Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Concubine Xiao Gui rewarded many things today, and there seemed to be some wound medicine and collateral oil in it. After turning over it for a while, she finally found it.

Fu Yanqing pulled the child over and handed her a handkerchief: "Bite, I will rub it for you, it will be very painful. Don't make a noise, or you will be thrown out."

The child hurriedly closed his mouth, shaking his head like a rattle, and finally remembered, opened his mouth nervously, and blocked his mouth tightly.

Fu Yanqing had trained in a military camp. In order to grow up as quickly as possible, she has put in several times the effort of ordinary people, and her body has been injured almost continuously. She was a woman. Although there were female soldiers in the barracks at the time, there was only one female military doctor. She didn't want to be troublesome, and almost handled them by herself. Over time, she could solve these basic injuries by herself.

Most of the children's injuries are bruises. If they don't dissolve, they will probably hurt for a long time. Fu Yanqing's subordinates did not show mercy. His small body trembles almost uncontrollably, but there is no groan of pain. After kneading everything, Fu Yanqing almost sweated.

The child slumped on the bed, panting, and broke out in a cold sweat. Looking at the sheets caught in a ball by her, Fu Yanqing sighed, wiped her sweat, and put on clothes for the weakened villain: "How's it going?"

The child was relieved for a while, trembling and sitting up: "It's much better. Are you...are you ill?"

Fu Yanqing nodded: "I told you that night, why did you come again?"

The child was a little lost: "Do you hate me?"

Fu Yanqing was taken aback: "No."

"Then why don't you let me come?"

Fu Yanqing didn't know how to deal with it, and stroked her forehead: "We are not familiar, you are crawling in in the middle of the night like this, should I welcome it?"

The child's face was faint, but he was a little sad: "I...except at night, I...I can't come."

Fu Yanqing's heart moved slightly: "Why can't you come?"

The child lowered his head and remained silent. The small person sat on the couch, looking lonely and helpless in the dim night.

"Then why are you looking for me?" Fu Yanqing quietly looked at her, and asked softly after a long time.

The child suddenly raised her head and stopped talking. After a long time, she looked at Fu Yanqing's eyes and whispered: "Don't believe them, they are not good people."

Fu Yanqing's eyes were cold, but looking at those worried but still clear eyes, she still pressed down, pretending to be surprised: "Not a good person, who?"

The child was a little anxious. She rubbed the corners of her clothes and seemed to be struggling: "Xiao...Xiao Guifei."

"You came to tell me this?" Fu Yanqing's face was light, but her voice softened.

The child nodded: "No one in this palace can believe it. You can't avoid them, but don't believe them, okay?"

Fu Yanqing's tone turned cold suddenly: "Then why should I believe you, Your Highness Seven?" She deliberately increased the final title, making the child pale instantly.

She bit her lip tightly, her eyes suddenly covered with a layer of mist, and soon after a moment it condensed into tears. She was held in her eyes tightly, and her voice was muted and said: "I...you can't believe me, I also believe it. No, I’m not His Highness Seven... I won’t come anymore, you... But you saved me, and you are the best person to treat me except for my mother and concubine and Aunt Mu. In any case, don’t be fooled.” From that night For Fu Yanqing's performance, she knew very well that this elder sister would not harm her and was kind to her. Aunt Mu told her that in the palace, trust is extremely extravagant, and so is kindness. Don't trust anyone, but if you meet someone who is really good for you, absolutely cherish it.

After that, she got up and wanted to leave. She didn't even plan to wear her clothes. Seeing her pitiful and patience, Fu Yanqing regretted her heart. She seemed too sensitive. At least she could not have been sent by Concubine Xiao to approach her deliberately.

He stretched his hand to hold her, looked at her puzzled look, and sighed: "If you say they are not good, why do you work for them? This injury is related to them?"

The child seemed to think that he had heard it wrong, and looking straight at her with his big misty eyes opened, Fu Yanqing's heart trembled because of her cuteness. This little guy is not much more cute than Zhao Mojian.

"Why are you so sad and stupid that you don't understand what I am saying?"

The child blinked, and the tears were not yet wiped off. There was some joy in her eyes, but after a while it was a bit bitter: "I have no choice."

Fu Yanqing didn't know how to feel. Born in the royal family, these children have been living in intrigue since they were young. They are much more intelligent than ordinary children, but the more they understand, the more painful they are. What surprised her even more was that although the child was pure, she would not be naive to think that she was really an ignorant child. She must have known that it was undoubtedly a very risky thing to persuade herself tonight.

Fu Yanqing raised her eyebrows and said softly: "You know what you said tonight, once I tell Concubine Xiao, what will you end up doing?"

The child looked up at her, but his childish face showed a calmness beyond this age: "I know."

"then you?"

The child smiled slightly: "I believe you."

Fu Yanqing looked at the suddenly mature villain, feeling a little strange in her heart: "Because I saved you?"

"Yeah." The child nodded earnestly, and then repeated: "Also, I was also scared at the time, but when I held you and cried, you coaxed me."

She looked empty as if she was reminiscing something, and then whispered: "There are always some kind people in this world, just like those maids. I grew up like this, and there are also people who have helped me. It's just that some of them are just momentary soft-hearted. Secretly help me once, some only look at me with that kind of poor eyes, and more ignore me. Those who are willing to take risks and have been helping me in private are all rare good people. Because they helped me. , May pay a terrible price, they are all good people."

After that, she looked at Fu Yanqing with bright eyes: "But when you saw me falling into the water that day, you definitely don't know who I am, but you went down to save me. Although I was choking badly, I saw you choking yourself. But in the end, I didn’t lose me. You are not much older than me. I cried in fear, but you still coaxed me. It shows that you are also a great and good person. I believe you, even if you don’t believe me, but you won’t. I lost my life."

Fu Yanqing was a little surprised, she was indeed a royal heir, no matter how poorly it was raised, her thoughts and brains were impressive.

"What if I'm dull and accidentally missed my mouth, what should I do?"

The child looked surprised and said: "You are the princess of the Southwest Palace. The Southwest King is so powerful. You must be no different." I vaguely remembered that Aunt Mu had told her a lot about the Southwest King when she was still alive. It's a matter of fact, such a powerful person will definitely have a powerful child.

"Heh, I really don't know whether to call you smart or stupid." Fu Yanqing whispered, and then looked at the child: "What is your name? How good is it?"

The child was stunned. She knew that she was... But for a moment, she bit her lip: "I... Xing Jiu, he... he didn't give me a name. Aunt Mu said that the mother concubine gave me a list in advance and called it. Pray."

Fu Yanqing was stunned, go nine? It's Zhao Ziyan! A slightly thin face suddenly appeared in his mind. The Nine His Royal Highness, who didn't have a trace of expression on anyone facing him, barely spoke a word, but made a speechless but speechless!

She looked at the child strangely, and couldn't connect the innocent person in front of her with the person who seemed to be always wrapped in endless haze in the future.

The child saw her face so strange, not only a little uneasy: "You...what's wrong with this expression..."

Fu Yanqing recovered and shook her head, but her mood was extremely complicated. The person who finally made Zhao Mojian so jealous could only live on thin ice under the hands of her and her mother and concubine when he was young. No wonder she had never known her in the last life, so she could only live in secret. Thinking about it now, Zhao Ziyan should be seven years old.

Thinking about what happened that night, Fu Yanqing frowned, fearing that she didn't even know her, and she should have been in the Yunyan Academy in the previous life. It's just that I was really a child at that time, and he definitely fell asleep after suffering from the cold.

Thinking of the gadgets that always quietly appeared in her room, Fu Yanqing didn't know what it was like, presumably Zhao Ziyan at that time was still like now, simply expressing her gratitude and kindness through those actions, but she... no wonder At that time, I always felt that His Royal Highness Nine looked so strange when looking at her.

"I just don't understand. No matter what, you are also your majesty's child. Even though Concubine Xiao Gui was favored, she didn't dare to do so..." Judging from that Xiao Shuyi's actions, think about how many times Zhao Mojian was assassinated in her previous life. Thought it was successful, but Zhao Mojian was never injured. Xiao Shuyi was raising Zhao Ziyan as a substitute for Zhao Mojian.

Looking at the child in front of him, Fu Yanqing felt more and more sad: "Then what do I call you? Qi'an?"

The child's eyes brightened up, but instantly went dark again: "Concubine Xiao doesn't allow me to call this name."

Fu Yanqing frowned, praying for peace? With such an extravagant name, Concubine Xiao could not tolerate it?

Touched the child's head: "Nothing, I will call you like this in private in the future."

Zhao Ziyan couldn't help but be surprised: "You mean I can sneak over to find you?"

Seeing her surprise, Fu Yanqing frowned slightly, but also nodded.

"It's late at night, and you are hurt again today. Go back and rest soon."

Zhao Ziyan was really tired, but he wanted to stay with Fu Yanqing and return to his palace, where there was nothing but himself. But knowing that it is impossible to stay forever, Zhao Ziyan climbed out of the bed, put on his clothes and prepared to leave.

Fu Yanqing couldn't help but exhorted: "Now Yunyan Academy is different. You must be careful not to come. If Xiao Guifei finds out, the consequences will be disastrous."

Zhao Ziyan nodded earnestly: "I know, I will be careful not to hurt you."

Fu Yanqing wanted to speak, but stopped, watching Zhao Ziyan's figure disappear into the night. Zhao Ziyan, will such a person be the second Zhao Mojian?

Since Fu Yanqing met Zhao Mojian that day, Zhao Mojian has come to Yunyan Academy from time to time.

In August of this year, Zhao Mojian asked Emperor Jing for a favor and asked Fu Yanqing to accompany her with the Imperial College.

When Emperor Jing looked at Fu Yanqing, who was paying respect to him, there was some warmth between his majestic eyebrows: "Changning has been in the palace for more than a year. I have been busy with national affairs this year and I have not cared too much about you. Listen to Shuyi. , The people below wronged you?"

Fu Yanqing shook her head and looked at the majestic man in a dragon robe sitting above, with a trace of admiration and admiration in her eyes: "Thank you, your majesty. Changning is not wronged, and the cost of eating and wearing in Yunyan Courtyard is already very good. It is the empress and your majesty that hurt Changning, then I feel that Changning is wronged."

Zhao Jing looked at the faintly joyful and innocent villain between her eyebrows, and looked at the admiration in her eyes, and suddenly felt happy in her heart. He was even more happy after hearing Fu Yanqing's words.

"Haha, at a young age, but he is well-behaved and sensible. The King of Southwest is so blessed."

"Father said that Changning was blessed by His Majesty Changning's title and being able to enter the palace to bathe the emperor's grace."

Zhao Jing stroked his beard, smiled a little sincerely, and waved his hand: "Mo Jian is in love with you, you should also go to school, and you will accompany her to enter the Imperial College in the future."

Fu Yanqing and Zhao Mojian hurriedly stepped forward to give thanks, and the matter was settled, and the relationship between the two of them was also rapidly "heating up" while they were studying together.

After class that day, Zhao Mojian took Fu Yanqing back to the Qionghua Palace to have a meal. Concubine Xiao Shu looked at the two of them, lovingly: "After a day’s work today, I’m afraid I’ll be exhausted, Jian’er, Changning, much Eat some."

After saying that they had arranged dishes for both of them, Zhao Mojian glanced at Xiao Shuyi, and then handed Fu Yanqing the lotus fish soup in front of him.

Fu Yanqing smiled slightly: "Thank you Niang Niang, Your Highness Seven."

"Changning, don't call me your Highness, it sounds awkward, so I'll be Ajian from now on." Zhao Mojian thought for a while and said.

Fu Yanqing's hands trembled slightly, and a painful color passed across her eyes, and her face looked a little embarrassed.