Chapter 396

Nangong Yan now finds that Ji Qingxue is actually a very tossing person. I don't know why she insists on coming to the back mountain to wait for the sunrise.

The night dew is heavy, and the day is particularly cold. Nangong Yan can only hold her tightly in his arms and try his best to warm her.

"Ah Xue is better?" Nangong Yan is still worried about her body.

At night, Ji Qingxue's eyes seemed to be embedded with stars. She didn't speak, but looked at him and smiled.

Nangong Yan couldn't help but reach out and pinch her pretty face: "you always think of one thing and another."

Ji Qingxue raised her eyebrows: "even so, you don't have nothing to do with me."

Nangong Yan paused a little, and then learned her usual tone: "is this something to be proud of?"

Ji Qingxue nodded solemnly: "I feel very proud."

Nangong Yan looked at her in frustration and hugged her hands tightly: "it's cold at night. Don't be frozen."

For a long time, Nangong Yan heard the people in his arms whispering: "it turned out that you felt like this when you were here alone."

Nangong Yan was shocked and stopped smiling at his lips: "what did ah Xue say?"

Ji Qingxue closed her eyes and squeezed into his arms: "Mingming heard it and asked me what to do?"

I'm just imagining how you feel when you sit alone in this place in those days, and what kind of way I should use to calm your loneliness.

Nangong Yan didn't ask again, and Ji Qingxue didn't speak again. They hugged each other quietly.

It was always the darkest day before dawn. After countless lonely and lengthy nights, Nangong Yan finally had someone willing to accompany him.

Wei Guo, King Ning's residence.

Someone brought a wooden box back from Dayan and specially sent someone to the king's house. The servant thought it was something valuable. Holding the box, he sent it to Sima Jingxuan's room.

As soon as the Sima's mirror hung and opened the box, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils. Then he looked at the box with one hand and two feet. The scene was very frightening.

Sima Jing frowned. It seems that their identity has been found, so he asked people to send these things back, just to warn him not to mess around in the future.

When I entered the room, I saw him staring at the box: "what a heavy smell of blood."

Seeing her coming, Sima Jing hung and closed the box. His resentment was very strange: "what else can't I see?"

"Trust me, you don't want to see it." Sima Jing called for the servants to dispose of these things.

"Is there any news from Dayan?"

Sima Jing's face is as cold as ice. Qingxue is pregnant. She has nangongyan's child.

I hate to know that he has been in a bad mood recently, and I don't know how to persuade him. I can't help feeling this kind of thing after all.

"I've determined one thing." the imperial seal carried by Baili Jianzhou must have something to do with the treasure.

This is why he wanted Poria cocos to seize the imperial seal.

"Tiefeng, the God who built the treasure house in those days, had an inseparable relationship with the royal family of Qi, and the Baili family seemed to know more about the treasure than the Wuling family," he said

Sima Jing thought in suspense: "I may have to leave Weiguo for a period of time, and the rest will be left to you."

"Where are you going?"

Sima Jing looked out of the house for a long time. He said, "I miss her."

It was just daybreak, and the sun just showed a little outline on the other side of the mountain. The orange light had inlaid a layer of Phnom Penh on the thin cloud.

Nangong Yan couldn't wait to wake up the man in his arms: "ah Xue, look."

Ji Qingxue rubbed her eyes and kept muttering, "is the sunrise?"

Ji Qingxue patted her face to wake herself up. She looked in the direction of Nangong Yan's finger. She said happily, "it's so beautiful."

Nangong Yan looked down at her frozen red nose, angry and funny: "well, it's very beautiful."

The sun rose in the East, and the warm sun slowly sprinkled on them. After the heavy snow, several little squirrels came out of the forest behind them, looking for food, adding a glimmer of vitality to the earth.

Ji Qingxue leaned against Nangong Yan's shoulder: "I don't know if we can see such a sunrise at home in the future."

Nangong Yan was very determined: "of course."

At the same time, Nangong Yan kept her request in his heart silently. He thought he must choose a place convenient for watching the sunrise in the future.

After watching the sunrise, nangongyan carried her down the mountain again. When she returned to Hanshan Temple, nangongyan still refused to put her down.

The little monk who got up to do morning class looked at them. Both of them couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing.

Ji Qingxue secretly blushed and whispered in Nangong Yan's ear, "you put me down."

Nangong Yan refused: "it's snowed heavily these days. The snow is very deep. I'd better carry you, so as not to wet your shoes and socks later."

"..." someone's face reddened.

Mukong stands at the door of the meditation room. Nangong Yan says goodbye to him. Ji Qingxue is forced on his back by him. Finally, he can only bury his head deeper silently.

"I think madam likes the plum blossoms in the temple very much, so I asked the little monks to pick some petals early in the morning. Madam can take the petals back to make wine or tea. Even if it's my intention, I hope you don't dislike it."

Ji Qingxue quickly poked his head out from behind: "don't dislike, don't dislike, trouble master."

My eyes seem to have deep meaning: "so I won't send you two. I hope my wife will remember what I said. If you forget it."

Ji Qingxue nodded at him. Nangong Yan was puzzled: "what did he tell you?"

Ji Qingxue deliberately walked around him: "the master said that you are lucky to marry me."

Nangong Yan smiled but said nothing wrong.

Ji Qingxue holds the petals and Nangong Yan carries her all the way. It's the first time she has been carried by a man since she was so old. It seems that she feels good.

Seeing them go away, I couldn't help sighing: "it's nice to be young."

Nangong Yan returned to the palace. Yun'er could get out of bed. Ji Qingxue came to see her.

"Sister, are you back?"

Yun'er's walking was not so steady and shaky. Ji Qingxue hurried up to help her.

"Why don't you lie in bed and get out of bed?"

Ji Qingxue helped her sit down, and then she carefully felt yun'er's pulse: "the injury has improved. It seems that Rongsheng took good care of you."

Yun'er said, "I've been lying in bed these days. I'm suffocating."

Ji Qingxue smiled and took back his hand: "Nangong Yan said that we will go to Qingqu city in a few days, okay?"

Yun'er nodded vigorously, "OK. I miss my adoptive father too."

Ji Qingxue has expectations in her eyes. She also misses her father and grandpa.