Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

After the dynasty, Zhao Ziyan felt a little tired, and arguing with them all day because of these things was boring. Looking at Zhao Xun, who was following her, Zhao Ziyan smiled slightly: "I have been working hard these days when I am away. The previous bachelors and masters of the book said that you have made rapid progress in your homework, but you can ask me to give it to you. Some rewards?"

Zhao Xun was already mature, and he has grown up a lot these days. He was a little taken aback when he heard what Zhao Ziyan said, and said seriously: "Xun'er should do it. I dare not ask for credit. Thank you, Auntie Huang."

Zhao Ziyan looked at him, but he felt a little bit of pity in his eyes, and he adjusted his collar and said softly: "Xun'er, although Aunt Huang hopes you can become a talent sooner, but you are still young, don't force yourself to be too tight. .Your mother and concubine expect too much of you, it is inevitable to be stricter, but you don’t have to be so tense with me. You are already doing very well, and even if you do not do well, there are still some that I will support you. Today So I took a half day off and went to the school to practice martial arts in the afternoon. I came to Zhonghua Hall for dinner for dinner. Qing'er can make pastries."

Speaking of the latter, Zhao Ziyan was a little childish, Zhao Xun grinned and nodded heavily. Seeing him leave somewhat briskly, Zhao Ziyan smiled and shook his head, then whispered: "Go back to Zhonghua Hall."

Li Sheng is now back in the palace, still sitting next to Zhao Ziyan. As for Xiaoluzi, he was taught very well by Li Sheng, so Zhao Ziyan gave him to Zhao Xun.

Li Sheng is very eye-catching, knowing that the Regent wants to go back to accompany the one in the Chonghua Palace, he speeds up. After entering the hall, and the maid had time to please her in the future, Fu Yanqing walked out and said warmly: "I'm back."

"Yeah." Zhao Ziyan looked at her face with a full smile. Fu Yanqing has finally recovered her original appearance. Although her skin is still a little pale, her face has red lips and white teeth, the bridge of her nose is tall, and her facial features are much more refined than before. If it was just a little delicate before, now it is pretty tight.

The left and right maid eunuchs were winked by Li Sheng, and they all retreated quietly. They were just stunned at the time when they suddenly changed their faces to Miss Su, and then stopped talking.

This room, Fu Yanqing, bent down to untie the dress ribbon for her, removed her outer robe, changed into a regular dress, and said with a chuckle: "I heard that the king is very powerful in the court today."

Zhao Ziyan was taken aback, raised his hand to facilitate her movement, but then he laughed: "Who said that?"

Fu Yanqing raised her eyebrows and said with a slight seriousness: "Naturally, they are the people who are following you. They are very conscious now, so you must pay attention to it. If you do something bad, I know it all. "Fu Yanqing lives in the palace, sleeps and eats with Zhao Ziyan every day, and the tacit understanding and tenderness between the two unconsciously reveals that no one knows that there is something wrong between them. The so-called regent's femininity, but also quietly spread.

I have seen two people getting along in the palace. Although they don't understand, the two seem to be very seductive. Zhao Ziyan treats Fu Yanqing very softly. People who were not thinking right began to pay attention, and they deliberately attracted Zhao Ziyan's attention overtly and secretly. After all, even though the regent was a woman, she had poor legs and legs, but she was born so beautiful and had a high authority, so it was not difficult to accept it.

Zhao Ziyan naturally understood what she meant, and nodded obediently: "Never, I must guard Qinger like a jade."

"Punch" Fu Yanqing couldn't help laughing: "I don't know how to be ashamed."

Zhao Ziyan, who had changed his court clothes, passed on the white clothes he used to wear in the past, dotted with a few red plums, and the belt was lightly tied to outline an exquisite waistline. The white hosta is even more elegant and moving. Fu Yanqing sighed, she was so attractive, even the very rule-abiding palace servants in the Chonghua Hall could not help being in a daze every time they saw her, let alone those with ulterior motives.

"Why sigh?" Zhao Ziyan leaned over and hugged her waist very naturally, looking up at her.

Fu Yanqing looked at her carefully and pinched her tender and white face: "It's too attractive, and it's too worrying."

"Then you keep looking at me, don't let those people have the opportunity to take advantage of it." Fu Yanqing couldn't help having a joke. The two of them quarreled for a while, but Fu Yanqing set his eyes on Zhao Ziyan's lap and whispered: " An'er, Mr. Yao has written, you have to try to stand up now, okay?"

Zhao Ziyan was a little nervous, glanced at Fu Yanqing, clenched his fingers, and nodded. Fu Yanqing leaned over and hugged her up and put her on the couch to sit down, then squatted down and carefully kneaded her legs for her. Zhao Ziyan didn't say a word, but just looked down at her.

When it was almost time, Fu Yanqing looked up at her, and Wen smiled and said, "Is it all right?"

Zhao Ziyan pursed his lips and nodded: "Yeah."

Fu Yanqing stood aside, almost holding her breath watching Zhao Ziyan sitting on the couch, tentatively. Zhao Ziyan was also tense. After landing on his feet, he started to shift his weight a little bit, supporting the edge of the bed with his hands, and trying to move all of his body down. She still hadn't completely left the bed with her hands, her upper body was slightly bent, and her body was trembling. This was a very simple standing movement for ordinary people, but it was so difficult for her to do it.

Seeing that a layer of sweat was leaking from her forehead, Fu Yanqing was anxious and distressed: "An'er, are you okay?"

Zhao Ziyan turned his head to look at her, and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, it's still strong, I'll try again." I don't know if it is too long to move, or it is the problem of the legs. Standing like this, not only is the strength insufficient, the legs are free. From the soles of the feet to the knees, the pain was so dense that inch by inch was not unbearable, but it was quite boring.

Fu Yanqing also found that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked over: "Does it hurt?"

Zhao Ziyan nodded, and smiled reluctantly: "There are some, but I can bear it."

After speaking, she let go of her hand, and the whole person swayed to stand up. Fu Yanqing stretched out her hand to protect her, staring at her without blinking, as if she was facing an enemy.

Zhao Ziyan couldn't hold on for too long, and his body crooked, and Fu Yanqing hugged her and hugged her tightly.

Before he had time to speak, the sweaty man in his arms chuckled softly: "Qing'er, your body is tighter than me, so why are you so nervous."

Fu Yanqing looked at her helplessly, but didn't say anything. He stabilized her, took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, and whispered: "I'm tired, do you want to rest for a while?"

Zhao Ziyan shook her head. She had been sitting for too long. Although she was struggling, her feet were really stepping on the ground, feeling the pressure and pain, which made her feel happy.

Fu Yanqing was very cooperative. Seeing her saying this, she said warmly: "Don't be too anxious, you can help me, try to walk away, can't hold back tell me, I will hug you."

Zhao Ziyan blushed a bit at hearing, but obediently stretched out his hand to support Fu Yanqing's hand. At first, Fu Yanqing almost supported her half of her body, but after Zhao Ziyan took a breath and stood firmly, he began to slowly step on his legs.

Fu Yanqing used her hands, but her eyes looked at Zhao Ziyan's feet for a moment, her eyes were dark and unclear, and her lips were tightly pressed.

With Fu Yanqing's support, Zhao Ziyan doesn't have to be afraid of falling. Although his steps are slow, he is very steady step by step. After walking a dozen steps along the Chonghua Hall, Zhao Ziyan, who had been walking intently, couldn’t help but fell on Fu Yanqing’s body. Her brows were slightly curled, and her expression was focused on lowering the steps under her feet, her hands kept in the upright posture. As Zhao Ziyan's strength changed, the supporting force was changed. It is clearly not a strong arm, but it gives Zhao Ziyan an unparalleled sense of security. No matter how she walks, this person can make sure that she will not fall.

In fact, she was very frightened at the beginning of the fact that her legs could not walk, but then she still longed to stand up, but she never conceited herself because of her legs. Because Fu Yanqing has always been like her legs, no matter what she does, she will not have time to worry about her inability to do it in the future. Fu Yanqing has done everything considerately and properly, and carefully takes care of her mood, never showing the slightest sadness in front of her. It looked like everything was as if she was intact.

Realizing that her steps were unsteady, Fu Yanqing raised her head and saw her staring at herself in a daze. She couldn't help but say: "Are you tired, why aren't you paying attention?"

Zhao Ziyan pursed his lips and smiled: "No, I just can't help but want to look at you." As he said in his mouth, he adjusted his feet slightly, still moving slowly, Fu Yanqing stepped back to follow her steps, but said nothing.

Fu Yanqing looked up at Zhao Ziyan's expression from time to time. Seeing her gritted her teeth, she was already sweating, and she tried to stop a few times but endured it again. She knew that Zhao Ziyan wanted to stand up very much, so she moved closer and held it more securely. When Zhao Ziyan had left to touch for a cup of tea, Fu Yanqing hugged the person directly: "Today is enough, too much. It's counterproductive, rest first, eh?"

Zhao Ziyan couldn't help but laugh: "You are so straightforward, can I not agree?" After saying that, she flattened her mouth childishly: "I'm the Lord at any rate, being hugged by you like this, so majestic."

Fu Yanqing glanced at her faintly, with a smile in her eyes: "I'll wait for your prince to get better soon and restore your dignity. But now...I have to bathe and change clothes for my majestic prince."

Zhao Ziyan just smiled lowly, nestled in her arms, and let her hug him to take a bath next to the Chonghua Hall.

After she was refreshed, Zhao Ziyan could not be idle either. Someone moved all the memorials that had not yet been processed. Although she lived in the palace, she was not the emperor after all, so the Imperial Study Room was mostly reserved for Zhao Xun to read and write and handle government affairs. She all moved to the study in the Chonghua Hall.

Fu Yanqing made tea for her, and then studied ink for her. Occasionally, a maid came in to pack her things, and she was very quiet.

The person holding the cinnabar pen could not see that it was the one who was deliberately teasing her, nor could he imagine that the dignified and noble-looking people would behave like a coquettish, so Fu Yanqing studied the ink and looked at it seriously. People who review memorials carefully.

After ticking the last red circle in this memorial with cinnabar, Zhao Ziyan looked up at her, and then said a little annoyed: "Let you stay with me here, it must be boring, or let Liuyu Liuli accompany you. You go to the Yuhuayuan for a walk, and you hear that the tribute winter plum blossoms over there, so you can go and have a look."

Liuyu and Liuli were the maids who took care of Fu Yanqing at the Yunyan Academy. Zhao Ziyan also knew that she was loyal to Fu Yanqing, so she deliberately sought out two people to take care of Fu Yanqing.

Fu Yanqing shook his head: "Although plum blossoms are good, I am a layman. I prefer peach blossoms. Besides, being with you makes me feel bored. Besides, you can ask Liuyu and Liuli, are plum blossoms good-looking or are you good-looking?"

Zhao Ziyan smiled and curled his eyebrows and eyes: "How can I learn to have a smooth tongue." Fu Yanqing smiled with his cheeks: "The one who is close to Zhu is red and close to Mo is black."

There were a lot of memorials piled up, Fu Yanqing looked at it from the side, Zhao Ziyan did not shy away from her, and would also discuss with her how to make a decision, so he didn't care much. The two of them carefully reviewed, and the other was placed next to her for the time being in accordance with the priorities and needs to be handled by her personally, and the trivial ones were directly approved for her, so as to reduce her burden, and the two cooperated very tacitly. There is a kind of quiet, calm and warm feeling.

After Ouyanghua was escorted back to Beijing, Zhao Ziyan went to see him once, and directly exposed his identity, but Ouyanghua obviously did not appreciate him. He resented Jingdi too deeply, and he had reached the point of paranoia. Now Da Xia is in Yangan When he was outside, Zhao Ziyan didn't dare to take risks and could only be confined in a jail, but he never treated him like a prisoner, so I won't mention it for the time being.

As soon as Zhao Mojian died, the hearts of the rebels gathered and scattered. The Kuizhou fortress was forcibly broken by Fu Huai, and the rebels retreated steadily. The rebels who originally occupied a large area of ​​Jiangnan now only have Xiao Tuo and the remaining 100,000 garrisons. Stubbornly resisted, until the defeat was settled, it was just lingering.

After the war, Zhao Ziyan ordered the Ministry of Household to allocate funds to open up Jingdi’s private library, take out a part of it to appease the refugees, and rebuild the destroyed houses. He also ordered the state governments to encircle and suppress the robbers. For a while, he was still talking about the regent's military militants. Those who ignored the people shut their mouths, and the regent's prestige among the people increased again.

However, in addition to paying attention to the battle situation and dealing with the chaos after the war, the most important thing for Zhao Ziyan is to practice walking every day. The servant **** in the Chonghua Hall, the one who sees most every day, is that Fu Yanqing keeps guarding their lord, walking and retreating, with a nervous expression ready to go up to protect her at any time.

Zhao Ziyan basically handed over the relief work to Le Yao and Sheng Yu. Now that most of the matter is completed, Le Yao and Sheng Yu went into the palace together to report on the progress with Zhao Ziyan. With the waist card given by Zhao Ziyan, the two entered the Chonghua Hall unimpeded all the way.

Li Sheng knew both of her very well, and hurriedly greeted them with a smile: "Master Le and Miss Sheng are here, and the princess is accompanying the king to practice walking in the house."

Although Fu Yanqing's identity was not blunt, but the discerning people knew it well, but they all tacitly knew it. After all, Zhao Ziyan's attitude was very obvious, and there was no need to anger the regent because of the first emperor.

Le Yao's face was overwhelmed with joy: "Can you stand up?"

Li Sheng also smiled: "Well, even though it's still unstable, it won't last long, but day by day is getting better."

"I'll go and see." The two walked in quickly. Before entering the hall, they heard Fu Yanqing's slightly nervous voice: "Don't worry, slow down."

When I entered, I saw Zhao Ziyan struggling to move, her body was still a little swayed, her walking posture was a little stiff, her face was tight, and it was not easy to come and go. Fu Yanqing turned her back to them and followed Zhao Ziyan's movements with her back, with her hands slightly open, no more than a step away from Zhao Ziyan, ready to go and hug her at any time.

This scene made Le Yao want to laugh and feel sad, but it was more comforting. For more than five months, Zhao Ziyan sat in a wheelchair for more than five months. Every time she saw her sitting there quietly, Le Yao always Feeling astringent in my heart, now it's good.

Zhao Ziyan originally focused on controlling the balance of his body, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Le Yao, and then turned his head to look at them, shaking his feet, and fell straight forward. Fu Yanqing hurriedly embraced her, glanced at Le Yao, and hugged Zhao Ziyan. She is sitting in a wheelchair.

Le Yao was in a good mood, and didn't care about Fu Yanqing's scolding eyes, she uttered a meaningful voice, and joked: "The princess is like a guardian..."

"Le Yao!" Zhao Ziyan's face was reddened, but he looked at Le Yao with some warning, and made her shut her mouth quickly.