I subconsciously wanted to see who it was, but it was too dark, and there was no light on the emperor's side, so I couldn't see clearly, so I had to give up and help me and walked out slowly.

She was probably worried that I was still feeling bad because of the words I said just now, and didn't dare to say anything more. The two of them walked quietly on the path. Suddenly, I heard a rumbling voice in front of me and stopped immediately: "Who is where?!"

Kuoer was startled and hurriedly looked ahead.

"What's wrong, yes, is there a thief?"

“…”

In this palace, there are so many guards inside and outside, and even royal shadow guards. Ordinary thieves can come here, but if they are unusual "thieves", they will not be discovered by me.

I frowned and stared at the front, and Kouer grabbed my arm, plucked the courage to shout, "Come out quickly, or I'll call you!"

A figure swayed in front of him, and finally, a thin figure slowly walked out.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be Nangong Lizhu.

I was stunned for a moment, and Kouer immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but looked at her with some confusion: "Uh, Guifei, what are you doing here?"

I looked at her face, which was so pale that she was so thin that her cheekbones were high. Because of the dark light, she couldn't see the scars on her face, so she looked particularly pitiful. She only looked at me and didn't say anything. After thinking about it, I said to Kou'er: "Ku'er, go ahead and wait for me first, and I will say something to the imperial concubine."

Kuo'er was a little hesitant, but he still obediently let go of my arm, saluted Nangong Lizhu, and slowly walked to the front.

Then I walked to Nangong Lizhu and said, "Why are you still here so late? What if you are injured by the patrol guards as an assassin?"

“…”

She didn't say anything, stood quietly for a long time before slowly saying, "It seems that only you will care about me."

“…”

Although she and I clearly resisted the stingy "warmness" between us, now, the hostile environment seems to have gone and the future, and we do not have to compete with each other every time we meet. My "good guy" personality has begun to be annoying again.

I looked back at the dark courtyard and said, "Do you want to come to see His Majesty the Emperor?"

“…”

"You haven't seen him yet?"

She shook her head: "He is busy every day, during the day and at night."

I said, "But this is not his refusal. The concubine passed away and she decided to make the capital of Xi'an Prefecture. There are so many people here to deal with. It is not a peaceful and prosperous era. He doesn't have much time to spend in the harem."

"Didn't you even have time to look at me?"

“…”

I was going to go back to the topic of that day, and I looked at her weakly, and then said, "Now, it is not that easy for the Queen to see him."

“…”

She was silent for a while, as if she agreed with my words, but the next moment, she suddenly said, "Yan Qingying, if you go over now, will he see you?"

I thought about it and said, "There is no such if."

Her eyes were bright, as if tears were flashing. She slowly turned around. I thought she was about to leave, but she murmured, "Now, I can only rely on the 'if' to live and comfort myself, but you don't even want to be a 'if'..."

My eyebrows frowned, and when I looked at her thin back, I felt the urge to comfort her, but when I spoke, I didn't know what to say.

If you have some things, no matter how many words of comfort from outsiders, it is probably not as good as the person in your heart to take a look.

I stopped in place until her back disappeared into the night before sighing and slowly turned around and left.

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The next morning, I was woken up by the sound of heavy rain outside.

Actually, I didn't sleep well this night, probably because I didn't feel sleepy at all. In addition, after meeting Nangong Lizhu, I felt even more mixed feelings. It was not until the sky was dawn that I barely squinted for a while. Unexpectedly, it started to rain heavily in just a while.

After washing up, I pushed the door out and saw a gray world outside. It was raining heavily. The dense rain water woven into a silver-gray rain curtain, and I could hardly even see the farther palace walls.

There are also quite a lot of puddles on the ground.

Guer came over with an umbrella, but I didn't expect that I had gotten up so early. While dusting the raindrops on my body, I smiled and said, "Miss Yan got up so early, I haven't come to serve you yet."

I smiled and said that Qinghan was coming today. Although it was not a big deal, it was also an unusual thing for him to come to kowtow to the concubine.

After a while, breakfast was delivered. After eating some, I had to walk to the mourning hall. I held an umbrella to hide the rain and said, "Miss Yan, don't be anxious. It will take some time for such heavy rain to come from there."

I asked, "Where is Your Highness Ning?"

"He stayed all night."

"Ah? No rest?"

"No, except for Miss Yan persuaded him to eat something last night, he did not leave the mourning hall again."

"How can he bear it like this?"

I couldn't help but sigh. At this time, I had already walked to the mourning hall. Just like yesterday, the monks' chanting scriptures were still endless, almost over the heavy rain outside. Except for the person who was kneeling in the mourning hall, Pei Ningyuan really kept kneeling there, his face pale as paper, almost the same posture as last night.

I walked to him and half-kneeled, and said softly: "Your Highness, go and have a rest?"

“…”

"The concubine already knows your filial piety."

“…”

"But how can you feel at ease with the concubine in this way?"

He looked up at me, but he didn't sleep all night. He was so haggard that he was no longer human, and even his eyes became a little dull. I winked at the person behind me, and immediately two servants came to help him up.

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I walked around the entrance of the hall and saw a carriage slowly driving over from the rain.

It is a cold carriage.

The carriage stopped when it reached the city gate. The rain became more and more anxious. He could only barely see the thin figure coming down from the carriage. The wind and rain were storming, making him almost unable to stand firm. After shaking twice, the people around him immediately went over to support him. Chabixing held up an umbrella behind him, and then slowly sent him over.

However, the carriage did not leave and was still parked at the city gate.

I was a little strange, but I had no time to care about other things at this time. This road is actually not long, but it is not comfortable or even easy to walk through such a storm. Especially now Qinghan's body has not fully recovered, so it is quite difficult for him to walk this road.

When I almost couldn't help but walk out to greet him, he raised his head and shook his head gently at me.

I stopped immediately.

I understand that this is the mourning hall of Concubine Zhao after all.

He probably can only do this.

Everyone saw him, and almost everyone calmed down and watched quietly, waiting for him to walk to the hall. Although Chabixing held an umbrella on his head, it was useless at all. The heavy rain had already wet most of his clothes, and his thin clothes were pressed against his body, looking even thinner.

Immediately, several servants came over to meet him, but he just raised his hand and stopped the people, then looked up at the spiritual position in front of him.

The white banner was constantly swaying by the wind, which made the entire mourning hall feel a sense of turbulence and uneasiness. When the crying people saw him, they also stood up one after another and let him go to the side. Qinghan slowly walked forward, walked all the way to the center of the mourning hall, and then knelt down.

In the hall, almost everyone's eyes fell on him.

In everyone's eyes, they all understood that he was the son-in-law of the concubine and half of his son. Although the reputation of killing his wife on the wedding night had long been cleared, he appeared here and kowtowed to the concubine, which seemed very subtle to many people.

But Qinghan seemed to be unable to see the eyes of the people around him. He knelt there, slowly leaned down, and kowtowed three times.

Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-

There were three heavy muffled sounds in the mourning hall.

I watched him kowtow the last time, and he was lying heavily on the ground, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on his shoulders, which made him unable to get rid of it, and he could not call for help. After all, I walked over slowly and held his arm to make him stand up.

His eyes were slightly red, and it seemed that he didn't sleep well last night.

My nasal voice was strong, and I whispered: "I have kowtowed to the concubine. I have some things to let go, but I still have to let go of what I should put down."

He just glanced at me and nodded slightly.

I was a little surprised that he was so "obedient". I looked at him and looked outside the hall. The carriage was still parked at the city gate. It was raining heavily. Although it washed away the outside of the carriage completely, the horse pulling the carriage and the driver sitting on the shaft seemed less comfortable.

I said, "Why don't you let the carriage go down?"

He said, "Where is Your Majesty the Emperor?"

I was slightly stunned: "What's wrong?"

He said, "Someone has come. I think he should first meet His Majesty the Emperor."

I couldn't help but remember that at Miaoyan's door last night, I heard someone coming to meet the emperor in the middle of the night. Why did someone come to meet him again today? And it was brought by Qinghan?

Could it be that just half a day after we left the government office yesterday, who came to Xi'an Prefecture?
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