Ingenuity

Qingyan is probably the first prisoner who walks out of the dungeon by himself. After leaving the humidity and blowing the cool air, Qingyan's love-breaking water may be on his head. Out of place.

Qingyan didn't know how he came to the dungeon, nor how to get back to the bedroom, his mind was dazed and he had no direction, so he could only wander around like a ghost.

The surroundings are still in festive colors, the red candles are burnt out, glowing slightly, the sky is a little pale, Qingyan stands at the door of the cold and deserted East Palace Hall, with no expression or thoughts, the whole person seems to be detached from his soul, he himself I don't even know how I came back.

Standing until her legs became weak, Qingyan seemed to see Yan Zhi open the door in a trance, and shouted at him with wide eyes, then Qingyan only felt that her body was light, but her soul was as heavy as a jack, before she could say anything , and fell to the ground with this feeling and fell asleep.

Yan Zhi guarded Qingyan, who was unconscious and sleeping, and remembered that he had held the wedding unwillingly. He just wanted to come back to see how Qingyan was doing, but he never thought that this person would be gone. He was so anxious that he pulled Pingxin away The East Palace searched, but unexpectedly found a letter.

The letter said, don't read it for a while, Qing'er writes.

I don't know how long this farewell is?Yan Zhi sat at the desk with the letter in a daze all night, thinking a lot in his mind.

Maybe he broke his heart for him and finally decided to leave?

Maybe he was just bored and went out to breathe?

Maybe, his parting means forever?

He knew that he had failed him after all.

He selfishly kept Qing'er by his side and married another woman, but naively thought that Qing'er would always be with him like this.

Does he have no regrets?If he has no complaints, is that really love him?

Where did he go to find him?To ask for a forgiveness?He knew so little about him.

Yan Zhi fell into confusion, until he thought in the morning that maybe Qing'er went back to sleep, as before, everything was the same, nothing changed, they would still ride horses and shoot arrows together.

Finally, after he opened the door, he saw Qing'er in his heart standing in front of him.

Then she looked at him with an indifference he had never seen before.

When he fell into his arms, Yan Zhi smelled the rotten damp smell from the dungeon.

He couldn't help thinking of his mother.

But he didn't want to leave Qing'er for a moment, and he didn't want to miss any of his mood or his whereabouts.

It took Qingyan only a day to wake up, but he still woke up in a daze in the evening, Qingyan looked at Yan Zhi who was sleeping next to the bed for a long time, and gently pushed him with his hands.

Yan Zhi woke up with a start, with joy in his eyes, he grabbed Qingyan's wrist, "Are you awake?"

Qingyan said: "I'm going to find Zhuang Hansu."

"..."

Qingyan propped herself up to sit up, rubbed her forehead, "Has the queen ever been here?"

Yan Zhi didn't know what expression to put on, "She looked for you last night, didn't she?"

Qingyan said bluntly, "Come and sit in the dungeon with me."

Yan Zhi stood up vigorously, "I'll go find her!"

Qingyan didn't stop her, and watched Yan Zhi leave as she prepared to swear at the shrew.

No expression, get up and get dressed.

Yan Zhi also had one and two, once again broke into the queen's bedroom without knocking.

The queen was also fully dressed and was copying Buddhist texts and waiting for him.

"What did you do to Qingyan again?!"

The queen avoided answering, "Do you know who poisoned you on the Ghost Festival?"

Yan Zhi was so angry that he wanted to hit the wall, "Do you want to say it's Qing'er?"

The queen kept her eyes fixed, lowered her head and copied the text, "Exactly."

"Mother, do you really think that my son and minister can't tell right from wrong, and can't tell right from wrong?"

"It's right and wrong, you can find out by asking yourself. I didn't touch him a bit, and he didn't have a needle hole all over his body. But only he can cure your poison. Do you know why?"

The queen put down her pen, and without waiting for Yan Zhi to answer, she continued: "From the day he saw me, he knew that I would not spare him, so in order to save his life, he poisoned you and gave you a small amount of poison every day until Zhongyuan I caught him, and you got poisoned."

"All night, your face was blue and purple. The imperial doctor said that you were powerless, but at this time, your good Qing'er said that he has an antidote."

The queen sneered, "It took a lot of effort to poison the poison, and it took a lot of effort to cure it. It's rare in the world. I can only let him go and heal your body. I dare not neglect."

"With such a scheming heart, how can you tell me to be at ease with you?"

"He was poisoned for a month and detoxified for a month. After such a long delay, in the end it was just to find King Han to take him in."

"Impossible!" Yan Zhi interrupted her and roared, "Impossible! What you are talking about is not Qing'er at all!"

"My silly son, could it be that the queen mother poisoned you in order to catch him?"

The queen sighed, "Now you won't believe what I say, why don't you ask him yourself."

Qingyan was also infected with Yan Zhi's problem, so he opened the door and entered.

"Every word the queen said is true."

Yan Zhi stared blankly at Qingyan who suddenly appeared in a blue shirt. Qingyan saluted one by one and said slowly, "King Han promised me that as long as I do this, it will help me find my lost memories."

Qingyan looked at Yan Zhi steadfastly, although there was no indifference, there was no tenderness at all, with a businesslike tone, "Also, the villain's name is Qingyan."

The queen cooperated with the performance, staggered and took a step back, "King Han has a special status and his strength is still there, how can I touch him?"

Qingyan cupped his hands at the queen, "King Han asked me to tell you that he will not be unfavorable to the prince in the future. He enjoys his mountains and rivers, and you enjoy your wealth."

Then he turned to Yan Zhi, who was already dumbfounded, "Thank you for your care this year, the prince. Qingyan's wolf ambition has finally failed. Today, Qingyan is here to bid farewell. I hope the prince will take care of it."

After all, he flung his sleeves and left.