Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Chapter 1979: Who is Xie Yan looking for?

That night, I didn't leave.

Lying on his bed, I felt that his hands were holding my hands tightly, no matter how cold the cold in his heart penetrated into the limbs and five bodies, but when he touched the temperature from his palm, they disappeared. Even the coldness in my heart was slowly being dispersed.

Suddenly, I heard him whisper in his ear and said, "If I protect you well, that's fine."

Even if you are unconscious, you can feel the deep annoyance and helplessness in this sentence.

I struggled to open my eyes and say something, but then, a wet and warm kiss fell on the brow, and his breath was blown on the face with the thin heat of the air, and it was intoxicating.

I relaxed again, slowly sinking into the warmth and darkness he gave me.

This night I slept very hard, almost no dreams, and even if there were dreams, it seemed that only his steady and long breathing sounds remained in the dreams, and that he wrapped my familiar body temperature, ironing my dreams more and more The tranquility calmed down.

This awakening, I do not know how much spring and autumn.

After opening my eyes, I just looked at the bright sky shining through the window and illuminated this spacious room. I blinked and blinked, and before I fully recovered my perception, I saw a shadow flickering in front of me.

Qing Han was well-groomed, standing by the bed and bending over to look at me.

"you're awake?"

I blinked and looked at him for a while, as if I was identifying who this person was. He also seemed to understand the ignorance and confusion in my eyes, a little smile on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out my hands to deal with the forehead , Said softly, "Do you still want to sleep?"

"..."

"If you're still sleepy, sleep a little longer. I just let them prepare breakfast, and it will be delivered in a little while."

"..."

"Are you going to sleep?"

His voice was already sober, but I really felt a sense of sleepiness. For so long, it was rare to be so completely relaxed, and when I put down the burden on my shoulders, I curled up in the quilt. After a moment, he said, "Why did you get up?"

He laughed: "All these years, I have been used to it."

"..."

"Don't worry about me, just sleep for a while."

Last night it was obvious that he slept inside, and I slept outside, but when he got up and when he got out of bed, I didn't even know that it was really too heavy.

His hand still cares about the messy hair on my forehead, the hair brushes the eyelashes and it feels itchy and crisp. I reached out and grabbed his wrist, he was about to retract, but found I hurry up and don't let him take it back.

He looked at me: "Huh?"

"Let me lie down for a while."

"..."

He couldn't help laughing, then pushed me with the other hand: "Then you sleep a little."

I wrapped it in the quilt and moved it hard, awkwardly like a big creeping worm. He looked at me and smiled, then leaned on the bed, and I snuggled into his arms. , His face pressed against his chest.

His clothes had a faint smell after the sun.

The two were so close together that they didn't seem to have anything to say, but it was also good to rest quietly. I reached out my hand and gently fiddled with the button on his chest. When I found that the line was loose, I mumbled softly. "I'll sew this button again when you change it. You see, it's all going to fall."

He didn't care much: "When you fall, you fall, and you have your clothes on."

"Nonsense, how can the buttons get messed up?"

"..."

He didn't know. At this time, I remembered the gold orchid buckle of that year. If I didn't think of that buckle, would the story between him and me be different from now?

Sometimes, the more inconspicuous people and things, the more they control the destiny of people.

But I didn't go on, just said, "I looked in your cabinet, and I didn't have two clothes."

He said: "Some haven't had time to clean up. I originally bought two items on the road for washing. This time I was too anxious."

"Chabising said, you are here immediately after the person waiting for you at Tongguan."

"Ok."

"So, what are you going to arrange for those going north?"

"..." After thinking about it, he said slowly: "The danger in Linfen is resolved, and I do n’t plan to manage Shanxi anymore. The emperor should have his own plans. If he does n’t want too much pressure on Tongguan in the future, he does n’t want to. Jinhou is falling so fast. I should think of a way on the Shanxi side. "

"Ok."

I nodded slightly.

That ’s right. What I am afraid of is that he blindly considers the major issues here and throws in all his soldiers and horses. Now it is one thing to help Pei Yuanzhang to stabilize the overall situation, but he and Pei Yuanzhang disappear. The relationship between Mr. Pei can not be ignored. In the final analysis, everyone has selfishness, and the silly thing of public waste and private affairs cannot be done anymore, and I cannot completely consider it for our future.

"As soon as those people come back, we can go and leave."

"Return to Xichuan?"

"Ok."

"After you go back, what are you going to do next?"

"..."

He was silent for a while, as if thinking, after a long time he said, "It depends on what the emperor intends to do."

"..."

"I thought before that when he arrived in Xichuan, at least he had to meet your Yan family first, especially your younger brother. Your younger brother is not such a fool. Then no matter how the battle is fought, the emperor cannot afford a little money and food. No, if Nishikawa really runs out, there will be no initiative in the future. "

"Will you help Qingchen?"

"I'll look at both sides," he said, and paused again. "But I think there may be one more thing in the emperor's plan next."

"Oh?"

My spirit flickered a little, and I looked up at him: "What is it?"

He also looked down at me and said, "You forgot, what did he do yesterday?"

"..."

Catapult.

This is the kind of weapon that is very close to the Folang machine gun.

Previously, several people were salivating at the Folang machine artillery, even at the expense of huge human, material, and financial resources to go to the sea to find it. In the end, it was found to be empty, and Yan Qinghan was still dead overseas. Satirical irony, but ambitious people may not be able to see through the arrangements of fate, they still continue to advance to what they are after.

Pei Yuanxiu made people to imitate this type of trebuchet, and now it is obtained by Pei Yuanzhang.

What he did with this thing, he could think of it with his knees.

I said, "Do you think he might spend some energy on this thing next?"

"Not what I think, yes."

"..."

"Just don't know how he will handle this."

"..."

"And Pei Yuanxiu may not know the purpose of his shot."

"Then what do you think Pei Yuanxiu will do next?"

"I'm waiting for the news from Jingcheng. I'm not him, and I can't predict how he will go next, but I think his attitude is already obvious in the battle of Linfen. He can't let a person leave Beijing. The "Emperor" has been around for a long time. Wherever Pei Yuanzhang goes, he will definitely hit it. "

"..."

"and also--"

When he said this, he suddenly thought of something and shut his mouth.

My heart also seemed to be pierced a bit, the fingertips that fiddled with his button trembled slightly, and the subconscious was retracted, but it was his hand that moved faster than me, reaching over and holding my hand.

Obviously knowing that he should listen to him, and forget to forget, but the body seems to remember the memory of that fear, and fear is often unforgettable.

And in his arms, all the tremors were clear.

He felt clear, but didn't say anything. He just hugged me tightly, and then said, "It doesn't matter, now you don't have to be afraid. Take your time, slowly, you will forget."

"..."

There was a low-humid whine in my throat, and finally I nodded slightly.

Then he didn't talk anymore, as if he was afraid to say something to surprise me, but his carefulness made me even more guilty. It was clear that there was nothing to talk about between him and him. In order to avoid stabbing me, let him be so cautious, I sucked my nose and provoked the topic myself, saying, "Light cold, I remember one more thing."

He softly said, "What?"

"That thank you."

"...!"

He looked down at me and said, "This man is not simple. Although he is a person around Pei Yuanxiu, I can feel that his body seems to carry other purposes, not even Pei Yuanxiu knows it completely."

"Oh? You said before that he was a descendant of the former King Qintian Supervisor."

"Ok."

"According to your previous statement, he has been at the East Chaga University since he was a child. He has not been to the Central Plains for decades. Now he suddenly appears. He should be looking for talents related to the former North Korea. Man, that's you. "

"However, I have been with him for a long time, although he told me something about the Eight Pillars, but otherwise, he didn't seem to want to tell me more."

"That is, his purpose is not you?"

"It should not be me."

"That may be a descendant of the Eight Pillars."

The descendants of the Eight Pillars ...

My eyebrows frowned slightly, and Qing Han himself seemed to be meditating, the descendants of the Eight Pillars, who ruled out the Yuwen Ying and Yan Family me that we already know about the Yu Wen family, and that was--

The chest under my cheek suddenly shook. Qing Han looked down at me and said, "Is that another Yan descendant, your brother?"

I said, "Another one, did you forget?"

"..."

"Ye Xiaonan, the descendant of Marshal Pingxi, is also in Xichuan."

"..."

For a moment, both of us were silent.

Who is Xie Yan looking for?

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