Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Look at the back, everyone is happy Dragon Boat Festival, there are meat dumplings to eat. Now the princess has become his majesty, and his majesty has become his majesty. Both of them are getting more and more, 233333

"Cough...cough..." This sentence directly shocked Fu Yanqing. She accidentally choked on her saliva and couldn't help covering her mouth and coughing. She met Zhao Ziyan when she was young. At that time, the core in her was more than 20 years old. Zhao Ziyan was a child in her heart. Now that she has grown up, even though she is a little uncomfortable with such evildoers, she still feels she is Is a child. But what the child said was really not a child, which made her feel weird and embarrassed.

Working hard, Fu Yanqing's face is even more condensed. How could a good child be nurtured, Zhao Moqian's mother and daughter are indeed not good things.

Seeing her choking, Zhao Ziyan hurriedly poured a glass of water and wanted to pass it to her, but Fu Yanqing said in a condensed voice, "What do you want, your Royal Highness?"

Zhao Ziyan paused, and his eyes were a little puzzled and bitter. Why did he finally come back, and he just acquiesced in it, but suddenly refused to recognize her.

After taking a breath, Zhao Ziyan's expression also faded: "What can I do, I have made such a sacrifice to save your life. Let you go out and die like this, I really lost it. Prince Yu's Mansion is not simple. Zhao Moqian is even more difficult. It is easy for you to come in, but if you are found out, it is absolutely difficult to get out of your body when you go out."

Fu Yanqing pursed her lips. She naturally understood this, but Zhao Ziyan was not safe here. In case it hurt her, this was definitely not what she thought.

"His Royal Highness is bothered, I have my own way."

Zhao Ziyan looked at her in silence for a moment, and then said: "I'm not a generous person, you owe me, naturally you have to pay it back. Besides, you also know my secret, just let you go, I don't worry."

"Then what do you want?" Fu Yanqing frowned slightly.

"Stay here for the time being. Tomorrow my own mansion should also be prepared. I need to go over and take a look. Then you will pretend to be my attendant and follow me out."

Fu Yanqing hesitated a bit. Although Zhao Ziyan had no status in Prince Yu's Mansion, he was also a good cover target, but...

"If you go out by yourself, once you are found out, it will be difficult for your companions to stand by. As long as there is no movement in the mansion, they can still wait, but once..." Zhao Ziyan did not finish, but Fu Yanqing naturally understood.

After lowering her eyebrows and thinking for a moment, Fu Yanqing bowed and bowed to Zhao Ziyan, but Zhao Ziyan immediately raised her hand to stop her: "I don't like these fake gifts. Just remember how much you owe me. It's late at night, I'm tired, let's rest first. ."

Zhao Ziyan rubbed his forehead, his face a little tired.

Seeing that her face was still pale, Fu Yanqing thought that she was hurt before, and after listening to the previous conversation, she should have returned in the middle of the night. And the people just now were not surprised at this, they should have done something for Zhao Moqian. Thinking of this, my heart was angry and painful, but I didn't have a stand to ask any more, so I nodded.

Zhao Ziyan left the compartment and listened attentively. There are still people coming and going outside, and it seems that he has not given up the search. He got up and locked the door, then raised his hand and gestured a few times on the door bolt and the window. Turning back, Fu Yanqing realized that it was a thin silver thread of hair, which Zhao Ziyan had pulled on the door deliberately.

Zhao Ziyan, who had done this, took off the shirt he was wearing. Looking at Fu Yanqing, who is sitting like a god, her hair is still wet and dripping at the moment. She can only be regarded as a pretty face, but her eyes are elegant and beautiful. Such a seemingly ordinary person, but because of his slightly cool temperament, looks very attractive.

Zhao Ziyan examined it carefully, took the dry towel, and handed it to her: "The night in the capital is very cold, you will dry your hair carefully, and you will have a headache tomorrow."

Fu Yanqing was stunned, but still took it, and wiped off her wet long hair a little bit.

At this time, the candlelight that was deliberately dimmed by Zhao Ziyan was swaying slightly, and the shadows in the ground were also swaying. Fu Yanqing looked up and saw Zhao Ziyan leaning on the bedside, looking at her dumbfounded.

"Your Highness won't rest, it's late."

Zhao Ziyan recovered, yawned delicately, and pointed his finger at the beauty couch under him: "Well, it's time to rest, turn off the lights, and go to sleep."

Fu Yanqing nodded, raised her hand and waved a strong wind, and the faint candlelight died out. Then, she was sitting on a chair beside her with her eyes closed and rested.

Zhao Ziyan looked at the silhouette hidden in the dark, and said helplessly: "Come on, here is a place for you to sleep."

Fu Yanqing frowned in the darkness, and then whispered in a low voice: "His Royal Highness said and laughed..."

"Do you think it is funny?" Zhao Ziyan's voice was slightly depressed, with a hint of sarcasm, making Fu Yanqing a little dull in her heart.

The man dressed in white singles got up from the couch and approached Fu Yanqing. In the night, her face was not clear, but the scent of the soap after the bath mixed with the faint fragrance of her body, but it could not be concealed by the night. She leaned too close, and even a warm breath brushed her face, making Fu Yanqing a little touched. Such Zhao Ziyan really grew up.

It was only with emotion that the person who was a little bit taller in front of him made Fu Yanqing faintly oppressed at this moment. She was about to retreat, suddenly her waist was numb, her body suddenly limp, and she threw directly into Zhao Ziyan's refreshing embrace with water vapor.

With a smile in his eyes, Zhao Ziyan embraced Fu Yanqing with one hand and slid to the bend of his legs with one hand, put the person firmly in his arms, and walked towards the bed.

Although Fu Yanqing refused to recognize Zhao Ziyan, she didn't have the slightest defense against her, so that she was attacked by her, and was ashamed and annoyed for a while, gritted her teeth and shouted, "Zhao Ziyan!"

Zhao Ziyan paused, then laughed lowly after a moment, with a soft and pleasant voice: "Why don't you call your Highness? Don't you recognize me?"

Fu Yanqing took a deep breath, helpless, but the anger in her heart was inexplicably annihilated by her cheerful laughter.

Putting the person gently on the inside of the bed, Zhao Ziyan lay on the side with him. Feeling Fu Yanqing's uncomfortableness, she smiled slightly and whispered: "It's late at night, let's rest. I will send you away tomorrow morning."

After speaking, she took advantage of the situation with her left hand, and the silver thread wrapped around her wrist lightly, then closed her eyes and lay quietly beside Fu Yanqing. In the night, the delicate outline fell in the eyes of Fu Yanqing, who looked soft and well-behaved. Let her who wanted to speak, silently swallow all the voices, Zhao Ziyan, tired. Thinking of her exceptionally proficient movements, I am afraid that it has been doing this for a long time, and being in a wolf's den, I am afraid that it is difficult to sleep peacefully at night. The pity in my heart can no longer be suppressed, and the remorse of the year faintly resurfaced.

Less than a moment later, her breathing was shallow, and it was obvious that she had fallen into a sweet dream. Upon seeing this, Fu Yanqing couldn't help but feel softened. After so many years of not seeing her, the sense of strangeness has not been able to obliterate the five-year relationship between them.

It's just... This time she came to Beijing, it can be said that she will directly confront Zhao Moqian. Although the investigations in the past few years have not found much of Zhao Ziyan's movement, she still firmly believes that Zhao Ziyan will not be that simple. However, she wants everything to do so, it must be that they still need to be afraid of their mother and daughter. She is only for the Southwest Palace, and there is no need to involve her. If the matter is resolved, it will not be too late to mention the matter at that time. At the moment, the most important thing for her is to leave Prince Yu's Mansion as soon as possible.

In such divergent thoughts, Fu Yanqing actually fell asleep together...

The next day, Fu Yanqing woke up. The acupuncture points on her body had already been unlocked. She didn't have the numbness and soreness of blood clotting when she moved her body. Fu Yanqing looked at the young woman lying quietly next to her with some complexity, feeling in her heart. Difficult.

He was staring at the delicate face of the sleeping person, but he heard a faint sound. The person who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a sharp condensation in the black eyes. It just disappeared instantly when she saw Fu Yanqing, and then she raised her hand to quickly close the silver thread, and put Fu Yanqing on the bed with her right hand, covering it tightly with a brocade.

But for an instant the door was pushed open, and the hidden bolt also bounced aside.

Zhao Ziyan sat up in a daze, looked at Zhao Moqian who was dressed in purple brocade, coughed a few times with a pale face, and whispered: "His Royal Highness Seven."

Zhao Moqian's gaze paused at the half-covered bed curtain, and then slowly looked around, only to finally fall on Zhao Ziyan.

"I came back late last night?"

Zhao Ziyan pursed his lips and nodded.

"Originally thought you were really as good as your mother concubine said, but you can get a roster, but you can get hurt. Don't tell me, you didn't get something?."

Zhao Ziyan got up slowly, the curtain fell, and went straight to the side cabinet, took out a cloth bag, and handed it to Zhao Moqian.

Zhao Moqian took the things and flipped through the pages, his eyes condensed slightly, and the corners of his mouth sneered. Slowly walked to Zhao Ziyan, who was a little bent: "Sister Nine Emperor Gods, it seems that you can move into the new mansion today. I want to be very happy."

Seeing Zhao Ziyan lowered his head and didn't say a word, Zhao Moqian said gently: "The emperor's sister is happy to give you first. But...hehe, don't think that you have forgotten your identity when you leave Prince Yu's Mansion."

Zhao Ziyan whispered: "Ziyan doesn't dare."

"It's okay if you don't dare, your little thought, don't think I don't know." She seemed to be very happy, and chuckled a few times: "If you can be obedient, you won't be embarrassed every month."

After that, he turned and left with the roster, walked to the door and paused: "You should also know something about what happened last night. The thing that the assassin took is very important to me. You ask the Scarlet Shadow Guard to give me a good one. Check it in the capital to see if there is any wind."

"Yes."

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps outside that Zhao Ziyan walked over and closed the door slowly. When he returned, Fu Yanqing had already stood up.

Looking at Fu Yanqing with a complicated expression, Zhao Ziyan smiled quite self-deprecatingly, went to find a set of clothes and handed it to Fu Yanqing: "Put on this, your clothes can't be worn anymore. I'll take you out later."

Fu Yanqing changed her clothes and said to herself that Zhao Ziyan's heart was as fine as dust. I was evasive last night, I don't know when she will completely cover up the traces she left in the house. Thinking of Zhao Moqian's words, his brows wrinkled fiercely. How many dangerous things did that person make Zhao Ziyan do? What does it mean to not make her suffer every month?

When he walked out of the screen, Zhao Ziyan was also neatly packed, wearing a water-colored brocade dress with a moiré embossed bottom, and a pair of tassels hanging on both sides of his waist, making the waist with a light jade belt slender. The hair is very casually tied with a white hosta, so it looks like an ordinary lady, not more than Zhao Moqian, it is rich or expensive at first glance. It's just that the whole person looks refreshed and neat, with the soft facial features, making people very comfortable.

In the rush last night, just a glimpse of the surprise made Fu Yanqing amazed and inexplicable. Now, seeing the child who hadn't seen her in eight years grow into such a slim appearance now, Fu Yanqing couldn't help but take a few more glances. The previous generation of Zhao Ziyan was also very beautiful, but was covered by gloom, but the people in front of her were clean and soft.

When Zhao Ziyan saw her staring at herself in a daze, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Wait for a while, I'll go out. You are the clothes of a servant in the palace, and I will take you out later."

Seeing the smile in her eyes, Fu Yanqing averted her gaze unnaturally: "Thank you, His Royal Highness Jiu, for your help."

Zhao Ziyan just glanced at her, his face calm.

The author has something to say: Zhao Ziyan was introduced into the hall by Shangyi. At this moment, the Zhonghua Hall has completely changed its appearance. The hall is covered with a red carpet, embroidered with dragons and phoenixes on the screen, and there is a mahogany imperial case outside. The Yi shouted: "Please, your Majesty, go down with the palace in ceremonies."

At the end of the speech, the attendants around Zhao Ziyan helped Fu Yanqing to go around behind the screen. The emperor did not need a hijab to get married. The Mianyu on Zhao Ziyan's head was also replaced by a hair crown. The two of them clearly saw the appearance of their sweetheart at this moment. . Zhao Ziyan is also a woman. The dragon robe is not straightforward, but it is worn by women. It is just a lot cleaner than Fu Yanqing's complicated phoenix robe. The two fought against each other, one elegant and dignified, the other beautiful and elegant. The one who served is the beautiful princess Tiancheng, and the courtesans on the side couldn't help but admire.

"Your Majesty and Your Majesty, please drink and drink." The people on the left and right held the glass, Zhao Ziyan took it, and the ink-colored eyes stared at Fu Yanqing for an instant.

"Congratulations to your majesty and the queen, raise the case with eyebrows and white heads together! Please, your majesty and your highness make sacrifices." After drinking the wine, you have to sacrifice to the heavens and ancestors. After some toss, it is finally over.

Shang Yi smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please change your clothes individually."

After Fu Yanqing was introduced into the screen, Liuli Liuyu carefully removed the phoenix crown and robe for her, wearing only a middle coat. Behind Longfengxi’s bed, there was a tent of Baizi, and Dahongxi’s bed was also covered with Baizi quilt. Although they had already had Zhou Gong’s gift before, the formal bridal banquet still made her nervous and shy.

Liu Yu and the others blushed and hurriedly said with a smile: "Your Highness can go to the bed now. Your Majesty will come over after changing your clothes."

When the words fell, Zhao Ziyan walked in quickly: "You don't have to follow the etiquette." As far as Zhao Ziyan is concerned, the two of them should be equal, so letting her lie on the bed and wait for her luck, always feel that it is not to Fu Yanqing. Respect, she doesn't like it.

Liu Yu waited with a wink, and blessed the body: "Yes, the slave and maid will retire first. Your Majesty, this Xipa..." Liuli said aloud, and both Zhao Ziyan and Fu Yanqing blushed immediately.

Liuli shut his mouth in a hurry, and hurriedly retreated, but he blushed and muttered to himself, the last time your Highness...Luo Hong still kept them, what can I do with this hipa? Is it possible that your majesty... the more I think about it, the more crooked, Liuli shook his head and ran away blushing.

The two stood facing each other, looking at the hipa on the plate, they were a little embarrassed and amused, Zhao Ziyan took the lead in speaking, "This...it doesn't need to be, I..." After that, she whispered a little annoyed. Muttering to myself: "I would have been less anxious if I knew it a long time ago."

Fu Yanqing heard it very embarrassingly. It was really helpless to be entangled with such problems in this wedding night.

Fortunately, Zhao Ziyan only struggled for a moment, and then sat over and kneaded Fu Yanqing's shoulders: "Is it very tired? Your phoenix crown is heavier than my Mianyu. It was originally a happy day, but it made you tired."

Fu Yanqing squinted comfortably, and said with a chuckle: "Although I am tired, I am happy."

Zhao Ziyan's hand moved for a while, and he brought Fu Yanqing into his arms, put his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed her cheek in a low voice: "I am happy too, very happy."

After that, she seemed to think of something. She took a small cloth bag from her arms, twisted a piece of pastry and stuffed it into Fu Yanqing's mouth: "I'm afraid it will be a day in the future and eat, and I don't care about the meals just now."

"Pouch" Fu Yanqing ate the sweet pastries and couldn't help but laugh. Only when the sacrifices were made, two people had to eat together. The people who prepared these didn't expect their Majesty to eat so much that they didn't prepare enough.

"I'm fine, you can eat more when you are hungry, but you can't hungry our majesty."

Knowing that Fu Yanqing loves to tease her appetite, Zhao Ziyan ate another piece of mandarin duck cake, and said quite positively: "That's natural, but it will be my bridal chamber with Qing'er later. If I don't have enough, how can I have the strength to serve my queen."

Fu Yanqing flushed, and said, "I don't know how to be ashamed."

"Qing'er." Zhao Ziyan looked at her powdered cheeks, his heart moved slightly, his hands were still on her slender waist, but people slowly got closer, she covered Fu Yanqing's ears and whispered: "Qing'er Are you still hungry?"

The ambiguous and fiery mutter clearly conveyed the desire of the people behind him, Fu Yanqing lowered her eyes and shook her head. Immediately under her body, she was beaten and hugged by Zhao Ziyan in her arms. She is now wearing a regular dress, simple and elegant. Only the dragon pattern on the front of the neck shows the person holding her at this moment. Not only her wife, but also the most noble one in Daxia. The emperor.

With a warm smile in his eyes, Zhao Ziyan looked at her low, and walked directly towards Longfengxi bed with the person in his arms, gently placed the person on the Baizi quilt, Zhao Ziyan knelt down on the bed, propped up and looked at her newly married His wife, the beauty of today makes her heart tremble, with smiles and shyness in the corners of her eyes, just looking at her softly.

"Qing'er, are we married?" She was suddenly a little unsure, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, we are married." Fu Yanqing stretched out her hand to touch her face, and said softly.

Zhao Ziyan lowered his eyelids, smiled brilliantly, then bowed his head and kissed the soft red lips, biting and licking, making her warm and moist.

Fu Yanqing stretched out her hand to wrap her neck and opened her lips to let her in, and then she was hooked and playful, extremely lingering. When the two of them snorted slightly, Fu Yanqing raised her hand to draw Zhao Ziyan's hairpin. She also put the jade crown aside, and her beautiful black hair was scattered, making her itchy.

There have been many entanglements between the two, and everything will follow. Zhao Ziyan cooperated with Fu Yanqing to take off his clothes, and then they soon met in sincere sincerity.

Gently covering Fu Yanqing's body, Zhao Ziyan wrapped her waist, while kissing her, slowly rubbing her hand against her sensitive waist, igniting her desire and looking. Then she covered the beautiful softness in front of her eyes and caressed gently. Fu Yanqing's breathing was sudden and rapid, and a soft groan overflowed from her nose, and she called out, "An'er." She was too gentle, and she felt very tortured from time to time.

Zhao Ziyan panted lightly to respond to her, his lips slowly moved down to kiss the seductive Hongrui, forcing Fu Yanqing to gasp in a hurry, overflowing with an extremely charming moan, and Zhao Ziyan looked at her in surprise: "Qing'er ."

Fu Yanqing was so embarrassed that she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, refusing to speak or look at Zhao Ziyan. Zhao Ziyan chuckled lightly and kissed her forehead: "I like your voice."

After that, she continued to bury her head and drag her, Fu Yanqing hugged her, raised her neck, enduring the constant turbulent feeling.

Zhao Ziyan saw that her face was full of drunkenness, a hand began to slip between her legs, where it was already very wet, she gently rubbed, and the strokes made Fu Yanqing's repressed low groan turn into breathless groan. The body stretched tighter and tighter.

Zhao Ziyan loved the way Fu Yanqing was when she was emotional, with blurred eyes, he would cling to her closely, make a pleasant sound, and whisper her name, making her feel agitated.

Seeing that Fu Yanqing became more intolerable, Zhao Ziyan didn't toss her anymore, and went deep along the source of the water. Because it was moist enough and the entry was very smooth, Fu Yanqing shivered all over, hugging Zhao Ziyan tightly, and a long moan overflowed from her throat. Zhao Ziyan kissed her with a smile, then pressed her tightly, twitched slowly, and then suddenly became intense.

Fu Yanqing felt that she was about to suffocate, and the impact under her body was getting faster and faster, as if she went straight down to her soul, breaking her mind. She never felt that she was a enthusiastic person, but facing Zhao Ziyan, she was very sensitive. , Any action, even without skill, can make her throb, not to mention the people who are in her body at this moment are full of tricks, and in the end she can only put her legs on Zhao Ziyan’s waist and accept everything she gives, with Her movements climbed higher and higher. In the end, she was forced to cry: "Ann...An'er...no...you bastard."

Zhao Ziyan's breathing was also very messy. After listening to her words, he laughed and coaxed her: "It's me asshole, Qing'er...It's almost healed." After that, he rubbed her sensitive parts again.

Fu Yanqing snorted, only feeling that her thoughts turned into splendor, exploded in her mind, and her whole body was tense.

Zhao Ziyan hugged Fu Yanqing, did not immediately withdraw, but kissed her lovingly, feeling her slight twitch.

Fu Yanqing's eyes were out of focus, and when she came back, she found that Zhao Ziyan was still in her body, blushing and said, "You...you go out."

Zhao Ziyan smiled and moved his fingers, Fu Yanqing immediately tightened his mouth and quivered. Reluctant to toss in the end, Zhao Ziyan kissed her and retired, making Fu Yanqing, who had only recovered from the lingering rhyme, embarrassed.

"Qing'er." Zhao Ziyan looked soft, hugged her gently, and said in a low voice: "I love you."

Listening to her heartbeat, Fu Yanqing turned around after a while and said seriously: "I know, I love you too, very much."

The two lie face to face, staring at each other silently, the deep affection in their eyes, which makes people fascinated.

Fu Yanqing turned sideways, kissed her, and then pressed down on Zhao Ziyan's body, and whispered: "Your Majesty, is the night still long?"

Zhao Ziyan lowered her eyelids and smiled sullenly, then raised her eyes. The waves of her eyes turned so violently. She looked like a gentleman and said with a chuckle: "Please humble the Queen."

Fu Yanqing couldn't help but laughed, and quickly bowed her head to kiss her. The heat that had just subsided instantly ignited, Zhao Ziyan's eyes were moist and beautiful, and her queen was allowed to cast marks on her.

Baizi's account swayed gently, fascinated and ambiguous. The red candles in the Chonghua Hall were lit, and the lights were intertwined with each other. In the sound of the bursting of the candles, breathless and low groans appeared occasionally, mixed with the gentle whispers of breathing, and the night was still long.

A night of frantic and intoxicating entanglement, the young empress still hugged and slept in a dream. The dragon and phoenix candles on the candlestick have been burned out, and there are tears of candles piled up.

Originally the newly married empress needed to visit the queen mother, but no one of Jingdi’s concubines was qualified to be the queen mother, it can be saved, but after the marriage, the ancestral temple is reported to the ancestral temple, and the sacrifices still need to be busy. Liuyu and Liuli watch There is no movement in the sleeping hall, hesitating what to do.

I heard from the palace person who was watching last night that the movement was still not strong by the third watch, it is probably the newlywed Yaner, who was a little indulgent.

Li Sheng is also a little anxious. Although there is no need to ask the Queen Mother for peace, your majesty's biological mother is still waiting to drink the new tea.

Fortunately, finally heard the call inside, Liu Yu went in to greet, and quickly ordered the left and right clothes to be sent in.

Liuli Liuyu hurriedly changed clothes and freshened for the two of them, and the person who came here specially collected the red-dyed hipa, and respectfully stepped back. Liuyu saw it, and couldn't help but look at Zhao Ziyan.

The maid who made the bed on the side was flushed with shame, and quickly finished tidying up. Zhao Ziyan looked at Fu Yanqing with a smile at the corner of his mouth, stroking the thumb of his left hand, the affection in his eyes was undisguised, which made the people of the palace envious.

Since ancient times, the emperor is affectionate and affectionate. Seeing the unignorable tenderness and sweetness between Zhao Ziyan and Fu Yanqing, and seeing so many indifferent and unrighteous people in the deep palace, I am even more impressed.

Wen Ruyan woke up early in the morning. After all, her child was finally married and could sleep anywhere, but she was not in a hurry. The young man was unavoidably ridiculous, and laughed at the thought of Wen Ruyan.