Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

She didn't say anything hurriedly or slowly, and the man in grey clothes who had been indifferent behind was also surprised.

"this…"

"Why, the two don't seem to believe it?" Zhao Ziyan sat down slowly, stretched out his hand to signal them to take a seat, and poured three glasses of wine on the table.

Yao Qingshan hurriedly said, "No, I'm just a little surprised that the ghost house poster is so young."

Yao Qingshan looked at the young poster. Although he thought it was too unbelievable, there was one thing that was quite consistent. Others say that the people in the ghost building are like savage ghosts. In fact, not only is that not the case, there is a quirk in the ghost building. The people in the ghost building not only have to be extraordinary martial arts, but also have extraordinary appearance. People who are ugly born will not be accepted.

According to his master, the men and women of the ghost house are born very well, especially the original poster is more handsome than one. This young man was indeed born too delicately.

"It's okay, presumably the owner Yao knows that no one in this world should dare to pretend to be the owner of the ghost house. I take the liberty to ask the owner to come over, it is something to discuss."

Yao Qingshan raised his brows: "Is there something to discuss?" What needs the ghost landlord to find him personally.

Zhao Ziyan didn't mean anything, and directly said, "Yongdi Treasure."

Yao Qingshan's expression changed, but he quickly converged, and said a little amused: "Yongdi Treasure? Shouldn't the court have been pursuing this? How could the host discuss this with me?"

Zhao Ziyan took a sip of the wine and turned his head and smiled: "You two are not nervous, since I told you so frankly, I have naturally concluded. Presumably the village has not been peaceful in the past few days, making Liangwei too nervous."

The smile on Yao Qingshan's face could not be maintained, and he said coldly, "Could it be the person in your ghost building!"

"No, the owner must not misunderstand. Although I pay attention to the Mirage Mountain Villa, I will not do such a thing. And the owner thinks, who will pay special attention to the Yongdi Treasure?"

"What the **** do you mean?" Yao Qingshan was on guard, and his tone was a little impatient.

Zhao Ziyan knew that these two people didn't take her seriously, presumably she was too young and thought she was easy to handle.

"The ghost building got news that the current Seventh His Royal Highness Zhao Mojian wanted to find the Yongdi Treasure, and he sent someone to Shuozhou a few days ago to get back the copy of the owner's collection." Zhao Ziyan didn't panic, and directly poke Yao. Qing Shan's most worried thing.

Sure enough, Yao Qingshan's expressions suddenly became serious, and the gray-clothed man said solemnly for a long while: "When will the ghost building take care of the court affairs."

Zhao Ziyan smiled lowly: "How can I ignore you in the game? Besides, isn't Zhuang Zhuang Yao also involved in the court?"

The gray-clothed man pondered for a moment, staring sharply at Zhao Ziyan: "The landlord's surname is Zhao, but it is a national surname. I wonder if there is anything to do with it?"

"Mr. thoughtful, lonely and admired." Zhao Ziyan looked at her with a smile, and said softly.

"You..." Yao Qingshan frowned, and the man in gray had already reached into his sleeve with his hand, and the atmosphere was quite tense for a while.

Zhao Ziyan slowly put the cup on the table, shook his head and said: "I am already sincere, why don't Zhuangzhu Yao quietly listen to me, and it won't be too late to move." This time he changed his claim.

"Caomin dare not!" Yao Qingshan quietly pulled the gray-clothed man's hem and bowed his head.

"Zhuang Zhuang Yao, I said, before this time, I came to use the identity of the host of the ghost house, there is no highness. Ming people don’t talk secretly, I know that Zhuang Zhuang Yao will not rare the treasure of Yongdi, but there must be I have to stay and care about me. Therefore, this time I come, I will only take a rubbing copy, and come another to help you avoid my emperor sister." Zhao Ziyan no longer said more, and straightforwardly stated his position.

"How to help?" Yao Qingshan frowned.

"Because you should be very puzzled. Since you are the Seventh Empress and know that things are with you, why don't you send troops to collect them, but steal them secretly, right?"

Yao Qingshan didn't hide it either: "Not bad."

"People in the rivers and lakes don't want to be involved in the affairs of the DPRK. Apart from their unwillingness to be bound, I'm afraid there are still some partisans who can't look at partisan disputes and deceive me." Zhao Ziyan laughed quite mockingly, and then said again: "And she is like this. To be sneaky, naturally, it does not represent the court, but she wants it herself."

The grey-clothed man glanced at her: "In that case, why should we choose the Nine Highness you instead of the Seventh Highness."

Zhao Ziyan laughed, and said leisurely: "Because you and I are people in the world, we can act according to the rules of the world, and will not involve those messy things. Moreover, she may not be willing to let you leave the original volume. The most important thing is, is it possible that Yao Zhuangzhu refused to give the ghost house this face!" At the end of the talk, Zhao Ziyan closed his smile, his eyes were very serious, and his expression was quite cold.

At this moment, Zhao Ziyan didn't restrain her aura. The ink-colored clothes made her look a little tough. With a little pressure, Yao Qingshan's faces changed slightly. They had indeed forgotten that no matter how young this person looked, he could make the group of people in the ghost building willingly surrender. Moreover, once they settled a grudge with the ghost building, it was absolutely beyond their ability to bear.

Seeing that they were a little shaken, Zhao Ziyan added another sentence: "And even if someone asks you again in the future, or my emperor sister questions the truth, you can push these to the head of the Nine Highness. Sit back and relax, isn't it good?"

The grey-clothed man glanced at Yao Qingshan, and then shook his hands together: "Don't dare, what shall I do if the landlord is waiting?"

Zhao Ziyan hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled with satisfaction.

Speaking of Fu Yanqing all the way back to Beijing, with the **** of Sprites and others, even if he encountered some gangsters and thieves, they were all shocked. It's just that Fu Yanqing was not at ease, and Zhao Ziyan didn't know if that matter was handled properly. Thinking that she knew the location of Yongdi's treasure, but wanted her to bother, the guilt in her heart grew stronger.

Looking at the sky, today was the night of the full fifteenth moon, Fu Yanqing twisted her heart a little bit. Did she let the medicine three links really work?

The caravan stayed in an inn, but Fu Yanqing was not at all sleepy, and her anxiety made her fidget. Thinking of Zhao Ziyan's painful appearance that night, she could bear it as if she could not hold the teapot. After thinking about it for a long time, the more she thought about it, the more wrong she became. The poison on Zhao Ziyan's body made Zhao Mojian's mother and daughter so sure that she didn't dare to betray. How could it be so simple? She was so confused, she didn't see her with her own eyes, so why did she leave!

Fu Yanqing, who couldn't bear it, decided to change his plan first, lit a candle, and wrote a letter overnight to inform Xue Heng, focusing on admonishing the imperial court to pay attention to the Yellow River embankment in Xingzhou and Jinzhou estuary. In case of heavy rain, focus on protecting this area. . At the same time, he explained in detail to Shengyu, speeding up the purchase of grain in the two places, and preparing some medicinal materials and daily necessities. Originally, she planned to do it herself, and then rushed to Yizhou to find Zhao Ziyan, but she regretted it and she had to find Zhao Ziyan first.

Fu Yanqing opened the door and walked out, Luo Yin took a rest outside, and woke up when the light was on. She looked at Fu Yanqing with some surprise: "Master, why did you get up suddenly?"

Fu Yanqing bowed her head and fastened her belt, and said solemnly: "I'm going to Yizhou, you and Wuyan will return to the capital with the goods, and give this letter to Miss Shengyu."

Luo Yin's doze that had just arrived was swept away, and his eyes widened suddenly: "What? Master, why are you suddenly...it's still night!"

Fu Yanqing twisted her eyebrows: "I need to chase her. Now after three days, if she stays in Shuozhou for one day, I can catch up overnight, and she should be able to make it, and she should not be far away."

"Is there something wrong with His Royal Highness Nine, why is the master so anxious?" Luo Yin said worriedly when she saw that her face was unsightly.

"I don't know, I hope I was wrong. By the way, let Mr. Yue trouble him again and go to Yizhou City to find me and send someone to protect him."

After Fu Yanqing gave her explanation, she was also aware of her getting up, and knocked on the door: "Master, what's the matter?"

After understanding the whole story, he was silent and frowned: "The master left overnight. I can't rest assured, I will follow."

After speaking, he said nothing, leaning against the door, making it clear that he would not give in.

Thinking of the outstanding skill of Gui Da and others, and the caravan's stewardship is also rich in experience, can't think of anything wrong, Fu Yanqing agreed. The two packed up and saluted, led two fast horses, and rushed to the small road from Shuozhou to Yizhou overnight.

And Zhao Ziyan did not go far. Before reaching fifteen, Zhao Ziyan felt uncomfortable, and could only hold on to find a small courtyard to rest, and the medicine three links did indeed follow the same.

On this night, even if he had taken the three-way medicine in advance, when the toxicity broke out, Zhao Ziyan still had better life than death. There were bursts of pain like the marrow of an ant, rising from the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and then more and more gathered in the heart, making people want to gouge their hearts.

Shutting everyone out of the house, Zhao Ziyan just bit a towel in his mouth and stayed in the room silently.

The few people guarding outside the house could only hear the sound of the tables and chairs inside the house being knocked and broken, and Xuan Qing's face turned pale, and his eyes couldn't bear it.

"Master Pharmacist, is there really no way to prevent it from hurting the host?"

Yao San looked at the closed doors and windows, heard occasional groans that were so painful that he could not bear it.

"The medicine I prescribe can only protect the host’s heart and prevent her from being eaten away by the poisonous meridians, but I can’t do anything about the pain that should come. The poison has been dragged on for too long, and it has penetrated my heart. It's a three-point worse than the one back then. It's a miracle for the poster to be able to hold it up to now." He gave Zhao Ziyan a pulse before, and found that the poison was a bit more powerful. When he wanted to come, the attack damaged his body last time.

"This...how is this good? The original poster is only nineteen years old now, so he has to go through these things. It's really too painful." Xuan Qing couldn't listen anymore, and her eyes were a little red when she turned her head.

"It's not that there is no way. I have carefully studied the so-called antidote that the host used to take, but it is just another poison. Although it is harmful to the host's body, it can indeed suppress the distraction of the heart."

Xuan Qing twisted her eyebrows and said, "You mean fighting poison with poison?"

"Yes, but it's too risky. The result is all luck. I mentioned to the host that if you really want to fight, the sooner the better, but the host didn't agree."

"Why? The original poster's temperament should be the most decisive. She would not want to live like this even if she died a lifetime of nine deaths." Xuan Qing thought she knew Zhao Ziyan and couldn't help but wonder.

"The host said that she has to do some things. She will not try before she succeeds." Yao Santong sighed, listening to no movement in the room, her expression condensed immediately, lifted her palm to open the door bolt, and pushed it aside. door.

The furniture in the room was all smashed, and things were scattered all over the floor in a mess. Zhao Ziyan leaned against the wall, sitting with his head lowered, and her long hair spread out, covering her appearance at the moment.

Xuan Qing hurriedly rushed over and helped her. She, who thought she was hard-hearted, almost blushed. Zhao Ziyan's clothes were soaked, and there was blood on his chest. By her side, the corner of the wall was abruptly cut out by her finger marks, one can imagine how hard it took.

The towel was taken out of the mouth of the person who was already fainted with pain, and it was also stained with blood. Even if she fainted, within a moment, she shook her whole body again, then curled up together with a muffled snort, and then barely opened her eyes.

"Get out... out."

"Lord, you, you can't..." Xuan Qing's voice was dumb, unable to say a word. The medicine tee also couldn't stand it, so he took out the silver needle and stunned the person directly.

"At this time, you can't leave it alone. You can change to a new towel. The host will wake up after a while. You can put her mouth in her mouth again and don't let her bite her tongue." Yao Santong handed the silver needle. Without stopping, she forcibly sealed her acupuncture points, just to temporarily restrain her for a while.

After tossing back and forth for a long time, Zhao Ziyan finally fell asleep in a faint.

Originally planned to hurry to Yizhou, but because of Zhao Ziyan's body, a few people could only stay in Xuzhou temporarily.

This time the poison was worse than last time. Zhao Ziyan has not been out of the room for three consecutive days. The pain will become more and more difficult every night. In just a few days, Zhao Ziyan's face will be pale as paper, standing there as if the wind is all over. It's like being blown down.

That afternoon, Zhao Ziyan, who had only slowed down a little bit, barely got out of bed. At noon, Zhao Ziyan had no appetite and didn't eat anything. Now she is better. Xuan Qing specially prepared a lot of delicate food for her, hoping she could eat more.

"Owner, I specifically ordered the back chef to make them lighter, and the taste is not bad, you have the right to use some, these few days are too hurtful."

Zhao Ziyan put on a white gown, looked at the table almost full of food, smiled reluctantly: "This is too much, how can I finish eating."

"The host has a bad appetite, I don't know what you can eat, you can use more." Seeing Zhao Ziyan's tired face, Xuan Qing's eyes were distressed.

"Thank you. By the way, if there is any news about sprites, she can now be in the capital." Zhao Ziyan said as he reached out and picked up the soup spoon, he put the porridge into his mouth with some effort.

Xuan Qing wanted to help, but didn't know how to speak. He hesitated even more when she heard what she said.

Zhao Ziyan just took a few mouthfuls. Seeing that she didn't reply, Ben was about to ask, but suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed suddenly. Xuan Qing was so flustered that she hurriedly went to find the handkerchief. At this moment, someone suddenly slammed the door open, and with great force, the door bounced.

Zhao Ziyan vomited blood in his hands, looked up and saw someone coming, and immediately stayed in place.

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