This queen is not too curly

Chapter 165 I've Been Holding You For A Long Time
The carriage stopped in front of Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan got off the horse, turned her head and grabbed Chen Lingchen's wrist, and pushed him into the carriage together.

As soon as she got into the carriage, Yan Yuan slumped on the ground and panted hard.

"Yu'er!"

"Yan Yuan!"

Yan Zhou and Chen Lingchen went to tie up Yan Yuan at the same time.

Yan Yuan remained motionless.

She had no strength left in her body, and her whole body was soaked in sweat, as if her whole body had been fished out of the water.

She couldn't think about anything but gasp.

Seeing her in a state of distress, Yan Zhou's expression suddenly became serious, and he raised his voice out of the car window: "Come here! Doctor Luo!"

The carriage still galloped forward.

The boundary line of Yanjin is getting farther and farther.

Yan Yuan bit her lip, forced herself to raise her spirits, forcefully propped her body up to the window, opened a little curtain, and looked behind the carriage.

The scene of the boundary has been blurred to the point where it is almost impossible to see clearly.

From her direction, it can only be seen vaguely that Princess Yuerong's spirit-supporting convoy has finally crossed the border between the two countries. Although the empress has been watching the carriage, she still chose to visit Princess Yuerong when the coffin crossed the border.

Not long after, everything was hidden in the smoke and dust.

She finally couldn't see clearly.

"Yuer..."

Dad's worried voice came from his ear.

Yan Yuan put down the car curtain and turned her head, opened her mouth with difficulty and called out: "Daddy."

She has many doubts to ask him.

Where was he, the Marquis of Dingbei, living during the coup in the imperial capital?

Why did he personally lead the troops to the border?

Is there such a battle as early as the border, or is it a coincidence?

What is the relationship between him and the Jin empress?

Why……

Many problems were pent up in her chest, but she really didn't have any strength in her body. Yan Yuan rubbed her eyes, but after all, she still couldn't resist the dark night in her mind.

She closed her eyes, letting her mind drift off.

……

In the turbulent coma, the dream is also intermittent.

Yan Yuan fell into the darkness, and every turn was a nightmare. Many memory fragments from childhood to adulthood were intertwined in the dream. Sometimes it was the endless snowfield, and sometimes it was the lotus pond in the backyard of the Dingbei Houfu.

The lotus pond was built by my father in order to comfort my mother's homesickness. It is easy to build a pond, but it is extremely difficult to restore the lotus in a pond.

The pink lotus blooms in the northwest, which is actually a bit out of season, but it is completely rare.

When she was young, she liked to pick lotus flowers most, and she picked a bunch full of them, and then gave them to the little girls in the family one by one.

My mother always had a sad face because of distress, but she couldn't bear to tell her father that she would be punished for being tired, so she was willing to punish her for copying books in private.

She regretted seeing her mother cry, and hugged her mother and promised to plant a hundred acres of lotus next year.

The mother laughed and cried, rubbed her hair and said, "Silly boy, it's hard for lotus to live in the Northwest."

The young girl was puzzled: "Why?"

Mother said: "Because every kind of flower has its own soil, the lotus is a flower that blooms in the south of the Yangtze River, and it will be very hard in the northwest."

She was even more puzzled when she was young: "Since it's not easy to live, why does mother still like it?"

Year after year I eagerly look forward to flowering, afraid that it will not bloom in summer, that it will wither early in autumn, and that it will not germinate in the coming year. Isn't it just asking for trouble?

The mother was stunned, hugged her and sighed: "But people, there are always some fates that you want to force."

At that time, the little girl was lying in her mother's arms, and she could see her mother's gentle eyes when she looked up.

And now the dream is floating.

While the carriage was bumping, Yan Yuan's consciousness drifted back to the frontier battlefield.

In the chaos, she could only see the face of the Empress clearly, but recalled all her expressions and behaviors in the dream.

At that time, she pointed at the empress.

Standing in front of thousands of troops, the empress casts fiery gazes on her body. At that moment, her eyes flickered... Was it the panic of being aimed at by the bow and arrow, or the excitement of finally seeing her?
The dream came and went repeatedly.

Torn.

Yan Yuan finally struggled to escape from the nightmare.

Suddenly there was an itchy tingling on her wrist, and Yan Yuan woke up panting, only to find that five or six thin needles had been pricked into her arm.

"woke up?"

A gentle voice sounded.

Yan Yuan was still confused, and it took a long time before she managed to recognize that the person in front of her was Luo Ziqiu.

Seeing that Yan Yuan woke up, Luo Ziqiu retracted the needle neatly, smiled at her, then turned to face Yan Zhou and Chen Lingchen, and said coldly, "I'm a doctor, not a Bodhisattva."

One old and one young lowered their heads and frowned, and no one dared to refute.

Yan Yuan: "..."

……

The carriage stopped in the mountains that night.

A bonfire is lit next to the tent.

Yan Yuan took a hot bath in the tent, walked to Yan Zhou's side with the stove in her arms, and sat down next to him.

Without turning his head, Yan Zhou said, "Today...you saw her face clearly?"

Yan Yuan lowered her head and gave a soft "hmm".

She did have a lot of doubts in her heart, but she had calmed down a lot when she woke up, and there were more things she could understand than things she couldn't understand, so she was not so urgent.

Yan Zhou was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "She is the daughter of the chief assistant of the Jin Kingdom. I and the late emperor searched for gold in the early years, traveled around the world, and had a relationship with her. After years of wars, I separated from her. .”

Yan Yuan said lightly: "And then?"

Jinxun dated much earlier than her birth date, the timing doesn't match.

So they must have met in the future.

Yan Zhou said: "Later she looked for me and wanted to live in seclusion with me, but I didn't agree."

Yan Yuan said, "Why didn't you agree?"

Yan Zhou said: "Because the Yanjin war started."

Yan Yuan was startled.

She originally thought it would be a more love-hate story. After all, the empress was once the daughter of the chief assistant, and was later accused of marrying the current prince. There must be many unknown stories in it.

But I didn't expect it to be such a simple reason.

The two countries are at war.

National hatred and family hatred are irreconcilable.

There is no more immediate conflict than this.

Yan Yuan had no way to refute, she just lowered her head and rubbed against the stove: "Fate is not easy, didn't Daddy think about fighting for it?"

Yan Zhou was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "Think about it."

He touched Yan Yuan's bangs, and said calmly: "But not all fate can be forced, right and wrong, merits and demerits, there is nothing comparable to family and country."

Incomparable home country.

Yan Yuan chewed her father's words carefully.

There was silence for a moment.

She asked again: "So Dad chose to join forces with Chen Lingchen?"

No one knows her father better than Yan Yuan.

He has dominated the Northwest for many years, and everyone thought he was a tiger raised by the Chu family, a wild beast that the late emperor wanted to deal with quickly.

But in fact he is a loyal minister.

Although it doesn't look like much, he is indeed a loyal minister.

The first emperor was suspicious by nature, all the generals who accompanied him to open the frontier were dead, only her father retreated unscathed, not because he kept a low profile, but because the first emperor believed that he would not rebel.

As long as you know this, today's situation will not be difficult to figure out.

I'm afraid that the partner he chose at the beginning was Chen Lingchen, not the Queen Mother. Now she is not sure about one thing: when did Chen Lingchen know about it?
Was it known from the beginning, or was he just part of the plan?
Yan Yuan asked him, "When did it start?"

She stared into Yan Zhou's eyes, trying to find the answer to her question from him.

However, Yan Zhou just laughed.

He asked Yan Yuan: "Is it important?"

Yan Yuan said: "It's important."

Yan Yuan lowered her head and repeated in a low voice: "It's very important."

Yan Zhou didn't answer, but instead asked Yan Yuan: "Where do you hide the things Princess Yuerong gave you?"

He was clearly talking about him.

Yan Yuan gritted her teeth angrily.

Yan Zhou stroked his beard and smiled, "That's not actually a treasure map, it's just a key."

Yan Yuan was startled: "...the key?"

Yan Zhou said: "Yes, it's just the key."

Yan Yuan stared blankly at her father, suddenly an incredible thought flashed in her mind like a flash of calcium carbide.This year is so unbelievable that the moment she thinks about it, she only thinks it is absurd.

The bonfire blazed.

Yan Zhou warmed enough wine by the light of the fire, and poured himself a glass lazily.

Under the firelight, Yan Zhou narrowed his eyes comfortably, like an old fox stealing wine.

Yan Yuan knew that the honest conversation tonight should be coming to an end, if she asked further, the old fox would start talking nonsense.

The night has darkened.

She hugged the stove and breathed a sigh of relief, and asked one last question before getting up to say goodbye: "So, is there a treasure map in the hands of the Empress of Jin?"

Yan Zhou took a sip of his wine and said leisurely, "No."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan angrily left the campfire.

……

As the night wind blew, Yan Yuan's train of thought gradually became clear.

Therefore, the empress of the Jin Kingdom never got the treasure map, and the marriage of the princess may have been a cover from beginning to end, defrauding everyone, including her.

She was cheated the worst.

She went to the snow field to experience it again!
Thinking that Ji Fei and Qin Jianyue were still alive or dead, Yan Yuan couldn't hold back the fire in her heart.

In this way, he returned to the tent with anger all the way.

Candles were lit in the tent, and Chen Ling sat on the side of the bed with his head down in a daze. Hearing the sound, he raised his head, revealing his docile eyes.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Too deliberate.

She had been sitting by the campfire outside for about an hour just now, and this bastard never opened the tent from the beginning to the end. Is he such a patient person?
Apparently he wasn't.

Chen Ling's heavy eyelashes trembled, and that hypocritical gentleness turned into a guilty conscience.

"Yan Yuan."

Chen Ling walked slowly in front of Yan Yuan, lowered her eyelashes and called her name softly.

Yan Yuan raised her head and looked at Chen Lingchen, but still did not answer.

Chen Lingchen blinked slowly, and changed his address: "Ning Bai."

Calling Grandpa Ning is useless.

Yan Yuan looked at him coldly.

She has a fire in her chest now, and she is holding her breath and can't find a place to vent it.

However, Chen Ling lowered his head and pressed her forehead familiarly: "Little General Ning."

He whispered: "Not angry."

Yan Yuan's fist hardened.

Chen Ling's fingertips landed on Yan Yuan's waist.

He lowered his head, touched Yan Yuan's lips with his lips, and his voice became softer: "Xiaobai...I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Yuan said with a blank expression: "Me too."

She wrapped her hands around her waist, grabbed Chen Lingchen's wrist, and then, under his gentle gaze, grabbed him backhanded and pinned him to the ground!

"I have endured you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)