Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Fu Yanqing was also prepared for a long time, took Zhao Ziyan calmly and began to distance himself from Zhao Moqian. It stands to reason that there were three of them, two of them were wounded, and there were five of them, although Gui Chou and Sile basically They cannot use force, but they have no advantage either.

Zhao Mojian was also examining them, but for a moment, she looked at everything in front of her with a calm face, it seemed that the rattling of swords just now was just their illusion.

"There is wind here, there should be a way out." Zhao Mojian's tone was a little low, and said softly.

Zi Ling beside her also echoed: "Yes, Your Highness."

The terrain narrowed sharply here, but it was a tortuous passage, somewhat similar to the place where the cave was before. The passage was very dim, except for the dim light from the back stone room, it was almost black. This long road is very depressing and gloomy because they can’t explore the whole picture. More importantly, they don’t see the light as far as they can see, which means that the exit is still far away. No wonder Zhao Mojian Choose compromise.

Fu Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief, but she also raised her heart again. She stood beside Zhao Ziyan, her hand touched her finger intentionally or unintentionally, it was cold and damp, and instantly stiffened when she touched it. All of this made Fu Yanqing's heart constant. Tearing, trembling in pain. But she can only endure, can't blatantly worry, can't hold her well, make her feel better, can only pretend not to know, let her be tortured by the heart-wrenching pain, and pretend to be a pair Nothing happened.

She knew what Zhao Ziyan was worrying about. Once she became venomous, it was like a godsend to Zhao Mojian. She had an antidote and could handle them at will. They could only be slaughtered. But Zhao Mojian came for the day of the full moon, and sooner or later he would know that everyone would be passive at that time.

She wouldn't give the antidote. How could a person who tried every possible means to kill Zhao Ziyan would give her an antidote. Fu Yanqing's eyes were getting colder and colder, and she glanced at Zhao Mojian slightly, and her heart suddenly became clear. She is stupid, why bother thinking about how to avoid Zhao Ziyan being killed? As long as the person who wanted to take her life dies, who can kill her? Even if there were a group of Xiaoqi guards outside, even if they were accused of murdering the emperor's heir in the future, she could not watch Zhao Ziyan being tortured in this way, or even lost his life.

The determination in her mind was set, she suddenly became more relaxed, and she reached out and held Zhao Ziyan's cold hand. Zhao Ziyan was startled, and barely wanted to break free, but Fu Yanqing was unlucky and refused to let go. Instead, he glanced sideways at her.

As the two got close, Zhao Ziyan clearly saw the persistence and pity in her eyes, lowered her head, and finally relaxed.

Fu Yanqing held her hand, her slender and cool fingers curled in her palms, trembling lightly, and occasionally she couldn't help it, and she would get tense and clenched to death. Fu Yanqing had a sore nose, so she could only put her fingers into her palms to prevent her from torturing her hands alone. Her mind kept reverberating the painful appearance of Zhao Ziyan when she became ill. At this moment, she couldn't imagine how painful Zhao Ziyan would be if she followed them casually. Was she already poisoned when she fought with the general?

The more I think about it, the more distressed, and the more I think about it, the more angry it is. If it weren't for Zhao Mojian and their mother and daughter, how could her An'er be so tortured, they were still aggressive, rushing to kill! The complex emotions gathered on her chest, and Fu Yanqing was no longer indifferent, and her fingers even began to tighten. Zhao Ziyan felt that something was wrong with her, and reluctantly shook her hand back, smiled slightly, and shook his head gently.

Only after walking a hundred meters, the passage in front of him was cut into two, making the group of people pause in place again. Zhao Mojian looked back at Zhao Ziyan who was walking at the back, the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and he soon disappeared. She said unhurriedly: "I guess it won't be easy next. You don't know how long it has been since you got down, and you haven't had a good night's sleep. Let's regenerate your energy here so that you can adjust your breath and wounds, and then we will decide where to go. "

Zhao Mojian’s words are not unreasonable, but Fu Yanqing lowered her head and lowered her eyes. What kind of calculations she had, she knew very well that it was just Zhao Ziyan's appearance that she really couldn't let her hold it anymore, so she nodded, too. Lean on the stone wall with Zhao Ziyan. Several people closed their eyes and adjusted their breath, but no one really fell asleep and rested.

Zhao Ziyan's face became more and more ugly, but he still whispered to Fu Yanqing: "I'm tired, are you leaning on me to sleep for a while?"

Fu Yanqing just looked at her fixedly without saying anything. After a long time, she moved her body and stretched out her hand to hug Zhao Ziyan into her arms. This stone wall is very cold, and this little fool must be even more uncomfortable.

Zhao Ziyan was a little dazed, thinking of getting up, but his waist was tightly bound by Fu Yanqing. Fu Yanqing didn't speak, but just wrapped her around her neck with her right hand, touching her cold sweat with her fingers, and flicking it slightly, causing Zhao Ziyan to tremble. When she saw her, she paused with her fingers, but she was supporting her. Putting her head on her shoulders, she whispered: "I'm very tired, don't move."

Zhao Ziyan really stopped moving. She rested on Fu Yanqing like this. Under her was her warm and soft body. She stuck to her neck, her nose was lingering with her familiar faint scent, which smelled very good. That's it since I got to know Fu Yanqing. The wings of her nose were lightly incited, and she was a little attached to this feeling. Although her heart and limbs were painful at this moment, she was unbearable, but it seemed to be much more comfortable in her arms like this. Because of the closeness, she could clearly hear Fu Yanqing's heartbeat, as well as the shallow sniffs in her ears, so that they would go down together in a clear rhythm. It made Zhao Ziyan suddenly feel that listening to her breathing and heartbeat in this way is also the happiness and peace that she can't give up.

Lifting her eyes slightly, she can only see her profile face at this moment. Looking up close, she can actually find that her skin is a little unnatural, but the bridge of her nose is tall, the lines are also very good, and it is also very beautiful. Thinking of what she said that day, she wouldn't let her be so wronged, but... her eyes suddenly became sore, she closed her eyes, and the pain in her heart became even more intense. She was afraid that she would eventually fail to speak. She knew that she would leave her alone one day, but she thought she could take care of everything better than before. She never thought it would be so fast. Apart from making her anxious and making her helpless, she didn't have time to do anything. . Although this person is rarely emotionally enthusiastic, she has actually been indulging herself since the exchange of hearts. As in the past, she is used to being indifferent, but in her bones, she loves her more than anyone else.

She is actually very selfish and dependent on her selfishly, just because she is the only one who can warm herself and make her fall in love with herself selfishly, because she is greedy for that feeling, and now she may be selfishly abandon her, because she knows very well, if Without her, Fu Yanqing would spend her entire life thinking about the Southwest Palace. This time Fu Yanqing came to Shu, mostly because of herself. At this moment, she was in danger, and she didn't know who was because of it, but she couldn't take risks, and she couldn't let Fu Yanqing fold here.

Zhao Mojian can't die. If she is dead, Fu Yanqing can't escape with her burden. I don't know how long it has been outside, but those Xiaoqi Guards will not give up, only more and more. With Xiao Tuo, she couldn't protect her in Shu. That would only force Zhao Mojian to promise and let Fu Yanqing go, but she also knew that Zhao Mojian could let Fu Yanqing go, but after this, Zhao Mojian would never let her go.

Closing his eyes, Zhao Ziyan put his face on the skin of Fu Yanqing's neck, rubbed it lightly, and then stopped moving. But then she discovered that Fu Yanqing's original rhythmic heartbeat started to speed up a little bit, and in the end it was like drumming, and even her breathing was chaotic.

"Punch" Zhao Ziyan shifted his face away, leaning over Fu Yanqing's shoulder and grinning. Fu Yanqing's face was very ruddy, and she squeezed the soft flesh of Zhao Ziyan's waist with a little shame, but didn't say much, but just supported her for fear that she would bend down.

Zhao Mojian was so disturbed that he couldn't help himself, opened his eyes, and stared at the two people who were crooked together, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time passed. After a long time, Zhao Mojian licked his chapped lips and said dumbly: "Choose, which way to go."

Fu Yanqing sat up straight and carefully helped Zhao Ziyan up. Her voice was still flat: "Left."

After saying that, she didn't wait for others to make a decision, and went straight in. Zhao Ziyan leaned on her without any hesitation. The silent few people completely obeyed, and they all followed. Zhao Mojian looked gloomy behind him, clenched his fists, and finally walked in.

The road on the left is not long, but with a hundred or ten steps, everything suddenly becomes clear. In front of us is a circular hall with white jade steps surrounding the ascendant. Above it is a white jade platform exactly the same as before entering the hall, except that a square coffin is placed on the platform. The workmanship is extremely exquisite. On the large bronze coffin, Shi To vermilion, to miscellaneous gold. The engraving of nine chapters on the coffin is enough to prove who the coffin belongs to. It’s just that Zhao Mojian and others knew that the Yongdi Mausoleum was not completed, and Shuzhong was broken. Yongdi was also a Ma Ge corpse and could not be buried here. It should be an empty coffin here.

But these things were a big blow to Zhao Mojian. She was thinking about the treasures of the emperor, but there was nothing in front of her. Only this empty coffin was worthless, but the gold that filled the dragon veins, and Where did the Xuanjia Soldier Atlas go? Slowing down, she searched inch by inch. But right now, there was only the coffin, and she didn't even find the way out, the original tuyere disappeared strangely. The expression on her face was a little cracked, looking at Fu Yanqing, she said coldly: "Is this what you chose?"

Fu Yanqing ignored it, and said solemnly: "There are still coffins that have not been checked."

Zhao Mojian's eyes flashed, maybe there was a mysterious idea below, and there was a glimmer of hope in her heart again. She looked at the coffin and said, "Who opened the coffin?" The meaning was very clear, she wouldn't do it.

Fu Yanqing sneered: "The emperor's coffin is nine inches thick and is a six-fold coffin. Who do you think can move it?"

Zhao Mojian said nothing, but Qi Sheng and Zi Ling stood up. Fu Yanqing stood on both sides, but all of them were injured and sick. After moving half an inch, Zhao Mojian lost his energy. , Yunzu internal force pushed up together. With the sound of heavy sliding, the heavy bronze coffin finally opened. Inside was a pair of golden nanmu inner coffin. There was also a groove on the inner wall of the coffin, which was obviously where the organ was.

Several people stared at that place, their palms were a little sweaty. If you want to open the mechanism, you must be close, who can expect what will happen.

Fu Yanqing glanced at a few people: "Retreat, I'll come." The Yongdi Mausoleum shouldn't have an exit, but Yongdi finally used it as a treasure house. He must give the latecomers a way to survive, otherwise he wanted to let him Funeral of children and grandchildren.

Zhao Ziyan looked a little nervous. Fu Yanqing looked at her and nodded lightly. In the end, Zhao Ziyan walked on unsteadily. Her pace was slow, obviously in pain. Zhao Mojian saw him and finally heaved a sigh of relief. , This person is just the end of the fight.

The author has something to say: praise me, I am so hardworking and diligent! Everyone should feel that the next chapter is a great tragedy. I worked very hard, but I found that I still haven't finished writing the copy. It's tomorrow night. Let's look forward to the abuse. Give candy after torture*^_^*

Your Highness: Oh, I've been lazy for half a month, and now I am so diligent in making lunch for me, I really have to commend you.

Author Jun: You are so fierce, isn't it just a box lunch? What are you afraid of? It's fine to sleep when you're full.

His Royal Highness: (silence) I read the evaluation. For the author who makes the box lunch, the reader will give the blade.

Author Jun: Really? I'm a bit iron deficient recently...

Sheriff: I think you lack the heart!