Ingenuity

They were all brought out, but Qingyan didn't say anything; Yan Zhi didn't take him back to the mansion outside the city, but flew directly to the mountains, and when he landed, Qingyan looked around, but there was nothing, "What is this?" ?”

Yan Zhi seemed to be still immersed in the grief of Qingyan being insulted by Zhuang Hansu, he looked at Qingyan in a complicated way and said nothing.

Qingyan raised her eyebrows inquiringly: "His Royal Highness?"

Yan Zhi grabbed Qingyan's hand and put it on his heart, "Qing'er...don't be afraid, I will definitely kill that bastard Zhuang Hansu!"

Qingyan sighed, "Prince, don't be dazed; what are you bringing me here for?"

"Qing'er..." Yan Zhi pulled Qingyan into his arms, "I! I will definitely!"

"..."

Silent in his arms for a while, Qingyan gently pushed Yan Zhi away and said, "His Royal Highness, my name is Qingyan."

"What?" Yan Zhi didn't realize it for a moment, "You recovered your memory?"

Seeing that he finally listened to what he said, Qingyan repeated: "What did the prince bring me here for?"

Yan Zhi took his hand, "Go, there is a bamboo forest here, you can live there first, and I will come pick you up after I kill that bastard!"

Qingyan: "You can't beat him, don't bother."

Besides, his own identity is what he wants to know most now, Zhuang Hansu is dead, and there is no breakthrough, who can he ask?

Yan Zhi brought the green salt to the bamboo house, it was in the mountains, it was snowing lightly, there was no heater in the house, only thin bedding, staying here for one night would probably freeze to death.Qingyan didn't say a word, Yan Zhi also knew that he was a little wronged, he lit the firewood, and gave Qingyan his warm coat, "You... just make do with the night first?"

Qingyan nodded, "What are you going to do?"

Yan Zhi clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes darkened, "Revenge for you!"

"..." Qingyan pulled Yan Zhi to sit on the bed, tried his best to gently touch his head, "I'm fine, don't go kill yourself."

Yan Zhi hugged Qingyan with such force that he seemed to be crushed, "Don't worry, I will kill him!"

Qingyan: "Your Highness, are you sleepy?"

Yan Zhi: "..."

Qingyan: "If you go alone, if you come back tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll have to go back to the mansion again."

After all, Yan Zhi is a descendant of the royal family, and he is used to being arrogant from the bottom of his heart. His beloved has suffered such a great insult. He can't help being angry, but he knows that there is nothing he can do. In his heart, he hates himself for being powerless and Zhuang Hansu. For a moment, he was wronged and shed two lines of precious tears.

He buried his head in Qingyan's shoulder, trembling like a child: "It's me...it's my failure to protect you, it's my fault! It's me!"

Qingyan lifted his shoulders, wiped his tears with his hand, and said with a smile: "It's not your fault, His Royal Highness, you and your people, you have to go back to the North Kingdom; while my roots are here, I can feel .”

When he stepped into the land of Nancheng, he always had a strange thought. He thought that he might be able to remember something by wandering around in Nancheng, but he was busy being locked up all the time, unable to start.

If he was really from Nancheng, then they could only be enemies when he heard Yan Zhi talk about attacking Nancheng more than a year ago.And where did the disappearing team known as the [-] army go quietly?

Qingyan doesn't know if he still likes Yan Zhi, but this time he knows that it's not just about being in love, there are many gaps between them that cannot be bridged, separated by Zhuang Hansu, separated by the Queen, and now also separated by a ruthless... He, he can no longer respond to his feelings, let alone throw all his eggs in one basket like a teenager.

When Yan Zhi heard this, he knew what Qingyan meant, and even wiped away his tears, "Do you want to say goodbye to me? Are you threatened by Zhuang Hansu? I can help you! I can protect you well. "

Until now, he still doesn't know about his mother poisoning his beloved.

Protect him well?He was already broken from the inside to the outside, and he couldn't put it back together.

"Yan Zhi," Qingyan tried to show all tenderness, "let's stop here."

Yan Zhi hugged Qingyan tightly with red eyes, "No! I don't want to! Qing'er...I won't abandon you." After saying that, he kissed Qingyan's lips; Qingyan doesn't like Zhuang Han's crisp kisses I didn't feel that way about Yan Zhi, Yan Zhi pushed him down on the bamboo bed, the quilt was not thick, it was a bit uncomfortable; Yan Zhi kissed passionately for a while, and when the love was deep, he went to untie Qingyan's clothes, Qingyan was wearing thin clothes, with only two Yan Zhi's clothes on outside; soon Yan Zhi's cold palm touched Qingyan's warm body; Suddenly, his face overlapped with that of Yan Zhi's gentle and gentle man, Qingyan's heart trembled suddenly, and he pulled Yan Zhi back under him in an instant; Yan Zhi was also taken aback by him, thinking that this Qinger Do you want to be on top?I was a little tangled in my heart, and felt that I didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, it was the same from top to bottom, anyway, Qing'er would do.

Thinking of this, he didn't make much movement, just waited for his Qing'er to bend down and kiss him for a dark time.

In the end, even though he was not sick and his mind was clear, Qingyan always saw Zhuang Hansu's troubled face in a trance, and the acacia poison he whispered in his ear...emotional death... Cheng Huan under him... really put a layer of coolness on Qing Yan's heart; he closed the messy clothes for Yan Zhi, stepped back from Yan Zhi and sat down, closed his eyes and recited a mantra, hoping that Zhuang Han Crisp's face disappeared.

Yan Zhi thought that Qing'er was concerned about his status as the crown prince, so he quickly sat up and said, "I don't mind Qing'er, I can be my next!"

"..." Qingyan sighed, "It's not because of this."

Yan Zhi's heart was as cold as the wind and snow outside, he was bitter and cautious, "You... fell in love with him?"

Qingyan shook her head.

Yan Zhi grabbed Qingyan's wrist and said anxiously, "What's the reason? You...have been abused by him? Do you have any shadows?"

"..." This sentence is quite appropriate, Zhuang Hansu's face pops out as soon as he makes out with Yan Zhi, this is definitely a shadow.Qingyan didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

Yan Zhi couldn't calm down, grabbed the sword beside the bed and was about to rush out, but Qingyan had no choice but to hold him back to prevent him from being sent to death, "It's not all, I can't explain a sentence or two, but you can't go to him."

Now that the conflict has reached a state where it can be triggered without a touch, if he mentions the poison on his body, he will definitely die.

"Your Highness," Qingyan resigned, "Have you read the letter I wrote to you?"

Yan Zhi didn't say a word, he lowered his head and didn't look at him, his lips were almost bleeding from his own bite.

"Every word is true." Qingyan stood up, "We are destined to end here. Your Highness, Princess Pingxin will be a good wife..."

"Don't say it!" Yan Zhi shook off his hand and rushed out the door, Qingyan heard the sound of chains outside, suddenly a little funny.

Has he changed from the golden house to the bamboo house?In this comparison, being locked up at Zhuang Hansu's place is considered the best policy.

Wrapped in Yan Zhi's warm fur and cloak, he huddled on the bamboo bed beside the fire, and fell asleep in a daze with the crackling of firewood and the silent wind and snow drifting down outside.