V3.C57

After dinner, Qingfeng has been sitting at the window reading, Poria cocos quietly accompany in the side, during the day, time is pressing, always worried about the middle of the fork, a lot of things did not think about, now quiet down, she can not help but panic. They are not only setting up the empress dowager, but also committing the crime of fornicating with the prince of the enemy country. If they make a mistake, they will punish the nine ethnic groups. That day, Mrs. Lou will not have time to tell the master the whole story of this plan. The master still does his best. The feelings between their sisters move her. Poria cocos quietly looked up, looked at the maple, she has been very quiet, Poria cocos know that she must be restless, because the book in her hand, from open to now have not turned the page.

Just after the time when the lamp was on, a few noises came from outside the hall, but they were not very loud. Just listening to the sound of footsteps outside, they soon calmed down. Poria cocos frowned and wanted to go out to have a look. Qingfeng grabbed her wrist and said softly, "don't go."

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

"Well." It was dark. Poria cocos lit a light in the inner room. She was afraid that Qingfeng would hurt her eyes when she read at night. Poria cocos ordered a few more. The candle light filled the whole inner room in an instant. The light was dazzling. Qingfeng was still staring at the book that had not been turned. It was another hour when she sat down. Poria cocos brought hot tea, and maple took a sip, slowly closed the book, leaving only a small lamp in front of the window, and the others were blown out.

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

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

After a day of mental tension, Qingfeng was very tired and didn't want to say anything. She waved her hand to Fuling and said, "step back."

"Yes." Poria cocos can only retreat quietly.

Qingfeng lies down in his clothes, 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 my sister's plan turns out to be successful, and the Empress Dowager is involved in the case of adultery with the enemy country, not to mention what kind of uproar will be caused in the court, how can the forces related to the Empress Dowager in the harem not act? If the elder sister's plan fails, it will be the crime of framing the Empress Dowager. How can Yang Zhilan give it up? In any case, it should not be so calm.

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

"Well..." Green maple is still thinking, abdomen suddenly have a strange feeling, only in a moment, belly like a puff, and like something soft stroke, very light, like an illusion. Qingfeng stares at her bulging abdomen and sighs in her heart. What a wonderful feeling Is the baby in the stomach moving?

She once hated the child and wanted to take advantage of him. But at this moment, her heart was suddenly full. She gently stroked her upper abdomen and wanted to feel the movement from under her belly again. But after waiting for a long time, she didn't have that feeling again. Green maple sighed, some disappointed, painting mind also did not, in the heart depressed.

Qingfeng pushed the door open, and the maid in waiting at the door rushed forward: "Niang Niang."

"All back."

The two little maids took a look at each other, did not dare to make a sound, and returned to the room. Tonight is not a full moon, but the moonlight is very clear. The swing under the tree swings slightly with the night wind. Since she was pregnant, she has never sat on the swing. I don't know what happened tonight. I suddenly miss the undulating feeling on the swing. Holding the rope on both sides of the swing, Qingfeng sat up carefully.

No one pushed her, she did not dare to shake too much, just swing back and forth, swing gently swing up, hair with the breeze, soft across the cheek, a little itchy, but very comfortable. Abdomen suddenly across the strange movement again, Qingfeng body a stiff, hand light and slow caress uplift belly, for fear of startling the small things in the stomach, quietly feel the abdominal movement that makes people palpitating, this time she really feel, is the child in the stomach moving. Is the child reminding her that it's time to go to bed? The corner of her mouth, when she was not paying attention to it, raised a warm smile. She did not realize that the smile was like the spring breeze in March, moistening things silently but nourishing the mind.

Gao Jin stands behind Yan Hongtian. He looks at the master who has arrived at the gate of Qingfeng hall but seems to be fixed by something. He looks along his line of sight in doubt and just sees a beautiful and gentle smile. The emperor never drinks in the imperial study, but he has been drinking for two hours tonight. Unfortunately, the wine can not relieve his worries at all. The more the emperor drinks, the more the spirit of Yin is. Now it seems that it has dissipated.

Qingfeng just got up, the door was suddenly pushed open, Qingfeng was scared, want to call people, but after seeing the tall figure, the whole person was frozen there.

Yan Hongtian?

The black gold silk 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 vain, but his eyes are very clear. They just looked at each other, and Yan Hongtian turned and entered the house.

Green maple hesitated for a while, or into the house, the main hall did not see the figure of Yan Hongtian, green maple toward the inner room to see.She thought 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 his back against the lattice. Just sitting on the ground like this, she didn't look embarrassed, just like a lazy and dangerous cheetah. Gao Jin's face looked at the master sitting on the ground, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. See her come in, high into the eyes across a touch of light, green maple can't catch what emotion, back to God, high into has turned back out. Yan Hongtian now like this, she felt unable to cope with, want to stop Gao Jin, he has been out of the house, but also firmly closed the door.

Qingfeng stood by the screen and did not dare to approach. She did not know whether Yan Hongtian was really drunk or pretended to be drunk. She was not blind to his ruthlessness and ruthlessness. She was afraid that she would never forget the burning pain when she clasped her throat with a big hand like a hawk claw. Now she has a child, so she can't tolerate a little loss.

"Come here."

The deep and hoarse voice is still overbearing, and the candle light is not clear. Qingfeng can only see Yan Hongtian's expressionless face, but can't see his deep eyes. Dare not annoy Yan Hongtian, green maple or walked toward him in the past, but did not dare to leave him too close. The ground is very cold, green maple moved to the side, sitting on the wooden collapse with shoes on the edge of the bed.

Green maple just sat down, a strong smell of wine hit, and Yan Hongtian body Yin duck breath, startled her palms straight sweating. The light of the candle in the inner room was getting darker and darker, and finally it was extinguished. The inner room suddenly became dark, and Qingfeng's body was stiff. Her senses were more sensitive in the dark. She could feel that his breathing voice was much heavier than before, and her anger was still there, and she seemed to be sad. Sad? Qingfeng frowned. How could she use this word to describe him? What does he know about sadness?

"What does it feel like to have a deep hand?"

His voice is as dull as the most common question in daily life, but Qingfeng's brow is more wrinkled and tighter. If he asks like this, Qingfeng must think that he is playing with her. Yan Hongtian always knows her sister's status in her heart, but today, she can feel that Yan Hongtian is asking again seriously, but why? Can't guess Yan Hongtian's mind, green maple thought, light back: "warm feeling."

Deep cold voice continues to ask a way: "what is warm feeling?"

Warm Qingfeng remembers the scene of the three sisters painting and writing poems together by the lotus pond. She can't help but take off her shoes and socks when she saw the cool water in the hot summer. As a result, she was scolded by her elder sister. However, when her parents asked her why her skirt was so wet, the elder sister and the younger sister quickly helped her out. Recalling the happy days in the past, Qingfeng said with a light smile: "growing up together, accompanying and taking care of each other. Will laugh at you, scold you, but always protect you, even if just think of them, my heart will feel warm

Warm? Yan Hongtian black eyes light squint, that should be what kind of a feeling? Born in the imperial family, there are many brothers and sisters, but they never know what it means 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 an obstacle. When he was young, he was accompanied by Lou Xiyan, which made him not so lonely. Unfortunately, Xiyan was always a minister, not a person connected by blood, and those so-called brothers never made him feel lonely Experienced "warm", only bone chilling.

Adapted to the dark, green maple gradually can see the situation in the room, looked up to the side of the person, he is still sitting on the edge of the bed, but this time she can't even see his expression clearly, only vaguely see the cold outline under the moonlight, maybe unconsciously clench the teeth, this resolute side face is more like a knife cut out of the stone like angular.

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

It's still such a low and plain question. Qingfeng has already guessed why Yan Hongtian looks like this tonight. My sister's plan should have been successful. Qingfeng is still thinking about how to answer, but Yan Hongtian suddenly raises his head and laughs. The laughter is not bright, low and deep, with a bit of ridicule, "you said I would not understand. I only kill my younger brother. Today, in order to eradicate the influence of the Yang family in the court, I forced my biological mother out of the palace and imprisoned her in the Royal Cemetery. Love between mother and son Ha ha. "

Confinement of the Empress Dowager? Qingfeng took a cold breath, didn't she Lou Xiyan goes to prison, and the so-called Lou Xiang betrays his country and cooperates with the enemy is all arranged by Yan Hongtian? Just to eradicate the Yang family? Is Yan Hongtian good?