Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

"Jian'er is right, you two have a good relationship, don't be so unfamiliar."

Fu Yanqing pursed her lips: "Well, Ah Jian." Since she was reborn, she has been friends with Zhao Mojian for almost a year. Compared with the previous life, under her deliberate effort, the relationship between the two is stronger than in the previous life." Good" a lot.

"That's right, that's the best. Changning, it's almost November now, and the weather is getting cold. I kept the Liuyun Brocade that the Holy Majesty rewarded last time, and asked Aunt Xu to measure you. I have to prepare new clothes for you." .”

Zhao Mojian curled her lips: "Mother Concubine, you are too eccentric. Changning has Liuyun brocade, what about me?"

"How dare I miss you, I'm jealous, don't let Changning see the joke." After saying a word, the atmosphere on the table seemed to be much more joyful, Fu Yanqing had a smile on his face, but his heart was condensed, with a tender and affectionate look It's a pie, no wonder I can't recognize it.

Back in his own yard, Fu Yanqing took a deep breath, looked at the two maids who looked very similar, and said in a low voice, "Get the hot water ready, I'll take a shower first."

"Princess, are you tired?"

"Well, a little bit." Fu Yanqing smiled, and handed Liuli the cloak on her body.

Liu Yu looked at the delicate and lovely little princess in front of her, and felt the tiredness on her face, and couldn't help but feel distressed, and hurriedly said: "The servant girl is going to prepare dinner, and the princess can have dinner after taking a bath."

Seeing the two of them rushing to get ready, Fu Yanqing's eyes were filled with warmth.She rescued the pair of sisters five months ago. The two of them used to work in the Clothing Bureau, but they accidentally scratched the Yunluo brocade that Song Zhaoyi sent for tailoring.Song Zhaoyi had always been domineering, and he treated his servants even more harshly. At that time, Song Zhaoyi was in full swing, and the Shangyi Bureau was afraid of causing trouble. Besides, Yunluo brocade was a gift from the emperor, and wanted to kill the two of them directly.They are just two thick and solid court ladies, and the palace will never spare their lives.

That day Fu Yanqing also went to the Shangyi Bureau, and what she was holding in her hand was the Yunluo brocade that Concubine Xiao Gui bought her new clothes. She herself was murdered by the palace, and she couldn't look at the two girls because of that Get scratched and die.He arranged for the manager of the Shangyi Bureau, and took advantage of Concubine Xiao's momentum to change the cloth, and saved the two of them by the way.

Over the past few months, the two have been very dedicated. Although Fu Yanqing dare not trust them completely, in some daily life, the two are really caring.Some things were entrusted to them, but they were also tight-lipped and never talked too much, which won Fu Yanqing's heart.

After Fu Yanqing finished bathing and had dinner, the sky had already darkened, and after ordering Liuli and Liuyu to retreat, he sat by the window and watched the night outside.

At this moment, everything outside is filled with tranquility, and the heavy sky is only dotted with a few stars, which are far apart and seem quite lonely.

The stars in the sky are fading, but the vast imperial city under the sky is full of faint lights.The outline of the palace is indistinct in the night, surrounded by layers, looking majestic and majestic.Looking at the burning lights in the meantime, against this quiet night, it seems quiet, but it makes people feel no trace of peace.It's just because the people who are in it can't find a way out, they can only be buried in the palace layer by layer.

Fu Yanqing felt that in just one and a half years, she felt that she was more tired than the ten years of hard work in her previous life.And after all, she will get deeper and deeper into it, plotting and plotting, and she will never be able to get rid of it.

He was in a daze, but suddenly heard a low voice asking: "What's wrong with you, are you unhappy?"

Fu Yanqing was startled, and when she came back to her senses, she was relieved to see her little head staring worriedly.

Zhao Ziyan saw that she was a little frightened, and frowned slightly.For more than a month, she was sent by Concubine Xiao to the Forbidden Army camp fifty miles away from the capital. There was a young guard in the camp, who specially selected talented youngsters to train hard since childhood, and would later serve as the emperor's personal guards.Concubine Xiao's elder brother is General Zhonglang of Zuo Wuhou's Mansion, who happened to be in charge of this matter, and it was almost effortless to send Zhao Ziyan in.

This time because of the emperor's birthday, Concubine Xiao Gui was afraid that there would be troubles outside the festival, and she was also worried that someone would be unfavorable to Zhao Mojian recently, so she let her return to the palace.Zhao Ziyan knew that the opportunity was rare, so he ran to Yunyan courtyard as soon as he came back. Of course, there was another reason...

Just as soon as he came, he saw Fu Yanqing was in a daze alone, and the expression on his face was a bit complicated for the eight-year-old Zhao Ziyan.But it made her feel very uncomfortable. She knew that Fu Yanqing was unhappy, even sad.

Sometimes she also wonders that Fu Yanqing is different from the children she has ever seen. She knows that Fu Yanqing is older than her, but she gives her the feeling that Fu Yanqing is different from Zhao Mojian and the other older princes , The tone and expression when talking to her are not like people of their age.

Aunt Mu used to lament that she was precocious and not like a child, but compared with Fu Yanqing, she was really a child.

Fu Yanqing looked into her eyes, but didn't answer, with a smile in his eyes: "You're back?"

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand and pulled Zhao Ziyan in from the outside.When she got her eyes, she naturally sized up Zhao Ziyan. The child had grown taller again, but she was a little thinner, and her fair little face turned darker.

Then she seemed to remember something, raised her eyebrows, and went straight to find the small box where the ointment was placed: "Take off your clothes and go to bed." Her voice was as calm as ever, but it was not without warmth.It's just that her emotions seem to have been exhausted, facing Zhao Mojian's mother and daughter all day long, disguising too many emotions, and facing Zhao Ziyan who doesn't need to wear a mask, she can rest.

Zhao Ziyan hesitated a little, but it was only for a moment, and then obediently undressed, only wearing a small coat.

After giving her good medicine, Fu Yanqing couldn't help feeling a little distressed, but she was only an eight-year-old child, so she was injured from time to time, and she was afraid that she would hurt her body in the future.Stretching out her hand to gather up her loose clothes, Fu Yanqing whispered: "You just came back, why don't you rest?"

Zhao Ziyan's face was a little red, and the roots of his ears were also pink, and he got up and put on his clothes in a hurry, which looked quite cute.

"I haven't seen you for a month." There was a hint of grievance in her tone.

"Really? Well, why do I think you miss your mandarin duck cake more?" Seeing her like this, Fu Yanqing rarely thought of joking, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his finger to caress the corner of Zhao Ziyan's mouth, and took it off. A little pastry crumb.

Zhao Ziyan's face was really red now, and she wiped her mouth vigorously: "No, I just ate a piece." After finishing speaking, she reached into her bosom and took out a small paper bag.

"Here, I specially went to the imperial dining room to buy a few yuan. Would you like to try it?"

Fu Yanqing looked serious: "I told you, I don't like to eat."

Zhao Ziyan tilted her head and stared at Fu Yanqing with a smile in her eyes: "I remember, you don't like sweets, especially mandarin duck cakes, you don't like them the most, and you will definitely not do it again next time."

Listening to her deliberately emphasizing mandarin duck cakes, Fu Yanqing didn't understand why she clearly knew that she loved mandarin duck cakes the most. I think this little guy often sneaked here during the day as well as at night.

A little embarrassed, he gave Zhao Ziyan a blank look, Fu Yanqing coughed, and handed Zhao Ziyan the scroll he had copied in class: "Sit down, I will tell you a few chapters of "The Doctrine of the Mean" today."

Zhao Ziyan has never been to school, and what she is learning now is that she stealthily takes advantage of people not paying attention, eavesdropping on Zhao Mojian's reading, or sneaking into the Hongwen Hall to listen to the Taifu's class.If she learns too much and has only a half-knowledge, Fu Yanqing will teach her to read when she comes.

Although there was no night watch outside at Fu Yanqing's request, the two of them did not dare to be careless. Fu Yanqing and Zhao Ziyan stayed very close and read to her in a low voice.This kind of intimacy made her very attached to Zhao Ziyan, who lacked love since she was a child, and she couldn't help but look at Fu Yanqing.Fu Yanqing was two years older than Zhao Ziyan, fair and lively, and with a soul in his 20s, this seemingly immature person was indescribably calm and introverted, which made people feel inexplicably trustworthy.The seriousness and indifference between the brows made Zhao Ziyan very happy.

Sensing her distraction, Fu Yanqing patted her on the head: "Why are you in a daze?"

Zhao Ziyan was a little at a loss when he came back to his senses, squeezed his fingers, and suddenly said the question that he had been brooding about before: "You call her A Jian."

Fu Yanqing was stunned for a moment, and finally came to what Zhao Ziyan said, and said softly, "So?"

Zhao Ziyan stammered: "You...you call her A Jian, I...I have been with you for a long time, but you have never called me so intimately."

Fu Yanqing didn't expect that she would care about this, and there was tenderness in her eyes: "Then how do you want me to call you? Prayer is not intimate enough, so Ah An?"

"No."

"Well, Ann?"

Fu Yanqing's voice has always been soft, but now that she is suppressing her voice, this An'er voice is even more gentle as water, with a hint of pampering. Zhao Ziyan's heart is full of joy, and her face is reserved, but she doesn't know that her face is flushed with excitement. up.

After solving this headache, Zhao Ziyan finally calmed down. She is quite smart and has a strong understanding, but after hearing Fu Yanqing read it once, she can memorize it word for word, which Fu Yanqing couldn't help admiring.To Fu Yanqing, teaching a well-behaved and intelligent student is not boring at all.

After finishing the two lectures, Fu Yanqing urged her to go back, fearing that she would be tired.

Watching Zhao Ziyan leave, Fu Yanqing looked back at the pastries on the table, and couldn't help but smile.

Since entering the Hongwen Museum with Zhao Mojian, Fu Yanqing's life has also become busy. The schoolwork of the royal children has never been easy. In addition to listening to the Taifu's lectures every day, they have to find time to discuss the scriptures together.Great Xia established the country with martial arts, and secured the country with literature, and the martial arts of riding and archery are also indispensable.Because the founding emperor was a woman, the atmosphere of Great Xia was much more open than that of neighboring countries, which also allowed the prince and princess to have equal succession rights, so there would be no bias in terms of academics.

In Fu Yanqing's last life, she came step by step. Although she is younger and her body is different from the past, her skills and abilities are still there.In front of many royal family members, she will naturally not show off, but she will not be too clumsy. After all, she knows in her heart that for the conceited Zhao Mojian, only if she is not too bad can he attract his attention.

Whether it is difficult or not, the days pass by after all.

Four years later

On the seventh day of November in the 17th year of Jingtai, another Longevity Festival came as scheduled.And Fu Yanqing also spent the fifth year in the palace after being reborn. As the relationship with Zhao Mojian's mother and child became closer, the contact with the child named An'er became less and less, but for the two of them, The other party has become a special existence.

This time, all the places in the palace suddenly became busy. The emperor celebrated his birthday, and the palace people congratulated him. No one dared to be sloppy with the needed supplies.In the harem, the empress has been vacant since 13 years ago, and the highest status so far is Concubine Xiao. Therefore, she will take care of the affairs in the palace during the Longevity Festival, and she can't pay too much attention to Fu Yanqing and Zhao Ziyan for a while. many.

Now the sage is in his forties, but he has never established a crown prince, and all the civil and military officials in the court are sparse, and he asks Emperor Jing to establish the position of the East Palace to ensure the safety of the society.

Although Emperor Jing didn't express his position, but he was also thinking about it, just because his descendants were all young, except for the eldest prince, the second prince and the fourth prince, the rest of the children were not yet of age.Originally the eldest prince was benevolent, filial and respectful, and Emperor Jing personally taught him, and he liked him the most, but because of the matter between Concubine Shen and Dai Wang, it was impossible for him to consider him anymore.

Interested people in various palaces also found out the news from Emperor Jing. This time, Emperor Jing may take the opportunity to see the performance of the princes and daughters.

Concubine Xiao naturally refused to miss this opportunity, and made Zhao Mojian prepare for the birthday gift, and made Fu Yanqing feel clean.

The birthday in the previous life was not very good, and there was no other reason. After the banquet was over, someone took advantage of the time when artists from the teaching workshop outside the palace came to the palace to perform.Assassinated after the banquet, Emperor Jing had escaped, but Juquyan, the only son of the Lord of Beiliang who came to celebrate his birthday, was killed.

In her previous life, she attended the banquet with Zhao Mojian. At that time, she was too young to drink and was sent back to Yunyan Courtyard ahead of schedule. She didn't know the whole story.It was only when he finally woke up that he realized that Zhao Mojian had reacted quickly during the assassination and was the first to block the assassin's sneak attack. Only then did he save Emperor Jing, and Emperor Jing loved him more and more since then.It's just that Emperor Jing mishandled this assassination, which caused Beiliang to break with Daxia, and finally turned to Tuyuhun, and the southwest and northwest were attacked across the board.

At that time, the imperial court could only urge her father to fight, that is, that time, her father was shot by an arrow, and the army's untimely medical treatment left a curse, which eventually led to her death.

Thinking of this, Fu Yanqing's eyes suddenly darkened, she couldn't let Ju Quyan die here.