Chapter 625

Nangong Yan wrote memorials in the crape myrtle palace. He seemed to have returned to the state of death a year ago.

He was trying to restrain himself. He was very calm, but when Ji Qingxue looked at him with that strange look again, he really couldn't bear it.

Especially when he knew that Sima Jingxuan had used the soul rendition on Ji Qingxue, he knew the soul rendition better than anyone.

Both Dementor and hypnosis have similar advantages, so they have a big defect. In the face of people with firm will, it is very difficult to perform, and may even fail.

Ji Qingxue's temperament. He knows that she will hypnotize herself. I'm afraid it's not so easy to use dementology on her.

And she is now in this state, and I don't know how much torture she has suffered.

The more Nangong Yan thought about it, the more murderous he became in his heart. He was so angry that he clenched his teeth: "Sima Jing hung. Don't you keep saying that you love ah Xue? How dare you, how dare you treat her like this!"

In a rage, Nangong Yan tore the memorial in front of him to pieces, startling Fu'an nearby.

"What's wrong with the emperor?" Fu'an asked carefully. They all said that accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger. If he wasn't careful, he wouldn't know why he was taken off the head another day.

Nangong Yan said coldly, "nothing."

He asked Fuan to step down. Now he just wanted to be quiet alone.

Fu'an looked at the mood and sent someone to send a letter to Nangong Qi.

After receiving the letter, Nangong Qi also sighed. Bai Ranqing asked anxiously, "but something happened to sister Xue again?"

Nangong Qi put her on the chair and said with relief, "don't worry, Qingxue is fine. It's just something now. I'm afraid it's the fifth brother."

Bai ran Qing's heart is like a mirror, and she knows everything: "I know, brother Nangong is suffering."

Everyone saw what life he had in the past year.

A walking corpse without heart and soul is no different from dying.

Sister Xue came back and thought everyone would be happy, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

Nangong Qi couldn't see her worried appearance, so he came forward and took her in his arms: "I'll go into the palace to see him tomorrow. Don't worry, everything will be all right."

As Nangong Yan himself said, he has endured the most difficult year, and now he will be able to survive.

Ji Qingxue wandered around the palace. Anyway, Nangong Yan said that he could go anywhere as long as he didn't leave here.

When Ji Qingxue came to Qianli pond, he unconsciously stopped. This place... Is very familiar.

"Empress, I've been looking for you for a long time. So you're here."

Fu'an is already sweating. Ji Qingxue is very used to this name these two days.

"What do you want from me?"

Fu'an rested for a while, and then hurriedly said, "report back to the empress. Something happened to the emperor."

Ji Qingxue's heart sank: "Nangong Yan? What's wrong with him?"

"The emperor shut himself up in the crape myrtle palace day and night. He didn't have to eat. If he continued to endure like this, his body would not be able to endure."

Ji Qingxue's face became not very good-looking. She scolded an asshole in her heart, but when she reacted, she remembered that he was a stranger to himself, at least now.

Why do you react so much when you hear that he doesn't eat or rest?

When you care too much about a person, caring about him will become your instinctive reaction.

Ji Qingxue's eyes became a little flashing: "he refused to eat and rest. What are you doing to me?"

Fu'an frowned: "empress, only you can persuade the emperor. The emperor tortured himself when you were not in the palace a year ago. Now that the empress has come back, she will persuade him."

A year ago? Ji Qingxue sighed slightly. Even to find snow, she had to go to the crape myrtle Palace today.

"Lead the way." Ji Qingxue said faintly.

When Fu'an saw her promise, he was naturally happy: "yes, I'll lead the way for my mother."

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Nangong Yan, who was approving the folding, heard the footsteps. He didn't lift his head and said, "Fu'an, I said no food. Are you deaf?"

Fu'an looked at Ji Qingxue with an embarrassed face, and then followed Ji Qingxue. He was very angry when he saw Nangong Yan.

"Leave him alone. Go get some delicious food and leave the rest to me."

Fu'an's head was like pounding garlic. He hurried to the imperial dining room.

Ji Qingxue didn't hesitate to go in and directly pressed the memorial in Nangong Yan's hand on the table.

As soon as Nangong Yan looked up, he bumped into a quiet pool. He looked at someone, his eyes looked like surprise and surprise: "ah Xue? Why are you here?"

Ji Qingxue was very uncomfortable by his too hot eyes, so he had to pull Fu'an as a shield: "Fu'an said you wouldn't rest or eat. You only know that you want to fix immortals by looking at the folding here?"

Nangong Yan's eyes were dark and said astringently, "it was Fu'an who went to find you."

He also thought Ji Qingxue was finally willing to get close to him.

I don't know why. When Ji Qingxue saw Nangong Yan's expression, he felt as if he had been stabbed, a little uncomfortable.

Ji Qingxue moved a chair under Nangong Yan's gaze and sat opposite him.

"Don't read the memorial first." Ji Qingxue said righteously.

Nangong Yan simply put aside the memorials on the case, and didn't mean to continue reading at all.

He wants to see Ji Qingxue more than memorials.

"They all say you and I love each other very much." even Ji Qingxue didn't expect that the topic between them would start like this.

Nangong Yan's expression was soft. He said slowly, "what do you think? Do you think we have such a relationship?"

Even if you listen to some things from others thousands of times, it's like chewing wax. It's meaningless.

Ji Qingxue stared at him and said, "Nangong Yan, I don't want to know what kind of person you are and what has happened between us from others. I want to hear from you."

As soon as the voice fell, Nangong Yan pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth: "ah Xue said very well, so what do you want to know?"

"You know, I'm different from you. Maybe one day I'll go back, and I've experienced many things. I'm a person without feelings."

In modern times, whether she is a doctor or a killer, feelings are just a burden. She doesn't need them.

Nangong Yan's eyes gently fell on her face. He smiled: "ah Xue, you and I have experienced many things together. I said I know you best in the world. Why do you say such words to test me? If there is no emotion, what am I? What is the existence of looking for snow?"