Ingenuity

After all, Qingyan had many problems, and he didn't care about any psychological warfare, so he had to break the deadlock first.

"King Han, have you ever seen me?"

Zhuang Hansu raised his eyebrows, "Isn't my performance obvious enough?"

Qingyan asked anxiously: "Where? When?"

Zhuang Hansu never planned to confess obediently, the wishful thinking in his heart was very loud, and he talked nonsense, "The last time was in my dream last night, the last time, it was under my horse's hooves ?”

Qingyan: "..."

It seems that there is no need to discount, and you can't believe a word.

Looking at Qingyan's speechless expression, Zhuang Hansu was in a particularly good mood, "You don't seem to remember anything, and you don't know your name?"

Qingyan blocked him with his words, "Isn't it obvious enough for me?"

Zhuang Hansu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and laughed. Although his voice was pleasant, it felt uncomfortable to Qingyan's ears.

Zhuang Hansu raised his head and was about to speak when he saw Qingyan tilting his head vigilantly, as if he heard something; Zhuang Hansu calmed down and listened, knowing that someone was coming, his black eyes cast a mysterious glance at Qingyan , and then quickly brushed past Qingyan.

At this moment when they passed by, Zhuang Hansu stretched out his hand to caress Qingyan's hand intentionally or unintentionally, and his deep voice floated into Qingyan's ear again like a ghost.

"Qingyan, your name."

Qingyan stayed where she was, clenched her fists blankly.

As soon as Yan Zhi walked out of the corner, he was taken aback by Qing Yan, who looked like a wooden man, "Why are you... so still?"

Qingyan came back to her senses, regained her spring-like temperament, and smiled softly: "Prince, I'm just a little tired."

Yan Zhi looked at Qingyan and smiled, and he laughed too, "I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I bid farewell to my father early, let's go, let's go home."

Qingyan nodded, and obediently followed behind Yan Zhi.

green salt...

green salt...

"I've been thinking for the past few days, since you can't remember your name for a while, you should use another word, otherwise how do you call you on weekdays?"

Qingyan lowered her head and thought for a while, "The prince gave the villain's life, and the villain listens to the prince."

These words followed Yan Zhi's wishes, he pretended to think for a while, and then slowly said: "I see you like to wear blue; Qingqing Zijin, you care about my heart. Why don't you call you Qing'er?"

Younger?Why don't you call me Qingzi, I have blue veins.

Although she was deeply displeased with such a feminine name for Qing'er, Qingyan was always reluctant to show sadness and joy on her face, so she politely responded, "Thank you, Prince, for the word."

Qingyan was too busy complaining about names, but didn't pay attention to the poems that Yan Zhi used to make characters, but this Qing character made him think for a while, and remembered Zhuang Hansu's words.

green salt...

Now that you know his name, maybe you also know where he is from.What is his identity and why did he fall off the cliff?

Qingyan now entrusts all her hopes to Zhuang Hansu, he is the only person who can possibly answer who he is so far.

And I'm afraid I don't know a little bit?

Qingyan thought of the scar on his waist, and fell into his own spiritual world. He didn't notice Yan Zhi's eyes as if he wanted to see through him, "Qing'er, Qing'er?"

"Huh?" Qingyan looked up at Yan Zhi in a daze, Yan Zhi smiled softly, "I was asking if you want to go around, what's the matter? What are you thinking about?"

Qingyan's eyes brightened, "Okay, there was an accident last time, and I haven't looked around carefully yet."

He automatically ignored the second half of the sentence and didn't answer, Yan Zhi also smiled and didn't ask further.

As for why Yan Zhi saved him, it was because, as the crown prince, he could not just leave him alone. He has always been a loyal person, and his life is at stake. He would never allow himself to stand idly by, even if it was possible that he was from Nancheng. .

Later, it was because Qingyan had been ill for too long, and it was difficult for him to leave him, so he had to take it back with him.And the moment he decided to keep him in his other courtyard, Qingyan woke up in a daze, with half-opened eyes that were still full of water vapor, her white hands were grabbing the corner of his clothes, and her voice was indistinct. Nunuo grunted at him.

"Don't go..."

Who can stand this?

Yan Zhi's heart melted into water immediately, and stayed by his side all night, planning to wait until he recovered from his illness no matter what.

Then he couldn't resist the feeling of being beside Qingyan.

So comfortable, peaceful, and reassuring.

It seems that by his side, you can abandon all troubles and deeply feel the refreshing breeze.

He was fascinated by everything on his body, and it was almost overflowing.