Distressed Concubine

69 Reunion 2
She used to be afraid of the cold, but this time, she finally realized that the coldest thing in this world is not the harsh wind and rain, but the snow all over the sky, which is so cold to the heart——snow.

He only danced the Hidden Sword as he wished, and the eyes of everyone in the pavilion were stunned by the shocking swordsmanship.

What kind of martial arts is this?There is the murderous aura of landslides and tsunamis, the sword light of flowing clouds and flowing water, the courage to destroy the world, and the softness that melts the world.It is stronger than Beigong swordsmanship, and fiercer than Nalan Gale Thorn.

The so-called harmony of yin and yang is based on Wuji, this kind of swordsmanship is unique in the world, and this person is one of the rare people who can compete with Bei Gongcheng.

An hour later, Nalan Ruixue changed into dry clothes and sat calmly playing chess opposite Nan Shijun, facing Nan Shijun's probing eyes, said coldly. "The emperor agrees?"

Nan Shijun dropped a son, took off the golden crown and jade, and scrutinized the person in front of him with scheming eyes. After a long time, he smiled lightly: "Prince Mu, I am not satisfied with this condition."

"Oh? How dissatisfied?" Along with the words, the false Adam's apple rolled, and under the dim candlelight on a rainy night, she well concealed her identity as a woman.One fell, precisely breaking through the encirclement of Nan Shijun's west side.

Sutra flashed in Nan Shijun's eyes, and there was a smile on his lips: "Wouldn't it be a pity if a contemporary hero like Prince Mu was buried with the Nalan family? You are also a man who seeks the world, why don't you ally with me, swallow This hard bone of Beichang."

Nalan Ruixue raised her cold eyes, a few rays of gloomy light burst out, and finally said coldly: "You can disagree, but my conditions are only these. Give you military power, give me a woman, you seem to earn a lot .”

Nan Shijun stroked his beard and smiled, his downcast eyes flashed across. "Forgive me for asking directly, will Bei Gongcheng name Nalan Ruixue in the future?"

"I don't know if he wants something or not, I just know what I want."

The sound of the rain became louder and louder, and the howling wind shook the candlelight. Nan Shijun stared at the masked face in front of him, his cold gaze did not have any ripples.

This kind of calm and calm, natural and cold aura makes people have no time to look away.He began to wonder what was the real face hidden under such an ordinary face?

Seeing Nan Shijun staring at her face, she half-raised her eyes without fear, and said coldly: "Don't care too much about what you shouldn't know, be careful with your eyes."

The swaying voice was full of faint murderous intent, Nan Shijun was stunned, and the arrogance of the other party's words made him a little stunned.

Looking at the chess game, he made a move, and the strategy of encircling the whole situation will quickly swallow up all the opponent's struggles, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. "Prince Mu is really different from ordinary people. I'm just sorry I don't understand, is a woman really worth fighting for with Bei Gongcheng?"

Nalan Ruixue swept the battle situation indifferently, calmly moved, and invaded in the opposite direction.At the end, he said lightly: "Stop talking, you forgot to include your precious son."

Nan Feng?Nan Shijun was stunned, didn't Feng'er just follow his orders to clean up Nalan's house?How could she really want Nalan Ruixue?

If so, what is so special about Nalan Ruixue?Is it worth chasing after men from the Three Kingdoms?
Isn't it just a joke in Nantong?

In the dim candlelight, Nan Shijun scrutinized the person in front of him carefully, his eyes gradually flashed Huiran's light, and finally, he said with a light smile: "Okay, I agree to your proposal, but..." He didn't go The following said, but the intention is self-evident.

A piece fell in his hand, and then said: "It seems that the widow has won?"

"Don't worry, someone will deliver it to you on the day of your wedding." Nalan Ruixue threw the chess pieces into the chess box without hesitation, clapped her hands and said, "I lost, I hope I can win next time."

"Is there a next time?"

"Maybe?" She glanced coldly, then turned to look at the rain curtain outside the window, with erratic eyes. "Perhaps you will find me in the next game."

"Then I am waiting for that day."

"Farewell." She got up, clasped her fists in salute, and turned to leave.

The dim candlelight stretched her figure very long, Nan Shijun leaned lazily on the toffee pillow, half-closed his long and narrow eyes, and his eyes were so gloomy that one could not guess the intention.

The rain outside the house was dripping, and the Nantong below was soaked.

The sky on the second day was still as if it had been stabbed in a basket, with continuous rain and overcast, almost dying.

When Nalan Ruixue returned to the General's Mansion with an umbrella, there were two bloody BMWs standing at the door. She raised her eyes and took a cold look, then walked in silently.

Jiang Feng and Mo Bei were also walking towards the outside, Xue Hua followed behind, looking like they were chasing guests.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng was stabbed in the arm by Mo Bei.

Both of them looked at each other from the outside, and the man who was so strange that he could no longer be a stranger gave Mobei a strange feeling.

When Nalan Ruixue crossed her body, she glanced at the two of them lightly, looked back lightly, stepped forward to bow to Xue Hua silently, and said, "Butler Xue, shopkeeper Xu asked me to see Old General Nalan, if you dare to ask General Nalan?" at home?"

Xue Hua looked him up and down, an undercurrent flashed in her shrewd eyes, she nodded, "Yes, come in."

The two walked inward, Jiang Feng glanced back, and tugged Mo Bei who was stunned. "Let's go, no."

"Isn't it?" Mo Bei was puzzled, why did he seem to have seen that kind of coldness before?

"I don't have the same body shape, I'm too thin."

Mo Bei nodded, and the two got on their horses and ran towards the villa.

In the pavilion of the villa, Jiang Huai and Qing Fu were watching worriedly by the bedside of the prince who had been in a coma with high fever since he fell down last night, and his heart seemed to be hurt by something.

Qingfu can't say anything about the child who destroys the young lady's defense. Prince Sheng is 26, and it is normal to have children. Although the young lady doesn't like it, she is not the kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong. After hearing Qingluo mention her little master, the expression on her face quickly dimmed.

Seeing that Prince Sheng was still in a coma, Qing Fu put her arms on Jiang Huai who was beside Dui, and said calmly: "It's all like this, can I go tomorrow? Anyway, Miss won't show up, so why not cancel it."

Jiang Huai glanced at Qing Fu lightly, shook his head and said, "I'm not Jiang Feng."

The implication is that he will not make any claims for the prince. "If the prince doesn't wake up tomorrow, I'll go for him."

Qingfu pursed her lips, suddenly her eyes lit up, she grabbed Jiang Huai's hand and withdrew. "Go, accompany me back to the General's Mansion."

Jiang Huai glanced at Qingfu holding his hand in surprise, paused for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay."

Inside the General's Mansion, Xue Hua looked at the people walking around in surprise, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "Why is Miss dressed like this?"

Nalan Ruixue lifted her cold eyes, and said lightly, "Don't tell anyone that I've been here, I'll see my father and leave."

Xue Hua was surprised, but still nodded slightly. "it is good."

After thinking for a while, he said, "People often come and go in your yard these few days. Last night, a mysterious person also came."

"Understood." She said lightly, without any disturbance.

The two walked towards the courtyard where Nalan Xingde lived in silence. With the sound of the rain, Xue Hua glanced worriedly at the people around her. This... she lost weight too quickly. If she was not too familiar with her eyes , he almost didn't recognize it.

When the madam left, she entrusted the 72 dead men in Zhuoyulou to protect the lady to the death.

Now that the young lady's appearance made him feel ominous.

It's too cold, and I'm not afraid of the cold anymore. In the past, the lady avoided the rain and was too lazy to go out. Now, facing such a heavy rain, her eyebrows are dim, and she doesn't mind the sporadic rain. to her.

Quietly, it seems that the world is alone.

He used to be lonely and arrogant, but now he is lonely and cold like a ghost. There is no color in his eyes. It seems that except for breathing and actions, he can't tell that he is a living person.

The two walked to the gate of the courtyard, Nalan Ruixue took off the human skin mask from her face, put it in her arms, and was about to walk in, when she heard the sound of crying from inside.

"Master! Why? Why is Nalan Ruixue the only one who chooses the concubine's name? It's fine if Ruqiu has a marriage contract, why can't Yingchun and Chuxia go?" Hui Shi's voice was sharp.

As soon as the words were finished, Fang's timid voice also came out: "Doesn't Missy also have a marriage contract? Those who have a marriage contract can go, but those who don't have a marriage contract can't go?"

Her heart was shocked, father...does he really want her to marry Bei Gongcheng?Was it really a temptation that day?She remembered the man who held her in his arms when her father's angry slap fell.

Thinking of that man who was fearless and dared to challenge his father.

Thinking of the man who told his father that she was his woman.

There was a trace of warmth in the light eyes, and he looked up at the sky, but he didn't let it fall.

Yingchun sobbed faintly: "Mother, don't talk about it, father only has Xue'er in his heart from the beginning to the end, and we are not his daughter."

Chu Xia was sullen. "Third sister, what nonsense are you talking about? You know best how father treats you. It's not like you can't get married. Since father has arranged it, just do as father said."

Fang choked up in a hurry and said, "Xia'er, you!"

Nalan Chuxia roared fiercely. Although he was thirteen, the sharpness of his words should not be underestimated. "Eldest sister has been missing for a few days. You don't care where she is now, but who will marry Prince Sheng tomorrow? Is it a family? Is fame and fortune so important? Marry whoever wants to marry! Anyway, don't count me in! "

Angrily, he pushed open the door of the pavilion, and suddenly, the air stagnated, and the people in the pavilion gasped in shock.

Nalan Ruixue looked at Chu Xia who looked at her in amazement. After a few days, the corners of her lips finally curved slightly.

Chu Xia looked at the elder sister who was losing weight rapidly in front of her, her clear eyes were full of disbelief, she was stunned, she held up the oil-paper umbrella and walked outside, when she passed by, she whispered: "The old place is waiting for you. "

Nalan Ruixue nodded lightly, walked into the pavilion slowly, closed the oil-paper umbrella and put it in the corner, walked to the side chair and sat down.

Except for Hui's mother and daughter kneeling in the middle of the room and Fang's in a daze, Aunt Zhao and Nalan Ruqiu are sitting quietly on the other side.

After Ru Qiu saw her coming in, a trace of surprise flashed through her beautiful pupils, and then she faintly closed her eyelids halfway, as if everything had nothing to do with her, and she couldn't find the glamorous light of the past.

The wind and rain were blowing outside the house, and a thunderstorm rolled in, which scared the Huishi mother and daughter unconsciously shrinking their heads.

Nalan Xingde looked at Xue'er worriedly. He hadn't seen her for more than half a month, but no one in the family cared, after all, she always came and went without a trace.

But the frequent entry of people into her courtyard in the past few days finally made people realize that something was wrong. Today, Prince Sheng's people came to visit again, and everyone realized that Xue'er had been missing for so many days, and no one noticed.

His daughter is so lonely, always playing the forgotten identity.

Seeing the desolation and coldness in her eyes, he felt a twinge in his heart. Although he vaguely guessed what happened, this result was still unacceptable.

Is he wrong?He shouldn't have shown her the dossier... Knowing that she is the one who puts the Nalan family's honor and disgrace on her shoulders, even if she knows the reason, so what?It is hard to break the ancestral precepts, and he can't do it himself, let alone his daughter.

For a long time, no one spoke in the dark room. Nalan Ruixue glanced at Nalan Yingchun, who was staring at her blankly, with a slight arc on her lips.

"Father, report Yingchun's name."

what!Everyone was shocked, even Ru Qiu looked up at her.

(End of this chapter)