Ingenuity

The spar in his hand was extraordinarily bright and dazzling under the sun, Zhuang Hansu held up the crystal and gestured to the sun for a while, then stopped his hand and put it back in his pocket when he heard the sound of footsteps.

Jiang Chengzi bowed respectfully, "My lord."

Zhuang Hansu glanced at him lightly, "That's all you know."

Jiang Chengzi lowered his head and said, "My lord tried his best to hide it, but did he ever think about the consequences?"

"You don't need to worry about it," Zhuang Hansu walked up to Jiang Chengzi, snatched the sword that he didn't throw away even if he lost his life, "I'll keep this for you first."

Jiang Chengzi took a step forward, subconsciously wanting to grab the sword, but Ling Jun raised his arm across his chest to block the way, "My lord!"

Zhuang Hansu threw the sword into the air, and Lingdu firmly raised his hand to grab it; he saw that the foolish prince went back to the house to find his wife.

Jiang Chengzi is not reconciled, really not reconciled, Qingyan is here, why not let him know the truth?What is the intention of forcing myself to keep silent again and again?

Qingyan now knows that the love-cutting water is definitely not the water that cuts off all emotions, but that once he has a big mood swing, it will be poisonous, heart-burning, and he can't die.

Feeling depressed, Qingyan was eager to go out to relax, so she put on her clothes and wrapped her warm fur tightly and went out. Zhuang Hansu left early this morning. He wandered around the yard with Lingshan, and wandered into the study, thinking about reading a book quietly. She meditated, but was attracted by the long box under the desk case, and opened it to find a painting scroll; Qingyan opened it and looked at it for a while, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that the scene was familiar, and the person was like him, frowning and thinking for a long time, before she suddenly came to her senses.

This is the scene when he and Princess Pingxin strolled on the horse farm last year!

I saw him riding on the horse in green clothes, with a heroic appearance, like a ray of light on his back, and a dazzling smile, Qingyan didn't recognize him for a while.

"Is this me?"

Lingshan smiled and said, "It's you, my lord."

Where was Zhuang Hansu at that time?How did he draw it?

There was also a small wooden box inside the long box containing the scrolls, Qingyan opened it curiously; picked up a piece of irregular fabric inside, on which stood the running script wantonly: May peace.

Qingyan recognized it, these were the two words that Yan Zhifang and Yan Zhifang tore off their sleeves and wrote in the first year.

He didn't have any complicated things in his mind at the time, and just wrote these two words calmly as the occasion.

As a result, in the past two years, there was neither desire nor anxiety.

"Festival lantern...was your prince there at that time?"

Lingshan thought for a while and nodded, "Well, the lord saw that the young master had put down the lantern and flew directly to the water to get it. Speaking of which, it caused a lot of commotion at that time, did the young master not see it?"

Qingyan suddenly remembered what happened behind him when he got off the bridge. He was on the bridge at the time, and was about to turn around to look at it, but Yan Zhi who was supposed to leave under the bridge attracted his attention, and he didn't take it seriously.

Zhuang Hansu... didn't expect to use his affection so deeply that it didn't reflect on his usual demeanor at all.

Qingyan didn't say anything, and didn't express any unnecessary expressions, she just put the things back in place; after thinking about it, she felt that the depression in her chest was much better, "Don't tell him I saw it."

He didn't know how to respond, and he didn't want to see Zhuang Hansu's disappointed expression; he simply pretended that he didn't know, and the two of them just muddled along like this, which was better than any progress or regression.

Among the four spirits, Lingjiu Lingdu is the most inclined to Zhuang Hansu, what the prince said; but Lingshan is more inclined to Qingyan, there is always a sense of intimacy for no reason, so Qingyan ordered not to say anything, Lingshan Shanzhen wouldn't say it; if Lingjiu was here, I'm afraid he would have to shove Qingyan out when he saw Zhuang Hansu.

"Salt?"

Qingyan was closing her eyes to feel the warm sunlight, when she suddenly heard these two words, she couldn't help shaking, her beautiful eyes doubled when she turned around, "Who was talking just now?"

Zhuang Han walked towards him with a grinning smile, "For my husband."

"Your Highness King Han, it's been a good day for two days, do you want to feel uncomfortable?"

Zhuang Hansu hugged him with a playful smile, "Why do you like basking in the sun so much?"

Qingyan shook her head, "I don't know."

It's just that I like it very much, like it very much, like it very much.

Zhuang Hansu turned his head to look at Qingyan's detached side face, "But you are very white."

Qingyan flickered his long eyelashes twice slowly, his eyeballs were as bright as glass beads, but because his eyelids didn't use much force, his whole face looked indifferent, as if nothing could make him widen his eyes wide, revealing crystal clear eyes. Bright eyes, "Really."

Qingyan's voice was very soft, as if about to float away, "Who am I?"

Zhuang Hansu withdrew his smile, sank his face and said nothing.

Qing Yan was bathed in the sun at this time, her voice was soft, "What do you want me to give you?"

"What I have, I can exchange with you; as long as you are willing to tell me who I am."

With the gentlest voice, talking about the most heartless deal.

"Qingyan, it's not that I don't want you to know, it's that you can't know." Zhuang Hansu let go of his hands and hung them by his side, looking at Qingyan at the same level. Have you already experienced it? I will help you, and I will fight everything for you, but before that, you can’t know anything.”

Qingyan looked at him lightly, "Are you protecting me?"

Zhuang Hansu: "I don't want you to get hurt."

"But you are using your way, not mine." Qingyan lowered her eyes and turned back to lie down, "You also have a share in my injury."

Zhuang Hansu's obsession is with Qingyan, and he has done no less harm to Qingyan than the queen; he imprisons him in his own way, but pretends to be protecting him, which is really ridiculous.

He did not hesitate to join forces with the queen to plot against him, not afraid that he would fall into the queen's hands, just to get him to leave Yan Zhi; because of the queen's relationship, Qingyan would never be with Yan Zhi, this was Zhuang Hansu's purpose, he He also achieved it; as a result, he got nothing.

He never thought about what this kind of possessive bondage meant to Qingyan.

So far, it is unclear who made him look like this.

Qingyan should hate him, that's understandable; but Qingyan didn't.

Qingyan never hated Zhuang Hansu, even though he has done many things that he should hate.

It was Zhuang Hansu who didn't see clearly, and it was Qingyan who didn't notice.

If Zhuang Hansu's protection methods were not so radical, maybe the two of them are in a different situation now.

Qingyan sat on the edge of the bed and patted Jiang Chengzi's arm. Before Jiang Chengzi opened his eyes, he heard him say, "Where's your sword?"

Jiang Chengzi pursed his lips tightly.

"Wearing a sword close to your body can attract attention. If you use it to lure the enemy, won't you still not respond now? Was it taken away by King Han?"

Seeing that he guessed it, Jiang Chengzi nodded; Qingyan looked at the moonlight outside the window, and said softly, "Let me do it."