The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was much cooler. Sitting in the pavilion, cooking a pot of small tea, eating a few sauces, and putting a pair of chessboards, the days were very pleasant.

Qiao Wei and Fu Xueyan are sitting opposite each other. Qiao Wei’s chess skills are not as good as Fu Xueyan’s, but after a period of time, they have also refined a lot, and occasionally they can make a draw with Fu Xueyan.

On the empty grass in the small garden, Jingyun and the lord of the lord are enjoying the golden eagle taking off. Because the feet of the golden eagle can no longer be stressed, Jingyun can't bear to deprive him of his right to fly, so he begged his uncle to think. To find a way, it is right not to find relatives to find the second uncle at this time. After all, the teacher is not in the same line, but the tools are one-on-one.

The master of the church made a hoop for the golden eagle, hooped on the foot, which can help it to be stressed. At the same time, there is an organ at the bottom of the hoop. As long as its bird's claw is gently received, it can touch the force of the organ. It popped up the entire bird.

It’s just... don’t take control, you have to do the same with the other foot, otherwise you will lose balance.

The master of the teacher adjusted the tightness of the organs over and over again, and the result was -

The golden eagle was bombed.

The golden eagle was bombed.

The golden eagle is flying...

Pearl is still in a sunny place, sitting in a wheelchair with Huo Shigong and the long-sword brothers, and the brothers and Wang Shu are chasing the white and white, and I don’t know which one to go to.

Everything seemed calm and surprising, except... Xiuqin ran over in a panic.

"Miss!" Xiuqin walked up the steps and walked into the pavilion.

Fu Xueyan dropped a white son and gently asked: "What happened?"

Xiuqin’s eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Qiao Wei’s eyes, and he stopped talking. Fu Xue flue: “It’s all about yourself, there’s nothing to say.”

Xiuqin sighed, and said something that happened on the street with Fu Xueyan. It turned out that Fu Xueyan wanted to eat chestnuts early in the morning, but in this season, only the processed chestnut powder in Beijing, where there are fresh chestnut kernels? However, since Fu Xueyan wanted to eat, Xiuqin decided to go out and try his luck.

When she saw that she had just walked down the street, she met the envoy of the Huns and went to Beijing. The streets were cleared. She had to avoid it. When the envoys of the Huns swayed through the city, she saw the night. Luo's guard!

Qiao Wei groaned in confusion: "Wait, you said that there are nights in the envoys of the Huns?"

She knew the incident of the Huns’ visits. She listened to the meditation in the early days and mentioned that the northern border was a bit turbulent. It was not a provocation or a misunderstanding. If it was a provocation, the two sides would have to fight immediately; if it was a misunderstanding, the Xiongnu would soon Visiting.

The Xiongnu ambassador really came, but why come with the night Luo people?

Don't say that the Huns have colluded with the night Luo. Where did they collude and bring the other party into the capital? Is this a pit teammate or a pit teammate?

Fu Xueyan's concern is different from Qiao Wei. She asked Xiuqin: "Who is the guard?"

Xiuqin bowed his head, nervous and embarrassed and said: "I just looked at the crowd and opened it... I didn't see it all..."

Fu Xue flue: "Then you said who you saw."

Xiuqin said: "Qiao Ling sister."

"Who is Qiao Ling's sister?" Qiao Wei asked.

Fu Xueyan’s nephew passed a trace of complexity: “The queen’s personal guard.”

Qiao Wei is a glimpse: "The king of the night Luo later?"

What is this with? Isn't it just grabbing a Qiuyang and "house arrest" a Fu Xueyan? I actually brought the queen of the night Luo!

......

In the temple of the Golden Temple, the emperor dismissed the palace, leaving only the queen of the night and the night. The two sat on a mahogany chair chair separated by a square. The tea was served, but no one took it. .

After the night, the Queen of the King sat quietly without squinting, and the emperor leaned over and looked at her for a moment.

Like, too like!

It’s just that his Zhaoming has come alive!

"I thought you were dead."

The emperor’s self-proclaimed name has changed. “I didn’t expect you to be alive. I should have guessed that you are alive. When I knew that mystery was still alive, I thought about whether you used the same method in the past... I Guess it, they stole you."

The look of the Queen of the Night became a little uncomfortable.

In the Golden Temple, she is an elegant and beautiful queen. When she is sitting alone, she is more like a little girl who is scared by the emperor.

She grabbed the scorpion and slammed it.

When the emperor saw that he seemed to be scaring her, he raised his hand and calmly pressed: "Don't be nervous."

Seeing that the emperor's hand was about to touch herself, she avoided it a little.

The emperor's hand was stiff in the air.

I don’t know if the Queen of the Night Luo is aware of the man’s heart. The ciliary feathers trembled, but they still stunned the scorpion. If they called the party, they witnessed the honorable officials who met, fearing that they would be shocked. The eyes are on the beads.

Nothing else, it is... this is too childish.

The emperor suddenly smiled. When he remembered that when he was angry and ignored him, he always smashed it like this: "Are you Zhaoming right?"

"No," she said.

The emperor glimpsed.

She went on to say: "I am the queen of the night Luo, not the princess of your girders, I grew up at night."

The emperor was busy: "You grew up in the girders. When the emperor took you back, you only had a few months."

She seriously looked at the emperor: "You have mistaken people, I have never been to the girders."

"Impossible... I can't admit my mistake, Fu Gonggong!" The emperor drank.

Fugong Gongma walked in and walked in: "The emperor, are you a slave?"

The emperor said: "Go and bring the portrait of Zhaoming!"

"Yes." Fu Gonggong sneaked at the night of the Queen, and looked like this, not blaming the fact that so many old ministers in the temple were fainted.

Fu Gonggong came back very quickly, put the seven reels on the square between the two, and then retired very interestingly.

The emperor anxiously opened the portrait: "Look, this is when you were thirteen years old, you are reading a book; this is when you were fourteen years old, you are fishing in Taichichi; this is your fifteen years old..."

The Queen of the Night looked at the woman on the portrait, and explored the face in confusion, touching the face of the person on the portrait.

The emperor's nephew lit up: "Is it up?"

Queen of the Night said: "It's really like, but it's really not me, the things you said, I have never done it."

The dawn of the emperor is a dark one: "Zhaoming..."

The Queen of the Night interrupted his words, and took a slight breath, as if it was difficult to talk about it, but he still said with a hard scalp: "I came here this time, I want to ask the emperor for your love, please let me go." Child and son's fiancee."

The emperor can understand that Mu Wang is the younger brother of the Night Luo Wang. Is his son a relative of the Night King and the Queen? But what about the son?

When the emperor was puzzled, the outside sounded a noisy voice.

"Three of you, you can't go in, the emperor is talking to the queen."

It is the voice of Fu Gonggong’s bitter heart.

"Let me go in! Who knows what is the heart of your emperor's dynasty? I want to see my mother!"

Along with a young, angry voice, a young man in a white robe with a crescent rushed in and murdered in his hand, holding a sword in his hand!

Fu Gonggong’s face was white, and he rushed up and said: “The emperor, the slave can’t stop...”

"Mother!" The young man took three steps and made two steps. After the night, King Luo came over and said, while pointing the sword at the emperor. "Are you okay after the mother? Is this man doing to you?"

Fu Gonggong’s legs were frightened. There was no trace of blame in the eyes of the emperor. He just looked at the juvenile as if he wanted to see a flower in his face.

The teenager was impatient and looked at the emperor with a sigh of relief: "What do you think?"

The emperor smiled slightly: "How old are you?"

"18! What happened?" asked the young girl.

The emperor’s nephew was a little brighter: "The age is right."

The boy looked at him eccentrically: "After the mother, this person is so strange, you still don't talk to him! The things of the Savior and the smoke are on me, I will save them!"

The Queen of the Night did not know if he had listened to it. He stood up with his son’s hand and owed the emperor politely: “Farewell.”

The emperor anxiously called: "Zhaoming!"

The Queen of the Night did not care for him, and took the boy's hand out of the temple.

......

Outside the Golden Temple, on the long white marble steps, Ji Mingxiu stood quietly in the wind, and the autumn wind rolled up his deep purple kimono, and looked at it, such as the most beautiful autumn color in the deep palace.

After the night, Queen Luo and the teenager came together. Ji Mingxiu fixedly looked at them. They also saw Ji Mingxiu, but his eyes were very strange.

"That is the prime minister's prime minister." The boy said disdainfully.

The Queen of the Night, a little dagger, was greeted with a greeting.

Ji Mingxiu did not move, only to drop her eyes straight on her face.

The young boy is not happy that Ji Mingxiu always stares at his mother and looks at it. He changes his position and stands on the other side of his mother. He separates Ji Mingxiu from the Queen of the Night.

Ji Mingxiu fixedly watched the two men pass by, the air smelled a good smell, a touch, a touch of familiarity.

......

Ji Mingxiu returned to the Ji family. Qiao Wei waited for him in the upper room early. He saw him enter the door and went forward to open his clothes. He opened his arms in cooperation. Qiao Wei was wide-clothed and felt that his mood today seemed a bit wrong. Picked the pick and asked: "Xiu Qin said that she saw the guard of the Queen of the Night, and the Queen of the Night Luo really came?"

"Come." Ji Mingxiu's voice is hoarse.

The woman is the ambassador, and she wants to come out!

Qiao Wei has widened his clothes for Ji Mingxiu and took out his already prepared uniforms for him: "Is the queen coming back to Qiuyang and Fu Xueyan? They are so courageous that they are not afraid of meat buns and dogs. Have you gone back? You said that if we arrested the queen of the night, will the night of the night be slammed?"

"Can't catch it." Ji Ming Xiu Dao.

"Why?" Qiao Wei asked inexplicably.

There is a faint emotion in the deep eye of Ji Mingxiu: "She may be my mother."

It’s not that she looks like my mother, but that she may be my mother. These two words seem to have similar meanings, which can be quite different from the words of Ji Mingxiu’s mouth.

He is not fully grasped, and he can never be confused by a look. This is why when he saw the phoenix song, there was no movement at all, because he clearly understood that Feng Guan’s body, except for the face, There is no place similar to Zhaoming.

But today's night, Queen, her little demeanor, the aroma of her body, the way she walks, and even the feeling of blood connection, make Ji Mingxiu difficult to let go.

Qiao Wei said: "The expression of small expressions can be imitated, and the way of walking can be imitated, aroma..."

Ji Mingxiu said: "The fragrance is not a spice. Do you remember the aroma of the body? I also have it on my mother."

Qiao Wei nodded, the body of the small two goods exudes a fragrance all year round, people with insufficient willpower will smell more blushing, she also secretly laughed at the small two goods is a small toon, I did not expect family inheritance : "Will it be a princess's sister? Your aunt?"

Ji Mingxiu nodded: "Do not rule out this possibility."

Qiao Wei said: "You wait, I will ask Fu Xueyan."

......

Fu Xueyan just had lunch and was preparing for a nap. Qiao Wei didn't ask for her own time. Qiao Wei knew her work. This time, it was necessary to go to the door.

Fu Xueyan draped her clothes and met her in the room.

"The meditation came back from the palace. He only saw the queen of the night, I think, you may have guessed why I came."

Fu Xueyan sighed slightly: "I expected that there would be such a day, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Qiao Wei looked at her and suddenly she was cold: "You have something to look at us."

Fu Xueyan hangs down his throat: "I can't find a suitable opportunity to speak with you."

Qiao Wei said: "Now is the opportunity."

Fu Xueyan tangled: "I don't know where to start..."

Qiao Wei bluntly said: "Is the Queen of Night Luo a mother of meditation?"

Fu Xueyan indulged for a moment: "I have also doubted it."

Qiao Wei caught a bit of something wrong: "What have you suspected? You have seen the princess before? What is your relationship with the princess?"

Fu Xueyan pinched his finger: "She... she is my aunt."

Qiao Wei is about to be blown up by this news: "What do you say? You repeat, you and your brother are cousins?!"

Are you incest? !

Although in recent times, close relatives were legally married, as a 21st century doctor, I really worried about the children in your stomach!

Fu Xueyan whispered: "There is no blood relationship, just the ancient family, the generation, I called her aunt."

Qiao Wei almost scared the small heart and slowly slammed back.

Fu Xueyan said: "There are two factions in the ancient family, Nangu and Beigu, and the aunt is the last daughter of Nangu. After she, Nangu is gone. When I was very young, my aunt had returned to the night for a while. When we lived for a while, I actually had no impression, but my father said that my aunt was very good to me."

I also sent me a golden eagle.

"My family has a portrait of my aunt holding me. The impression of my aunt is from the portrait."

Qiao Wei thought: "She is the last daughter of Nangu. If she says so, is she not a sister?"

Fu Xueyan shook his head: "No. So when I first saw the Queen, I was amazed. I ran home and turned the portrait out. I looked carefully and thought carefully. It was so much like it. I asked my father, is she an aunt? The father said no, after that, I asked the same question as you, is she a twin sister of the aunt? But the father said no."

Qiao Wei coughed a word: "Your father said you believe it?"

Fu Xue flue: "I certainly don't believe it. I personally ran to turn over the genealogy of Nangu. There is really only one aunt in the top."

Speaking of twin sisters, Qiao Wei remembered another thing: "You always stare at the meditation because he looks like your aunt?"

Fu Xueyan said truthfully: "I just want to see him like it, but unfortunately he does not take off the mask."

Thinking of something, Qiao Wei asked awkwardly: "Then you have to save the meditation several times, is it because you like to be a sorrow, or is it because your aunt is a child of your aunt?"

Fu Xueyan was silent.

Qiao Wei secretly sighed, don't look at her snow and ice smart, on some issues is not as thorough as those mediocre women, I am afraid that even she did not understand why it is so good for the second two goods?

Of course, I hope that she really likes the second goods. After all, the second two goods like her so much.

Qiao Wei doesn't love the hard-nosed people. Seeing that she is not happy to answer this trick quickly: "There is one more thing. When the Ching Ming Festival, we went to the princess to sweep the grave. I found someone who came and gave a sacrifice. It is you. Put it?"

Fu Xueyan nodded slightly.

The courage is really big, and even if I sneak into the Princess Mausoleum, she is not afraid to be discovered by the emperor's guard. Qiao Wei silently pinched her cold sweat and said: "You saw us that day?"

"I saw it." Fu Xue flue.

Qiao Wei was a glimpse, and suddenly realized: "No wonder, I said that you always wanted to kill the sorrow, how could suddenly start to protect him, poor guy thought it was his charm, increase your one Xiaofangxin was captured."

Fu Xueyan’s face passed a trace of uncomfortable.

Qiao Wei blinked in danger: "The emperor of your night is very thief, deliberately sent someone who looks like a princess, this is to eat the rhythm of the emperor and the family!"

Fu Xueyan did not speak.

Qiao Wei took her hand: "But you can rest assured that we will not hand you over, you are at ease."

"Yeah." Fu Xueyan nodded gently.

After this, Qiao Wei asked some questions, all about the Queen, Fu Xueyan answered all patiently.

Qiao Wei did not mention the other people in the night, anyway, she has already determined that Fu Xueyan is a woman of the second goods, so that night Luo even more people, but also want to grab people from their hands!

Going back to the room is half an hour later, the three little guys went to nap, and Ji Mingxiu read the information in the room. Qiao Wei glanced slightly, all night Luo Wen, she looked at a word Do not understand!

"What does she say?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

Qiao Wei confessed Fu Xueyan's words to Ji Mingxiu: "...I didn't expect your mother to be the daughter of the ancient family. This is really shocking me."

Ji Mingxiu’s face is not surprised.

Qiao Weina sighed: "You won't know it soon?"

"It is not very early." Ji Ming Xiu Dao.

"How early is that?" Qiao Wei asked.

Ji Mingxiu paused: "At the time of Su Xinzong."

Qiao Wei screamed: "So early is not too early? How did you guess?"

Ji Mingxiu said in a dim light: "From what you told me, the woman of Fu Xueyan family was born to be a queen, and I began to suspect that my mother is also their family. My mother entered the Ji family for the purpose of the priest sword, she It is more conducive to get a priest sword than to become a child with me, but the group has to kill her early."

Qiao Wei instantly realized: "Because she should have been the queen of the night Luo, she betrayed the night king and gave birth to a child with your father."

Ji Mingxi seems to not want to recall the past, and closed the booklet: "You said, how many years ago did the queen marry the night king?"

Qiao Wei said: "The year that the princess died 19 years ago."

Ji Mingxiu meditated for a moment: "This is too clever."

Qiao Wei can't be denied: "It is true that, more coincidentally, before the marriage to the night king, there was no official of the night Luo who saw her, she appeared as if she was out of thin air."

This point is almost a more realistic shadow. After all, Zhao Ming grew up in the girders, occasionally going back once in the middle, and did not show his face before the public.

Ji Mingxiu’s eyebrows sighed slightly: “Is it identity?”

Qiao Wei said: "The leader of a small tribe is a thousand dollars."

Ji Mingxiu’s index finger gently knocked on the table a few times: “Identity can be fabricated.”

"Yes."

Qiao Wei’s words fell, and the two were silent at the same time. Then the two looked at each other with great tacit understanding. They all saw the edge of the eagerness from the other’s eyes.

The prime minister said casually: "Qiao Zongzhu, dare not dig a tomb?"

Qiao Wei smiled faintly: "That is the tomb of your mother, you are not afraid to be a son, what am I afraid of?"

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[Question and answer]: In the cemetery, is the body of the princess still there?

A: At

B: Not in