Concubine, don't flirt: His Royal Highness is hiding something

In the inner hall, Nangong Yan saw Yu Qiqi's obedient manner, and the boredom in his heart disappeared a lot.

Both of them got on the soft couch, but Yu Qiqi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She opened her eyes and looked quietly at Nangong Yan. He had already closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

She lightly got up from the soft couch.

However, as soon as those little feet touched the clogs, their wrists were grabbed by a pair of big hands.

"Where are you going?"

Nangong Yan's voice came coldly from behind, causing a layer of chill to appear on Yu Qiqi's back.

She tightened her fingers, turned her head to look at him resentfully, and blamed: "You are sleeping here, how can I sleep?"

"Then where do you want to go?" Nangong Yan also got up from the soft couch, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, "Could it be, the Red Silk Courtyard?"

"You, don't mess with people!"

Yu Qiqi withdrew her hand and said angrily.She would admit to doing other things, but she wouldn't admit to this even if she killed her.

If because of her, the whole Nanzhao clan and her father, mother and elder brothers lost their lives, then she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

"Then why are you nervous?" Nangong Yan snorted.

"I don't have one." She hurriedly replied, got off the soft couch, picked up the basket Zhao Niang put on the table, and went back to the soft couch to fiddle with.

"If you want to sleep, you can sleep." Candlelight came in from outside the golden silk curtain, Yu Qiqi only cared about the crickets in the basket.

Nangong Yan lay back on the soft couch, quietly watching her fiddle.

After several rounds of fighting, her cricket always lost to A Jian's.Her eyes were focused, and a thin layer of sweat began to appear on the tip of her small nose.

"I see you are very eloquent on weekdays, but I didn't expect you to be stupid." After the sneer, a smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Yan's lips.

"I can play many games in the East Palace very well, but this cricket fight is not good." When she said this, she was a little childish.

Nangong Yan hooked her thin lips, got up and took the straw from her hand, and within half a cup of tea, Nangong Yan had already won A Jian's with her cricket fight.

Yu Qiqi was startled, then suddenly, she raised her watery eyes and begged him, "Then teach me."

Hair, slipped from her shoulders.

She had never begged Nangong Yan for anything, this was the first time.

Nangong Yan's cold eyes froze, and he replied angrily, "I don't teach!" She lay down and fell asleep.

Yu Qiqi snorted, put it back in the basket, moved her body, and fell asleep who was far away from him.

All night, Yu Qiqi didn't sleep well, Nangong Yan always grabbed the quilt with her, when she woke up in the middle of the night, most of the quilt was torn off by Nangong Yan, causing her to suffer from the cold all night.

When she woke up the next day, Yu Qiqi caught a cold and sneezed several times.

"Crown Concubine, since His Royal Highness has come down once, she will definitely come a second time." When tidying the bedding, Zhao Niang didn't see Luo Hong, so she comforted her.

The soup that Yu Qiqi just drank into her mouth almost spit out, she hastily swallowed the soup, "Don't worry, he came here for Wanniang."

Zhaoniang paused for a moment while she was arranging the bedding, and said nothing more.

As soon as Nangong Yan left Yaoguang Hall, Chu Peiyu stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, the envoys sent by Nanzhao to pay tribute have come to Beijing."

After the surrender of Nanzhao, jewelry and jade articles were tributed to Yanjing every year.

"Who is it?"

Nangong Yan stood tall with his hands behind his back.

Chu Peiyu nodded, "It's a prince."

Nangong Yan's eyes gradually darkened, Nanzhao only had one heir, Yan Shiqing.It is said that this humanistic Taoist military strategy is a rare talent in the Nanzhao royal family.

Moreover, the relationship with Yu Qiqi...intimate?

When he thinks of Yu Qiqi who usually has thorns all over his body in front of him, and his obedient and docile appearance in front of Yan Shiqing, there is really a little bit of... Isn't it a taste in his heart?

"Enter the palace."

There was a trace of coolness in the bottom of the eyes, Nangong Yan said coldly.

"Yes."

Chu Peiyu lowered his head.