Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

"Queen Mother, can I hug my concubine?"

Gong Xianqing rubbed her head against Nan Qianmo's soft chest, and put one hand on her shoulder, like a lover who was acting coquettishly.

Nan Qianmo's ears were originally hot, but now the heat spread to his cheeks and neck. The cold wind that was blowing should make people shiver, but now it can't cool down.

"You'd better take back your cloak, it's not right."

Gong Xianqing ignored her suggestion. The hand that was originally on Nan Qianmo's shoulder fell to Nan Qianmo's waist, and she wrapped it around. With a smirk.

"No, the queen mother is warm and comfortable."

Gong Xianqing closed her eyes and put all her weight on Nan Qianmo's body, and Nan Qianmo couldn't bear to push Gong Xianqing away, fearing that she would hurt her back.

"Don't you want to try to love someone?"

Gong Xianqing said sullenly in Nan Qianmo's chest, her voice seemed to be a thorn in Nan Qianmo's heart, and something warm and bright red flowed out of her heart.

"In that deep palace, love is the most useless thing."

Nan Qianmo replied coldly, and Gong Xianqing opened his eyes, straightened up from Nan Qianmo's arms, and stared directly at Nan Qianmo with those clear and beautiful eyes.

"If it's outside the palace, can it be love?"

Nan Qianmo's cold eyes looked at Gong Xianqing's naturally charming eyebrows, and the ice in his heart was melted by the water in those eyes.

"I am sorry for my family, and I will only be in the palace."

It could only be in the palace, Nan Qianmo lowered her eyes, turned her head to look at the other side, and concealed the gloom in her eyes.

At this time, Gong Xianqing grabbed Nan Qianmo's hand, the man's hand was warm and soft, Gong Xianqing couldn't help but tighten Nan Qianmo's hand.

But for a moment, Gong Xianqing seemed to think of something, but let go of Nan Qianmo again.

"It's the concubine who is being abrupt."

After finishing speaking, Gong Xianqing leaned against the boulder, slowly closed his eyes, Nan Qianmo paused, and when he was about to take off the cloak Gong Xianqing gave him, the man spoke.

"Except for the empress dowager's hug, I don't want any other concubines."

With a tone like that of a stubborn child, Nan Qianmo froze in place. For some reason, her hand on the tether began to tremble slightly.

"Concubine Yao."

Nan Qianmo spoke in a deep voice, and continued, "What do you think about Ai's family?"

This sentence, when I said it, seemed to be buzzing in my ears, while regretting, but at the same time, there was a little...

expect?

"Queen, the concubine is tired."

After Gong Xianqing finished speaking, he didn't speak any more.

what's on your mind...

Nan Qianmo, that must not be a good idea, but now...

I'm a little messed up myself.

Nan Qianmo just looked at that person's face with her eyes tightly closed. Under the moonlight, she was still so beautiful that no one could pick her.

"Queen! Queen!"

At this moment, Yun Ran's voice came from the slope, Nan Qianmo was overjoyed, turned around and shouted: "Ai's family is here!"

When Yunran saw it, his toes fell in front of Nan Qianmo like a gust of wind.

Yunran looked at the pale Gong Xianqing, looked at the traces of the slope all the way down, then looked at Nan Qianmo, and said, "Is the Queen Mother injured?"

Yunran soon knew that the two of them rolled down the hillside, but Nan Qianmo didn't seem to be injured, but Gong Xianqing's clothes were cut on the back of his hands.

"It's just that my ankle hurts a bit. You take Concubine Yao up first, and be careful of her back. When she rolled down just now, she bumped into a boulder."

Yun Ran nodded, gently pulled Gong Xianqing up, and said, "Can Concubine Yao go?"

Gong Xianqing lifted his breath, and when he took a step forward, his back felt a tearing pain, so he smiled wryly and shook his head.

"That slave has offended."

Yunran turned her back towards Gong Xianqing, Gong Xianqing knew what she meant, so she leaned over Yunran's back and let Yunran carry her up, but Yunran's footwork was indeed admirable, she His lightness kung fu is no worse than Jueyin Pavilion's lightness kung fu stunt.

Yunran put Gong Xianqing down, turned around and carried Nan Qianmo up, and finally, Yunran called someone to carry the sedan chair to carry Gong Xianqing and Nan Qianmo back to their respective tents.

"Tell Concubine Yao the imperial doctor."

Nan Qianmo paused, then added: "Female doctor."

After Nan Qianmo returned to her tent, she told Yun Ran that she still couldn't forget the pale face of the man just now, let alone...

Under the moonlight, all the words said.

When Yunran came back, she had already changed into a simple underwear and was sitting on the edge of the bed, as if waiting for Yunran to come back.

"My queen, what happened to your ankle?"

Yunran squatted down and looked at Nan Qianmo's ankle. There was only a little redness and swelling, and no bones were hurt.

"Aijia is fine."

Nan Qianmo sighed, closed her eyes, and said, "What's wrong with her?"

Yunran knew who Nan Qianmo was asking. When the woman opened her clothes just now and exposed her back, there was a bruise the size of two palms. Even when she saw it, she felt distressed for that snow-white icy muscle.

"I hurt my muscles and bones in the back, and it will take a while to recuperate, while some abrasions on the back of the hands and wrists are not serious."

After Nan Qianmo heard this, she was silent for a while, before she opened her mouth: "Aijia accidentally slipped on the soles of her feet just now, she was the one who protected Aijia and got injured."

Yun Ran didn't speak. To be honest, she thought that Gong Xianqing would definitely not be a good person. It's just that she has no flaws from previous observations. She even protects Nan Qianmo with her body. It will all dissipate at this moment.

"Does the emperor know?"

Nan Qianmo couldn't help clenching her underwear with her hand on her thigh. Emperor Wen will definitely take good care of that injured person...

"Back to the Empress Dowager, Concubine Yao has an order not to inform Emperor Wen of this matter."

It's strange for Yunran to mention this point. He was injured, and he was also protecting Nan Qianmo from being injured. If more adjustments are added, Emperor Wen may not only feel distressed, but also reward him heavily, but Concubine Yao Did not take this opportunity to do anything.

Nan Qianmo was silent for a long time, then lay on his back on the bed and closed his eyes.

"Remove the shadow guards monitoring Gong Xianqing!"

Yun Ran paused for a moment, and then replied after a while: "No."

Royal hunting ground, Gong Xianqing's camp.

Gong Xianqing was lying on the bed, showing her fair back, but there were two palm-sized bruises on her snow-white skin, which looked very scary at first glance.

Ning'er carefully applied the medicine for Gong Xianqing, Gong Xianqing frowned, holding back the pain.

"Ma'am, does it hurt?"

Ning'er asked with distress, Gong Xianqing shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

No matter how painful it is, she has tried it. This kind of pain is nothing. It's just that she hasn't been injured for a long time. It's just the pain, which is still fresh in people's memory.

"Are you sure you don't want to tell the emperor?"

Gong Xianqing raised his eyes, sighed, and said, "No need."

Autumn hunting is always the day when the men of the Southern Chu Kingdom show off their majesty on horseback. The men set off boldly, while the concubines who stayed at the banquet talked and laughed.

In autumn, the weather was a bit cold, but Gong Xianqing was the only one who put on gloves. At this time, Concubine Liang said: "My sister is not recovering from the cold, drink more ginger tea to keep out the cold."

Concubine Liang has no bad intentions, speaks bluntly, and has an informal temper. Gong Xianqing can also say a few words to her. At this time, she noticed that Gong Xianqing was wearing gloves, so she thought that she hadn't recovered from the cold.

At this time, Gong Xianqing glanced at Nan Qianmo subconsciously, and found that she was also looking at him, so she immediately turned to look at Concubine Liang, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, sister, it's autumn, everyone should wear more warm clothes Clothes are."

Many people don't know that Gong Xianqing did it to cover the scars on the back of her hand, but why she did this and didn't want Emperor Wen to know, Nan Qianmo couldn't understand.

At this time, someone suggested that Concubine Yu play a piece on the qin for everyone to appreciate, Concubine Yu naturally did not dare to shirk, so she asked someone to bring the qin.

"Sister Concubine Yao's piano skills are not inferior to concubines, how about asking Concubine Yao and concubine to play a piece together?"

Concubine Yu glanced at Gong Xianqing with her beautiful eyes, and then at her elder brother Shu Ping. Gong Xianqing frowned. If she wanted to play the piano, she would have to take off her gloves. , when Ge Shuping wanted to agree, Nan Qianmo spoke up.

"Concubine Yao felt cold yesterday, so don't worry about it today, Concubine Yu, you can play alone, so that everyone can appreciate your piano skills."

Nan Qianmo said something at this time, Gong Xianqing heaved a sigh of relief, a trace of sweetness flew across his heart like a feather, and when he looked at Nan Qianmo, he smiled a little more.

"The concubines will stop showing their ugliness."

Gong Xianqing said something owed, followed Nan Qianmo's words and refused, Concubine Yu raised her eyebrows, with a weird smile on her lips.

"Then the concubine will show her shame."

Concubine Yu began to play, the sound of the piano was sad and lingering, like a thread of love that was about to be broken, but also like a fish pursuing the sky, a hurt that cannot be asked for.

The whole audience fell silent, only listening to Concubine Yu's mournful sound of the piano, only Gong Xianqing smiled unconsciously, thinking: Who is this dead woman trying to seduce, and who is she planning?

Gong Xianqing looked across the audience, but saw that the corners of Ge Shuping's eyes were slightly moist, as if he was touched by the sound of the piano, and the sadness in his heart was slightly aroused.

Could it be…

Gong Xianqing didn't smile, but the corners of her eyes were curved into an arc.

It was only after the end of the song that the audience woke up from the intoxication, and they couldn't get back to their senses for a long time.

"Concubine Yu's piano skills are really superb, but this song is too sad. Could it be that Concubine Yu has something sad in her heart?"

Nan Qianmo's tone was very calm, as if he was not affected by the sound of the piano at all, and Gong Xianqing couldn't help sighing that Nan Qianmo was really rational.

"No, it's just a piano piece."

Concubine Yu replied, Nan Qianmo didn't ask too many questions, the concubines all admired Concubine Yu's piano skills, but Gong Xianqing just stayed silent, drinking hot tea, but she looked up and found Nan Qianmo He was looking at himself again, those eyes seemed to be talking, as if he had something to say to himself.

"Ning'er, I want to go for a walk, so you don't have to follow."

As soon as Ning'er heard it, she immediately stopped her and said, "No, ma'am...you were the only one injured, why..."

"No problem, I promise you that I will not go far."

Gong Xianqing got up and left the table, but when Nan Qianmo saw it, his heart moved, and he said to Yunran: "Aijia, go for a walk, you don't have to follow."