Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, ten years of mutual dependence, Zhao Ziyan and two people will be like ordinary people, there will be conflicts, they will also quarrel, but Fu Yanqing is mature and steady, never going into a big fire, the cold war is too boring, she too Zhao Ziyan is rarely neglected, just to explain the reasons, and to punish the person who always loves to behave to go to Ganquan Hall for a few days. Zhao Ziyan knows her too well. Actually, before doing things, most of them will worry about her mood. She knows some of her mistakes and will not get angry with Fu Yanqing. If she is really angry, she will be very behaved. Ganquandian, most of the time stays in the Imperial Study Room to handle government affairs, squeezing some time for the next time to accompany her.

Knowing that she was dealing with government affairs, Fu Yanqing was afraid that she would be really tired. Although Zhao Ziyan did not want to be emperor, Fu Yanqing could see clearly that she was more serious than anyone else. Even if she wanted to stick to herself, she would spend other time to deal with business affairs. She watched, this man always forgot to take a meal break.

One was full of distress and the other was thoughtful and considerate. This quarrel never lasted for a long time, and Liuyu could see their Highness taking food and appearing in the Imperial Study Room on time, and then the two of them went back to the Chonghua Hall in a sticky manner.

Although such a day needs to bear a lot, it also makes Fu Yanqing happy. It’s just that being an emperor is really exhausting. You have to get up early every day, and you have to deal with government affairs every day. When something goes wrong, it’s even more laborious. Although Fu Yanqing tried hard to help her, Zhao Ziyan felt sorry for her tiredness, and always took the excuse to deal with it by herself. She had a bad body and had a headache.

Originally, the two wanted to wait for Zhao Xun to officially abdicate after he reached 18 years old, but unexpectedly they were assassinated during the tour. At that time, Fu Yanqing was caught in the wind and cold, but she was ready for the tour. Zhao Ziyan had to go, so she had to leave Fu Yanqing and let Liuyu Liuli take care of her.

Zhao Ziyan was a little restless along the way. She fed Fu Yanqing to take the medicine before going out of the palace. She felt very hot after probing her forehead. She didn’t know when it would get better. She was restless and her alertness was much worse. Called, although there are assassins, no one has ever been able to get close to Zhao Ziyan's body, but this time, he was actually mixed in the guard at the moment, only two steps away from Zhao Ziyan's imperial guard.

At first, it was just someone putting cold arrows in the distance, causing the whole team to be tense. Seeing that the assassins were all over, I thought everything was over, but two people suddenly threw themselves out from the left and right, and stab Zhao Ziyan one after the other!

The person who came here is very skilled. Obviously, he has a full understanding of Zhao Ziyan's skills. He is quick and ruthless. At such a close range, no one can avoid the result of a sword and heartbreaking. Fortunately, Zhao Ziyan has good skills, although not. Avoiding, but also avoiding a fatal knife, a palm pushed away the assassin behind her, her figure flashed sharply, and when the short knife in front of her pierced her abdomen, it shot the person away.

The dark guards on the left and right quickly supported Zhao Ziyan and guarded Tuantuan in the middle. Zhao Xun, who was walking in front, had a pale face.

Fu Yanqing was originally uncomfortable and drowsy, but the little **** outside panicked and cried out: "Your Majesty was assassinated, please go to Ganquan Hall as soon as possible!"

Fu Yanqing had always believed in Zhao Ziyan's skill. Although he was flustered, there was still a fluke, but when Xiao Luzi also rushed forward, saying that Zhao Ziyan was seriously injured, Fu Yanqing was cold all over. Directly took off the impeding palace robe on his body, Yu Qi Qinggong went straight to Ganquan Hall, seeing the dragon robe stained with blood on the ground, Fu Yanqing felt cold to the bones for the third time in his life.

Fortunately, after she rushed in, she found that although Zhao Ziyan's face was pale, she was still awake, and she could comfort herself in a low voice. The emperor said that although he lost a lot of blood, it did not hurt the vitals.

Zhao Ziyan shook Fu Yanqing's hand and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I scared you again. I was already sick, so I'm worried about me again."

Fu Yanqing shook her head with red eyes, looked down at the blood-colored clothes on her abdomen, and whispered: "Let me see."

Zhao Ziyan smiled: "It's all wrapped up, do you want to take it apart to see?"

Fu Yanqing didn't speak, but wiped the cold sweat from her forehead for her: "You are so good at how can you get hurt."

Zhao Ziyan stroked her forehead. Luckily, the fever subsided. She felt a little relieved. She looked annoyed, and then said slowly: "Someone has been directly involved in the guard, so I will ask Xiao Luzi to inform you as soon as I get back. He was frightened, he didn't say it clearly, which made you worried."

"Guard?" Fu Yanqing's face suddenly sank, her eyes looking straight through the screen to the people waiting outside.

Zhao Ziyan shook his head: "It's not Xun'er, but it's him."

Fu Yanqing was helpless, Zhao Xun grew up very fast, and he also had his own loyal advisers. Some people were afraid that they could not wait and wanted to clear the way for the master. Immediately, her eyes fell cold, and she said coldly: "Faithfulness is a good thing, but if you are rebellious, you dare to hurt you and you can't stay."

Zhao Ziyan chuckled lightly, but then frowned and covered her abdomen, causing Fu Yanqing to get nervous and leaned forward to help. Zhao Ziyan shook his head and whispered, "Let him come in."

All the ministers were anxious, and it was even more chilling to see His Royal Highness entering the house. Sure enough, after a long time there was a very depressed cry inside, and then even the Queen was crying heartbreakingly. When Li Sheng cried his Majesty, a group of people knelt and cried.

After Zhao Xun came out, his eyes were flushed, and his face was pale. He looked at the next minister, then set his gaze on Shang Shu of the Ministry of War, and said coldly: "Come on, Shang Shu of the Ministry of War, Bo Chengxi, is disadvantaged, so he will be removed immediately. Take it, break into the jail, and wait for it to fall."

"His Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, the Minister is wronged, the Minister is wronged!"

Zhao Xun leaned close and looked at him fiercely: "You shouldn't move her. She is my aunt. If you dare to start, you will be enlightened. Pull it down!"

Zhao Xun stood in front of the hall, looked inside, and then knelt down heavily. He still didn't seem to be doing a good job. He wanted to be the emperor, like the aunt, but he never thought of seizing her throne, let alone. Her fate was weak, and he was still far behind. But he also knew that Aunt Huang wanted to accompany Aunt Fu, she had taught herself enough, and he should leave the rest.

The funeral bell was sounded in the palace that day, saying that her majesty was passing away, and the queen was stricken with grief and died in front of the imperial court. Originally, Zhao Xun wanted her to bear the name of the Supreme Emperor, but Zhao Ziyan understood that the country cannot be ruled for a day, nor can it be two saints in the same dynasty. They have completely disappeared, and it is best for them to Zhao Xun.

On the Luoyang Ancient Road, the trees on both sides have sprouts, and the lush green branches spread out. With the breeze slowly swaying, the sunrise on the east side has completely jumped out of the valley at this moment, hanging in the sky, and sprinkling a piece of golden. The wide ancient road was very quiet at this moment, but only a moment later, a man in black with a bamboo hat appeared on the official road in a carriage. The sound of the wheels of the carriage stunned a group of birds parked for food and broke a piece of it. Quiet.

In the carriage, a woman in white lay lazily in the arms of the person behind her, with her eyes slightly closed, and a touch of goose yellow velvet tassels on her waist, scattered on her dress. The delicate features are as if they were carved in detail. It's amazing, even such a casual and lazy posture can't conceal that extravagance.

But the person behind him lowered his eyes and smiled, relaxed and clinging to her waist, making her lean more comfortably, with a pampering and gentle look. After a while, she lowered her head and said softly: "An'er, are you going to fall asleep?"

The long eyelashes of the person with closed eyes trembled, then he smiled, opened his ink eyes and looked up at the person behind him, and shook his head.

The two of them were Zhao Ziyan and Fu Yanqing who had already died in both. Time flies, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the years have not left too many marks on the two of them. Apart from being more mature, it is hard to see that they are both thirty.

Fu Yanqing could not help but reached out and touched her abdomen, and whispered: "Does it hurt like this?" On that day, they persuaded Zhao Xun to leave by assassination. Zhao Ziyan spent a few days in Beijing with his injuries and waited. The scab healed, and the two quietly left. Just afraid of staying for a long time, Zhao Ziyan urged her to go on the road as soon as possible, because she was afraid that her wounds might not be healed.

Zhao Ziyan sat up and took her backhand into his arms: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Fu Yanqing has long been accustomed to her intimacy and didn't say much, but carefully propped up her body for fear of hurting her, and whispered, "Mother, stay in the capital?"

Zhao Ziyan sighed softly: "She doesn't seem to care, but there are still many things that have not been resolved between her and Daohai. She chose to stay, because she wanted to have her own considerations, and it was inconvenient for me to intervene. However, I specifically ordered the ghost Disciple Lou, please give me news in time. If my mother misses us, we will go back to pick her up."

Fu Yanqing nodded: "Then where are we going?" The two left were entirely temporary, and Fu Yanqing even had time to figure out where the two would settle in the future.

Zhao Ziyan's face is full of smiles: "Leave it to me. I will take you to our house first. Then, when you return to Dali, you haven't been back in ten years, so you must be thinking hard."

Fu Yanqing was slightly stunned: "Home?"

Zhao Ziyan didn't laugh, he just stuck his head out and said, "No words, hurry up."

After a month of leisurely rushing, Fu Yanqing and Zhao Ziyan set foot on Yizhou again. Fu Yanqing looked at the strange city of Yizhou, feeling a little bit in her heart. Everything he experienced here seems to have been in his mind for a long time. Step on. The little things that happened with Zhao Ziyan on the road at that time, now in retrospect, they are warm and sweet, but it is also here that makes her feel the heart-wrenching despair and gloom, and truly understand that the person next to her is in her life. How much weight it occupies. In Yizhou, they spent the most important time of their relationship together, especially in Jinping Mountain, so Fu Yanqing probably knew where Zhao Ziyan was going to take her.

Arriving at Jinping Mountain, Zhao Ziyan suddenly hugged Fu Yanqing in his arms, and made Fu Yanqing whispered: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Ziyan looked at the shade of the green trees in the mountains, and smiled lightly: "Back then, Qinger held me up and down the mountain, but now it's my turn."

Fu Yanqing laughed a little: "Naive."

Zhao Ziyan ignored her, exerted strength under his feet, and swept up the mountain along the branches of the trees in a few ups and downs. Before reaching the yard, his eyes were covered by Zhao Ziyan. The corner of Fu Yanqing's mouth smirked, "What are you going to do mysteriously? ?"

Zhao Ziyan seemed very happy. Fu Yanqing was nestled in her arms and could feel the vibration of her chest. She whispered: "Look."

The hand from the eyes was removed, and the person stood on the ground. She opened her eyes and stayed on the spot for a while.

I saw peach blossoms all over the sky, delicate and tender in the warm spring sun, covered with branches, and completely surrounded this small courtyard. It was the end of May. The peach blossoms were about to wither, but this stretch of peach forest was still blooming. The trees were full of trees, and the pink and white peach blossoms fell on the ground, the wind rose slightly, and the swaying branches also brought up petals in the sky. The beauty was amazing.

Fu Yanqing felt that they were also old women and old wives. They had been together for ten years, but she had lived for more than fifty years, but her heart was still disturbed by this sudden romantic surprise.

Zhao Ziyan walked over with a smile, hugged her lightly, and whispered: "Remember that you told me that you like peach blossoms and always mention the peach tree in Dali. I can't get you such a big peach tree for you. They secretly prepared these years and gave you a peach forest. They have waited for its owner for many years. Now they can catch up with its last flowering period. When the gods are beautiful, they have a deep blessing. ."

Fu Yanqing stretched out her hand and hugged her, her nasal voice was a bit heavy: "You are not a young man anymore. You still used this to coax me."

Zhao Ziyan hugged her and shook her gently: "Do you like it then?"

"Like it." The low whisper melted between the lips and teeth, and the two of them, one blue and the other white, hugged and kissed under a tree of flowers, as beautiful as a picture.

Meeting the person who needs you the most in the most painful time, and the person you can rely on the most in the most helpless time is not a beautiful encounter, but the most unforgettable encounter.

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