Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

"Jian'er is right, you have a good relationship, don't call it so strange."

Fu Yanqing pursed her mouth: "Well, Ajian." It has been almost a year since she was born again, she has been dating Zhao Mojian, compared to the previous life, and under her deliberateness, the relationship between the two is better than that of the previous one." Okay" a lot.

"Yes, that's good. Changning, it's almost November now, and the weather is also cold. I kept the Liuyun brocade that was bestowed by the Holy Spirit last time, and asked Xu Gu to measure the size for you. You have to prepare new clothes for you. ."

Zhao Mojian curled his lips: "Mother concubine, you are too partial. There are Liuyun brocades in Changning, what about me?"

"How dare I miss you, I'm jealous, don't let Changning read the jokes." When a word came out, the atmosphere on the table seemed to be a lot of joy, Fu Yanqing smiled on her face, but her heart was condensed, so warm and affectionate. It's no wonder why I can't recognize it clearly.

Returning to her yard, Fu Yanqing took a deep breath, looked at the two maids who were very similar in appearance, and whispered: "Get hot water, I'll take a shower first."

"Princess, but you're lacking?"

"Well, kind of." Fu Yanqing smiled and handed Liuli the cloak on her body.

Liu Yu looked at the exquisite and cute little princess who was living in front of her, and noticed the exhaustion on her face. She couldn't help feeling a little distressed, and hurriedly said, "The slave and maid are going to prepare dinner, and the princess can get a meal after bathing."

Seeing the two of them rushing to prepare, there was a touch of warmth in Fu Yanqing's eyes. She rescued this pair of sisters five months ago. They were originally employed by the Shangyi Bureau, but they accidentally smashed the Yunluo brocade sent by Song Zhaoyi for tailoring. Song Zhaoyi had always been domineering, and treated her servants harshly. At that time, Song Zhaoyi was gaining momentum, and Shangyi Bureau was afraid of getting into trouble. Besides, Yunluo brocade was a royal gift and wanted to kill the two directly. They were just two rough ladies, and the palace never pityed their lives.

That day, Fu Yanqing also went to the Shangyi Bureau, and she was holding the Yunluo brocade that Xiao Guifei gave her new clothes. She herself was harmed by the palace, and she couldn’t look at the two girls because of that one. Scratched and killed. I took care of the work of the Shangyi Bureau, and took advantage of Xiao Guifei's momentum to change the cloth, and by the way saved the two of them.

In the past few months, the two of them have been very dedicated. Although Fu Yanqing did not dare to trust them completely, in some daily life, the two of them were really caring. Some things are left to them, and they are also tight-lipped and never talk too much. This won Fu Yanqing's heart.

When Fu Yanqing finished bathing and eating dinner, the sky was already dark. After instructing Liuli and Liuyu to step back, they sat alone at the window and watched the night outside.

At this moment, there was a quietness in everything outside, and only a few stars were scattered among the heavy sky. They were so far apart that they looked quite lonely and lonely.

The stars in the sky are fading, but the vast imperial city under the sky is shimmering. The outline of the palace is indistinct in the night, surrounded by layers, appearing majestic and majestic. Looking at the lights burning in the meantime, against the quiet night, it seems quiet, but it makes people feel no trace of peace. Just because the people in it can't find a way out, they can only be buried in the palace.

Fu Yanqing felt that in just one and a half years, she felt that she was even more tired than the ten years of hard work in the previous life. After all, she will get deeper and deeper in this, calculating plans, and can't get rid of it anymore.

I was in a daze, but suddenly heard a low voice asking: "What's the matter with you, aren't you happy?"

Fu Yanqing was startled, and when she recovered, she was relieved to see a little worried staring at her little head.

Zhao Ziyan frowned slightly when she saw that she was a little frightened. For more than a month, she was sent by Concubine Xiao to the forbidden barracks fifty miles away from the capital. There was a young guard in the camp, who specially selected talented teenagers to train hard since childhood, and later serve as the emperor's personal internal guard. Concubine Xiao’s elder brother was a general of Zuo Wuhou’s mansion, who happened to be in charge of this matter and sent Zhao Ziyan in with almost no effort.

This time, due to the emperor’s birthday, Xiao Guifei was afraid that there would be branches out of the season, and also worried that someone would be unfavorable to Zhao Mojian recently, so she let her return to the palace. Zhao Ziyan knew that there was a rare opportunity, so he ran to Yunyan Academy as soon as he came back. Of course, there is another reason...

Just when he came, I saw Fu Yanqing alone in a daze. The expression on that face was a bit complicated for the eight-year-old Zhao Ziyan. But it made her feel very uncomfortable. She knew that Fu Yanqing was unhappy, even very sad.

Sometimes she was also puzzled that Fu Yanqing was different from the children she had ever seen. She knew that Fu Yanqing was older than her, but she gave her the feeling that Fu Yanqing, Zhao Mojian, and several other older princes were different. , The tone and expression when talking to her were not like people of their age.

Aunt Mu used to feel that she was precocious, not like a child, but compared with Fu Yanqing, she was really a child.

Fu Yanqing looked into her eyes, but did not answer, with a smile in her eyes: "I'm back?"

After that, she stretched out her hand and pulled Zhao Ziyan in from outside. After entering, she naturally looked at Zhao Ziyan, the child has grown taller, but thinner, and the original white face is also darker.

Then she seemed to think of something. She raised her eyebrows and went straight to the small box containing the ointment: "Take off your clothes and go to bed." Her voice was as weak as ever, but it was not without temperature. It's just that her feelings seem to be exhausted. Faced with Zhao Mojian's mother and daughter all day long, she disguised too many emotions, facing Zhao Ziyan who doesn't need to wear a mask, she can rest.

Zhao Ziyan was a little bit twisted, but it was only for a moment, and then he obediently solved his clothes and wore only a small coat.

After giving her good medicine, Fu Yanqing couldn't help feeling a little distressed, but she was an eight-year-old child who was injured from time to time, fearing that she would hurt her body in the future. Reaching out to gather her loose clothes, Fu Yanqing whispered: "I just came back, why don't you rest?"

Zhao Ziyan's face was a little red, and the roots of his ears were also pink. The appearance of getting up and getting dressed in a hurry, looked quite cute.

"I haven't seen you for a month." There was a hint of grievance in his tone.

"Really? Well, why do I think you miss your mandarin duck cake more?" Fu Yanqing saw her like this, with a rare joking thought, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she stretched out her finger to caress the corner of Zhao Ziyan's mouth and brought it down. A little pastry crumbs.

Zhao Ziyan's face was really red now, and she wiped her mouth vigorously: "No, I just ate a piece." After that, she reached out to her arms and took out a small paper bag.

"Here, I went to the Imperial Dining Room and ordered a few yuan specially, can you try it?"

Fu Yanqing said with a serious face: "I said, I don't like eating."

Zhao Ziyan tilted his head and stared at Fu Yanqing, with smiles in his eyes: "I remember, you don't like sweets, especially mandarin duck cakes. You don't like it the most. You will never commit it again next time."

Listening to her deliberately emphasizing mandarin duck cakes, Fu Yanqing didn't understand why she knew that she loved to eat mandarin duck cakes the most. He wanted to come to this little guy except at night and during the day.

A little awkwardly, Zhao Ziyan gave Zhao Ziyan a glance, and Fu Yanqing gave a clear cough, and handed Zhao Ziyan the book he copied in class: "Sit down, I will tell you a few chapters of "The Doctrine of the Mean" today."

Zhao Ziyan has never entered school, and what she is currently learning is that she secretly listens to Zhao Mojian reading while others are not paying attention, or sneaks into Hongwen Hall to listen to the Taifu class. Learning is too complicated, and knows a little, Fu Yanqing will teach her to study when she comes.

Although outside at Fu Yanqing's request, there was no need to watch the night, the two of them did not dare to be careless. Fu Yanqing was close to Zhao Ziyan and read it to her in a low voice. This kind of intimacy, for Zhao Ziyan, who lacked love since childhood, made her very attached, and her eyes fell on Fu Yanqing, unable to help. Fu Yanqing is two years older than Zhao Ziyan. With a fair and agile life, coupled with a soul in his twenties, this seemingly immature person has an indescribable calmness and introversion, which makes people feel inexplicably trustworthy. The seriousness and calmness between the eyebrows made Zhao Ziyan so happy.

Perceiving her wandering, Fu Yanqing knocked her head: "What are you in a daze?"

Zhao Ziyan was a little at a loss when he recovered, squeezed his fingers, and suddenly said the question he had been worrying about before: "You call her Ajian."

Fu Yanqing was stunned for a moment, and finally came over what Zhao Ziyan said, and whispered, "So?"

Zhao Ziyan hesitated and said: "You...you call her Ajian, I...I have been with you for a long time, and you never call me so intimately."

Fu Yanqing didn't expect that she would care about this, her eyes softened: "Then how do you want me to call you? Qi'an is not intimate enough, then A'an?"

"do not want."

"Well, what about it?"

Fu Yanqing's voice has always been soft, and the voice is suppressed at this moment. This An'er is even more gentle as water, and it is also full of pets. Zhao Ziyan's heart is full of emotions, her face is strong and reserved, and she does not know that her face is flushed with excitement. NS.

After solving this pimple, Zhao Ziyan finally closed her mind. She was quite smart and very savvy, but after listening to Fu Yanqing read it, she could memorize it verbatim, and Fu Yanqing couldn't help but admire. To Fu Yanqing, teaching a well-behaved and intelligent student doesn't feel boring at all.

After finishing the two chapters, Fu Yanqing urged her to go back, afraid that she would be tired.

Watching Zhao Ziyan leave, Fu Yanqing looked back at the cakes on the table and couldn't help but smile.

Since entering the Hongwen Museum with Zhao Mojian, Fu Yanqing's life has also become busy. The royal children have never been easy in their schoolwork. In addition to listening to the Taifu's lectures, they have to take time to discuss the scriptures together. Da Xia is based on Wu to determine the country, based on Wen Anbang, riding and shooting martial arts is also indispensable. Because the founding emperor was a woman, the atmosphere of Daxia was much more open than that of neighboring countries. This also enabled the prince and the prince to have the same right to succession, so they would not be biased academically.

Fu Yanqing had come here step by step in her previous life. Although she was young, her body was different from the past, but her technical ability was still there. In front of many royal family members, she would naturally not show up, but she would not be too clumsy. After all, she knew in her heart that for the arrogant Zhao Mojian, only she was not too bad to attract his attention.

No matter whether it is difficult or not, the days are passing by day by day after all.

Four years later

On the seventh day of November in the seventeenth year of Jingtai, another Longevity Day came as promised. Fu Yanqing also spent the fifth year in the palace after rebirth. As the relationship with Zhao Mojian's mother and son grew closer, the contact with the child who was called to be An'er became less and less, but for the two of them, The opponent's has become a special existence.

This time, all places in the palace were suddenly busy. The holy birthday, the palace people congratulated them, and no one dared to be careless about what they needed. In the harem, the queen has been vacant since thirteen years ago, and so far the highest ranked concubine Xiao is the only one left. Therefore, she will take care of matters in the Longevity Palace, and she can’t pay attention to Fu Yanqing and Zhao Ziyan for a while. too much.

Nowadays, the sage is already forty, but he has never established a prince, and the court has hundreds of military officials to succumb to the court, and asks the king to establish the position of the east palace to ensure the peace of the society.

Although Emperor Jing did not express his position, he was also moved. It was only because the descendants were all young. Except for the eldest prince, the second prince and the fourth prince, none of the other children had reached adulthood. Originally the eldest prince benevolent and respectful, and it was taught by Emperor Jing himself, and he was most pleased, but because of the matter of Concubine Shen and Dai Wang, he could no longer consider him.

The people in the palaces also found out the wind from Emperor Jing. This time, Emperor Jing was afraid that he would take the opportunity to see the performance of the princes and princes.

Concubine Xiao naturally refused to miss this opportunity, allowing Zhao Mojian to prepare for her birthday gift, and to make Fu Yanqing feel clean.

The birthday of the previous life was not very good, for no other reason. After the banquet was over, some people got involved when they borrowed artists from outside the palace to enter the palace to perform art. The assassination after the banquet broke up. At that time, Emperor Jing escaped a catastrophe, but Ju Quyan, the only son of the leader of the Northern Liang Kingdom who came to celebrate his birthday, was killed.

In the previous life, she followed Zhao Mojian to a banquet. At that time, she was greedy for a cup and was sent back to the Yunyan Academy in advance. She was not clear about the whole story. Only when I woke up did I know that Zhao Mojian had reacted sharply during that assassination, and took the lead in blocking the assassin's sneak attack. Only then did he save Jingdi, and since then Jingdi has loved him more and more. It was just this assassination that Emperor Jing improperly handled, causing Beiliang to break with Daxia, and finally fell to Tuguhun, and the southwest and northwest were attacked across the board.

At that time, the court could only urge her father to fight, and that was the time when the father hit an arrow, and the untimely treatment of the army left a curse, leading to the final death of illness.

Thinking of this, Fu Yanqing's eyes suddenly sank, and she couldn't let Ju Quyan die here.