Only you: King's crazy concubine

Xuanyuan Zimo refused without hesitation. "Don't even think about it. It's enough to have white maple. The most important thing for you now is to keep your body well and have physical strength to fight voodoo."

Gu Qing Yan brushed his lips and knew you would say, "OK."

"Don't let me worry, OK?" Xuanyuan Zimo bent down slightly and looked at her. Every time he saw her pale and silent lying in bed, his heart seemed to be caught and out of breath. He was really afraid that she would not wake up and leave him alone in the world.

Gu Qing Yan clearly saw his pleading and worrying at the bottom of his eyes. His nose suddenly became sour. He was begging her not to have an accident. His eyes were full of tears. His eyes slipped down his cheeks in the blink of an eye, and his voice choked, "I'm sorry, I worried you."

Maybe she really didn't think about his feelings. She was used to not caring. She only had a lonely courage to break in, never considering that he would worry.

Xuanyuan Zimo took her into his arms and whispered, "don't say sorry, promise me to protect yourself."

Gu Qing Yan nodded again and again. Tears soaked his clothes. "You have to promise me, too."

As everyone knows, there are a pair of eyes in the dark. When they see Gu Qingyan, their eyes are full of hate, and then they leave quietly.

Gu Qingyan seemed to be aware of it and looked up. How did she feel that someone was looking at her just now, and it seemed to be mixed with great hatred. She had just come to Nancheng and had never seen anyone in the city master's residence. Who could it be.

"What's the matter?" Xuanyuan Zi Mo lowered his eyes, and his voice was low and soft.

Gu Qingyan shook his head. "Just now I felt someone staring at me. Maybe I was wrong."

Hearing the speech, Xuanyuan Zimo thought deeply. Gu Qingyan burst out laughing and touched his chin. "Well, don't think so much. Maybe I feel wrong."

Xuanyuan Zimo fondly pinched her fingertips, and her voice was as soft as a pool of water, "Yan Bao."

Gu Qingyan looked up at him in confusion, "huh?"

"Nothing, just want to call you." Xuanyuan Zimo looked at her round and clear eyes, innocent and blankly, very cute.

Two days later, Gu Qingyan looked at someone with a helpless face and said, "go and get busy with you. I'm fine."

"Today is the time of voodoo attack. I can't rest assured until I stay by your side."

Gu Qingyan was sweet in his heart and said with a smile: "it will happen at night. It's all right during the day."

"I can't rest assured until I stay by your side." it's still that sentence, Xuanyuan Zimo stubbornly said.

Ling Ye suddenly came in and said, "Lord, the house in the north of the city has been built. Liu Ye asked the Lord to have a look."

Xuanyuan Zi Mo frowned, "what do you think?"

Ling Ye was stunned for a moment, bowed his head and said, "my subordinates feel very good."

"That's OK." Xuanyuan Zimo waved and signaled that he could go down.

Gu Qingyan pushed him, "go and have a look. You've been guarding me these two days and haven't patrolled the north of the city. Go and see how the people's condition is."

"It's enough to have Lingye Lingying." Xuanyuan Zimo glanced at Lingye who was still standing in place, which implied danger.

Lingye suddenly felt a cold air running up his back, which cooled his heart. Subconsciously, he looked at Xuanyuan Zimo and saw his face, "master, subordinates quit."

"Just go and have a look. I'm safe here. Don't worry." Gu Qingyan advised.

Xuanyuan Zi Mo pretended not to hear. He twisted up the peach blossom cake on the pastry plate and handed it to Gu Qingyan. The corners of his mouth smiled, "Yan Er is hungry. Have some peach blossom cake."

Gu Qingyan gave him a bad look, "it's too obvious to change the topic."

Xuanyuan Zimo took a bite and handed it to Gu Qingyan's lips. His tone seemed to coax, "Yan'er, try it. It's delicious."

"Eat by yourself." Gu Qingyan clapped his hand and didn't open his face.

Xuanyuan Zimo put down the pastry, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, smiled and said: "those things will be handled by Lingye. Yan'er won't worry. In my heart, those people are not as important as my Yan'er. I'd rather bear the people of the world than Yan'er."

Gu Qingyan's face was slightly hot, and his ears gradually turned red, all the way to his neck, but he said, "what you say is better than singing."

"I will prove that I love you with action." Xuanyuan Zimo stared at her, serious and persistent.

Several years later, Gu Qingyan looked at him and slaughtered the people. Only when he faced her, there was no killing intention. It turned out that you still remember me in your heart.

In the backyard of the city Lord's residence, the city Lord's wife hated iron and steel. She poked Liu Pang's forehead, "if you break your father's business, see how he punishes you."

"Mom, I haven't been out for several days. I'm suffocating. I'm dead if you don't let me go to the garden." Liu Pang complained little by little.

The city Lord's wife felt distressed when she saw him, but she still insisted: "when the disabled King left, you can go wherever you want to play. Besides, now the city is like a deserted city. What's fun?"

"Mom, I want to see that child." Liu Pang suddenly remembered something. His eyes lit up and shook the sleeves of the city Lord's wife.

The city Lord's wife sank her face and said coldly, "no, you must not touch that child."

"I've been staring at that child for a long time. Why can't I touch it?" Liu Pang didn't know why.

Seeing his stubborn appearance, the city Lord's wife angrily said, "that child is now the man of the disabled king. Do you want to eat the disabled king? Do you want to drag the city Lord's house to be beheaded?"

Liu Pang was startled. "No, no, mom, I won't touch him."

The city Lord's wife's face relaxed. As soon as she turned her eyes, she saw the man in servant clothes behind Liu Pang. She was a little strange and asked, "son, who is he?"

Liu Pang glanced at the man and said with a smile: "Mom, he is Qingwei. He came to our city master's house some time ago. He knows a lot."

The city Lord's wife nodded suspiciously, "what will you do?"

Liu Pang opened his mouth. As soon as he wanted to speak for him, he received his mother's eyes and consciously closed his mouth.

Qingwei bowed his head, bowed and saluted, "report back to Madam, I can write calligraphy, plot, and some divination."

The city Lord's wife looked at him up and down. She was a scholar with elegant temperament. She didn't look like a slave. She narrowed her eyes. "Who are you? What's the purpose of sneaking into the city Lord's house?"

Qingwei didn't change his face. "The mayor's wife seems to have misunderstood that her little father is a scholar, so she has been influenced by her since childhood, so she can write some calligraphy. Unexpectedly, her father died some time ago, her mother died and left her little one to live in peace. But in order to survive, she had to come to the mayor's house to find a livelihood, and her parents can rest in peace under the nine springs."