Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Zhao Mojian glanced at her condensedly, and said coldly, "I hope you won't do something meaningless again. The pain of those few days should be remembered for you."

Zhao Ziyan stood quietly on the spot, watching Zhao Mojian in purple clothes gradually go away, and then laughed after a long while: "The pain that I have never experienced personally, why are you so sure, I will succumb to it."

She bowed her head and adjusted the skirt of her clothes, and walked out of the palace slowly. Back in the mansion, Zhao Ziyan didn't stop, and immediately called Yan Wen.

"Awen, go to Biyu Pavilion and hand over the letter to Le Yao."

"Yes, Your Highness." Since he stated his position to His Highness that day, His Highness has completely believed in him, and even if it is some secret matter, he has been entrusted to do it. That's also why he realized that this highness, whether in kung fu or strategy, would make people have to bow their heads. It is also this trust that makes him not regret his decision.

Here, Fu Yanqing Fang and Shengyu checked Sheng's account and closed the account book. She rubbed her eyebrows and let out a sigh of relief. In the past few days, she has stayed at the Sheng's house. The size of the Sheng's family business has exceeded her expectations. After so many hours, she finally sorted out.

Sheng Yu on the side was equally tired, but still sitting straight, holding a pen to write down the summary accounts one by one, she was sitting like a **** from beginning to end, and her expression had not changed.

Fu Yanqing discovered that she seems to have very few other emotions, but she never forgives others, and she likes to make fun of others. Only when encountering these things, from the inside to the outside, there is a serious condensate. I don't know how her father and mother brought up a good daughter like this in those years.

After she put the pen in her hand, Fu Yanqing spoke: "Today is almost finished. It's getting late. I'll go home first, so you can have a good rest."

Sheng Yu frowned: "It's almost noon, let's have a meal first."

After listening, Fu Yanqing turned her head to look at the hourglass on the side, and she was a little startled, "It's almost noon?" She was afraid that she was hungry at this late hour.

So he said quickly: "No, I told Luo Yin and them to prepare lunch early in the morning, and I went back."

Sheng Yu tilted his head and glanced at her, Shi Shiran stood up: "You seem to be a little anxious? These days, you don't want to use it in my mansion after looking at the accounts, and you will go back to the mansion as soon as the hour arrives. Qin Bo thought How bad your own craftsmanship makes you dare not try again."

Fu Yanqing shook his head: "No, Qin Bo is very skilled, and you are not clear about it."

"Oh? Since it's not that the food in my mansion is too unpalatable, you are so anxious to go back. Could it be that the food in your mansion is too delicious, or is it delicious for the people waiting for your meal?"

"..." Fu Yanqing stared blankly at Sheng Yu, who was also blankly talking nonsense, her breath was a little dangerous.

Sheng Yu stepped back slightly, and stretched out his hand to make a slow-walking gesture: "A Jinmo breathes in with me. It's noon, and I won't go back. Your little majesty...I'm afraid I'm starving." She deliberately prolonged." The words "Your little majesty" sounded particularly awkward.

But Fu Yanqing didn't care about talking nonsense with her. She only recently discovered that Zhao Ziyan looked good, but she had never taken care of her body well in these years, and she was in that situation when she was a child, and a lot of root causes were left behind. The most obvious is that she has a bad spleen and stomach. Although she seems to be able to eat, she will always feel uncomfortable if she does not eat at the right time. She is deliberately taking care of her these days, but she can't make her hungry.

Seeing Fu Yanqing hurriedly walking, Sheng Yu had a slight expression on her face, and gently curled the corner of her lips, presumably the phrase "your little majesty" is no longer a joke.

Fu Yanqing entered the gate and walked all the way to the backyard. Luo Yin happened to have a pot of tea. Seeing her back, her eyes lit up: "Master, are you back?"

Fu Yanqing stopped and nodded: "Well, is the Nine His Royal Highness coming?"

Luo Yin curled his lips, and said rather unwillingly: "Here, lunch is ready, and His Royal Highness is sitting over there. Master, you go to dinner soon. His Royal Highness can eat well. If it's late, just Gone."

Fu Yanqing couldn't help but said seriously: "Don't be nonsense. Although she can eat, she is also obedient and tight. She must be waiting for me." After all, she crossed the ring bridge in the garden and entered the courtyard happily. .

When I entered, I saw a white figure with his back facing her, leaning against the locust tree, with his right hand propped on his head, and his left hand holding a book, watching quietly.

Today she changed into a thin white shirt, with a white silk ribbon tied around her waist, and her back was elegant and graceful. One waist-length long black hair is simply tied with a white jade ribbon, and the white ribbon hangs between the hair, which is black and white.

This is almost the first time that Fu Yanqing has seen her so quiet, and the person facing her back like this, the back is a bit cold, not like in the past, I can see the warm smile on her face, and I can't hear her deliberately. The little bad when teasing her is as beautiful as a picture scroll. Although it was a pale color, it was so beautiful that she couldn't help but fall when she stepped out.

Fu Yanqing walked as light as a breeze, but Zhao Ziyan, who was obsessed with scrolls, was keenly aware of the change in her breath and immediately put down the book and turned his head. The originally indifferent person without a trace of expression, but after seeing her clearly, suddenly burst into a beautiful smile with bright stars in his eyes.

In an instant, the quiet painting suddenly came alive, making Fu Yanqing, who was already stunned, in a daze, this life is too enchanting.

Perceiving Fu Yanqing's absence, Zhao Ziyan slowly stood up, walked to her, and whispered, "I'm back? Are you tired?"

This tone is like a lover waiting at home, naturally intimacy, with a touch of warmth.

Fu Yanqing calmed down and said with a chuckle: "Fortunately, today I finally checked the accounts of the Sheng family. You have been waiting for a long time, but are you hungry? If I come back late in the future, you will eat first."

"I'm not hungry, and, if you don't come back to eat with me, I don't have much taste to eat by myself." Zhao Ziyan stretched out his hand to serve Fu Yanqing's soup, but replied casually.

Fu Yanqing paused with the hand of the chopstick, raised her eyes to look at Zhao Ziyan, her lips trembled slightly, but she finally did not speak.

She stared at Zhao Ziyan like this, with inexplicable emotions in her eyes. She decided that day, since then, to keep her heart, she must stay in this state with this little guy. The two can trust each other, help each other, and even live and die. Supporting each other, but not touching those feelings.

But she seemed to overestimate her self-control. She watched her sitting in front of her every day, calling her softly and with a smile, and she couldn't bear to see her charming appearance by accident. Live joy. I didn't think that since I moved my mind, the more I contained it, the faster it would breed.

Zhao Ziyan watched the emotions in her eyes surge, and her heart moved suddenly. Although she hadn't experienced the feeling of admiration for so many years, but now she was picked out by Le Yao, she was no longer confused. She understands her feelings for Fu Yanqing herself. Looking at Fu Yanqing's appearance now, she is quite similar to when she was struggling with depression. Thinking of this, Zhao Ziyan's heart jumped suddenly, and his eyes stared directly at Fu Yanqing.

Fu Yanqing originally looked at her in a trance, but found that her eyes suddenly lit up, and the surprise inside made her look away.

"Eat quickly, or it should be cold."

Seeing her lower her head and just eat, the joy in Zhao Ziyan's eyes slowly faded, but it was a little bit astringent out of thin air.

After finishing the meal in such a quiet way, Fu Yang walked in and bowed to Zhao Ziyan, and then said: "Master, the nephew led by Xue is here, saying that he wants to see you."

Zhao Ziyan was originally bowing his head and wiping his mouth, but suddenly stopped, raised his eyes to look at Fu Yanqing, and then wiped his fingers casually.

Fu Yanqing's expression remained unchanged, but she also peeked at Zhao Ziyan.

Fu Yang watched from the side, feeling that these two people were always as stable as Mount Tai, which was a bit strange. This Xue Qi has come to visit several times since the master moved over that day, but the master is very courteous, but this master Xue is not discouraged, looking for some rare and precious things to give away. few. The master is busy these few days, and I haven't met him a few times.

"The master doesn't want to meet, do you need me to say no?" Fu Yang watched for a long time, and added a sentence very sensibly.

When Fu Yanqing saw Zhao Ziyan's expression at ease, she thought that Xue Qi was Xue Heng's nephew, and that he had indeed accepted his love, so it was hard to refuse again.

"No, ask him to go to the hall, and I will go over immediately."

Fu Yang responded and turned to leave.

Seeing Zhao Ziyan a little startled, Fu Yanqing whispered: "You stay here first, and I will come as soon as I go."

Zhao Ziyan stood up and said with a serious face: "Since he is the nephew of Commander Xue, he is also someone I need to be familiar with in the future, I will go with you."

Fu Yanqing was taken aback. The reason she didn't take Zhao Ziyan was because she was worried that Xue Qi was no better than Xue Heng. Zhao Ziyan has not completely exposed herself now, and it is not suitable to meet at this time.

Zhao Ziyan naturally understands what she is worried about: "Don't worry, I don't plan to hide the head and tail anymore, let's go, otherwise the son of Xue, I am afraid that he will be anxious."

The tone was a little strange, Fu Yanqing followed her, but the corners of her mouth were hooked.

The two entered the hall. Xue Qi was sitting in a chair. He was obviously very happy to see Fu Yanqing. He got busy and said politely: "Miss Su."

He stared at Fu Yanqing with a pair of eyes. After speaking, he found Zhao Ziyan next to her. He was a little surprised: "His Royal Highness...you, why are you here?"

Zhao Ziyan suppressed a smile at this moment, did not answer his words, just glanced at him faintly: "Master Zhongcheng is so elegant and does not deal with military affairs, so he has come here."

It was not the first time Xue Qi saw Zhao Ziyan, but in the impression that this majesty was born extremely beautiful, he had no sense of existence in Korea. Although there have been some differences in recent times, he has never seen her so coercive.

After returning to his senses, he saluted again: "I don't know if His Royal Highness Nine is here, the official is offended. It happened to be on a patrol today, and the uncle of the official had a good relationship with Miss Su, so he came to take a look on behalf of his uncle. Your Highness also recognizes Miss Su."

Zhao Ziyan smiled: "This is not above the court. Master Zhongcheng should not be so restrained. As for Tong Jin'er, it's just fate. When I entered Beijing, I happened to meet her and I fell in love with her. It happens to be next to her, and I'm familiar too."

Xue Qi looked at the two and smiled warmly: "That's how it is."

Fu Yanqing didn't want a small-minded person to pretend to be serious and straightforward: "Master Xue has been here several times before, but Su Jin has been busy with some trivial matters, so he neglected. I don't know Master Xue, but what happened this time?"

Xue Qi glanced at Zhao Ziyan, who was sitting on the side with no expression on his face. He was a little embarrassed. He coughed and said: "Actually, there is nothing serious. It's just that my uncle has repeatedly told me to see if you are well when you have time. And so are you. When I first came to Beijing, I am afraid that many places are still unfamiliar. I would like to take you to have a look at some time and try my best to be a landlord."

Fu Yanqing looked at Zhao Ziyan from time to time. Hearing what Xue Qi said, she said sincerely: "Stu Jin is so caring. It's just that in the last few days, I need some business management. I'm afraid I can't get out of it. Ri has been reconciling the accounts. I said before that I would take the time to thank you. When Su Jin is finished, I will go to Xue Mansion in person to thank you and Uncle Xue."

Xue Qi couldn't help being disappointed, but Fu Yanqing's tone was quite sincere, and he couldn't say more. Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and took a small paper bag on the table, and said softly: "This is Taihe Lou's Gorgon Cake. It is a century-old brand, and it is quite famous. Over the years, Taihe Lou has made fewer and fewer products. I'm fortunate enough to have it. One, give Miss Su a taste."

The kindness is difficult, and Fu Yanqing is not good at rejecting it anymore: "Master Xue has the intention."

After sending off Xue Qi, Luo Yin carried the cakes, and couldn't help but curiously said: "This Master Xue is also rare. He knows that the master likes cakes. This Gorgon cake Luo Yin has also been heard, and it has a good reputation."

Zhao Ziyan took the cakes and said unintentionally, "Yes, even I have no taste for it."

This tone is inevitably a little sour, and the tone is unclear. Therefore, Fu Yanqing is holding back a smile.

Over there, Zhao Ziyan had already opened the packaging on his own. The pastries are indeed very delicate, and you can smell a sweet scent when you open it.

Zhao Ziyan took a piece and tasted it, but he coughed: "Although it tastes good, it is not comparable to Mandarin Duck Cake, and the clear flavor is too heavy."

After that, she almost took a bite, and ate it with serious pricks, and within a moment, she lost a layer.

Di Luo Yin was dumbfounded, fingers stretched out, and looked at her accusingly.

Fu Yanqing laughed muffledly, and stepped forward to stop Zhao Ziyan: "I have eaten just now. Don't eat anymore. Carefully, my stomach hurts."

After speaking, she glanced at the pastry again: "I can't eat it."

After finishing the sentence, Zhao Ziyan's face suddenly blushed, but he said with a serious face: "It's not good if you don't eat it, it's really not delicious, it's not as good as my mandarin duck cake."

The author has something to say: The princess said that the little vinegar jar is online and cutely she can’t hold it anymore. Have you noticed the change of the princess? Blessed is the princess.

Author: a serious and jealous little majesty