Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Fu Yanqing went to the Hongwen Museum with Zhao Mojian as usual these few days, but after looking at the people present, there was still no Zhao Ziyan, and after several discussions in the palace, they gradually lost sight of this Ninth Prince who suddenly appeared. Interested.

Fu Yanqing thought that even if Zhao Ziyan won't really get Emperor Jing's attention, since he confessed Zhao Ziyan's identity that day, he should give her the most basic treatment, why hasn't there been any movement for so many days.Could it be that the injury is so bad that you still can't come to school?

Although Fu Yanqing was in a complicated mood that day, she felt that the child who was always clinging to her decided to seek a way out by himself, which made her a little sad.But she also knew that Zhao Ziyan was not wrong, besides, she was really good to her, the feelings of being with each other these days could not be erased, five years was enough for people to remember.

At night, Fu Yanqing waited for everyone in Yunyan Courtyard to fall asleep, and quietly jumped out of the window.

Although Yunyan Courtyard is remote, it is an imperial palace after all, and the guards are by no means idle people. Fortunately, Zhao Ziyan was there to explore the way, and Fu Yanqing was good at concealment, so he finally got out of Yunyan Courtyard without any danger.

Among the many palaces, Chonghua Palace is relatively exquisite, and it has always been the most beloved residence among princes and princesses.The surrounding scenery is also not inferior to that of the imperial garden, but Emperor Jing never bestowed it on the princes and daughters, so it was almost abandoned.Now even if Zhao Ziyan came in, it was very deserted, such a beautiful palace, but it was not as good as Yunyan Courtyard.

Fu Yanqing watched silently in the corner for a long time. There was no one guarding the outer hall, and even the palace lanterns were dimmed. The huge palace didn't have many people.

Although it seemed that getting in was effortless, Fu Yanqing was still very cautious. After entering the main hall, she saw two little servants guarding the door, who were already wrapped in blankets and sleeping in a ball.

Fu Yanqing walked around to the window, looking at the blurred window screen, couldn't help being a little funny, in the past it was Zhao Ziyan who climbed her window, now it's her turn.

Pushing the window and closing it tightly, Fu Yanqing hesitated, but still lightly fiddled with the window eaves, the movement was very light, but there was a subtle sound.

After a long time, there was no movement inside, Fu Yanqing frowned, feeling that she was too impulsive, coming like this, but it was difficult to see her.While he was thinking, the window suddenly opened. In the night, he could vaguely see Zhao Ziyan wearing a white jacket, looking at her steadily, his eyes were full of brilliance, even in the dark night, it couldn't hide the brilliance inside.It was as if someone who had been waiting for a long time finally saw what she longed for the most.

Fu Yanqing couldn't help being stunned by such eager eyes, and when he looked at her, he always felt that his heart had been bumped, not heavy, but a little sore.Today's child is almost 12 years old, his stature is starting to stretch, and he is delicate and agile.

Zhao Ziyan's lips trembled, the brilliance in his eyes was buried by the mist, and his voice was a little stingy: "You... are you here to see me?"

Seeing that she was agitated, Fu Yanqing stretched out his fingers and pressed her lips, signaling her to keep quiet, and immediately jumped into the room.

The moment he approached Zhao Ziyan, Fu Yanqing frowned instantly. At this moment, Zhao Ziyan's body no longer had the refreshing smell of the past, but a bloody smell mixed with the smell of medicine, which was very strong.

"It's been a few days, and your injury hasn't healed yet?"

Zhao Ziyan's expression froze, and he took a few steps back slightly: "No, it's almost better, but it's not good."

Fu Yanqing naturally didn't believe it, took out the Ye Mingzhu from her bosom, looked at Zhao Ziyan's bloodless face, her eyes flickered, and her heart sank: "What's wrong with you?"

With the light of the Ye Mingzhu, at this moment she suddenly discovered that Zhao Ziyan's middle coat was not pure white, and many bloodstains soaked through the clothes, which was a bit shocking to see!

Zhao Ziyan pursed his lips slightly, but did not speak.

Fu Yanqing stretched out her hand to lift off her clothes, her eyes were filled with frost for a moment, Zhao Ziyan's thin body was covered with whip marks of different shades, intersecting vertically and horizontally, some of the flesh was turned up, still oozing blood.

Her hands couldn't help shaking, she gritted her teeth and said, "Is it Concubine Xiao?"

Seeing her appearance, Zhao Ziyan nodded, and then laughed, his eyes were shining brightly, coupled with this pale face, it was very painful.

"You're still laughing, you're going to be stupid."

Zhao Ziyan was still happy: "No, I just thought that you are angry and won't talk to me anymore." Although she and Fu Yanqing didn't get along for a long time, she understood that Fu Yanqing was tired of life in the palace, and even more disgusted with scheming , a person who plots and calculates.The same goes for Concubine Xiao Gui, Zhao Mojian and the others, and she herself has no choice but to do the same.So she will accept herself, a large part of which is that she has hardly participated in it, and is more of a victim.But her behavior that day was obviously the same as Zhao Mojian and the others.

Fu Yanqing was a little surprised, and then said calmly: "Why are you angry? What you did was not wrong. It's just that you are too reckless. If you suddenly force yourself to stand out like this, His Majesty may not take you seriously, but will make you angry..."

"no."

Zhao Ziyan interrupted Fu Yanqing suddenly, she frowned, her face turned red, and she looked aggrieved.

"What?" Fu Yanqing was taken aback.

Zhao Ziyan gritted his teeth: "The reason why I came out was not because I made a plan. You pushed that person away, like that at the time, I was afraid you would get hurt."

Fu Yanqing's breath was stagnant, she looked at Zhao Ziyan and continued to lower her head, and said, "I will do that later because I don't know what to do." She paused, then looked up at Fu Yanqing: "He has never seen me, nor will I Care about me, maybe...maybe I saved him, there is still a glimmer of hope. But...but even without this incident, I will attract his attention. I don't want to be Zhao Mojian's substitute forever, and I don't want to be concubine Xiao They bully."

She sniffed: "If I can live like the eldest brother and the others, and can enjoy the rights of being an heir openly, I can protect the person I want to protect. You... You don't like to live this kind of life, I I know it all. If I can be better and truly become His Royal Highness, you don't have to follow her, and you don't have to smile at her and call her A Jian."

Fu Yanqing didn't know how to react. She looked straight at Zhao Ziyan who was standing in front of her. This child was half a head shorter than her, and he was really only a teenager. I didn't expect that such a child had such a hot heart in his heart.

She thought that she just found a trace of comfort and warmth in the pain, that's why she was so attached to her, and she worked hard to maintain this relationship.But she didn't expect that she had taken her so seriously. She thought that she just wanted to obtain the status of His Highness Ninth Prince, but she didn't expect that the reason was actually her.

But, could Zhao Ziyan really be such a person?That Ninth Prince, who is indifferent to everyone and has fierce and gloomy methods, will get along with each other for five years because of a life-saving grace, and get to this point?Since she was able to come to this point early and followed Concubine Xiao all the time, it is impossible for her not to know why Zhao Mojian wanted to join the Southwest Palace, then she really would not be like Zhao Mojian...

Her eyes fell on Zhao Ziyan who was full of seriousness, and she felt guilty for her own thoughts. Zhao Mojian's behavior was largely planned by Concubine Xiao Gui. How could Zhao Ziyan, a helpless 12-year-old child, think so Far.And she couldn't help but recall that when Zhao Ziyan rushed out that day, he was indeed nervously protecting her behind him.

"I'm sorry." Fu Yanqing suddenly felt a little sad, when did she become like this, she couldn't believe it, hurt others and herself.

Zhao Ziyan was a little panicked: "You don't have to say I'm sorry, it's my fault." She murmured, "Then... from now on, can we still be the same as before?"

Fu Yanqing's eyes softened, and she smiled: "Of course."

Seeing her smile rarely, Zhao Ziyan was even more delighted: "You look good when you smile."

Fu Yanqing laughed a little, unexpectedly being praised by a child.

"Does the wound hurt so much?"

Zhao Ziyan shook his head: "I've taken medicine, it's nothing."

"I'll show you again. I'm afraid I can't handle my back well." After reapplying her medicine, Fu Yanqing said in a low voice: "It seems that you have been hurt since I met you."

Zhao Ziyan turned her head: "It's the same if I haven't met you, but no one has ever given me medicine."

Fu Yanqing paused and rubbed her head. The action was so pampering that Zhao Ziyan blushed.

"Did you say anything to His Majesty that day, and how did he react? Why is Concubine Xiao still so rampant?"

Zhao Ziyan's eyes darkened, and then he said relaxedly, "He's just curious about where I learned this kung fu."

"Have you told him the truth?"

"No, I dare not tell the truth. He loves Zhao Mojian, but he has never seen me. Having said that, he may not make the decision for me, but Concubine Xiao will not let me go. I just said, Concubine Xiao let me Practice martial arts with Seventh Sister."

"An'er, sometimes I think you don't look like a child." After a moment of silence, Fu Yanqing said.

Zhao Ziyan rolled his eyes and smiled slyly: "Qing'er is not like that either, you are only two years older than me, but you are much better than Zhao Mojian and the others."

It was the first time Fu Yanqing heard her call herself, but she was called Qing'er by a brat, and there was something wrong, so she reached out and knocked her on the head: "Nonsense, you know I'm two years older than you, who would allow you to call me Qing... ’.” This title was a little nasty, and she couldn’t even say it herself.

Zhao Ziyan leaned over and blinked: "What's that called? Ah Qing, um, it doesn't sound good. Yan Qing, it's too unfamiliar, I don't want it. Changning, it's a title, they call it, I don't want it either."

Seeing her cute appearance, Fu Yanqing also became playful, and pinched her soft cheeks pretending to be serious: "Then, call me sister."

Zhao Ziyan blushed suddenly, but said rather awkwardly: "I don't want to call you sister."

Fu Yanqing, however, felt teasing, and said solemnly: "Okay, if you don't call me, then don't call me, but I will not call you by your name in the future, and you are not allowed to open my window at night."

Zhao Ziyan was anxious: "How can you do this?"

"Why can't I do this?"

"..." Zhao Ziyan choked for a long time but couldn't tell why, and said coyly, "Then... I will call you Sister Qing'er, and I can't let it go any longer."

Fu Yanqing narrowed his eyes: "Here, come and hear me?"

Zhao Ziyan held back for a long time, and then called softly like a mosquito: "Sister Qing'er."

Fu Yanqing was in a good mood, and it was rare for her to smile childishly with crooked eyebrows.Seeing her smiling happily, Zhao Ziyan's awkwardness and reluctance in his heart finally turned into a smile.

On November 17th of the [-]th year of Jingtai, Prince Juquyan of Northern Liang led his envoys back to China. Before leaving, he specially asked to thank Princess Changning and His Royal Highness for saving their lives.It is said that heroes come out of young people, and talents come out in large numbers in Daxia, so I gave them a pair of daggers.

Juqu Yannian was nineteen years old, and he was quite loyal. That day, Fu Yanqing and Zhao Ziyan were young, but they protected him when the assassin attacked. Although it was because of his special status, he was very close to them Have a good impression.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Ju Quyan laughed: "Xiao Wang's visit to Beijing this time has yielded a lot. He has seen the prosperity of Daxia's capital and met many interesting people. Princess Changning and His Highness the Ninth Prince let us Xiao Wang was even more impressed. The two of you saved Xiao Wang's life, and these two daggers were forged by my famous men from Beiliang, and I hope you will accept them as a token of respect."

Fu Yanqing looked at the dagger in his hand, it was only one foot long, it was made of refined iron, and the intricate patterns carved on the handle were exquisite and beautiful.She stretched out her hand and pulled out the dagger. Unlike Daxia's dagger, it was single-edged, more like a small scimitar. When the sun fell on the knife, there was a burst of light, with a faint chill, it was indeed a good thing.

"Good knife, thank you Prince for your kindness, but Chang Ning and His Highness are not respectful."

Ju Quyan seemed to be very happy: "The princess is really straightforward, but it's a pity that Xiao Wang can't stay for long, but... If His Highness and the princess have a chance to come to Beiliang in the future, Xiao Wang will definitely welcome them."

Zhao Ziyan never showed much expression in front of people, but at this moment, facing Ju Quyan, he nodded lightly: "As for the assassin, Father said that the mastermind is not clear yet, Prince be careful on the way."

Hearing this, Ju Quyan's eyes fell on Zhao Ziyan who didn't have much sense of existence, thinking about her performance that day and Emperor Jing's weird behavior, he was always very curious.This Ninth Highness seems to be not simple, so after saluting, Ju Qu said in a loud voice: "Xiao Wang understands, I am taking my leave."

After Ju Quyan left, Zhao Ziyan handed the dagger to Fu Yanqing: "You keep it for me."

Fu Yanqing also understood what she meant: "Okay, it's time to go back. His Majesty let you enter the Hongwen Museum, at least it will be better in the future."

"Hmm... Zhao Ziyan."

Fu Yanqing was taken aback for a moment, and Zhao Ziyan said again: "He... gave me my name."

Fu Yanqing's expression was complicated: "It sounds good."

Zhao Ziyan pursed her lips, Zhao Qi'an might only be a thought forever, but Zhao Ziyan is also very good, at least Fu Yanqing said it was good.