Chapter 299

After supper, Qingfeng has been sitting at the window reading books, tuckahoe quietly beside, in the daytime time is urgent, always worried about something wrong, many things do not think about, now quiet down, she can not help but panic. They are setting up the empress dowager, and they are still committing the crime of illegally communicating with the prince of the enemy country. If there is any mistake, it is the disaster of killing the nine families. Then Mrs. rilou just doesn't have time to talk about the details of the plan with the master. The master still does what she can. The feelings between their sisters make her moved. Tuckahoe raises her head quietly and takes a look at Qingfeng. She is very quiet all the time. Tuckahoe knows that she must also be upset, because the book in her hand hasn't turned the page since it was opened.

Just after the time of lighting, a few noises suddenly came from the outside of the hall, but they were not very loud. Only the sound of hurried footsteps outside was heard, and it soon came to peace. Tuckahoe frowned and wanted to go out to see what was going on. Qingfeng gently grasped her wrist and said softly, "don't go."

Poria also want to say what, Qingfeng and light said a sentence, "watch its change." It's no use asking about anything at this time. They just need to wait for one result.

"Well." It's dark. Poria lights in the inner room. I'm afraid that Qingfeng might hurt his eyes by reading at night. Poria lights up a few more. The candle light fills the whole inner room in an instant. It's bright and dazzling. Qingfeng still stares at the book that hasn't been flipped. It's another hour to sit. Poria brought hot tea, green maple took a sip, slowly closed the book, only left a small lamp in front of the window, the others were blown out.

"Go and have a rest." Yan Hongtian should not have come.

"Master......" The silence of green maple is terrible tonight.

After a day of mental tension, Qingfeng was very tired. He didn't want to say anything. He waved to tuckahoe and said, "let's go."

"Yes." Tuckahoe can only retreat quietly.

Qingfeng lies down with her clothes together, but she can't sleep. She guesses that Yan Hongtian may not come tonight, but the peace in the palace is beyond her expectation. If the elder sister's plan becomes successful, the Empress Dowager will be involved in the case of private communication with the enemy country, and not to mention what kind of uproar will arise in the court, how can the various forces related to the Empress Dowager in the palace fail to act? If the elder sister's plan fails, it is to frame the Empress Dowager's crime. How could Yang Zhilan stop there? It should not be so peaceful anyway.

There is only a solitary lamp left in the inner room. In the dim yellow light, everything in the room is very fuzzy, just like the thoughts of green maple at the moment, a chaos. Painting can calm her mind. Qingfeng gets up and goes to the study. She unfolds the rice paper and holds the brush in her hand. For a while, she doesn't know what she wants to draw.

"Well..." Qingfeng was still thinking about it. Suddenly, there was a strange feeling in his abdomen. For a moment, he felt like a puff of air in his belly, or a gentle stroke by something. It was very light, like an illusion. Qingfeng stared at his bulging abdomen, sighed in his heart, what a wonderful feeling Is it the baby in the belly moving?

She once hated the child and wanted to use him. But at this moment, her heart suddenly filled with energy. She stroked her upper abdomen lightly and wanted to feel the movement from under her belly again. But after a long time, she never felt that again. Qingfeng sighed. He was disappointed. He didn't have the heart to draw. He was worried.

Qingfeng pushed open the door, and the maid who was waiting at the door hurriedly greeted him: "Niang."

"All down."

Two little maids look at each other, dare not make a sound, and return to the room. Tonight is not the full moon, but the moonlight is very clear. The swing under the tree swings slightly with the night wind. Since she was pregnant, she hasn't sat on the swing. Tonight, I don't know what happened. Suddenly, I miss the feeling of the ups and downs on the swing. Holding the hemp rope on both sides of the swing, Qingfeng sat up carefully.

No one pushed her, and she didn't dare to shake too much. She just swung back and forth. The swing swung up gently. Her hair, along with the breeze, crossed her cheek softly. It was a little itchy, but very comfortable. Suddenly, the abdomen crossed the strange movement again. As soon as Qingfeng's body was stiff, his hands gently and gently caressed his raised belly, for fear of disturbing the little things in his belly, she felt the heart throbbing movement in his abdomen. This time, she really felt that it was the children in his belly. Is it the child who reminds her that it's time to sleep? The corner of her mouth raised a warm smile when she didn't care. She didn't realize that the smile was like the spring wind in March, moistening things silently but nourishing the mind.

Gao Jin stands behind Yan Hongtian and looks at the master who has arrived at the gate of the Qingfeng hall but seems to be stuck by something. He looks at the past doubtfully and sees a beautiful and gentle smile. The emperor never drinks in the imperial study, but he has been drinking for two hours in silence tonight. Unfortunately, the wine has not relieved his worries at all. The more the emperor drinks, the more the Yin rush is. Now it seems that it has dissipated.

Qingfeng just got up, the gate of the courtyard was suddenly pushed open. Qingfeng was scared and wanted to call people, but after seeing the tall figure, the whole person was frozen there.

Yan Hongtian?

The dark golden robe made him invisible in the night. They were far away from each other, but the strong smell of wine made her step back. His steps are a little frivolous, but his eyes are unusually clear. Two people only looked at each other, Yan Hongtian then turned around to enter the house.

Green maple hesitated for a while, or into the house, the main hall did not see Yan Hongtian's figure, green maple towards the inner room to see.

She thought that Gao Jin had helped Yan Hongtian to bed, but she didn't think that Yan Hongtian was sitting on the ground in front of the bed, with her back against the bed lattice, but sitting on the ground like this, she didn't look embarrassed, like a lazy and dangerous cheetah. Gao Jin looks at the master sitting on the ground with a dignified face. He doesn't know what to do for a while. See her come in, Gao Jin eyes across a clean, green maple can't grasp that is what mood, back to God, Gao Jin has turned back to go out. Yan Hongtian is like this now. She thinks she can't handle it. She wants to stop Gao Jin. He has left the house and closed the door steadily.

Qingfeng stood by the screen, afraid to approach. She didn't know whether Yan Hongtian was really drunk or pretended to be drunk. She had never seen his ruthlessness. She was afraid that she would never forget the burning pain when she clasped her throat like a hawk's claw. Now she has a child, she can't tolerate any flash loss.

"Come here."

The low and hoarse voice is still domineering, and the candlelight is unknown. Qingfeng can only see Yan Hongtian's expressionless face, but can't see those deep eyes. Dare not annoy Yan Hongtian, Qingfeng still walked towards him, but did not dare to be too close to him. It was cold on the ground. Qingfeng moved aside and sat on the wooden collapse with shoes beside the bed.

Qingfeng just sat down, a strong smell of wine came, and Yan Hongtian's body was full of the breath of Yin, which made her palms sweat. The candle light in the inner room was getting darker and darker. At last, it was extinguished. The inner room was suddenly darkened. As soon as the body of Qingfeng was stiff, her senses were more acute in the dark. She could feel that his breath was much heavier than before, and her anger was still there, which seemed to be full of sadness. Desolate? Qingfeng frowns. How can she use the word to describe him? What does he know about sadness?

"What is the feeling of brotherhood?"

The mute voice is less dignified than usual. It's as plain as the most common question in daily life. However, Qingfeng's eyebrows are more and more wrinkled. If he asks like this, Qingfeng must think that he is playing with her. Yanhongtian always knows her sister's status in her heart. But in today's situation, she can feel that yanhongtian is very serious to ask again, but why? Unable to guess Yan Hongtian's mind, Qingfeng thought about it, and said lightly, "warm feeling."

"What's the feeling of warmth?" the cold voice continued

Warm Qingfeng thought of the scene when the three sisters were painting and writing poems together by the lotus pond. I still remember that when she saw the cool water in the hot summer, she couldn't help but take off her shoes and socks and paddle in the pond. As a result, she was scolded by the elder sister. But when she was asked by her parents why the skirt corner was wet for a large area, the elder sister and the younger sister were eager to help her round the lie. Recalling the happy times in the past, Qingfeng chuckled: "grow up together, accompany and take care of each other. Will laugh at you, scold you, but always protect you, even if just think of them, the heart will warm feeling. "

Warm? Yan Hongtian's black eyes are light. What kind of feeling should that be? Born in the king's home, there are many brothers and sisters, but they never know what it is called to accompany and take care of each other, let alone protect each other. As a prince, even if you don't fight or rob, living is a hindrance. When you are young, you have Lou Xiyan to accompany you, which makes him not so lonely. Unfortunately, Xiyan is always a minister, not a person connected by blood, and those so-called brothers and feet never make him feel "Warm", only the bone cold.

Adapted to the darkness, green maple gradually can see the situation in the room. Looking up at the person on his side, he still sits on the edge of the bed like that, but this time she can't even see his expression clearly, only vaguely see the cold outline under the moonlight, maybe unconsciously clenching his teeth, and the firm side face is more sharp like the edge carved by cutting stone.

"What does it feel like to have a mother and a son?"

It's still such a low and plain question. Qingfeng has guessed why Yan Hongtian looks like this tonight. My sister's plan should be successful. Qingfeng is still thinking about how to answer, but yanhongtian suddenly raises his head and laughs. The laughter is not bright, low and deep, and with a certain degree of ridicule, "I can't understand what you said, I only kill my brothers by hand and foot. Today, in order to eliminate the influence of the Yang family in the imperial court, I forced my birth mother away from the Imperial Palace and imprisoned in the Royal Cemetery. Love between mother and son Ha ha. "

The forbidden queen? Green maple took a breath of cool air, didn't it Lou Xiyan goes to jail, and the so-called Lou Xiang betrays the country and collaborators are all arranged by Yan Hongtian? Just to eliminate the Yang family? Is it Yan Hongtian, too?