Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

After a long time, Fu Yanqing suddenly raised her body and said in a panic: "I'm confused, I'm confused." After speaking, he reached out and carefully hugged Zhao Ziyan and put it on the couch.

After twisting and kneeling for a long time, her legs were numb, and Zhao Ziyan was even more uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand as before, carefully kneading it from top to bottom, soothing her muscles and bones a little bit. Pulling up her trouser legs, she found that both snow-white knees were blue, and Fu Yanqing's brows wrinkled.

Zhao Ziyan lay on the bed and watched her walk out quickly. Then he took a small medicine bottle and entered the house, thinking that he would ask Yue Shenglin and the others. Seeing her in such a hurry, Zhao Ziyan smiled and said, "Slow down, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt much." In fact, she didn't feel much, and she didn't notice the pain, but she didn't dare to say that, otherwise Fu Yanqing would be even more uncomfortable.

Fu Yanqing frowned: "It's almost purple." Her hand wiped off the ointment, gently covered her wounds, and concentrated on rubbing her away. Zhao Ziyan looked at her like this, only feeling itchy. She turned her side to her, her long hair slid down peacefully with her head down, dangling as her fingers vigorously. Obviously there is not much feeling, but Zhao Ziyan felt that a wave of enthusiasm rose in the place touched by her finger, and it spread to the bottom of his heart. After taking care of her knees, Fu Yanqing was still worried. She rolled her trouser legs for a few minutes. Looking carefully, Zhao Ziyan felt a little embarrassed and her ears were red.

Fu Yanqing missed her body intently, but naturally she didn't notice it, and found that her leg was not injured, so she thought about checking her arm. After all, she fell down and she was used to holding it with her hands.

The fingers moved up from her wrist a little bit, the cuffs were also rolled up, revealing a white and crystal-clear arm, Fu Yanqing got close again, the feeling on the arm was quite a lot, Zhao Ziyan looked at Fu Yanqing dumbfounded. Feeling her heart beating faster and faster, she got so close, in a daze, Zhao Ziyan couldn't help thinking.

When Fu Yanqing discovered that something was wrong, she could clearly hear Zhao Ziyan's heartbeat. After she recovered, she also found that their actions were too ambiguous at this moment. Zhao Ziyan's sleeves were all rolled up, and the clothes were a little messy. At the moment, half-leaning in her arms, the black eyes were filled with endless emotions, and there was fiery heat, which made Fu Yanqing a little confused.

Zhao Ziyan's eyes were blurred, and he whispered: "Qing'er."

Fu Yanqing's fingers were still on Zhao Ziyan's bare arms, the skin on the fingertips was delicate and smooth, and the hand felt too good. Wei Wei held her hand, Fu Yanqing also whispered back: "Yeah."

This soft answer was like a feather falling into Zhao Ziyan's heart. She stunned and said: "I miss you so much." Missing her, feeling dazed by her being by her side but unable to respond, made this longing even more unforgettable. After life and death, to see her again, this strong attachment and eagerness to get close can't bear it.

I don't know when the hand was wrapped around Fu Yanqing's waist and slowly tightened, Fu Yanqing leaned in meekly, and I didn't know whose heartbeat was in his ear, messy and eager. The two of them sighed in contentment as they spoke together. During the kiss, the mouth seemed to contain petals, soft and sweet, and could not help but repeatedly licking and rubbing gently. The hot soft tongue was tentatively tangled together, soft and slippery, and the trembling sensation between the touches spread from the lips and tongue to the whole body, making people feel uncomfortable and unsustainable.

The two people who had already gone through a lot of twists and turns were full of emotions and couldn't vent them. They could only express their love and affection through this intimacy. During the entanglement, Fu Yanqing relaxed, and Zhao Ziyan, who was soft but not very vigorous, was crushed by her.

The fingers slowly rubbed and caressed the exposed arms, which made Fu Yanqing gradually feel dissatisfied. She moved her fingers lightly and slipped in from the messy shirt. The tight and delicate waist, even if it was too slender, made people fascinated. . The palm of his hand was close to his waist and abdomen, slowly twisting and rubbing, aroused Zhao Ziyan's whole body to tremble, and a few soft snorts overflowed from his nose.

Zhao Ziyan opened her eyes in a dream, and looked at Fu Yanqing who was covering her body, the corners of her eyes were also red. She knows Fu Yanqing's mood at the moment, no matter how to comfort her, according to her personality, it is impossible to be relieved so quickly. However, maybe she can forget it for the time being, besides, she has inconvenience in her legs and feet at the moment, and after falling into the wind, she can't turn over. Simply throwing away his happy shyness, closed his eyes and kissed Fu Yanqing, and began to untie Fu Yanqing's clothes. However, his hands were not to be outdone, and Fu Yanqing's body slowly rubbed, which made Fu Yanqing more excited.

The young body was too unbearable to tease, and within a moment, Zhao Ziyan couldn't stand it a bit, and his mouth couldn't hold back a few low moans. But when Fu Yanqing started rubbing her hand on Zhao Ziyan's abdomen, she suddenly stopped. Zhao Ziyan opened his eyes in confusion, watching her panting. Fu Yanqing was not much better at this moment, and was panting hard, but her eyes became clearer. She didn't look too far to see what Zhao Ziyan looked like at the moment, otherwise she couldn't help it.

"Qing'er." Zhao Ziyan yelled to her softly. Her voice was inexplicably hoarse. Fu Yanqing trembled at the hearing, but she still held it back and whispered: "You are not healthy yet."

After that, she turned her head and closed the shirt that had been torn apart for Zhao Ziyan. Her face was blushing, but her voice had faded: "I have to raise my body, and I will settle accounts with you."

As soon as these words fell, the heat in Zhao Ziyan's heart suddenly became cold. Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Fu Yanqing dumbfoundingly. This scrupulous woman was clearly revenge for her sudden stop that night. Zhao Ziyan cautiously said: "Did I do something wrong?"

Fu Yanqing glanced at her and said faintly: "What do you mean? I was concealed about your poisoning before coming to Yizhou and I am ready to come to Yizhou... what kind of broken box." Originally I wanted to talk about funeral affairs, but I felt that it was too unlucky. Talking.

Zhao Ziyan's face flushed, and he whispered, "You know."

Seeing her so cautiously, Fu Yanqing felt helpless. She was not angry with her like this.

"Don’t pretend to be pitiful, the bird’s nest porridge is probably cold, so I don’t drink it anymore. I stewed the pigeon soup in the kitchen, and you will drink some later." The person who calmed down now finally remembered that this is still a day, and Zhao Ziyan has not eaten anything yet. .

Zhao Ziyan nodded, his expression was a little awkward, and he didn't speak for a while, it seemed difficult to speak.

Fu Yanqing was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Ziyan's face was reddened, but he still said earnestly: "I want to change my clothes." The two of them were really emotional. Now she only feels a little sticky, especially when the emotions are surging, there is a little more inexplicable. Something, at this moment, is a bit chilly and uncomfortable.

After speaking, she felt embarrassed, so she added: "Qing'er don't need to change it?" This is even more embarrassing. Fu Yanqing's face flushed, and she coughed, "I...I'll get the clothes." Turning around, she also had to leave. NS. I muttered to myself that I couldn't punish her like this in the future, it was too hurtful.

After cleaning herself, Fu Yanqing thought for a while and still endured embarrassment and gave Zhao Ziyan with hot water. Fortunately, although she could not move her legs, she could simply clean her body. Put down the hot water clothes. Fu Yanqing whispered: "You can change it yourself. , I... I'll go see the soup."

Seeing Fu Yanqing walk away quickly, Zhao Ziyan was embarrassed and funny again. He touched his hot face and quickly wiped his body to change clothes.

When Fu Yanqing came back with soup and food, Zhao Ziyan was already lying on the bed in a refreshing suit, and her clothes were put aside in a ball after the change. After so long, Fu Yanqing calmed down, but she was still a little hot looking at Zhao Ziyan.

Zhao Ziyan seemed to be in good spirits, poked his head and said, "It smells so good."

Fu Yanqing saw that she didn't care very much, so she felt more at ease. She stretched out her hand to bring out the soup cup. The pigeon soup is nourishing and replenishing qi, and it can be nourishing for those who are recovering from a serious illness without being too aggressive. In addition, the pigeons stewed slowly at a low fire were originally tender and fresh, and Fu Yanqing was very careful, knowing that Zhao Ziyan does not like meat, and the pigeons are cooked very carefully. After removing the internal organs, they are filled with mushrooms and **** slices, and the fishy is removed. The taste is greasy, and there is more umami.

Zhao Ziyan slept for a long time and did not really eat general food, so Fu Yanqing did not prepare rice for her when she woke up. However, in order to avoid the greasy soup, she steamed some rice cakes. The rice cakes were cut squarely and squarely. On the plate, it was born in vain, and it was very beautiful, and it smelled a sweet smell of rice from a distance.

Seeing Zhao Ziyan's probe kept looking around, Fu Yanqing couldn't help but feel a little bit of amusement. He approached the table and got up to help her do a good job. Fu Yanqing couldn't help but spoil her and said: "It's as greedy as a cat."

Zhao Ziyan's face was slightly confused, and Fu Yanqing didn't tease her anymore. When the soup came, he let her cool down and fed her a spoonful. Zhao Ziyan looked at the people who were very serious about feeding soup, his eyebrows were crooked, and he couldn't hide his smile.

After feeding her a few mouthfuls of soup, Fu Yanqing stuffed her a piece of rice cake, the savory pigeon soup, accompanied by the soft and sweet rice cake, Zhao Ziyan narrowed his eyes. Seeing this person's contented and happy appearance, Fu Yanqing's nose became sore. She didn't know that Zhao Ziyan was very concerned about her leg problems, but she was afraid that she was sad, Bai had been pretending to be calm, and it would not be enough for such a person to hurt her any more.

Seeing her eating five or six rice cakes and drinking a bowl of soup, Fu Yanqing stopped to feed. The hungry Zhao Ziyan was eating happily. He suddenly disappeared and blinked, looking at Fu Yanqing innocently, with constant gazes. Sweep into the plate.

"You just woke up, you can't eat more, you will have to drink medicine later."

Zhao Ziyan's face is slightly bitter: "Why drink medicine?"

Fu Yanqing glanced at her: "This time you have been poisoned by Miserable Souls. Fortunately, you have saved your life. It is because you are fighting against the heart-biting and dispersing in your original body. You come and go, and alleviate the poison in your body."

Zhao Ziyan widened his eyes slightly after hearing this: "You mean the bitter heart disbanded?" Although she knew she had guessed while alive, she couldn't believe she had such good luck.

Fu Yanqing nodded: "Mr. Yao said, it can't be calculated, because the heart-biting disperse has accumulated in your body for too long. It is not that simple. However, you will not be as painful as you used to be, nor will you endanger your life, and you will be poisoned. You also have to take the medicine on time to clear it."

Zhao Ziyan's face was obviously more open. In this way, although her legs were scrapped, she was kindly treated by heaven.

Zhao Ziyan woke up, Fang Daohai and the others quickly came over to look at her once, but the person sitting in the chair, the first reaction was to pull Fu Yanqing beside her, and squinted her eyes vigilantly to look at Fang Daohai.

Fang Daohai also learned about her situation from Yaosantong. Seeing her reaction like this, he felt a little helpless. He paused and said in a low voice: "I don't need such a guard, I won't move her, just come. Just look at you."

After speaking, his eyes fell on Zhao Ziyan's lap, and he stopped talking. Fu Yanqing frowned slightly. She didn't like Fang Daohai looking at Zhao Ziyan like this. This was undoubtedly a reminder to Zhao Ziyan that she could not move her legs.

Seeing Fu Yanqing’s expression in his eyes, Zhao Ziyan felt warm in his heart, squeezed her hand, and said frankly: "Qing'er has taken good care of her. I am already healed. It’s just that the legs are a little boring and I can’t stand up anymore. Excuse me. Remember it."

Fang Daohai's expression was faint, and his tone was a little regretful: "I have neglected over the years and haven't taken good care of you. Now that I am back, I still haven't been able to save you."

Zhao Ziyan looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Your Excellency is serious, you and I are not relatives, why do you need your care? Now this is my own business, and I have nothing to do with you."

Fang Daohai opened his mouth and couldn't speak. Zhao Ziyan's eyes dimmed and he whispered, "Qing'er, I'm tired."

Knowing what she meant, Fu Yanqing bent down and hugged the person in her arms, and went straight back to the room.

Sitting on the bed, Zhao Ziyan's expression was still a bit cold, Fu Yanqing stretched out her hand and scraped her nose: "Why did you suddenly lose your temper?"

Zhao Ziyan turned his head to look at her, and said sadly: "Actually, I guessed who the one who asked him was." In her memory, there are too few people who care about her. Except for Fu Yanqing, there are only mother concubine and aunt Mu. . However, a year after the death of her mother and concubine, Aunt Mu was blamed by Concubine Xiao for the unreasonable charges. No one asked her for a doctor, and she fell ill and died. When it came to the mother concubine, the people in the palace said she was dead, but she couldn't live without seeing the corpse. If the rumors are true, someone should sneak into the palace and take away the mother and concubine. She went to check that when the mother and concubine were not in the palace, although she was a lady of the official family, she loved to travel around the rivers and lakes. Until she met Emperor Jing, she was called into the palace when he was attracted by Emperor Jing. If the guess is correct, Fang Daohai is likely to be the one who took her away, then all this makes sense.

But since she asked Fang Daohai, she must be alive, so why did she leave it alone for so many years, but let someone from the rivers and lakes she never knew protect her. In fact, Fang Daohai didn't really care about her, otherwise he wouldn't let Guilou find her suddenly when she was fifteen years old. Even the last time I met, Fang Daohai was far more angry with her than worried. In the words, he was just worried about not being sorry for her mother and concubine, but his attitude changed too much when I saw each other this time.

"Qing'er, don't you think his attitude has changed a bit strange?" Zhao Ziyan asked in a low voice.

Fu Yanqing rubbed her head: "Yes."

"But what do you think can make him change so quickly?" Her tone was a little cold, but her eyes were confused.

The author has something to say: Desire is dissatisfied, hurts others and hurts oneself. The summary is to do things

Your Highness: Come and hurt each other.

Author: ...This sentence is actually equivalent to, come, attack each other!