Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Zhao Ziyan was a little shocked, but after the shock, more people were puzzled. Why did Qing'er know? There was too much curiosity and too many doubts about her. Zhao Ziyan turned his head to look at Fu Yanqing, and said in a daze: "Qing'er, you are a god, you know the future. Why else do you seem to know everything and predict everything so accurately? "

Fu Yanqing looked down at her, then removed her eyes after a long while, and said in a low voice: "I am not a god, but a person who is too ordinary to be ordinary. How can mortals spy on heaven, if there is, besides God's kindness, A painful price has to be paid."

Her voice was low, and Liuliban's eyes were filled with heavy pain, but the wind quickly cleared and the clouds were clear. But Zhao Ziyan's heart was tight, and she saw this look again. When I was young, I accompanied her, and every time I secretly went to see her, I often met him in a daze. That was how he looked back then. She moved her throat up and down, and then said with a little bit of pain: "Then Qing'er, did she learn all this because of the painful price she paid?"

Fu Yanqing saw that she wanted to know but carefully considered her emotions, and smiled, as if to completely let go of something: "God is still fair, no one is exception."

Zhao Ziyan's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hands to prop up his body, a little nervously said: "What's the price?"

Fu Yanqing gently hugged her, and said warmly: "It's all over, and I get more than the price. I thought I would be alone for the rest of my life, seeking a living for the Southwest Palace. However, God actually gave it. I was so kind that I met you, and then, I was no longer alone, and you were desperately giving me what I asked for." Fu Yanqing's eyes were reddish, looking straight at her, her eyes couldn't change. Gentleness.

Zhao Ziyan's heart was hot as she confessed her true feelings, and a cluster of flames seemed to be ignited in her ink-colored eyes. She stared at Fu Yanqing, and then smiled lightly: "I think you were given to me by God. I often I thought, that day without you, I would have fallen to the bottom of the water. And in the following years, without you, I couldn’t imagine how I would survive. Even if I live, I’m afraid that life would be worse than death."

She spoke sweetly here, but Fu Yanqing felt her heart was blocked and uncomfortable. In that life, this person lived a life like that. Without her, there was nothing, so gloomy as if there was no vitality.

Finding that Fu Yanqing suddenly became a little sad, Zhao Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, and said anxiously: "What's the matter?"

Fu Yanqing just looked at her, but didn't reply immediately. Zhao Ziyan tightened his brows, turned around and gently held her face, with a little pain in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Do you know that I have too much curiosity about you, too much puzzle. At the beginning of the year Knowing you, I am still a little ignorant, but I just think you are too special. I am not much older than me, but I know a lot. When I am with you, I always feel that I am really a child. At that time I thought you were unhappy, I thought it was. Because of the worry about the palace, I think about it now, but it's not all. You know the treasures of the emperor in detail before, and you have almost experienced it yourself. Your look there is also quite strange. You saw me get Ziyu that day. It’s the same. This time you are so determined to return to Beijing, and so is it. I don’t want to force you to tell me all this. In fact, it seems harmless to not know. But I don’t see you feel uncomfortable because of it, and...more afraid to touch those times. Your appearance makes me feel both powerless and incompetent."

Zhao Ziyan was a little bit slumped at the end when he said that, he let go of his hand and lowered his head no longer looking at Fu Yanqing. Fu Yanqing's eyes dangled so badly, she didn't know, she didn't know that this person was so sensitive.

Reaching out to help her head up, Fu Yanqing looked at her softly, then kissed her on the cheek, and said with a gentle smile: "It's me that is not good. Originally, you and I have promised each other for life, so I shouldn't hide it from you. It’s just that these things are too unbelievable. I’ve been trapped in it for more than ten years, but I’ll accept it completely. Besides, it is indeed past, and there is no trace of it except for those memories. So I’m telling you , Do not take it too seriously, just as if I told you a dream, a long and real dream."

For Zhao Ziyan and Fu Yanqing, I really trust her wholeheartedly. Now that she has experienced this experience, it is even more affectionate. Since it has caused her troubles, it is nothing to tell her. As a result, she spoke in detail, bit by bit, her tone very calm, as if she were to tell the story of others, no pain, no despair and resentment. From the first encounter in Taiyechi, to the companionship in his youth, he finally became a confidant and treated each other with heart. After a drastic change, those betrayed, deceived, exploited, killed the killer, and the Southwest Palace was destroyed. Now in retrospect, it is definitely a memory that I don’t want to mention again for a lifetime. Now the story does not bring too much emotion. It is just flat narration, and this dream Whispered.

But no matter how indifferent she was, when she learned the truth in her memory, the tearing regret and despair still made her difficult to relieve. The hands around her waist are tightly tied, and the body next to her has a warm temperature, making her ironing and comfortable. The person whose chest rose and fell sharply, resisting anger, but kept tapping her on the back, gave her endless comfort and warmth.

Focusing on Zhao Ziyan, her eyes were filled with shock and pain, her face was gloomy and terrible, and her legs were inconvenient. She tried to sit upright, tilting her body and holding Fu Yanqing firmly in her arms. Even though the overwhelming anger and heartache in her heart at the moment forced her nowhere to vent, she still remembered that the most important thing was to comfort the person in her arms first.

Fu Yanqing rubbed her forehead, the wave of memories in her eyes was completely replaced by a soft smile, tilted her head and smiled: "Your face is so stinky."

Zhao Ziyan was able to hold on to the trouble with her appearance, and his face was relieved, but his voice was still dull: "That's not a dream, right?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Yanqing's eyes, and she smiled: "If it weren't a dream, I might be a demon. How can anyone come back to life with memories that shouldn't have appeared."

Zhao Ziyan's distress was overwhelming. She didn't know, she didn't know that Fu Yanqing had experienced so much. She thought she was just preparing for a rainy day and worried about the future of the Southwest Palace. She had never thought that she had experienced such heartbreaking pain and was so cautious.

I couldn’t help holding the person in my arms again, and said dumbly: "I...I would rather you never remember those. But... I don’t remember, the encounter between you and me is limited to that one missed encounter, and you will be deceived by her, but Remember those... I love you again. You stupid, why do you keep holding back. How sad it would be to keep those pasts alone."

Fu Yanqing was still smiling, but her eye circles were still red. She blinked and said in a low voice: "It was sad before, especially in the first years, when I had to face them under pressure, but now, I feel very happy. ."

"What are you happy about?" Zhao Ziyan heard her mentioning Zhao Mojian, and his murderous intent gradually rose in his eyes, but he was still bored.

"Because of the contrast, I know how lucky I am to have you."

She was grateful for Zhao Mojian's shelter and for everything she had done for herself. But Zhao Mojian and Zhao Ziyan are too far apart. Zhao Mojian treats her as thoughtful, but there is always a layer of things between them, probably in front of her. In addition to being a friend, Fu Yanqing is still attached to her. Subordinate. Even if Zhao Mojian spoke to her about her thoughts in the end, Fu Yanqing had not experienced the slightest fluctuation other than shock.

But with Zhao Ziyan, besides being relaxed, it is also pleasure. I felt happy when I was teasing her, but I was sometimes teased by her. Zhao Ziyan's thoughtfulness is straightforward and careful. He treats her as best as possible, but he deliberately fears that she will be burdened. Probably, this is the difference between true intentions and false intentions, or the biggest difference between the two, that is, if Zhao Mojian treats her well, it makes her know how good she is. As for Zhao Ziyan, he thought this way at first, but in the end he stupidly stuck himself all in.

Thinking of this, Fu Yanqing couldn't help but laugh. Zhao Ziyan was taken aback, and asked her: "What are you laughing at?"

Fu Yanqing seemed to be shining brightly, and said with a smile: "You and Zhao Mo are indeed sisters, and they look like a lot of calculations."

Zhao Ziyan's face suddenly flushed red, anxious and angry, with grievances: "I am different from her, how can I treat you so badly? She is a cold-blooded person!" Looking at a beautiful face, he was angry. She became a bun and was so wronged. Fu Yanqing smiled more and more happily. She raised her eyebrows: "Your original plan was not to make me bear your love, so that I can't really be irrelevant to you?"

Zhao Ziyan's ears were red immediately, and his eyes dodged: "You...how do you know."

Fu Yanqing chuckled, "An'er, I have lived for two lifetimes, do you think I can't tell?"

After speaking, she rubbed her ears again, her eyes lingering with emotion: "But you are different from her. She asks for profit and you are for love. She won't suffer a little loss, you fool, but what? She swallowed it all by herself.” At the beginning, she was worried about Zhao Ziyan's temperament. She was afraid that she would suffer a big loss in the future, and secretly hoped that she could combine with Zhao Mojian. Fortunately, this person is hers now, um, it's okay to be stupid, she will love her well and compensate her.

Zhao Ziyan was so hot with her eyes that she didn't care about it at the moment, leaning over the red lips that made her fascinated, and vaguely said: "I don't want to suffer, I want sweet."

Because Le Yao had set off to Yizhou before, Zhao Ziyan had already sent someone to deliver the letter to her, hoping to stop her halfway. But at the moment, Sheng Yu was a little unsure in the capital. Since being rescued by Le Yao, the two exchanges have become more frequent. Uncle Qin originally admired Le Yao, and saw that she had saved his own lady regardless of her life, and his impression of her was even worse. After three days and two, Sheng Yu asked people to come over for dinner. Later, Le Yao became a frequent visitor to the Sheng family. Although Sheng Yu didn't have a very good impression of Le Yao when he first met, he almost completely changed it later.

Not to mention that she saved her life, Sheng Yu admires Le Yao for the two people's cooperation in the imperial business. Which business man is not a cunning and cunning, and although Da Xia is much tolerant to women, he despises them. There is no longer a minority. When discussing business with those merchants in the capital, few thoughts would definitely be eaten up to the bones. When Leyao took the shot, there was no business that could not be won, and Sheng Yu finally convinced the merchants in the capital to evaluate her. For women, most of them are a little jealous of opponents who are equal to them, but if they really recognize it, they appreciate it more, so the relationship between the two develops rapidly.

Sheng Yu has a cold temper, but Le Yao is just the opposite. It is like a ball of flame anytime and anywhere, bright and open but paying attention to proportions, which makes people very comfortable.

But half a month ago, I received a letter from Yizhou, saying that His Royal Highness Nine and A Jin were suffering and fell into the Yongdi Mausoleum. Then soon there was news that His Royal Highness Nine was dead and life and death were unknown. Fortunately, A Jin was. Safe and sound. Le Yao couldn't sit still at the moment, so anxious, she handed Biyu Pavilion to the shopkeeper and asked her to help take care of it, and hurried to Yizhou. Although she knew the relationship between His Royal Highness Nine and A Jin, she was also very anxious, but when she saw Le Yao's face turned pale, she looked like a thunderbolt in the blue sky, and she felt a little bit unclear in her anxiety, although she didn't know much. But Shengyu knew that it was a little uncomfortable.

After returning to his senses and realizing that she was in a daze again, Sheng Yu couldn't help but patted her head, turned to look at Qin Bo and kept looking at her, his face suddenly condensed, and said quietly: "Qin Bo, what's the matter?"

"The young lady is lost again, but do you want to miss Le Yao again?" Since the relationship between his own lady and Le Yao has improved, he has stopped calling her Le Yao.

Sheng Yu was almost frowning when she heard it, with a cold expression on her face, and quickly said: "I think what she is doing, Qin Bo, are you very free?"

Why doesn't Uncle Qin understand her, the more serious she is, the more she wants to cover her up, but he didn't dare to arouse her anymore, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Fortunately, fortunately, it's not too idle."

Sheng Yu adjusted his clothes and said, "That means I'm not busy anymore. The ledger at the end of July has not yet been completed. Let Qin take a look at it." After finishing speaking, he left quickly, regardless of Qin Bo's tongue-in-cheek appearance. . With a hint of shame in his eyes, he said to himself: "I haven't seen a bit of news after going there for more than half a month. I have something to think about."

The author has something to say: confess, your highness is going back. Your Majesty or Lord, this is a problem.