Top Scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

The figure stood there for a long time, and Zhan Qinghuan also watched it for a long time.

She seemed to know who it was, but she couldn't bear to break the silence until Ah Yan came over with a brazier and saw that the window beside Zhan Qinghuan was open, and said quickly: "I don't know which little girl is not sensible. , knowing that you are weak and still have the windows open, and the weather is still cold, and you can't blow the wind."

"It's okay, I just want to breathe."

Zhan Qinghuan glanced out of the window again, but the figure had disappeared. At this time, Ah Yan also put away the brackets that opened the window, and put the brazier under the desk for Zhan Qinghuan to keep warm.

Zhan Qinghuan picked up the wool again, dipped it in some ink, spread out a piece of rice paper and started to practice calligraphy again.

Ah Yan was helping Zhan Qinghuan grind the ink beside him, and saw that Zhan Qinghuan was vigorous and powerful, and that the characters were not written in a limp way like those favorite concubines in the palace. Ah Yan couldn't hold back at this time and said: "Your The writing is beautiful."

Zhan Qing gave a sharp pause, and the ink bled to form a black spot on the paper, thus ruining the word.

When Ah Yan saw it, she quickly knelt down and said, "This servant deserves death!"

Zhan Qinghuan put down her hand, turned her head to look at Ah Yan who was terrified, and hooked her lips helplessly: "You are just asking a question, why should you die? Get up."

Zhan Qinghuan crumpled up the few pieces of paper he had written before, threw them into the brazier, looked at Ah Yan who stood up, and asked her, "Literacy?"

Ah Yan shook her head, not daring to look at the expression on Zhan Qinghuan's face: "I don't know, but the slaves used to serve in the palace, and I saw some masters practicing calligraphy, and none of them are as good-looking as yours."

"It's okay if you don't know, I'll teach you."

Zhan Qinghuan stood aside and motioned for Ah Yan to come over. Ah Yan had a look of sincerity and fear, and Zhan Qinghuan slightly bowed her head, showing no refusal.

After Ah Yan walked over, Zhan Qinghuan picked up the hair, soaked it with ink again, and handed it to Ah Yan.

After seeing Ah Yan taking the hair tremblingly, Zhan Qinghuan held Ah Yan's right hand, and patiently taught her how to drop it. Ah Yan's fingertips trembled a little, but she seemed to be trying her best to stabilize her mind .

"You seem to be very nervous." Zhan Qinghuan's voice seemed to explode in Ah Yan's ear, and Ah Yan's whole body trembled.

Zhan Qinghuan let go of Ah Yan, as if she didn't feel anything wrong with Ah Yan, and said to her, "Try yourself and see how you fall."

Ah Yan stood there as if her whole body was frozen, her tip touching the paper, and she hadn't written the word "yan" that Zhan Qinghuan taught her to write for a long time.

After a long time, Ah Yan finally put it down, knelt down in front of Zhan Qinghuan, and made a big salute, touching her forehead to the ground, her voice was crisp and clear, and she didn't know what mistake she had made.

Zhan Qinghuan lowered her body and patted Ah Yan's. After Ah Yan felt it, she raised her head. The two looked at each other. Zhan Qinghuan's dark eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. With a smile: "Don't lie to me, if you can, you can, if you don't, you won't, I'm just a princess without any power and status, what are you afraid of me? Or is it that the new emperor told me something, You didn't tell me?"

As if being guessed, Ah Yan's pupils shrank slightly, Zhan Qinghuan knew the answer, helped Ah Yan up and wiped the ashes on her face, his tone sounded very gentle: "Forget it, don't you It’s okay if you tell me, just help me tidy up here a little bit, I’m going back to the bedroom to sleep.”

Zhan Qinghuan gathered the clothes on her body, Ah Yan went forward to help Zhan Qinghuan get dressed, and watched her walk out of the yard, with two little maids beside her holding lamps for her, for some reason, there was deep regret in her eyes.

Zhan Qinghuan returned to her bedroom, let the two little maids go down, and said that they didn't need to wait on them, the two maids looked at each other, and finally left with a blessing, and closed the door by the way.

Zhan Qinghuan stood in the front yard and looked up at the roof. The person was standing on the roof with the light behind her back. It looks too good to be tarnished.

She was a little far away from Zhan Qinghuan, Zhan Qinghuan couldn't see her expression, she just pretended that she didn't know this person, and said in a cold voice: "Why do you want to break into my palace twice?"

"Looking for someone." Her voice was not like the indifference that Zhan Qinghuan pretended to be, but like a clear spring, naturally cool.

After Yi Qingli said those two words, she tapped her toes and came lightly in front of Zhan Qinghuan. She was a little taller than Zhan Qinghuan. She was afraid that others would find her.

"If you are looking for someone, you shouldn't come to me to look for it. Leave now."

Zhan Qinghuan didn't want to have too much contact with the original owner's senior sister. Although the two had a very deep relationship before, since Zhan Qinghuan didn't need her to do the mission, it's better to stay away.

After all, if the two meet, Zhan Qinghuan doesn't know how to deal with their relationship.

She was going to spare Yi Qingli and go back to the room to rest, but Yi Qingli suddenly grabbed Zhan Qinghuan's wrist. Although the strength was not that strong, Yi Qingli was a martial arts practitioner after all, but this time Zhan Qinghuan's body It was already trembling a little.

Yi Qingli hurriedly supported Zhan Qinghuan, and then hugged her.

"You've lost your internal strength?!" Yi Qingli's voice seemed to be stunned, Zhan Qinghuan stood up straight, not knowing where Yi Qingli got so much strength.

Pushing Yi Qingli away slightly, Zhan Qinghuan didn't answer directly, looking a little heartless: "These are not important anymore, you leave quickly, don't force me to call someone in."

Yi Qingli didn't seem to hear Zhan Qinghuan's words, and took Zhan Qinghuan back into his arms, his voice a little hoarse: "Why are you so indifferent after seeing me? We haven't seen each other for years, don't you miss me at all?"

Not only did she not seem to miss her at all, but she was also able to teach the maid to practice calligraphy in the study with the maid, and behaved so intimately that Yi Qingli was so jealous.

Zhan Qinghuan knew that she was no match for Yi Qingli's strength, so she just hugged her. She could smell the little bit of incense on Yi Qingli's body. Qingpan used to smell it often when he was practicing martial arts in Qianshan. Why did her body seem to be very familiar with this kind of breath, and slowly lifted up, wrapping around Yi Qingli's waist.

Yi Qingli was overjoyed to see Zhan Qinghuan's heart like this, she raised and stroked Zhan Qinghuan's hair lightly, as if to comfort her: "Every day after you leave, I will spend a little time in your former residence. Zhi Gua, I feel a little relieved knowing that you have never passed away, will you blame me?"

"What's your fault?" Zhan Qinghuan couldn't understand Yi Qingli's brain circuit.

Yi Qingli paused for a moment, and let out a soft breath, with a bit of remorse and self-reproach: "It's my fault that I didn't go to you."

In fact, even if Yi Qing left to look for Zhan Qinghuan, she couldn't find it.

The grassland is vast, Yi Qingli will lose his way if he is not careful, and the Khan of the Huns is very wary, and he will change places to set up camps in a short time, and there is no fixed base camp at all.

Zhan Qinghuan shook her head in Yi Qingli's arms, she gently pushed Yi Qingli away again, looked up at her with serious eyes: "Don't underestimate yourself, everything has nothing to do with you. Sister, go back , don’t come to me again, Qianshan is the right place for you, the imperial city is messy, don’t dirty you.”

Unexpectedly, Yi Qingli shook her head, her eyes were firm: "I want to be with you, junior sister. It was my fault that I stopped you from doing those things back then. No matter what you do now, I will support you and help you."

Zhan Qinghuan frowned slightly, she clearly knew what Yi Qingli was talking about at this time, but she would rather pretend that she didn't understand anything.

Qingpan once knew the reason of her mother's death by accident, and only thought of revenge. At that time, Yi Qing left her to guide her, hoping that she would not lose her mind because of hatred.

Later, Qing Pan remembered what his mother said, and slowly dissipated the hatred, thinking that it would be very good if he could be with his senior sister in this life.

But as luck would have it, the disaster between them could not be avoided after all.

Zhan Qinghuan didn't know what made Yi Qingli's thoughts change so much, but Zhan Qinghuan didn't want to involve Yi Qingli.

The imperial city is a pool of deep water, and how many people get lost in it. Zhan Qinghuan's goal is very clear, but she is also afraid that she will become more and more ruthless.

The road to revenge is always bloody, and Zhan Qinghuan still wants to keep some of Qingpan's image in front of Yi Qingli.

"Senior Sister, I don't know how to do anything. I just want to live the rest of my life well. You don't have to come to me in the future. Since the thousand mountains, there has been a separation between heaven and man. You devote yourself to cultivation, seek immortality and ask, live You must be happier than me."

Zhan Qinghuan's words were sincere, but Yi Qingli's taste changed a little.

The expression on her indifferent face looked a little ferocious at this time, "How can I be free without you? Back then you left me a letter saying that you would never see me in this life, do you know how much I suffer? I know you want revenge, since you can You must be ready when you return to the capital, why can't you take me with you?"

I have to say that Yi Qingli really understood Qingpan's thoughts, Zhan Qinghuan didn't say anything, turned around and was about to go back to the room, she closed the door heavily, as if to isolate Yi Qingli.

"Junior Sister, I hope you can have my participation in your future life. I don't want to be absent, and I don't want to leave you who finally came back."

Yi Qingli seemed to have left, there was no sound outside, and Zhan Qinghuan's beating heart gradually calmed down.

In other words, it is the target person who has already reached [-] favorability points, if Zhan Qinghuan's resistance is a little bit weaker, he should follow Yi Qingli's words.

For some reason, Zhan Qinghuan found that she was particularly vulnerable to the emotions of the original owner. She could personally feel the pain of trying to push her away with the person she loves right in front of her eyes.

The moon was quietly covered by clouds, and the front yard became very dark in an instant. Zhan Qinghuan quietly opened the door again, not knowing what she was expecting.

The person outside the door really hasn't left yet.

Yi Qingli saw Zhan Qinghuan's cautious expression, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, she took a step inside, and leaned down to leave a kiss on Zhan Qinghuan's cheek.

"You and I still have a good understanding, Junior Sister, go to bed early."

For some reason, compared to those extremely intense, lingering kisses, this kind of superficial touch is more able to stir Zhan Qinghuan's heartstrings.

Yi Qingli turned her head and flew away, disappearing in an instant, while Zhan Qinghuan stared at the direction she was leaving for a while, then closed the door, looking a little sad when she lowered her eyes.

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