Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Fu Yanqing was all in the dust, looking at Zhao Ziyan at this moment, her lips trembled slightly, her eyes filled with pain and weirdness. She couldn't believe that the frail person in front of her was the one who had spoken softly to herself a few days ago and acted like a baby.

At this time, the eye sockets of the person were blue, and the face was as white as a piece of paper, and the whole person was too haggard. She wore white clothes on her face casually, which made her look extremely thin. Looking at her pale lips with blood stains, Fu Yanqing trembled as she watched the man clenched his hands in panic and received the blood stains behind her hands. Her eyes were red, her throat was blocked with countless words but she couldn't speak.

Zhao Ziyan didn't expect that she would suddenly appear at this moment. He hurriedly stood up with his back, suppressed his cough, and said in a panic: "You...didn't you return to Beijing? Why did you come here suddenly?"

Fu Yanqing let go, let the package on his back fall on the ground, walked into the house step by step, and said in a trembled voice: "If I don't come, how long are you going to hide from me?"

She looked at Zhao Ziyan with red eyes, she forced herself to endure her emotions, and said hysterically, "Are you going to be waiting for you to die before you tell me what the **** are you, ah? Zhao Ziyan!"

Xuanqing in the room stepped back early in the morning. Zhao Ziyan didn't know how to answer. Seeing Fu Yanqing's collapsed eyes were red, he said dumbly: "I...I'm sorry..."

Fu Yanqing looked at her pale face, and it was even more ugly at this moment. The whole person was also shaky. She couldn't stand it anymore. She stretched out her hand and took the person into her arms, choked up: "What's the matter with you, it's only... for four days. After four days away, you made yourself look like this."

Zhao Ziyan was even more distressed when she saw her sadness, "Qing'er, don't be like this, I'm wrong, don't cry."

Perceiving that the clothes on his back were wet by the warm liquid, Zhao Ziyan was even more flustered, trying to comfort her, but didn't know how to speak. A burst of impatience made her cough more than ever. She desperately tried to suppress the cough, but she just blushed with suffocation.

Fu Yanqing found that something was wrong, and hurriedly pushed her away, and said in pain, "Don't bear it, Zhao Ziyan, I beg you, can you take care of yourself!"

Zhao Ziyan trembled, coughed a few times and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and Fu Yanqing was splashed with red blood.

Fu Yanqing only felt cold all over, and she hugged the person to the bed and said anxiously: "Come on, please call the doctor!"

Zhao Ziyan was too slow for a while, couldn't say a word, and could only pull Fu Yanqing's clothes. Fu Yanqing was anxious, and kept smoothing her chest.

Yao Santong was pulled in by Xuan Qing and quickly walked in, giving Zhao Ziyan a pulse, then immediately opened the cloth bag he carried, spread out a row of silver needles, and pierced Zhao Ziyan on several acupoints. After a while, Zhao Ziyan's expression eased.

Yao Santong also turned pale when seeing Fu Yanqing. Although she didn't understand her relationship with Zhao Ziyan for a while, she said with relief: "Girls don't have to worry about it. The host is only temporarily emotional, so she coughs harder. As for vomiting blood, it's just poison. Blood stasis in the lungs and qi and blood will stagnate, but it will be more comfortable if you vomit it out."

Seeing Zhao Ziyan's breath gradually calmed down, Fu Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and helped her up, let her lean in her arms, raised her hand to pass the internal force over, so as to make her as comfortable as possible.

This tossing almost exhausted Zhao Ziyan's energy. She leaned weakly in Fu Yanqing's arms and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, I'm already more comfortable, don't worry."

Fu Yanqing didn't say a word, but gave her internal strength on her own. The two of the medicine tee saw that the atmosphere between them was not right, looked at each other, and said: "The original poster has passed the most important juncture, although it will still hurt today..." Seeing that Fu Yanqing's movements became stiff, the medicine tee quickly said. : "But it won't be so serious anymore, I'm going to boil medicine, the host hasn't eaten anything for a few days, girl..."

"If you have to work, I will watch her use it. Her clothes are wet again. The two of you will avoid them first, and I will change her clothes first." Fu Yanqing seemed to calm down, and her speech returned to the calm and quiet appearance of the past, but Her voice was a little hoarse, but she could still hear that she hadn't really let go at the moment.

Yao Santong glanced at Zhao Ziyan, then turned around and left Xuan Qing. There is this girl here, and it's getting in the way for both of them to come.

As soon as the two of them left, the atmosphere in the room became very weird, and Fu Yanqing went to the cabinet with a calm face to find clothes for Zhao Ziyan.

Zhao Ziyan tried to beat his spirits and was very nervous, his eyes moved following Fu Yanqing, but he didn't know what to say. He just stopped talking a few times, and then closed his eyes sullenly.

Fu Yanqing sat on the side of the bed and looked at her, and said quietly: "I'm not eloquent before, so you know how to say it? How come you don't say a word now?"

Zhao Ziyan opened his eyes and whispered, "I'm afraid you will be angry."

"I'm already very angry." Seeing that Zhao Ziyan looked sad, he added a soft sentence: "So, it doesn't matter what you say."

Zhao Ziyan was stunned and coughed again. Fu Yanqing didn't say much anymore, reaching out and leaning her in her arms.

The person in her arms was very thin, and her single clothes were wet with sweat. When the two of them were so close, Fu Yanqing could smell the familiar fragrance of her, soft and elegant. Looking down, looking at her wet hair on her forehead, Fu Yanqing sighed helplessly. She was so angry that she was dying of her senses, but she was reluctant to suffer any more pain from this person. All the anger, distress, and self-blame were all alone. Swallow it all.

He put his finger on the ties of her shirt, unbuttoned the white single, and said softly: "First change the wet clothes and don't catch cold again."

Zhao Ziyan's face flushed, and he wanted to sit up: "I'll do it myself."

However, Fu Yanqing just pretended not to hear, and quickly stripped Zhao Ziyan clean, and then changed her clean clothes: "Didn't you say, did I see your body big since I was a child? What shy of you now?"

Zhao Ziyan lowered her head and did not speak. Fu Yanqing could only see the tips of her reddish ears, her eyes softened a bit, but when she touched her still trembling hands, they became astringent.

He got up and re-filled a bowl of rice, according to Zhao Ziyan's past habits, took her favorite food, fed it to her mouth, and looked at her without saying a word.

How dare Zhao Ziyan not eat, he opened his mouth and ate quietly there. It's just that although he hasn't eaten much these days, Zhao Ziyan doesn't feel hungry, and only feels sick after eating a small bowl.

Although Fu Yanqing fed the meal with no expression on her face, she kept looking at Zhao Ziyan's expression carefully, and realized that she was uncomfortable, so she could only stop her hand.

"Can't you eat it?"

Zhao Ziyan shook his head reflexively, but when he saw Fu Yanqing's expression, he obediently said, "I can't eat it anymore."

Fu Yanqing looked at the half of the rice left, and the hand holding the chopstick was faintly blue, apparently trying to suppress his emotions.

Zhao Ziyan hurriedly said: "I'm just doing this for a few days. After today, I'm not sure I will have four bowls, and I will make up for it in a few days."

Fu Yanqing put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, lowered her head, and said tremblingly: "Zhao Ziyan, I regret it."

Zhao Ziyan's face became stiff, and it took a while before he reluctantly said: "You...what do you regret?" After asking, Zhao Ziyan felt that she had no strength all over. When she was struggling with this relationship, the most fearful thing was that Fu Yanqing was sad, but she regretted it. , Regretted paying the wrong feelings, regretted having been with her.

Fu Yanqing raised her head, her eyes flushed, and she said dazedly, "I should have taken you away. If I had taken you away earlier... Maybe... Maybe you won't suffer so much, it won't be so severe."

Zhao Ziyan was stunned, and she was stunned for a long time before she said: "Qing'er, it's none of your business. If you took me away in the first place, no one would have predicted the result, and it would even harm you." After speaking, she smiled: " Really, although this poison came on, it was indeed worse than death, but it did not bring me endless pain. If it weren't because it was too insidious, how could Xiao Guifei let me live, and how could Zhao Mojian do it? Indulge me in growing up like this. Besides, even if you take me away, I have already accepted the eclipse, and I am afraid it will be worse."

"Xinxin San? What she gave you is Xinxin San!" Fu Yanqing's expression changed, and her heart became cold. Then she gritted her teeth fiercely and looked at Zhao Ziyan, her heart twisted like a knife.

She has seen Zhao Mojian used it in her last life. In the past, Zhao Mojian fought against Zhao Qingshu openly and secretly because of the seizure of the throne. In the end, the contradiction became more acute, and almost all of them had killed each other. Zhao Qingshu has a secret guard who has grown up with Zhao Qingshu since he was a child. It is a sword of Zhao Qingshu secretly, and he is extremely sincere to Zhao Qingshu.

But in the end Zhao Qingshu was forced to assassinate Zhao Mojian by sending the guard to assassinate Zhao Mojian. In the end, he failed and was captured alive.

Originally, no matter what the interrogation, he would not confess half a word. In the end, Zhao Mojian asked him to take Xixinsan. At that time, the dose of the medicine was very heavy. The dark guard became poisonous within a few hours. The scream of pain in the prison made Fu Yanqing shudder, but the man pleaded guilty with a stick of incense. It was also that time that Fu Yanqing began to realize how ruthless Zhao Mojian was.

Zhao Ziyan was also taken aback, and tentatively said, "Qing'er...you know that Xingxin San?" If Zhao Mojian told her about this poison, she didn't know it, it was the medicine three links, and she was just listening to the name. Later, he found the record of that utterance in an ancient book. It was so rare that he couldn't find the antidote. How could Fu Yanqing know?

Fu Yanqing took a breath: "I have seen it accidentally, you...then tell me, what will happen to your poison?"

Fu Yanqing suppressed the tremor in the words, but his eyes were full of fear but couldn't hide it.

Zhao Ziyan looked at her, feeling uncomfortable, but didn't know what to say, lied to her, she had lied to her once, and when the result was placed in front of her, it would only make her more broken. To be honest, how can she speak up. She hated herself more and more. She fell in love with Fu Yanqing when Fu Yanqing didn't know anything. She tried her best to treat Fu Yanqing well, which attracted more and more of her eyes to herself. No matter how high-sounding she thought in her heart, let Fu Yanqing forget her after her death, only when it was a short love when she was young and frivolous, she was still afraid in her heart, afraid that she would be expelled from Fu Yanqing's life so easily. .

Zhao Ziyan's silence was undoubtedly the answer that made Fu Yanqing affirm the most feared in her heart. She let go of Zhao Ziyan and backed a few steps in despair, fell onto a chair, and grabbed the hem of her clothes fiercely.

Zhao Ziyan bit her lower lip severely, and said dumbly: "Qing'er, it's all my fault. I'm too selfish. I shouldn't know how I look like and provoke you."

Her words seemed to ignite Fu Yanqing. She stood up abruptly, dragged Zhao Ziyan to her, gritted her teeth and said: "Zhao Ziyan, you still know you are selfish, and you know you shouldn't provoke me! Why do you treat me so well? Why do you want to do everything possible to help me, why do you want to be with me... when I gave you the heart that I was supposed to hold on to you, I told me that you can't be with me at all!"

Zhao Ziyan's eyes were full of tears, and the eyes that were originally as bright as the starry sky were lonely, as if they were covered by layers of dark clouds, letting Fu Yanqing scream at her. Just when Zhao Ziyan was about to push herself into desperate situation, the person who originally grabbed her suddenly hugged her tightly into her arms and whispered in her ear: "Zhao Ziyan, if you really feel sorry for me, can you? Okay, can you stay with me? I can't live without you anymore. I never thought that someone would enter my life. Now that you break in, you can't just leave so easily. Did you hear?"

The author has something to say: The author has a cold and is very uncomfortable. If you suspend for one day tomorrow, this breaks the physique and is almost hopeless.