game tiger play phoenix

Chapter 35

Nan Qing asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?" After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to touch his forehead.

Zhuge Nanqing grabbed his hand in a panic, and said to Song Jingyan, "Then, I will send you here."

"Your Majesty, my lord, Song Jingyan bids farewell."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the south gate, his conversation could be vaguely heard behind him.

"Did he do something to the emperor?" Zhuge Su said anxiously.

"No! Uncle Huang, let's talk when we go back."

Hehe, little emperor, you are not stupid, and you are not in vain of wasting so much saliva on my grandpa. Goodbye!Oh no, never see you again!

I went back to the inn in a happy mood, settled the bill, packed up my things and changed my clothes, then got on the horse and went back to Yangzhou.

I don't know what Hong'er is thinking, would you like to follow me back to Chang'an?

"Fourth Young Master! Fourth Young Master!" The servants ran and shouted in the corridor.

Nangong Hong was sitting in the bedroom drinking tea, Die Er stood behind him and rubbed his shoulders, when he heard the servants shouting outside, he frowned in displeasure, Die Er went to open the door when he saw this, He shouted: "Who! What are you shouting for?"

"Sister Die'er, that...then..." The servant gasped heavily, stammering out of breath.

"Say something quickly, don't yell, the fourth young master should be upset." Die'er growled in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, sister Die'er..." The servant swallowed, lowered his voice and said, "Then Mr. Song is back."

Song Jingyan handed the medicine bag in his arms to his wife, who giggled happily, and glanced at the master standing behind her with a look of resentment.

Are you still blaming me for not taking him to the capital?Haha, old Mantou, you have to be thankful that I didn't take you there, otherwise you wouldn't know how these things would develop.

"What kind of medicine is Mr. Song asking for? So mysterious?" Qin Ziyan surrounded him curiously and asked.

"Good medicine, good medicine, ha ha..." The teacher touched the medicine bag in her hand and said with a smile.Now it's up to Huzi, Huzi, you have to work harder for my old lady.

"Auntie, where's Hong Er?" Yes, why hasn't Hong Er come out to greet me for a long time?

"Jing Yan!" A burst of excited voice sounded.

Song Jingyan turned his head, and saw the figure that made him think about it day and night...

"Tell Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here." The teacher said with a smile.

Nangong Hong threw himself into Song Jingyan's arms fiercely. Song Jingyan didn't expect him to be so proactive. He almost lost his footing.

You're back, you're finally back, if you don't come back, I'm going to look for you, you're cruel, you've been walking for so long, you thought you were going back, I didn't expect it would take so long, I knew This goes with you.

Seeing them like this, the others quietly left the hall with interest.The master stared at Song Jingyan resentfully and remained motionless, while the master grabbed his ear and dragged him in.

Smelling the fragrance of his hair greedily, Song Jingyan felt that the big stone in his heart was let go, and finally saw him, but he missed him to the core.

Nangong Hong hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go for a moment...

"Why did you come back so late!" Nangong Hong reprimanded aggrievedly.

"Some things were delayed on the way, aren't you coming back?" Song Jingyan stroked his hair and said.The heart at this time cannot be described in words, maybe in this world, in this life, only Hong Er can give me such a feeling, my heart is full.

"If I come back later, I don't plan to see you." Nangong Hong said angrily, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"Don't, you'd be happier if you killed me." Song Jingyan had tasted the bitterness of not seeing him these days.

"Don't talk nonsense, idiot!" Nangong Hong said dissatisfied.Who wants him dead, this idiot.

"Hong'er, don't be angry, I'm not talking nonsense...then, Hong'er, have you made your decision?"

"What's the matter?"

"Do you want to go back to Chang'an with me?"

"Can you see my dad?"

"Why do you ask that? I haven't seen him since I came in, what's wrong with your father?" Song Jingyan let go of him and asked worriedly.Could it be that his father was sick again during the time he went to the capital?

"The master and the master told my parents that when you come back, I will follow you to Chang'an... No, I'm still angry, hey, I don't know how to persuade him, but my mother made sense, you just came back , it seems that Dad doesn't want to see you either..." Nangong said helplessly.

"So... I'm going to see your father."

"Jing Yan! Don't go, it's useless to go."

"It's better to go than not to go..."

Knocking on Nangong Luotian's door, Song Jingyan came here with the mentality of dying, if it still doesn't make sense, it's your grandfather's, I'll die in front of him!

"Come in." Nangong Luotian's voice.

"Uncle." Song Jingyan opened the door and came in.

Nangong Luotian was sitting at the table looking at some books, when he saw him coming in, he ignored him and continued to look at the books in his hand.

Song Jingyan walked to him and sat down: "Uncle, do you blame me?"

"Blame you? I don't dare to..." Nangong Luotian glanced at him and continued to look at the account book.

"Uncle, don't blame the master and the mother. If they offend you, Jing Yan will apologize for them."

Song Jingyan got up, slowly landed on his knees, and knelt on the ground.

"You!" Nangong Luotian looked at him angrily.

"Uncle, to tell you the truth, Jing Yan has never knelt down to anyone since he was born, except he knelt down to the little emperor once in the palace a few days ago, and you are the only one besides him..."

Nangong Luotian gasped.Who the hell is Song Jingyan, his master and his wife are so powerful, and now he has even seen the emperor?Also called the emperor a little emperor?

"Jing Yan can say that my uncle is more worthy of my knees than that little emperor, because you are Hong'er's father, without you there would be no Hong'er... I don't want anyone in my life except Hong'er, I just ask my uncle to betroth Hong'er I, I will definitely treat Hong Er well."

The hand holding the ledger was a little trembling, and he understood Song Jingyan's true feelings for Hong'er, to say that the emperor is not as worthy of his knees as he is, this is not an ordinary flattery.But if you want to betroth your own son to him, the more you hear it, the more uncomfortable it becomes. Could it be that the fourth young master of my Nangong Luotian is a woman...

"I know my uncle agrees, but I can't accept that I bring Hong'er back to Chang'an. Don't worry, uncle, I will not treat Hong'er badly. I will treat him wholeheartedly. If I bully him, Uncle, you will take Hong'er back to Chang'an again." Take it back, okay?"

"Hey, stop talking..." Nangong Luotian wondered if he didn't agree, would he just kneel down and beg forever?Putting down the account book in his hand, he helped him sit down: "Hong'er is also my darling. Seeing that you are so infatuated with him, this old man is also relieved to hand over Hong'er to you. I believe you will not let him down."

"Uncle, don't worry! Jing Yan will never break his promise!"

"Still called Uncle?"

"Eh?" Song Jingyan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled when he understood, and called out, "My lord father-in-law..."

"This title is only allowed to be called in the mansion, but you have to call me Master outside."

"That's natural!"

In the early morning of the next day, all the young and old in Nangong Mansion came out to bid farewell to Nangong Hong. Nangong Luotian and Qin Ziyan held onto Nangong Hong's hand, crying...

"Hong'er, you must go home often, do you understand?" Nangong Luotian was so sad that he didn't know what to say, thinking that the boy who had been raised for more than ten years said that if he became a girl, he would become a girl and get married!

"Father! Don't be like this!" Nangong Hongyue wanted to cry more and more, and now he was really laughed at. This dignified seven-foot man married off like this, it's ridiculous...

"Hong'er, don't blame your father, you said you didn't go out to wander around, this is... this is..." Qin Ziyan also shed tears silently, why did such a good son become someone's wife? No matter how his temper has changed, he is also willing!Maybe the other party is Song Jingyan.

"Hong'er, these are the clothes my brother made for you. I think they will be useful... There is also a dress that Mr. Song promised to make for him. Take it with you. Remember to send a message if he bullies you. I will immediately Go pick you up." Nangong Yue took a bundle and handed it to Nangong Hong.I thought it would be great if I was the one going to Chang'an at this time.

"Hmm..." Nangong Hong took the burden without thinking about it.

"Hong'er, you must come back when sister-in-law gives birth, and let the child see you as a little uncle." Nangong Pin has loved this brother so much since he was a child. How did this happen? I really hoped that Hong'er was a Girl, I didn't expect to leave now, I really can't bear it!

"Yes, yes!" Nangong Hong nodded in agreement.

"Fourth brother, your second brother, I can't speak, I just want to ask, and you and I are willing?" Nangong Wu was also used to his straightforward temper, and asked without thinking.

Nangong Hong looked at the crowd, then replied with a smile, "Because he is Jing Yan."

"My lord, what should I do if you call Die Er now that you are leaving?" Die Er from the crowd came out at this time and said with tears all over her face.

"Die'er, you can serve my mother from now on. My mother will not treat you badly. If Die'er meets the man she likes, then marry her. My mother will definitely marry you off... "Instead of being like me, sneaking around...

"Young master... woo woo..."

After a long exchange of pleasantries, Nangong Hongcai reluctantly got into the carriage, and everyone bid farewell with tears...

Why does this scene look more and more like marrying a daughter!

Nangong Hong couldn't stand the constant bickering between the master and his wife in the carriage, so he opened the curtain and sat next to Song Jingyan who was driving the horse.

Song Jingyan was leisurely holding a whip with a straw in his mouth,