Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Although the life in the palace was difficult, it made Fu Yanqing more sober. Although dealing with Zhao Moqian's mother and daughter made her very tired, but now with the passage of time, the hatred when she returned from rebirth has finally settled. What she thinks now is trying to make herself stronger, she must pick up the kung fu of the previous life.

As for Zhao Ziyan, although he is still not favored now, he is no longer ignorant, staying in the deep palace and being bullied by others. Concubine Xiao did not constrain because of this, but for Zhao Ziyan, it was already much better.

The two avoided everyone and met in private, which was the only consolation in the palace for both. It's just that there are too many eyeliners staring at the two of them. It is a luxury to be able to see each other, but it is even more precious.

Just like this, in a blink of an eye it was the eighteenth year of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Jingtai. The Mid-Autumn Festival, even in the palace, is a great time. According to the usual practice in previous years, the Emperor Jing would hold a family banquet in the palace. Concubines above the fifth rank, princes and nobles, princes and princes would all attend, together in the imperial garden, enjoying the moon and drinking wine.

Fu Yanqing's spirit has been tight this day, because she has waited too long for this day. In her previous life, she was not able to return to the Southwest Palace until her father, Fu Huai, was critically ill. Before his death, Fu Huai was very remorseful. Because of him, he let Fu Yanqing leave the Southwest Palace alone and endured all the hardships in the palace.

At that time, Fu Huai mentioned one thing that impressed Fu Yanqing very deeply. He said that in the third year of the Mid-Autumn Festival after Fu Yanqing entered the palace, he had asked the leader of the shadow guard in the palace to take advantage of the Southwest Palace to enter the palace to offer gifts, and Qiao entered the palace and wanted to take her out of the palace. It was just that she had a close relationship with Zhao Moqian and never left at the banquet. Later, she went directly to Zhao Moqian's Guangling Hall and missed it.

That is to say, if it is correct, it is tonight. Fu Yanqing didn't want to stay in the palace. Although her father was aware of Jingdi's thoughts, he never thought that Jingdi would have been heartbroken to this point. He had always held a glimmer of hope for him. In his heart, Da Xia's safety had already surpassed everything. Although he had the heart to hand over the power to send troops, the fighting in the southwest was endless, and there were very few generals who could take on important tasks, so that he was delayed and delayed.

Only when she is free from the shackles of the palace, can she work hard to find a way to survive for the Southwest Palace, at least she will not be prepared at all, so that she can only wait to die when that time comes.

It's just the original plan that was very firm, but now it makes her feel sad. If she leaves, what should Zhao Ziyan do? That innocent and innocent child is rare in front of her, will he become such a depressed person in the future? And apart from this question, she never understood how the father could let her leave the palace safely, would it offend Emperor Jing?

In the turmoil between the two parties, the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived as promised. This year's mid-autumn season is particularly good. A bright moon slowly rises from the west, passing through the thin clouds a little bit, like a jade plate. Hanging above the imperial city shrouded in twilight, it will spread the soft brilliance without hesitation.

The shadowy buildings of the palace under the moonlight, mottled and intertwined, reflect a different view. The wine counter is displayed in the imperial garden, and all kinds of mooncakes carefully made by the imperial kitchen in the imperial palace are displayed. The surrounding palace lanterns were all lit, and the lanterns and festoons were very gorgeous, but it dispelled the moonlight.

Soon after Fu Yanqing entered the seat, she pushed to leave the seat temporarily because of her physical discomfort. Zhao Moqian originally wanted to accompany her, but Fu Yanqing shook his head: "It is already impolite to leave. If you leave again, Your Majesty is afraid that you will be unhappy, and then it will be moon watching and poems. You have always liked these. If I missed it, I'll just rest."

Zhao Moqian didn't insist anymore, and sent his entourage to send Fu Yanqing away.

Fu Yanqing pretended to go back to the Yunyan Courtyard to rest, but gave him some silver rewards and told him to return to life. During the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet in the palace, after the assassination, the guards became more strict, but Fu Yanqing was free to walk in the palace and wandered by the Taiye Pool near the Yunyanyuan by the moonlight.

There are not many guards here, the closest to Yunyan Courtyard, if he comes to him, this place must be the best place.

Far away from the banquet here, avoiding the noisy and bright, the moon shadow is reflected in the quiet Taiye pool, as if sinking into the bottom of the water, reflecting a clear stream, quiet and peaceful. But Fu Yanqing, who was preoccupied with something in his heart, could hardly enjoy the peace at the moment. I don't know how long it took, a soft noise came from her ear, as if something had broken the night sky and caused the wind.

Fu Yanqing narrowed her eyes and quickly turned around. A black figure knelt in front of her, and at the same time made a silent gesture.

Fu Yanqing looked at him, and the kneeling man said in a low voice: "The shadow secret guard leader, speechless, I have seen the little princess." He embroidered a pattern on his sleeve, which is the shadow secret guard logo of the Southwest Palace, which is clear under the moonlight. visible.

"No words? I know you, what are you doing in the palace, father asked you to come?" Fu Yanqing said a little urgently.

"Yes, the prince asked speechlessly to take the princess back."

Fu Yanqing frowned, "How do I go back? He will definitely find out if he sneaks out of the palace like this, but he is deceiving the king, and even fleeing privately."

Silent's eyes shook slightly without emotion, and it was obvious that Fu Yanqing thought more than he thought.

"The princess rest assured, the prince has his own arrangements, and he will definitely not make this decision rashly. Today's internal guards are patrolling frequently, and I hope the princess will leave with his subordinates soon."

Fu Yanqing also knows that the time is urgent at this moment, and Dang Duan is constantly suffering from the chaos. Her father is not a reckless man, so naturally there is reason for him to do so. Nodded, Fu Yanqing felt that the joy in her heart was not heavy, but rather heavy.

At this moment, a crackle came from behind the shadow of the tree, and Fu Yanqing's heart sank, and speechless had swept past like an eagle. His hands were like eagle claws, grabbing a person directly, holding the person's throat with his fingers, and pulling out, seeing her dress clearly, his eyes suddenly chilled.

Fu Yanqing was hung in her heart, but when she saw the person who had been caught, she was taken aback and lost her voice: "You are merciful!"

Wordless frowned and looked back at Fu Yanqing, disapproving.

Fu Yanqing's eyes were dull and unclear, and she walked quickly over, looking at the pinched-faced person with a blue face, and said in a low voice: "She won't make a noise, let her go."

The voice is not low. But there is no room for rebuttal, speechless, his hands are loose, but he has been staring at the child in front of him fiercely, he has no intention to kill, the child appears here, his identity is self-evident, and he is dead, and it is even more difficult. manage.

As soon as he let go without a word, Zhao Ziyan bent down, covered his mouth and became stunned. Fu Yanqing held her back and patted her on the back.

After coughing for a long time, Zhao Ziyan's eyes have turned red. She grabbed Fu Yanqing's hand and looked at her with a steady gaze, her voice suppressed calmly: "You... are you going to leave?"

Fu Yanqing looked at the eyes that pressed countless emotions, her expression was complicated, but she didn't answer her.

She could feel the tightening of the hand holding her arm, and even began to tremble slightly after she was silent.

Zhao Ziyan lowered her head slightly and kept inhaling. After a long time, she let go of Fu Yanqing, stepped back and looked at Fu Yanqing. Then she grinned and pulled out a smile: "It's... so good, you don't like it here, I know... I always know. Now... you... can... can go." She smiled when she spoke. But the voice trembled fiercely, and those eyes, which were as clear as moonlight, seemed to be covered with mist at this moment, stubborn and forbearing.

Fu Yanqing had never thought that an eleven-year-old child had so many emotions in her eyes, she could endure her sorrow so much that it hurt her heart, and she almost couldn't help but let Silent take her with her.

But this can only be impulse, bringing an emperor, even if she is not favored, it is absolutely impossible.

Fu Yanqing opened and closed her lips, but she couldn't say a word, and she had nothing to say. It can be said that she had given up leaving the palace for Zhao Moqian in her last life. After that experience, she would never give up this opportunity. She could not let go of Zhao Ziyan, and could only let it go.

The two stood in the Taiye Pond, and the moonlight cast down the shadow of the vegetation and fell on the two of them, the light and the dark intertwined, and they were in such a moment of mood.

Silent eyebrows flickered, looking at the appearance of the princess, the relationship with this child is very strong, but tonight's affairs cannot tolerate a slight omission, how should we deal with her?

After a long time, Fu Yanqing took a deep breath and said softly: "I'm going back, you are in the palace, take good care of yourself. Although Zhao Moqian is very suspicious, but because he was a child, he is a little arrogant and arrogant. With sharp edge, you can be safe and sound. Besides, although your father does not spoil you, but you are of royal blood after all, he will not really make people wanton. Xiao Guifei has high demands on Zhao Moqian and strict discipline. Now Zhao Moqian does not If the situation is not obvious, there will be conflicts between mother and daughter in the future. You need to use this to find a way for yourself. Don't underestimate anyone. The servants, maids, and even the guards around you must use them. The prince loses power, but the second prince and the concubine Xianfei are flourishing in the family power. The second prince has entered the dynasty, and must be the number one rival of the prince Xiao, the sixth prince..."

After speaking, Fu Yanqing paused: "If you can really get rid of them... come to Dali."

For the first time, Fu Yanqing stopped hiding, and explained everything she could think of that could help her. Even the previous life, seemingly inconspicuous, will be the people of the harem vying to win in the future, Fu Yanqing also revealed it to Zhao Ziyan either intentionally or unintentionally.

Silently listening to the side, I was secretly surprised. At this moment, Fu Yanqing's appearance, what she said, is really hard to imagine that she is only twelve years old. Is the palace really so powerful, but two years can make a person grow up to this point! And although the princess did not say clearly, but the meaning is already very clear, if this highness can survive, the Southwest Palace will help in the future.

Zhao Ziyan only looked at Fu Yanqing for a moment. Fu Yanqing had no way of knowing what she said and how much she had listened to, but she could only do her best to say it. In fact, she was a little bit self-deprecating in her heart. In the last life without her, Zhao Ziyan succeeded in begging Concubine Xiao Xiao, and even made Zhao Moqian not dare to act on her. He was named the king of Shu and returned to the fief.

Now I say this just to comfort myself, and to get along with the feelings of more than a year, it is hard to give up.

After she finished speaking, Zhao Ziyan pursed her lips: "I know, time is running out, so hurry up. It's late... Ye Changmeng." After she finished speaking, she looked at the silent speechlessness in her eyes. The bitterness was all covered, and the only thing left was the tranquility like a pond.

The speechless heart jumped suddenly, his eyes naturally understood that this person was asking him to deal with her. Selfishly, if the princess hadn't been so sensible and precocious, then no matter what the princess thought, he would never let this child go and could not kill him, but as long as he was silly and crazy, he would naturally not reveal the secret. Now he is hesitating, such trust is too costly. The royal children have never had fuel-efficient lamps. What if the princess reads it wrong?

Zhao Ziyan could perceive that Fu Yanqing would naturally not be stupid. She turned and looked at Zhao Ziyan: "Can I trust you?"

Zhao Ziyan looked at her and whispered: "I will lie to people, and even lie to you, but I will definitely not hurt you."

Fu Yanqing laughed suddenly, then turned around and left speechlessly.

Zhao Ziyan raised his foot anxiously for a few steps, and suddenly said, "Fu Yanqing!"

The voice was not loud, but he suddenly got into crying: "If I can't get rid of them, will you remember me?"

Fu Yanqing was muffled, and she didn't look back. He opened his mouth and said: "Zhao Ziyan, I have a bad memory. If you don't show up, I probably won't remember."

Seeing that Wu Yan took Fu Yanqing into it for a few breaths, leaving only the shaky shadow of the tree in the moonlight, indicating that they had gone away, Zhao Ziyan chased him a few steps in a hurry. After a while, she knelt on the ground, looked at the cold rock on the rockery, curled herself into a ball, and the sound of fine sobbing gradually sounded. After a long time, a sad and fragile word came out in a low voice: "Mother concubine, Ann Son again

The author has something to say: a feeling in her heart urges her heart, Zhao Ziyan tentatively pecked and kissed Fu Yanqing's cheek, wandering a little bit on her smooth skin, and then entangled her deeply again, with a fiery soft tongue. To its close partner, lingering endlessly.

Fu Yanqing was itchy by her rushing kisses. The night in the deep winter was very cold, but the earth dragon in the Chonghua Hall seemed to be burning a bit. Fu Yanqing only felt hot all over her body. This warmth made her feel hot. Somewhat intolerable.

Zhao Ziyan's breathing was rapid, and it was sprayed on her face, hot and itchy, Fu Yanqing couldn't help but want to laugh, but Zhao Ziyan suddenly removed his hot lips, the next moment the earlobe, which was already hot, was contained in the warm and humid mouth. In the middle, Fu Yanqing murmured, her laughter was intercepted, and she reached out and hugged Zhao Ziyan's back, shaking her body.

The scorching heat in Zhao Ziyan's eyes grew thicker. She gently bit the soft flesh in her mouth with her teeth. Her hands began to pick up gently, and then she pulled her hands. Fu Yanqing untied the straps on her waist and put them on after bathing. Because of her movements, her singles completely spread out, revealing a piece of white skin. The next moment, a vague and soft voice came from my ear: "Qing'er, help me out."

Fu Yanqing's mind was in a mess, and in a daze, Zhao Ziyan sat up with her arms around her, and the two of them huddled together and knelt on the bed. Zhao Ziyan let go of Fu Yanqing's earlobe, her lips and tongue began to fall on her slender and white neck, forcing Fu Yanqing to raise her head. The clothes on her body slid down on her arms, and the white single clothes piled up on her waist like a white lotus in full bloom. Her body seemed to be drunk and soft into a pool of water. She could only hold Zhao Ziyan's waist and let her act recklessly on her body.

After all remembering what was in her ear, Fu Yanqing fumbled over and untied Zhao Ziyan's clothes. His fingertips touched a smear of sweaty and greasy skin, familiar and wonderful, and could not help but start rubbing on it, forcing Zhao Ziyan to gasp. . She raised her head slightly. Looking at Fu Yanqing, whose clothes were wide open. At this moment, the face of the person in front of him was covered with a beautiful blush, and his glaze-like eyes were moist and radiant, and he looked at himself in a bewildered manner. Even the exposed white skin was dyed with a beautiful pink color, making Zhao Ziyan's heart messy again. She kissed the delicate collarbone, and whispered: "Qing'er." Then her eyes fell on the white and beautiful softness, and she lowered her head to taste.

Fu Yanqing was so irritated that she let out a soft moan from her nose, and her voice trembled sharply: "An'er, my legs...legs hurt."

Perceiving Zhao Ziyan's pause for a while, she whispered again: "I've been kneeling for a long time, and my knee hurts."

Zhao Ziyan took a deep breath, looked at her softly, then hugged the person and gently pressed it down, freeing her legs from the awkward squeezing, and kneading her fingers on her knees. Fu Yanqing looked at Zhao Ziyan, who was already missing an inch, her face flushed: "I'm afraid of you... I'm afraid your leg hurts."

Zhao Ziyan laughed low and shook his head: "If Qinger is afraid of my pain, just cooperate with me."

Fu Yanqing couldn't bear the affectionate gaze, stretched out her hand to wrap her neck and continued to kiss. The two of them touched each other without distance, igniting a fire again.

In the end, Zhao Ziyan stretched out her hand to clasp her fingers, pressed her hand to her side, and pressed her to kiss her, forcing Fu Yanqing's fingers to tighten and tighten, and she couldn't stand her sweet torture. Fu Yanqing's voice was soaked in crying: " I, Ann, let go of me, uh...ha...I want to hug you."

Zhao Ziyan let go of her hand and allowed her to hold herself. Although she was on it for the first time, Fu Yanqing had seen her personally in the past, plus, um... she was afraid of hurting Fu Yanqing, so she learned something. Fan, so that for Fu Yanqing, who is also unfamiliar, these are enough to make it difficult for her to resist.

The kiss slid down from the chest, and Zhao Ziyan slowly separated Fu Yanqing's legs and pressed it down. She could feel Fu Yanqing tightening suddenly, her lower abdomen trembling, obviously Fu Yanqing was still a little nervous, and the emotion and desire in her eyes were a little bit patient, Zhao Ziyan straightened up again, leaned in and kissed Fu Yanqing softly, and whispered: "Qing'er, don't be afraid, open your eyes and look at me."

Fu Yanqing had never had this experience in her two lifetimes. She had been nervous about Zhao Ziyan before, and now it was her turn to be even more nervous. It's just that she loves Zhao Ziyan and is willing to give her everything she owns. Upon hearing the gentle words in her ears, she panted and opened her eyes. In the ink-colored eyes that made her love so much, there was a scorching meaning at this moment, but it was like a deep night sky, with little stars falling into it, so gentle that people would hate to drown in it. Let Fu Yanqing sink into it completely and look at her idiotically.

Zhao Ziyan smiled sharply at her, leaned down and kissed her a little bit to relax her body, and put his fingertips on the skin of Fu Yanqing's legs, rubbing it a little bit until she was a little bit wet. Immediately, his fingers fell in the Wang Shuize, gently rubbing, or picking, or turning the string, causing her to shudder and groaning. When Fu Yanqing was completely drunk, someone faintly said something in her ear. After a while, there was a pain, which made her sane and snorted.

Zhao Ziyan didn't dare to move, with a little distressed but unspeakable joy in his eyes, he kissed her face, lowly coaxing her, until the person under her raised her waist in embarrassment, she smiled and moved gently. Zhao Ziyan couldn't help himself with the experience he had never had before. She didn't know how long she had been longing for, but she had always thought that she could not have her in this life, so she has been restrained, but now, not only does she have to worry about not being able to accompany her, but also her mother, always feels unreal happiness.

Fu Yanqing has lost all thoughts at this moment, and her body is moving forward and backward following Zhao Ziyan's movements. At this moment, she is like a fish swimming in the wind and waves. She can no longer control herself. Following the waves, she is thrown up and pulled down. , In Zhao Ziyan's arms, between the inch of the world, she was tossed and folded. Her body was hearty, comfortable but also grinning, her legs were involuntarily wrapped around Zhao Ziyan's waist, her thoughts confused, until the last general wave came, she seemed to be thrown ashore, panting like suffocation, her body tight, her toes endured Can't help curling up, trembling, trembling and happy.

Zhao Ziyan's eyes are shining like stars, and the scorching in his eyes is hard to hide. He looks at Fu Yanqing in this way. At this moment, her sweetheart is so beautiful that her heart trembles, leaving the gentle but very dignified and reserved person, his face is red at this moment, and the eyes are red. The water is floating, blurred and charming, but not popular and charming. Although she was ecstatic when she was in the water, watching her bloom at her fingertips at this moment also made her drunk.

Withdrawing gently from her body, her fingertips wrapped in a layer of crystal and blood stains, Zhao Ziyan felt a little distressed and a little satisfied. He kissed her sweaty forehead, held her gently with one hand, and rubbed her with the other. In the twitching lower abdomen, let her relax a little bit.

It took a long time for Fu Yanqing to slow down. It was the first time she tried. This kind of taste made her a little unbearable. She looked softly at the gentle Zhao Ziyan beside her. Fu Yanqing was ashamed and a little bored again. This was her first time. But it was so strange that if it hadn't been for Zhao Ziyan's traditional Chinese medicine, she estimated that Zhao Ziyan's experience would not be much better. Compared with the ones that this person made tonight, it was simply leftovers from her play.

Zhao Ziyan kept looking at her, and suddenly felt a little uneasy when she saw her like this: "Qing'er, what's wrong, is it...is it uncomfortable?"

Fu Yanqing buried her head in her arms and shook her head, her face flushed, just too comfortable. She murmured boredly, but Zhao Ziyan didn't hear clearly, and was a little anxious, and asked, "What did you say?"

Fu Yanqing gave a clear cough, and then said a little awkwardly: "Why are you so..."

Zhao Ziyan was taken aback, and then couldn't help laughing. She hugged Fu Yanqing. The laughter was pleasant and pleasant, but Fu Yanqing was embarrassed.

Fu Yanqing resisted the embarrassment and said solemnly: "Don't laugh."

Zhao Ziyan held back immediately, but his shoulders twitched. Before Fu Yanqing became angry, he rolled over and pressed the person under him. The same exquisite body was close to each other, and Fu Yanqing, who still had some feelings, felt that his body was a little softer. point. In the ear, Zhao Ziyan smiled and asked, "So, Qing'er was only satisfied, right?"

"You don't know how to be ashamed." Fu Yanqing blushed a few drops of blood, but still remained calm.

Zhao Ziyan saw that there was some tiredness between her eyebrows and her eyes, and he suddenly stopped joking. Women are always weak in this regard, especially Fu Yanqing has only broken her body, and she is a little weak. Zhao Ziyan stretched out her hand to remove the sweaty hair on her forehead, and said softly, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Are you tired?"

Fu Yanqing moved, although Zhao Ziyan was very gentle, but for the first time, he was still a little tired and a little sore, and nodded gently.

Zhao Ziyan hugged her and patted her on the back lightly: "Sleep first, eh?"

There was still an exquisite atmosphere around her, and she was so comfortable and safe to hold her. In a moment, Fu Yanqing sank into a black and sweet dream.

The night was getting dark, Zhao Ziyan was also tired, propped up, hobbled to clean up Fu Yanqing, and then fell asleep in his arms.

The next day Zhao Ziyan had to go to court as usual. Liuli and Liuyu prepared the court clothes and washing supplies and entered the Chonghua Hall. The inside was quiet, which made Liuyu feel a little strange. In the old days, the princess had already got up to help Jun Shang to tidy up, so why didn't he see a figure today.

Liuyu was afraid that the two of them would have overslept, so she went into the sleeping hall. When she went in, she saw the tunic thrown on the couch and the curtains that were hidden at will. They were flushed and their ears were red. There are a lot of people, how can I not understand what happened. They knew the relationship between the two of them. At this moment, they were more shy, but they didn't feel wrong. They were about to withdraw, but the curtain moved. Zhao Ziyan's deliberately lowered voice came over: "Liuyu?"

Liuyu panicked and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, it's a slave and maidservant."

"Bring the clothes in, I'm going to face up. Be lighter, don't wake her up."

Liuyu stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, but she was happy for Fu Yanqing. They had served Fu Yanqing for so many years, and Fu Yanqing was kind to them, but now she hopes her well. Although the king is also a woman, she is so gentle and considerate, but it is hundreds of times better than many men in this world. He softly responded, sent the clothes in, and consciously waited outside. After a while, Zhao Ziyan, in a cyan silk dress, urged her to get out of the wheelchair and whispered: "When the princess wakes up, you tell her that I will go up first. If you come back late, you don’t have to wait for me. Let her eat first. Also, order the Imperial Dining Room to make some bird's nest porridge, and white fungus soup, um, red dates and wolfberry soup, let her eat some."

Liuyu and Liuli remembered it seriously, and quickly responded, but they couldn't help but want to laugh in their hearts. Li Sheng is also a good individual, and I haven't seen Fu Yanqing get up until now. I have guessed it a long time ago. When Zhao Ziyan left, he paused and asked Liuyu and two of them: "Are you going to be the king?"

Liuyu nodded, her cheeks reddened: "Yeah."

Li Sheng laughed too, and Zhao Ziyan outside called him: "Li Sheng!"

He squeezed a smile and hurriedly followed. Although Emperor Jing was not particularly good to him, he never treated him badly. He had been following him since the prince, and he was loyal to Emperor Jing. And Zhao Ziyan was kind to him and treated him very well. In addition, Jingdi repeatedly told him before his death that he hoped that she would be good to Zhao Ziyan from the bottom of his heart.

He hasn’t seen anything in the palace for so many years. As long as the Lord likes it, he will never think too much about being a slave, but he is always worried. The Lord and the princess have lived together for more than a month, and he still follows the rules. I was also worried that the king would not be able to win the princess. After all, the monarch is majestic in front of him on weekdays, but he is too good to behave in front of the princess, now it is considered good.

Grandpa Li, who had been worrying, was in a good mood, and he was very brisk pushing the wheelchair, which made Zhao Ziyan feel a little baffled.

This is probably the true portrayal of the emperor's emergency.