Dingjiangshan

"Actually, just now when you and Ning Zheng were confiding in each other, for a moment you looked like your concubine mother." Ning Huaijin said suddenly.

Ning Yan didn't expect him to mention this suddenly, and couldn't help asking in surprise: "Uncle Huang has seen my mother and concubine?"

"I met once at a palace banquet when I was young." Ning Huaijin said: "It's far away, but it can be regarded as a relationship once."

Ning Yan's biological mother, Concubine Shu, is the most inconspicuous existence in the harem. When others are vying for favor and status, she always stays quietly in her own palace, neither fighting nor grabbing, and never forming cliques. It's like living in two worlds with other people.

Ning Yan didn't have much impression of her, but since Ning Huaijin mentioned it, he was willing to listen more.

"What kind of person is my concubine mother?" Ning Yan asked.

"Very gentle." Ning Huaijin quickly replied, "It's not an exaggeration to say gentle."

Ning Yan was taken aback for a moment, then pursed his lips, showing the first sincere smile of the day.

——It's so interesting, Ning Yan thought to himself.

His uncle clearly has intentions, but he is so shy that even when he praises him, he has to beat around the bush like this.

"He Wenting once told me that when I was young, I mostly looked like my mother and concubine. Unfortunately, I only saw her portraits, but I couldn't tell what she looked like." Ning Yan said: "Later, as I grew older, it seemed like Father has more."

Ning Huaijin suddenly stretched out her hand and covered his eyes.Ning Yan subconsciously tensed up for a moment, but soon relaxed again.

Ning Huaijin's dry and warm palms gently covered his eyes, covering the remaining sunlight.

"It looks like here." Ning Huaijin said.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Ning Huaijin was answering his question.

The portrait left in the palace is just a thin piece of paper, which is much more distorted than real people. Ning Yan has seen it several times, although he knows in his heart that the other party is his concubine mother, but he still can't bring up any sense of belonging.

——But since Ning Huaijin said it was similar, it should be.

Ning Yan took Ning Huaijin's hand and held it in his palm, and asked, "Then who is better looking, my concubine or me?"

"What are you talking about?" Ning Huaijin scolded softly, "Can I eat any kind of vinegar? Are there any rules?"

After Ning Yan said that sentence, she also felt a little slip of the tongue, but it was too late to take it back.

He was reprimanded by Ning Huaijin after a long time, not only did he not feel unhappy, but he was also very relieved, he turned Ning Huaijin's hand over and over again and rubbed it in his hand, stroking the scar left on the back of his hand for a while, After a while, he inserted his fingers between his fingers and interlaced with him.

Ning Huaijin's palms were itchy because of his tiredness, and she wanted to withdraw her hand subconsciously, but Ning Yan's hand was strong, so she didn't let him hide.

"Third brother's matter has been dragged on and off for so long. Uncle Huang and I get together less often, and always lead troops outside. Now that the dust has settled, you don't have to worry about anything." Ning Yan said: "Still, it's difficult Once the battle is over, Uncle Huang won't like to get close to me?"

Ning Huaijin was shocked by his unreasonable accusation, and was speechless for a while.

Moreover, Ning Yan's words were too bold in this barren mountain, Ning Huaijin subconsciously looked around, for fear of being overheard by others.

Fortunately, except for Qin Liu, the other forbidden troops were far away, so Ning Huaijin heaved a sigh of relief.

"Regardless of whether the outside is stable or not, in short, Uncle Huang has responded to my wishes, and I can't go back on my word." Ning Yan said.

Ning Huaijin couldn't laugh or cry, she didn't know where the word "repent" was written all over her body.

He was about to say something to wash away his "wrongedness", when Ning Yan continued: "Now the obstacles between you and me are gone, and after returning to Beijing, Uncle Huang will have a lot less worries."

Ning Huaijin suddenly stopped speaking, and her expression became a little unnatural.

Ning Yan didn't mention it, he almost forgot that there was going back to Beijing later.

Although Ning Yan now has peace and seems to have a future, things in the world are not as simple as Ning Yan imagined.After returning to Beijing, there are courtiers, clan relatives, and countless pairs of eyes staring at them. Even if they have heirs temporarily, it doesn't mean that Ning Yan can sit back and relax and act recklessly in the future.

—— Throughout the ages, there has never been an emperor with only one son.

Not to mention that Ning Jing is still young, his aptitude and understanding are not clear, and he doesn't know whether he can take on the great responsibility of the country.To put it bluntly, a child is difficult to raise, and if something happens to him and he dies early, Ning Yan's plans today are all in vain.

Although Ning Huaijin responded to Ning Yan's wishes before and acquiesced in the closeness between the two of them, many things are still not as optimistic as Ning Yan thought.

Ning Yan seemed to be chatting, but in fact he kept staring at his expression intentionally or unintentionally, so as soon as Ning Huaijin fell silent, Ning Yan keenly noticed his discomfort.

His heart sank, and he knew why Ning Huaijin was like this.

—— Ning Huaijin is still leaving a way out for herself.

Ning Yan knew that he and Ning Huaijin had different identities, and that he was a nominal uncle and nephew. It would not be a day's work for Ning Huaijin to really let go of all his worries and be honest with him.

It's just that Ning Yan is still young after all, although he is rationally clear, his heart is inevitably a little sour.

It's just that he hid his thoughts well after all, and didn't show any displeasure. Instead, he squeezed Ning Huaijin's hand tightly, interlocked his fingers, and complained half-truthfully, "What's the emperor thinking in his heart?"

"Ah...it's nothing." Ning Huaijin came back to her senses and subconsciously said perfunctorily: "I just suddenly thought that everything was busy just after the Anqing Mansion was taken down. What's more, I have to prepare for returning to Beijing soon. There are many trivial matters, I'm afraid I can't rest for a while."

"Not going back yet." Ning Yan said.

"Huh?" Ning Huaijin was slightly startled, and asked, "Aren't you going back to Beijing?"

"Well, I won't go back to the capital." Ning Yan said: "Let's wait a little longer in Anqing Mansion, and then leave for Beijing in October. As for the reason... just tell the capital that Anqing Mansion's accounts are chaotic and human relationships are complicated. I'm going to stay here for a while to find out what's going on."

"There are a lot of things here in the Anqing Mansion. The subjects of the fief, taxes and accounts really need to be carefully sorted out." Ning Huaijin said: "But these things can be taken back to the capital to look at them slowly, and there is no need to stay in Anqing. government to resolve."

"As for Ning Zheng's private property..." Ning Huaijin suddenly paused as she spoke, suddenly thinking of Ning Zheng's "medicine field", her heart suddenly became tense, thinking that she should find time to go to that place in a few days After a trip, maybe I can find some leftover medicine to take back to the capital, so as to see if Ning Yan's cold poison can be cured.

"I can't go back now." Ning Huaijin looked slightly calm and said: "...Since Ning Zheng has been thinking about it for so many years, there is no guarantee that there will be no relevant medical prescriptions for cold poison in the mansion. If you stay for two more days, maybe you can still find him Some useful prescriptions."

"What...?" Ning Yan didn't know why Ning Huaijin suddenly mentioned this, and it took him a moment to catch up with his train of thought. He couldn't help laughing and said, "What are you talking about, I didn't mean that."

"Not this one?" Ning Huaijin was confused this time: "What is that?"

Ning Yan pursed her lips and looked at him for a while, seemingly helpless and amused. Finally, seeing that he really couldn't remember, she leaned forward slightly, and whispered in Ning Huaijin's ear, "Uncle Huang forgot? September 24th is yours." birthday."

—— Ning Huaijin really didn't remember this episode.

In the past ten years, while assisting the government in the cabinet like Jiang Xiaohan, he also took on the responsibility of Ning Yan's upbringing, and his status in Beijing has simply increased.Usually, some people would find excuses to give him "filial piety", let alone such a big day as a birthday.

In order not to incur the reputation of forming a party for selfish purposes, Ning Huaijin usually never accepts gifts or holds banquets, let alone celebrate birthdays.

Ning Yan had the intention to give it to him, but there is no impenetrable wall in Beijing, and Ning Huaijin didn't want to give the illusion that outsiders could find a way out, so most of the time she rejected Ning Yan's kindness.Every birthday, the two of them close the door and have a good meal together, just a bowl of noodles.

——And this year, the two of them are in Anqing Mansion, a full two thousand miles away from the capital, and there are not so many people watching them all the time. It seems reasonable that Ning Yan's mind is active.

"It's fine for other times. This year happens to be a whole day, and we have to live it." Ning Yan scratched Ning Huaijin's palm with a smile, and said, "Speaking of which, Uncle Huang has reached his thirties."

"That's right." Ning Huaijin followed his words and added: "This is how life is, and it passes by like a stream."

Ning Huaijin originally wanted to follow Ning Yan's words, but she didn't know how this ordinary small talk pierced Ning Yan's heart. The smile on Ning Yan's face faded a bit visible to the naked eye, and she shook hands with him. His hands also tightened.

"What's wrong?" Ning Huaijin asked.

"It's nothing." Ning Yan said: "...the emperor's uncle must live a long life."

When Ning Yan said this, his voice was very soft, but his eyes were very serious.Ning Huaijin almost instantly remembered the appearance when he mentioned Ning Zongyuan and Ning Yu just now, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

Ning Huaijin's eyes couldn't help softening, he sighed inwardly, pulled his hand away from Ning Yan's tightly clenched palm, and then reached out and hugged him before he expressed his dissatisfaction, just like comforting Ning Yan countless times when he was a child , gently patted his back.

"Okay." Ning Huaijin said, "Xiao Yan also wants to live a long life."

Ning Yan was convinced by this title almost instantly, his eyelashes trembled, he obediently put his arms around Ning Huaijin's waist, and rested his chin on the other's neck.

"Uncle Huang is 12 years older than me." Ning Yan whispered, "Then I will live a hundred years, and Uncle Huang will live to be 110 years old."

At this time, he was still serious like a child. Ning Huaijin was amused by him, and rubbed his back lightly.

"Okay." Ning Huaijin said: "The words of the emperor, the gods and Buddhas also have to give three points of face."

Ning Yan arched her body, leaned on Ning Huaijin coquettishly, and rubbed against his neck contentedly.

Chu Qiu's clothes were light and thin, and with this posture, Ning Huaijin could easily touch Ning Yan's slightly raised spine.

Ning Yan has been raising him for a long time since he came back from Anqing Mansion, but Ning Huaijin always felt that he hadn't been raised much, and his figure was still very thin, so he couldn't help but pressed down on his spine and rubbed it more. two.

Unexpectedly, Ning Yan suddenly hugged his waist tightly for some reason, straightened up slightly, and avoided his hand.

"Stop rubbing it." Ning Yan complained softly, "Uncle Emperor, I'm not a child anymore."