That was the first time he saw a look of despair on A Niang, and for a long time afterwards, he didn't dare to come out again.
Until A Niang asked for a peace amulet.
Until my mother passed away.
He never saw her again.
"What's wrong?" Qingyin suddenly stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
Nangong Yan retracted his gaze and said, "It's okay, but I should go back."
Qingyin subconsciously grabbed his clothes, "Will you come again?"
Nangong Yan's eyes flickered, "Of course."
Now the amulet has little effect on him.
He thought, he could do it.
Qingyin let go of the clothes she was holding and waved at him uncomfortably, "Well, see you next time."
After saying that, he didn't dare to look at Nangong Yan, and retreated with his hands behind his back.
"careful!"
An exclamation.
Qingyin felt dizzy and when she stopped, she found herself being held in someone's arms. The big hand on her waist was burning her skin.
Qingyin subconsciously raised her head. They were already very close, and now their breathing was intertwined.
Nangong Yan also subconsciously lowered his head, looking at her charming face, his breathing became a little heavier.
This time the breath was even tighter.
The big hand on her waist tightened unconsciously, and Qingyin suddenly cried out in pain.
Nangong Yan suddenly came to his senses and quickly let go of his hand, "Sorry."
Qingyin shook her head. "If you hadn't caught me, I would have fallen."
After returning to the Yangxin Palace, Nangong Yan hid his mask and the precious painting he had obtained today in a box under the bed as usual, and then got into bed.
But in a state of half-dream and half-wakefulness, he seemed to see Qingyin standing in front of the window and smiling at him as usual.
But she was a little different today. She was wearing only a piece of clothing as thin as cicada silk, and her towering figure was exposed.
She called him, A Yan.
The next day, when Nangong Yuan woke up, he found that there was a wet spot under the quilt.
Reminding him of what beautiful dream he must have had last night.
But I tried hard to think about it, but I had no impression of it.
He ordered someone to come in and clean up, and he went to the hot spring water in the back to wash up.
When everything was cleaned up, a man in black was already kneeling in the hall.
"Speak." Nangong Yuan opened his thin lips slightly.
"I was on guard at the Yangxin Palace last night until the 11:00 PM when I spotted a man wearing a mask emerging from the palace. Not daring to act rashly, I watched him walk towards the harem. The masked man reappeared at midnight, and I haven't seen him leave since."
Nangong Yuan waved his hand gently.
When he was the only one left in the hall, he pinched his brows and closed his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, they were clear.
If he had gone out at night wearing a mask, it must be hidden somewhere.
There was a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet last night, and as usual there was no morning court today, so he had time to look for it slowly.
In fact, he didn't have to search for long before he found a brocade box under the bed. He slowly opened it and found a silver mask lying inside. He took it out gently and saw a piece of paper underneath.
He unfolded it and saw a painting of crabapple flowers on it.
He picked it up and sniffed it gently, and it was exactly the same scent as the empress dowager's last night.
Qingyin was sleeping soundly at the time and was unaware of all this.
But when I woke up and sat at the table eating breakfast, I heard Qiuzhu running over and saying that the emperor had arrived.
Qingyin didn't have time to be shocked.
A bright yellow has appeared at the door.
She quickly stood up and found that she was holding a sticky rice dumpling made of corn in her hand. She quickly put it down and greeted the emperor.
Fortunately, I just realized that I am the queen mother.
No need to salute him.
After all, I am older than him.
If he really wanted to be calculative, he should have bowed to her.
However, this hidden thought was not satisfied. Nangong Yuan glanced at the breakfast on the table.
Qingyin immediately understood, "Your Majesty, have you eaten yet? Would you like to share some with us?"
Nangong Yuan didn't hesitate and sat down directly.
Qingyin gestured to Qiuzhu to get clean dishes and chopsticks.
Qingyin sat down only after the dishes and chopsticks were brought. Perhaps because Nangong Yuan was here, the originally relaxing breakfast time was filled with a bit of silence.
Just like last night’s Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.
Fortunately, Qingyin had gotten used to it last night, and today she was able to eat the breakfast in front of her without changing her expression.
Nangong Yuan held the chopsticks in both hands and just stared at Qingyin quietly.
If I had looked at it occasionally last night.
Today's gaze was much more naked, and Qingyin was frightened. She accidentally dropped the fish ball that she had picked up with her chopsticks.
Nangong Yuan suddenly spoke up at this moment, "According to the rules, I have to call you Mother."
Qingyin's hand holding the chopsticks shook even more violently, but she said calmly, "No, I dare not."
Nangong Yuan suddenly lost interest and went straight to the point, "I heard that the Queen Mother is an amazing painter. I wonder if you could paint a picture for me now."
I have just returned this to you, Queen Mother.
Now it is the Queen Mother, I.
It really is...
What can I do about it?
When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
She had no choice but to put down her chopsticks and stood up reluctantly. "I wonder what Your Majesty would like to draw?"
Nangong Yuan said calmly, "Let's just pick the crabapple flowers. I just came from the Imperial Garden and saw that they are all bearing fruit."
Qingyin subconsciously raised her eyes, but unexpectedly met a pair of calm black eyes.
"What's wrong?" Nangong Yuan asked.
Qingyin shook her head and walked into the inner room at the back.
Nangong Yuan then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of bean curd roll and slowly started eating.
A quarter of an hour later, Qingyin came out with the crabapple flowers she had just painted.
"Your Majesty, the painting is finished."
Nangong Yuan put down his chopsticks and took it, but his brows were slightly furrowed.
It's different from the crabapple flowers in the box.
His gaze shifted from the painting to Qingyin.
He hadn't noticed just now that the woman in front of him was not wearing any makeup, only rosy lips as embellishment, but even so, her face was charming and attractive.
It turns out that this is the face under the thick makeup.
No wonder it's hidden.
Nangong Yuan took the painting and stood up slowly. "I'll take it." He took a few steps and suddenly stopped. "By the way, the palace has been a bit uneasy lately. The Queen Mother should be careful and don't let some thieves take advantage of you."
After saying that, he walked away without stopping.
Liu Qingyin was almost scared to death.
This man's eyes are too sharp, and I always feel like I have nowhere to hide in front of him.
"Empress Dowager, please take a look at the gifts delivered yesterday." Qiu Zhu suddenly came in holding a list.
Qingyin regained her composure, took the list, and glanced at it casually.
For her, the queen mother who had no real power, she looked at the thick list of gifts, but could not pick out two really good things.
However, when Qingyin suddenly saw a name, she was stunned.
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