his little hands, asking Yuchi Pingting to hug him.
"Be good," Yuchi Pingting picked up her son and said, "There's nothing wrong with seeing you." After saying that, she kissed Mo Mo on the cheek and returned to the room.
Nangong Feiran wanted to chase Yuchi Pingting since he came out of Guanhe Pavilion, but he didn't know how to say it. This was the first time that he, who was always steady, got confused because of a woman. When he was hesitating and wandering in the room, he suddenly heard Yuchi Pingting.
Xiaotao, the maid, came to report that Yuchi Pingting had led Mo Mo away.
At that moment, Nangong Feiran suddenly felt a knife-like pain in his heart. The softest place in the heart of the God of War, who was known for his ruthlessness, seemed to be cut open with a knife. Nangong Feiran no longer hesitated and immediately chased after him on horseback.
, but the waiter said that Yuchi Pingting didn’t see anyone from Prince Hui’s palace.
With his identity and ability, it would not be difficult for Nangong Feiran to break in and have a look at Yuchi Pingting, but he knew that with Yuchi Pingting's temper, there would be no results unless she decided to see him.
Nangong Feiran was like a stubborn child. If he couldn't get what he wanted, he kept standing there, waiting for Yuchi Pingting. His slender figure seemed not to move at all.
"Mom, daddy is still down there." Mo Mo kept going back and forth between the balcony and the room. He wanted to go down and hug daddy, but he knew that would make Yuchi Pingting unhappy, so he kept going to see if daddy was gone.
, and then told her in Yuchi Pingting's room that she hoped her mother would change her mind and see her father.
But Yuchi Pingting seemed to be determined. She just concentrated on reading and seemed to turn a deaf ear to Mo Mo's words.
And this night, Nangong Feiran and Yuchi Pingting were not the only ones who had trouble falling asleep.
Hua Ningmou was alone in the courtyard, drinking wine facing the moon.
"Rest? Without the prince, how can I rest peacefully?" Hua Ningmou felt as if she had knocked over the five-flavor bottle. Logically speaking, she succeeded in making Yuchi Pingting see her and Nangong Feiran's good deeds according to her own plan.
, but she never expected that Yuchi Pingting would be so calm and disdainful, while Nangong Feiran would be so abnormally excited.
When she heard the news that Yuchi Pingting had left, she was really happy for a while, thinking that Mrs. Beixiang's words were indeed true. Since the emperor's marriage could not be divorced by the son, then she should be allowed to withdraw on her own initiative and let someone else marry her.
The way for a woman to give up on a man is to let her see this man with other women...
So she asked her cousin Song Jingyun to buy Hehe incense and put it in her purse. She and Nangong Feiran came to Guanhe Pavilion first, and then took out the purse sachet for Nangong Feiran to smell. The plan went very smoothly, and she and
It was exactly as expected, even Yuchi Pingting came in at the right time. But why was it like this? She didn't have any joy of success. Nangong Feiran's eyes when he looked at her were full of anger and disappointment, making all her pride disappear.
not see.
Especially when she heard that the crown prince was chasing Yuchi Pingting, her mind was broken bit by bit.
"Auntie, don't drink any more. You've drank a lot, so be careful with your health." Yulan reminded.
At this moment, a man hurried in. This man was Song Jingyun.
"Cousin, where is the prince? Are you still there?" Hua Ningmou saw Song Jingyun coming back and asked impatiently. She and Song Jingyun looked like master and servant in front of outsiders, but in private they still looked like cousins.
"Cousin, you'd better stop thinking about it and go to bed early." Song Jingyun said a little darkly. Seeing his cousin so upset, he felt a little distressed.
"Cousin, has the prince always been outside the Juxiankemen?" Hua Ningmu's voice was trembling, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.
"Yes." Song Jingyun nodded and said, "The prince has been standing outside, and that woman seems unwilling to see him."
"What kind of charming magic did that woman use to make the prince so fascinated?" Hua Ning's eyes burst out with flames of jealousy.
"Cousin, don't worry. The Crown Prince will go on an expedition tomorrow. This expedition will definitely take a month or two. Since she won't see the Crown Prince, wouldn't it be better? When you come back from the expedition, you must see the Crown Prince first. As time goes by, we will become strangers.
, the prince will naturally be indifferent to her, and that arrogant woman will also know how to leave her. Sooner or later, the position of the prince and concubine will be yours." Song Jingyun comforted.
In the eleventh prince's palace, Nangong Quanhe held a banquet in honor of his eldest grandson Wuque.
"What's the reason for today's banquet?" Changsun Wuque was a little puzzled, because someone in the court mentioned the matter of establishing a prince today. Obviously, the Eighth Prince Party was more hopeful, and he didn't understand why the Ten who had always been furious about this matter.
Why does the First Prince seem to be in a particularly good mood now?
"Brother Changsun, I have something to ask of you." The eleventh prince said, but there was no distress on his face.
"Why are we so at odds with each other? Let's just say it." Changsun Wuque was a little confused.
"Listen to me slowly." The Eleventh Prince paused and continued: "The army will go out tomorrow and return victoriously two months later. At that time, most of the returning generals will be my people, and the Eighth Prince's most capable assistant
Nangong Feiran, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to speak at that time." A sly smile flashed on the eleventh prince's face, and then he continued: "I want you to help me, but within these two months, don't let anyone
Father, I know that the emperor has heard some bad rumors about me, and he prefers the gentle and gentle eighth prince. If you establish a prince at this time, father will definitely make him a prince, so I want you to find a way to make him a prince.
My uncle stopped those who called for the crown prince in the court, and I will also ask the queen and aunt to say good things about me in front of my father. As long as the army returns, everything will come to fruition." Nangong Quanhe showed a confident smile on his face.
.
"With the help of my father and the queen, it is possible not to establish a crown prince during the army's expedition, but you have to tell me whether you are sure about this matter." Changsun Wuque no longer believed that he was always causing trouble.
Good friends now.
"Haha, no problem, I'm afraid you will thank me then." Nangong Quanhe smiled so hard that it made people feel a little scared.
"Can you speak clearly once and for all and don't make me guess again?" Changsun Wuque didn't know what he was going to do.
"If Nangong Feiran can come back alive from this expedition, haha, then I will give up the position of prince to the eighth prince. If he doesn't come back alive, then you will have another chance to pursue that fierce woman." Nangong
Quanhe said and winked at Changsun Wuque.
"What? You said that Nangong Feiran will die in this expedition?" Changsun Wuque was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that the ones you want to suppress this time are just some Southern barbarian thieves? They are not a regular army. Even if it is a regular army, then
Nangong Feiran may not die on the battlefield, right?" Changsun Wuque was surprised by his thoughts.
"Haha, yes, the enemy can't hurt him, but I sent someone he didn't even think of to handle this matter. Even if that person misses, Nangong Feiran can come back alive, then I have a bigger crime.
Hold him." Changsun Wuque said harshly: "No matter what, he will die. If he comes back, he will definitely regret that he did not die on the battlefield!"
Changsun Wuque didn't speak, just drank a glass of wine silently, and then said meaningfully: "I hope nothing will go wrong this time."