Chapter 599

Yun'er has been a shopkeeper for a year, and his momentum has long been honed. Mo Qianlong came out to make a round: "Qianlong's discipline is not strict, and today's iris is wanton."

Yun'er sneered: "my sister doesn't care. It's sister's generosity, but since she is a guest, she has to be a guest. She's arrogant in other people's territory. I'm afraid it's bad."

Iris has always followed Mo Qianlong. Mo Qianlong is very popular in Dongsheng, so her status is higher than that of ordinary palace maids. With Mo Qianlong, iris has always been used to bossing around. Why has she been scolded like this? She was a little unconvinced for a moment.

Mo Qianlong was said so by yun'er, but she was not half angry. She leaned slightly: "today, Qianlong's discipline is not strict, and he bumped into the empress. Please forgive her."

Nangong Yan's voice came from a distance: "what needs ah Xue's forgiveness?"

Ji Qingxue was surprised to see him coming: "aren't you in the Phoenix Palace?"

Nangong Yan came to her and naturally straightened the messy green silk on her forehead: "I saw the folding all morning and came out for a walk."

Nangong Yan grabbed her hand full of soil again, and didn't feel disgusted at all: "did you go to the medicine garden today? Are you tired?"

Ji Qingxue shook her head gently: "not tired."

As he said at that time in Weiguo, she preferred to fiddle with drugs rather than pruning flowers and plants, so she didn't feel tired.

Mo Qianlong's voice was abruptly inserted: "see the emperor, Qianlong."

"Get up."

Nangong Yan's eyes have always been on Ji Qingxue, and even a trace of attention has not been given to Mo Qianlong.

When Mo Qianlong was greatly disappointed, Nangong Yan suddenly looked at her, "what did you just say? What did you do to ask ah Xue for forgiveness?"

Moqianlong sighed in his heart. It seems that this matter can't be exposed today.

"It was Qianlong who failed to discipline the people around her and made her collide with the empress..."

Nangong Yan only heard this sentence and interrupted: "the people around you refer to the maid next to you?"

Mo Qianlong was stunned, but he still nodded.

Nangong Yan smiled coldly: "Fu'an dragged the bold maid down and blamed him for thirty!"

Moqianlong suddenly looked up, and his eyes seemed to have some disbelief. He only heard a word, and didn't ask why he wanted to blame iris?

"The emperor iris just doesn't understand the rules. Please show mercy."

Nangong Yan took Ji Qingxue in his arms without any scruples. His eyes were arrogant and indifferent: "if you don't understand the rules, you have to teach yourself well, or you won't know if you say something wrong and lose your life one day. Seeing that the princess is kind-hearted, I can't bear it, so I'll do it for you."

Fu'an had asked the bodyguard to drag the iris down. The iris screamed in horror: "princess, princess, save the maid! Save the maid!"

But it was soon replaced by tragic voices.

Moqianlong closed her eyes slightly. She was numb to this sense of powerlessness.

Nangong Yan, are you telling me that no matter what I do, I can't compare with Ji Qingxue's position in your heart?

It's a quick and effective way to set an example.

Nangong Yan took back his sight and looked at Ji Qingxue wholeheartedly: "ah Xue, let's go and look for snow."

Ji Qingxue nodded. Nangong Yan took her shoulder and walked back.

Yun'er looked at their embracing backs and secretly gave Nangong Yan a thumbs up in his heart. The emperor was so handsome that he flew up!

The iris has been beaten to pieces. The whole ass is swollen. Others will cry with pain if they touch it a little.

Moqianlong personally drugged her, and the kite's nose ran across, "how dare you bother the princess with such a small matter? I don't deserve it!"

Moqianlong sighed: "stop talking. You and I grew up together. Today I can't protect you. I have to do something for you to feel better."

Today, iris became a chess piece in her hand to test Nangong Yan's attitude. She got the result. It was only expected, but in exchange for the injury of iris.

Emperor Dongsheng taught her from childhood that she could do anything to achieve her goal. It doesn't matter how dark the process is, as long as the result is OK.

The winner is the king. As long as we win the final victory, all the darkness in the past can be completely erased by the Meticulous Brushwork of history books.

For the people will only listen to the victor.

After this, moqianlong was even more upset. She was unprecedentedly upset. She could calmly deal with anything in the past, but this time her opponent was too high and difficult.

If you have to find nangongyan's weakness, I'm afraid Ji Qingxue is the only one.

It seems that Ji Qingxue has to start this matter.

Phoenix Palace.

After taking a bath, Ji Qingxue was still wearing a faint fragrance of medicine. Nangong Yan held Xun Xue and looked at a living beauty bathing picture.

It's a feast for the eyes.

Nangong Yan teased Xun Xue: "look at Xun Xue. Isn't the empress very beautiful?"

Xun Xue didn't understand what his father said, but when he saw Ji Qingxue, he couldn't help smiling, pointed to her and shouted, "empress mother! Empress mother!"

In the year Ji Qingxue left, Nangong Yan would draw a portrait of her when he was free, until the whole Phoenix Palace was hung, as if it could fill the blank part of his heart.

In those long and lonely days, Nangong Yan likes to hold Xun Xue and point to those paintings and say to himself: "Xun Xue is the empress mother. She will come back soon after she goes away."

Nangong Yan taught him word by word that the first sentence of Xuexun society was "empress mother", and the first person remembered in Xuexun's young heart was also his Empress mother.

At that time, Nangong Yan was thinking that one day when he was gone, his son would remember her. Their son carried his thoughts.

Ji Qingxue's heart swells when she sees Xun Xue. Nangong Yan puts Xun Xue on the ground, and Xun Xue stumbles to Ji Qingxue.

"Empress mother! Empress mother hug!"

Ji Qingxue picked up looking for snow, and the smile on his face was like the spring breeze.

"My son is so obedient!"

Ji Qingxue's long hair was still wet. Nangong Yan picked up a clean handkerchief and wiped it gently for her.

The warm sun came in through the Linghua embroidered window. The three members of the family looked very happy and harmonious.

The cold winter has passed, and the spring is gradually recovering under the cold ice.

Nangong Yan thought that when he was free that day, he would take ah Xue to Hanshan Temple again.

He wanted to tell ah Xue that Hanshan Temple not only has beautiful plum blossoms in winter, but also has very good scenery in spring.