After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Yan Huaiyin knocked the maid unconscious, placed her on the bed, turned around and left the Prime Minister's residence.

He didn't stay any longer, and went back to the mansion directly.

Everyone was already asleep, only his room was lit, Yan Huaiyin opened the door and entered the room, and sure enough, he saw Jiang Lian sitting on the bed.

He squatted on the branch for most of the night, and after taking off the mask, the tips of his ears were red from the cold, and the smudges were particularly conspicuous on his plain white face.Jiang Lian took Mrs. Tang to warm him, Yan Huaiyin felt itchy and wanted to hide, but he really had no strength left, so he could only let Jiang Lian do whatever he wanted.

Jiang Lian circled him like a tired cat.

"If you don't come back again," Jiang Lian pinched his face, carefully covering his ears with Mrs. Tang, "I'm going to let Jin Yiwei surround the Prime Minister's mansion."

If it wasn't for Yan Huaiyin not to let him go, how could he be willing to wait for him here honestly.

Mrs. Tang chased away the coldness, but she added a deeper layer of warm red to Bo Hong. Hearing his words, Yan Huaiyin looked at him sideways. , was warmed into fragrant water by him.

It is really lively and fragrant.

"Nonsense." Yan Huaiyin took Mrs. Tang from Jiang Lian's hand, and roughly told him about the affairs in the Prime Minister's residence.

"So Liu Qingyun's son died eight years ago?" Jiang Lian said softly.

"Well," Yan Huaiyin curled up his fingers, holding Tang Pozi with his cold fingertips, "Liu Qingyun met Gu Huanshan and came forward to recommend Gu Huanshan to go to northern Xinjiang. The situation in northern Xinjiang is in chaos. Eye."

Only Gu Huanshan was single-minded, thinking that Liu Qingyun really meant to support the younger generation.

"Is it an eye, or a sword that echoes the northern border?" Jiang Lian stretched out his hand and put the back of Yan Huaiyin's hand in his palm, "It just depends on how far Liu Qingyun and the Turks colluded."

"The matter of collusion has not yet been settled, but Liu Qingyun is definitely not as pure and kind as he appears. After he met Gu Huanshan, he met Qi Zan," Yan Huaiyin smiled, "This is to separate Northern Xinjiang and Chaohua City. It's all in the palm of your hand."

The Nanyang Marquis Mansion is gone, the other dignitaries are insignificant, and he has only one humerus in the court. If he wants to take power, within ten years, he will be another Nanyang Marquis Mansion.

What a left side.

"If there is no accident, after grasping the prime minister on the left," Yan Huaiyin pulled his hand out of Jiang Lian's palm with warmth in his palm, and smiled a little under his long eyelashes, "he should do something to you gone."

"Qing ministers raped eunuchs," Yan Huaiyin said leisurely, "Nine thousand years old, the chances of winning are not great."

After Jiang Lian heard this, he put Mrs. Tang on the table next to the bed, followed Yan Huaiyin's ear with his hand, but asked, "Did you see Gu Huanshan?"

"Hmm..." Yan Huaiyin replied, then suddenly paused.As if trying to understand something, he moved the tip of his nose and asked, "Hey, why does it smell like vinegar?"

"Do you know Gu Huanshan's affection for you?" Jiang Lian heard his teasing, stretched out his hand and clasped his fingers away, the two fingers intertwined, and he slowly clenched them tightly.

"He blushes when he sees me, I don't know why," Yan Huaiyin was a little hot from his entanglement, tilting his head to avoid it, "but love is the most false, I don't really believe in it."

Only Jiang Lian was an accident.

As soon as he turned his head, his neck was exposed in front of Jiang Lian's eyes. He tied up his hair today, and the light cast a soft light on his clean and white neck. Jade.

Jiang Lian's tongue touched his teeth, and he bit it: "Well, I'm jealous."

The soft curtain was lowered, Yan Huaiyin's arms were clasped on Jiang Lian's broad back, too excited and weak, trembling in his arms.

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"Qingyun, tell me about it," Liu Qingyun looked at the maid standing below, and asked in a gentle voice, "How tall is the person who held you hostage last night, can you recall it?"

Qing Yun stood there with his head down and said in detail: "Master, that man is tall, and the servants only reached his shoulders. He is thin and has slender fingers, but they are also men's hands. His voice sounds like a young man's." .”

The housekeeper stood beside her and heard her say this, and said anxiously: "You... what you said is no different from what you just said!"

"Don't scare her." Liu Qingyun put down the letter in her hand, and said in a gentle voice, "She is a girl, and being able to recall so much of that situation is already remarkable."

As he said this, Qingyun choked up a sob below, and his eyes filled with tears in an instant.

She is the young master's bed warming maid. When the young master left Zhaohua City 12 years ago, he didn't tell anyone. At that time, the master was just a small official who copied books, and he was very soft-spoken. After looking for it for a few years, he gradually gave up.

The young master came back in the fourth year after leaving, hurriedly entered the mansion to kowtow to the master and left again. The news of his death came the next day.

Before he died, Qingyun had no intention of leaving, and even more so after he died, not because of deep affection, but because he had nowhere to go.

The master is kind and treats her very well.Thinking about the thin relationship in the past, she was only allowed to guard the son's vacant room and clean it on weekdays. How could she think of what happened last night.

Now that he was wronged, Qingyun couldn't help it, and shed tears on the spot.

"Go down," Liu Qingyun sighed when she saw her weeping, "From now on, you don't stay in the Lin'er house. The presiding master of the Cuiwei Mountain Taoist Temple outside the city is an old acquaintance with me. If you want, Go up the mountain in two days, and follow her from now on."

After he finished speaking, Qingyun paused for a moment, burst into tears immediately, knelt down and kowtowed, choked up and said: "Go back to the master, the servant is willing, willing..."

"What's the use of me being willing? Of course I want you to guard the door, but I don't want to look at the one in the house." Xu Zhi shrank his head under the eaves and looked up at Lian Qing who was sitting on the branch not far away. , exclaimed, "Aren't you cold?"

It has been three days since they came here, and as soon as Lian Qing approached the room during the three days, Chen Ying would cry and make noises, and she was terrified of him.

She couldn't leave people around her, there was no other way, so for three days, only Xu Zhi sat at the door and watched her.

Lian rubbed his nose lightly, sat upright on the tree with his arms folded, stared at the closed window of Chen Ying's room for a moment, and said, "Mr. Just watch."

Xu Zhi wrapped his jacket tightly around his body, and was about to refuse when his throat tickled, followed by a low cough.

The frail scholar he couldn't pick up, suddenly came to this deserted suburb, and started to burn intermittently from the next day.

After hearing this, Lian Qing lowered his head and frowned when he saw him like this: "Go, sir. It's snowing heavily tonight, and there's no one around. If I don't get close, I can still look after you here. Go to sleep, sir, and get well soon. It's more powerful."

Xu Zhi thought about it for a while, and heyed, he stood up from the threshold.He patted the snow that fell on his body, and said softly to Lian: "Then I will trouble you tonight."

"No trouble." Hearing his words, Lian Qing thought for a while, reached into her bosom, took out something from the innermost part of her clothes, threw it to Xu Zhi from the tree, and raised her voice, "Sir, take it. "

The thing was covered warmly by him, Xu Zhi stretched out his hand to take it and took a look, only to see that it was a small wine jug, he raised his eyebrows: "Good boy, you also brought wine."

"I don't drink alcohol when I'm doing business for the master," Lian Qing said with a smile, covering his snow-covered hair, "Sir, open it and smell it."

Xu Zhi unscrewed the cork of the flagon with his frozen hands, and a hot smell of ginger rushed to his face, warming his heart when he smelled it in the snow all over the sky.

It's a wine pot full of ginger soup.

Xu Zhi raised his head, and saw Lian Qing smirking at him, and said quite proudly: "My sister-in-law boiled it, and my brother asked me to take it, and now there is only so much left, sir, take it to drink, and you must sweat after drinking. Come out, and the fever will subside."

Xu Zhi paused, greedy after all, put the jug into his arms, and said softly to Lian: "Thank you, your brother is very kind to you."

Lian touched his head lightly, proudly said: "My brother and sister-in-law love me."

The words of the two people outside the city could not travel very far, and they disappeared in the wind and snow that could freeze the air. In the city, the New Year is approaching, which is the busiest time of the year.

Emperor Chengde loves luxury, and every New Year's Eve is luxurious and lively. The Ministry of Rites has been preparing for the New Year's Eve since a month ago.Following the preparations by the Ministry of Rituals, the heavy snowfall hinted at a good harvest in the coming year, and the concubines in the palace also began to give gifts to their natal families outside the palace.

For a while, there were many people coming and going at the gate of the palace, and Yan Huaiyin's house actually received two gifts.

One was from Concubine Zhou, Yan Huaiyin was the Crown Prince Shao Fu, and Concubine Zhou was Qi Zan's biological mother, so they naturally prepared a generous gift and Yan Huaiyin politely accepted it, while the other belonged to the Empress.

Xiao Rubi never gave New Year gifts outside the palace in the past, but this year he actually gave one to each family of officials who could be named outside the palace. The little eunuch who came to give gifts to Yan Huaiyin's house was Jiang Yang.

After Yan Huaiyin knelt down and thanked the Queen for the reward, Eunuch Xiao Jiang quickly helped him up with a smile on his face: "The rituals are all here, and the slaves let them and the people in the house count and put them in the warehouse. Only this, the empress said that the slaves must be kept in check." Hand it over to you personally."

Yan Huaiyin took the thing wrapped in brocade silk in his hand, put it on the table, and asked with a smile, "Why is it Mr. Jiang?"

"There is no father-in-law in the empress's palace," Jiang Yang said modestly with shy eyebrows, "Perhaps it's a slave who handles things safely, so he should be valued by others."

Yan Huaiyin hummed, and said softly: "I think so too, Mr. Jiang is young and promising, so rare."

Jiang Yang was dazed by the boast of being young and promising, and walked out of Yan Huaiyin's house with his waist straightened and his tail cocked.

After he left, Yan Huaiyin opened the brocade silk embroidered with plain flowers. Inside the brocade silk was a black box. When he opened the box, Yan Huaiyin was startled.

Inside the black box lies a hair crown.

Yan Huaiyin recognized this crown, it was the hair crown that Yan Wanqing planned to give him at the coronation ceremony when he was young, it was engraved with silver, and a lifelike unicorn was carved on it - it was engraved by Yan Wanqing into.

Going around, the things that I thought were lost were returned to him by Xiao Rubi.

Yan Huaiyin stared at it for a long time, then carefully put it into the cabinet.

As soon as he closed the door of the cabinet, he heard a commotion in the yard, and then, a soft voice sounded outside the door: "Master, it's not good!"

Hearing his words, Yan Huaiyin immediately opened the door, and saw Lian Qing kneeling outside, beside Xu Zhi with a pale face.

Seeing the two of them like this, Yan Huaiyin's expression did not change, but his words were calm and gentle: "What's wrong? Speak slowly."

There is no need to speak slowly, Lian lightly let out a foul breath, and said with red eyes: "Master, Chen Ying is gone."

The author says:

感谢在2022-08-2019:57:01-2022-09-0109:52:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: three kills and two;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Aston made 30 bottles; Sanmi 20 bottles; Mu Baiqing 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!