Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

"His Royal Highness."

Zhao Ziyan slept well last night. After waking up, he kept thinking about what happened last night. He was stunned. At this moment, he was interrupted. His brows condensed slightly. He looked at Yan Wen who came in and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter outside? So noisy?"

"His Royal Highness, someone moved into the Xuan Mansion next door."

"Xuan Mansion? It seems that the pressure is not tight enough, and you still want to run away after selling the house?" Zhao Ziyan's eyes flickered, and slowly stood up, his eyes fell on Yan Wen who bowed his head and clasped his fists.

She didn't speak, her eyes were just cruising slowly, pacing slowly beside Yan Wen.

Yan Wen stood stiff with his head down, his eyes dared not to move around, and he could only see the hem of her dress embroidered with silver-patterned silk from the corner of the eye.

"Awen." The man finally opened his mouth, inexplicably letting Yan Wen breathe a sigh of relief, but the next sentence reminded him again: "How many years have you been with lonely? Or, how many years have she let you follow lonely?"

This is the first time he has heard Zhao Ziyan use this self-proclaimed in so many years, the prince of Daxia, and the emperor, but because the previous emperors did not emphasize the etiquette, except for the self-proclaimed by your majesty, the others are only used in very formal occasions. Than professed. And Zhao Ziyan, the Nine His Royal Highness, who is not like His Highness, has never said it. Now, Yan Wen felt that the faint sound was like a boulder pressing on his heart, with a majesty that caught him by surprise.

I couldn't help but knelt down: "Return to your highness, your subordinate... your subordinate has followed your highness for three years."

"Three years? Well, I remember very clearly. In the past three years, when you say that you are a subordinate, you are actually more of a partner. You were born and died together, not once or twice, right?" She has a very light tone, with a melancholy sigh. .

Yan Wen lowered his head and said nothing. He is not a grassy person, and even cold-blooded people are sometimes moved. He looked down on the little girl who was only a teenager at the beginning, she was thin and weak, and she was silent in front of the Seven Palaces, but only promised. But when she took them to perform the task, she seemed to have changed her personality, cold and resolute, merciless, but delicate in mind. Although I didn’t communicate too much with everyone I brought, I never left anyone in an emergency.

At the beginning, they didn't know her identity, and they worshiped and jealous each one, but when they finally learned that she turned out to be the Nine Highness, everyone was shocked. However, Yu Si, they admire the Nine Highness from their hearts, but Yu Gong, they are loyal to the Seventh Highness, and these two people are not the so-called deep friendship between sisters, but unilateral slavery.

The Seventh His Royal Highness sent them to be her escorts, just to monitor, or to make sure that she could complete it for her when she went out.

"I know what you are thinking very well. Over the years, I know how many things you have told His Highness Seven. Awen, there are some things that are more profound than the grace, and that is the friendship experienced together. You understand, she can't possibly Let me go, I can’t do this for the rest of my life. I don’t want to fight with the swords and swords of the people who can entrust their lives in the past. Yu Lao was not sent by me..."

Yan Wen raised his head and said softly: "His Royal Highness, I know."

Zhao Ziyan patted him on the shoulder: "I never believed her, but you guys, I really believed it. Assassins, although they are knives in the night, they are equally sharp and shining. I believe in you. That's why I can be honest with you, Awen, how do you choose?"

Yan Wen stood up, took off his saber, and knelt down on one knee: "His Majesty, although his subordinate is an assassin, he was taken back to the door by the Seventh Highness, but he took me with him and saved me. His Highness is the one who saved me. The mission failed. The subordinates are already innumerable. Your Highness said, you know how much I told His Highness the Seventh, then, you should know what I chose?"

Zhao Ziyan stared at him, before speaking for a long time: "Awen, what I want is just a place to stay, but to protect the people who want to protect. Follow me, what I can give you, I am afraid it is only a place to stay? "

Yan Wen raised the knife, then knelt down on his knees, and the knife was heavily buckled on the ground: "This is a subordinate's extravagant hope in this life!"

"Get up, I didn't intentionally scare you before, it's just that the matter is urgent." Zhao Ziyan's face was a little embarrassed, Yan Wen flushed as he hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't dare, Your Highness... Your Highness is really...really majestic."

"Punch", Zhao Ziyan couldn't help laughing. Yan Wen didn't dare to look at her now. To tell the truth, His Royal Highness was born too...Laughing, he couldn't bear it.

"Subordinates...go to the school grounds, leave!"

Seeing him leave, Zhao Ziyan closed his smile, staring at the noisy and noisy wall next door, and raised his brows slightly. Which worm did the Xuan Mansion's house give him?

The official and businessmen colluded to sell illegal salt, and the Xuan family wanted to run away. However, she was curious, how could a businessman dare to move the Xuan family before she was ready to take action, and she was defeated.

"Demon?"

"master."

Zhao Ziyan looked at the pale-skinned woman in front of him, and pursed his lips, "If you are taking you, guard on the official roads on the small roads to Yangzhou, you must bring the people from Xuanfu back alive."

"Yes!"

Looking at the yard that was quiet again and again, Zhao Ziyan stroked his heart and sat down. There was a bitter smile between her eyebrows. It seemed that this situation was more serious than she thought. It has been five days, and it still hurts terribly.

As soon as it was quiet here, the movement on the other side increased. Zhao Ziyan frowned in annoyance, and when he left the Xuan family, another annoying thing came. How can you not be like that person, quietly, and more likable.

After tossing for a whole morning, it was not until the end of the garden that the main rooms of Fu Yanqing's bedroom and study were sorted out. Seeing that the lunch time was over, Luo Yin hurriedly ordered the kitchen to prepare meals for Fu Yanqing.

Fu Yanqing stood quietly in the courtyard. In the courtyard was planted a large locust tree with lush roots and lush leaves. The main trunk was thick and thick with two people. The branches stretched out like a canopy, which is very beautiful.

One of the branches actually crossed the two walls and penetrated into the Nine Kings Mansion, but it was not cut off.

Fu Yanqing walked over slowly, the wind in the courtyard rolled up her clothes, leaves rustling around her ears, and a few depressed coughs faintly mixed.

She narrowed her eyes, looked back at no one, raised her breath and counted the branches, and then fluttered down on that branch. Looking through the oval locust leaf, she saw a white shadow sitting on a rattan chair in the courtyard, with a red sandalwood table next to it and some dishes.

It's just that the person sitting at the side did not move the chopsticks, but kept coughing while clutching his chest. The voice was not high, and with forbearance, Fu Yanqing frowned, really sick?

She held a few leaves and held it patiently. The man coughed for a moment, but put down his right hand and clenched the veil in his hand. Fu Yanqing's eyes fell on the bright red that gradually seeped out, her eyes shrank, her feet were out of control, and she stepped out immediately.

The sound of rustling leaves alarmed the people in the courtyard. She quickly closed the veil, and said coldly, "Who?" At the same time, the ebony wood chopsticks in her right hand also bounced over quickly, piercing a few leaves and taking them directly. Fu Yanqing!

Fortunately, Fu Yanqing raised her hand to hold the chopsticks, turned around to let go of the strength, and fell down.

Zhao Ziyan, who was about to make another move, immediately stopped his hand when he saw the person coming. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised: "Are you here?"

Fu Yanqing reached out and wiped off the leaves on her body and placed the chopsticks on the table: "I have someone to help find a place to live. I moved over today. The locust tree is very good, so I went up and took a look." It means that I am not here. Looking for you, just by chance.

Zhao Ziyan was taken aback, looked at the opposite side for a while, his expression was a bit subtle.

Fu Yanqing looked at her right hand, raised her eyes to see her look strange, and whispered: "What? What's wrong?"

Zhao Ziyan hurriedly withdrew his god, with a smile in his eyes: "No, I was thinking just now, the new neighbor came, I don't know who is sacred. I never thought it was you." Then he pursed his lips and laughed.

Seeing her smiling happily, Fu Yanqing moved slightly in her heart: "Are you getting better? Only then did you seem to hear someone coughing badly."

Zhao Ziyan tilted his head and looked at her, with a pair of black eyes, like a star: "Well, I was coughing badly."

Fu Yanqing: "..."

"Miss Su was worried about me, so she went to the locust tree to check?"

Fu Yanqing opened her eyes, her lips moved, and she couldn't speak for a while. Didn't this little thing force her to recognize it last night, and put on this appearance again, it was really a beating.

Fu Yanqing turned her eyes slightly, and Fu Yanqing raised her eyebrows, "Miss Su? It seems that your Royal Highness is oblivious. If so, Su is offended, goodbye!" Fu Yanqing had no expression on her face, and after speaking coolly, she turned around and wanted to jump on the wall.

Zhao Ziyan's expression tightened: "I was wrong, don't...cough" before he finished speaking, he bowed his head and coughed abruptly. The cough was so bad that Fu Yanqing felt that she was about to cough up her lungs. Regardless of teasing her, he turned around and went back and kept going back for her. With my right hand empty, I hurried to a glass of water. I noticed that the tea was not hot, so I hugged her halfway and whispered, "Come on, drink water first."

Zhao Ziyan bowed his head and coughed for a long time, then raised his wet eyes and looked at Fu Yanqing somewhat pitifully.

Fu Yanqing looked at her exquisitely unspeakable face. At this moment, her ink-colored eyes were no longer the same as they were when she first saw them. They were as deep as the night sky. Because of her cough, she fainted a mist of water. Her heartbeat suddenly went empty for a few beats. Do not open her eyes, Wei Wei followed her back a few times: "Now that I have grown up, have you learned to tease me?"

Zhao Ziyan pursed his mouth and shook his head: "It's just that you don't always laugh, so I am teasing you until I don't know how to be self-defeating."

"I'm used to it. But you... are so serious. Didn't you ask the doctor to see it?" Thinking of vomiting blood before, I couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Zhao Ziyan smiled and said, "Naturally please, but the cold is too heavy. In the past, injuries left hidden dangers. This is more powerful."

"Really? You smell clean."

Zhao Ziyan's expression was startled, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "I take a shower every day, and the smell is natural and clean."

Fu Yanqing glanced at her sideways: "I mean, it smells like myrrh."

Zhao Ziyan raised her hand and smelled it, and said in surprise: "It's quite pale, if you don't get close to smell it, you really can't detect it." After all, she stretched out her hand, as if to let Fu Yanqing get closer and smell it.

"..." Fu Yanqing took a breath and glanced at her with a sweet smile and innocent appearance.

"Don't worry, I will take care of yourself, and I won't be absent until your wish is fulfilled." Zhao Ziyan's voice is soft and soft, and there is warmth in his ink eyes.

This sentence fell in Fu Yanqing's ears, but it was like the most sincere promise. It touched the bottom of my heart, but it was uneasy.