Rebirth of Qing Xin Fu Yan

Fu Yanqing did not go to Zhao Ziyan, but sat under the locust tree, took two altars of green bamboo leaves, and leaned on the locust tree to pour and drink. She prefers to use this pottery bowl rather than sip and drink slowly with a wine glass. In the past years, she led troops on expeditions and spent more than a year in the southwest and northwest areas. Especially in Northwest Daying, the climate is very bad. When wind and sand are everywhere, the whole northwest is bleak. The northwest wind in the new winter season is bitterly cold. Even if it is wrapped in thick cotton clothes, you can still feel the bone cold.

Therefore, for the border guards, who have always been highly disciplined, drinking has become a must for everyone. Fu Yanqing’s drinking volume almost took a qualitative leap during those days. The most authentic spirits in the northwest, one bite into the stomach, and the spicy drink makes the limbs and limbs warm. Don't have a taste.

Since rebirth, she has refrained from drinking because she needs to be absolutely sober. Although she hasn't drunk for a long time, she could not drink badly. If it hadn't been for Zhao Ziyan's calculation of her last time, she would never have been drunk in one pot.

Here again, I couldn't help but think of her, causing Fu Yanqing to frown unhappily. He picked up the wine jar and filled it up again, and drank it clean in one sip. It has been a long time since she indulged herself in booze, Fu Yanqing's face was flushed, and her eyes became moisturized. Raising her eyes and looking at the sky where there was only a trace of the setting sun, she was very interested at this time, and she directly picked up the wine jar and raised her head to pick up the pouring crystal liquor. She fell to the ground in a hurry, and the wine that was too late to drink fell all the way from her neck along the corners of her lips, wet a part of her clothes.

Just when she felt joyful, a gust of wind blew over, and then one hand directly took the wine jar over. She was drinking and was enjoying herself. She was interrupted at the moment and couldn't help but curled her eyebrows. Then she raised her head slowly and saw Zhao Ziyan frowning at her, with a little anger in her eyes.

Although Fu Yanqing's eyes were a little confused, he still could see that Zhao Ziyan's face was very poor, and in just one afternoon, he was a lot haggard.

Seeing her look like this, Fu Yanqing didn't go back to the wine jar, but relaxed her whole body leaning on the locust tree, and straightened her clothes: "Why do you look like this?"

Zhao Ziyan's eyes were a little sad, and he said condensedly: "Why are you drinking so much wine?"

After listening, Fu Yanqing raised her hand to wipe the liquor from the corner of her mouth, tilted her head and said, "Suddenly I want to drink it."

Zhao Ziyan don't open his eyes, don't look at her drunken and charming posture at this moment, but his eyes are on the empty wine jar, and it is even more uncomfortable. She put the little wine aside, and slowly squatted down beside Fu Yanqing.

Fu Yanqing seemed to speak clearly, but her eyes were drunk early. Seeing Zhao Ziyan squatting down, his eyes slowly moved down with her movements, looking at her rather casually.

Zhao Ziyan's throat moved, and then he said bitterly, "But because I...offended you at noon."

Seeing that she was so cautious in her words, she did not dare to look directly at her, Fu Yanqing's originally peaceful heart suddenly surged with anger. This little bastard, she has lived with her for five years at any rate, and although she reunited in only one month, she thinks that this friendship is far beyond that of many people. But she is always like this, seemingly obedient and well-behaved, but she loves to count her most, seemingly never concealed from her, but always concealing her from her own affairs.

When she touched the hidden situation, she deliberately teased her, or she would be a tortoise with her head shrunk and entangle herself there. This terribly bored temper really annoyed her.

I thought that she kissed herself for no reason. She didn't say anything. She ran to hide first and left her alone. I couldn't help but come to see her, and made such a dying look again, and said these things to her. The more I thought about it, the more angry, some slightly drunk people finally gave up their self-control, their eyes were cold, and they said coldly: "Otherwise, your Royal Highness thinks, why am I?"

Zhao Ziyan had never seen her such a stern expression, and his hair became cold, and the pain in his eyes became more intense, but in the end he smiled tragically and muttered in a low voice: "I know, it's okay, it's okay."

In this way, Fu Yanqing won't have to suffer any more in the future. She likes to be on her own and handles everything properly for her, which is also her own love.

But she didn't know that this sentence even ignited Fu Yanqing. She reached out and grabbed Zhao Ziyan by the collar, almost dragging people over, and squinted: "It's okay? You kissed me for no reason, and hid back in the house like that. The figure, but now you tell me that it’s okay?"

This was almost the first time that Zhao Ziyan saw Fu Yanqing's undisguised anger, and it seemed that it was not because she kissed her, but because she shouldn't have run away, and came back to say these things?

She was a little dazed at once, letting Fu Yanqing cling to her clothes tightly, her heart seemed to have returned from **** to heaven, but she felt helpless, which made her feel uncomfortable.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Fu Yanqing earnestly. At this moment, she was a little angry and a little impatient, and seemed to be waiting for her answer. The whole afternoon of tangled regrets, wandering and struggling, all found results in Fu Yanqing's eyes. After a while, she suddenly calmed down, and her former sanity seemed to have returned. She stretched out her hand to hold Fu Yanqing's hand, her delicate and beautiful face, with a trace of pampering and coaxing: "Hey, let go first, I have something to tell you."

Fu Yanqing, who was in a trance, was soothed by her usual appearance and allowed Zhao Ziyan to pull her hand away.

The white shirt on Zhao Ziyan's chest was wrinkled by her, and the white and delicate skin on the neck was flushed red. Fu Yanqing looked at her with regret, she seemed to be a little bit ignorant.

I was regretting it, but felt a little sore in my right hand, and was immediately wrapped in his hand and kneaded it gently.

Zhao Ziyan lowered his head to relieve her too hard, and some red hands, occasionally bowed his head and blew. The man just squatted in front of her like this, she could see the top of her hair, and the gesture full of care. The heart that was irritated by her suddenly warmed up. Looking at it blankly, she felt that Jiu Jin was a little bit on her head, her face was very hot, and her heart was beating fiercely.

When Zhao Ziyan saw that she was more comfortable, he let go of her hand, and raised his head and glanced into her somewhat disoriented eyes. At this moment, Fu Yanqing's cheeks were pink when she was drunk, and her eyes seemed to contain a puddle of water. The indifferent expression from the past disappeared, and she finally took on the look of her age.

Before drinking too quickly, she spilled a lot of it on her body, making her whole body carry a strong smell of wine, the wine stains on the corners of her lips have not been wiped off, a light crystal, falling on the thin red lips, slender and beautiful neck At the place, the wine was charming and left a trail until it was hidden in the white placket.

Zhao Ziyan felt that she was also drunk, and she was in a daze. Gently stretched out her right hand, brushed the wine on her lips, and then slowly fell on the soft lips. Here she just tasted it at noon, although it was only a shallow touch, but the wonderful touch was engraved in her heart.

Fu Yanqing narrowed her eyes, looked at the face of Qingwu who was approaching unknowingly in front of her, closed her eyes lightly, and let the faintly clear mind completely fall into chaos.

Different from being at a loss at noon, both of them knew well. Zhao Ziyan gently held the thin lips, as if tasting petals, and touching them gently. The soft and sweet taste, mixed with the aroma of green bamboo leaves, made her completely fascinated. She approached slowly, softly and gently, repeatedly, as if leaving.

Fu Yanqing never knew that a kiss can be lingering and tender to this point, and the other's movements are clearly a little bit green, but unexpectedly it makes her feel happy, can't bear a trace of disgust, but willing to sink.

I don't know how long the two have been fighting each other. When Zhao Ziyan let go of her with nostalgia, the two panted and breathed in their ears.

Fu Yanqing closed her eyes and her face was like a peach blossom. She seemed to be very drunk, but she leaned softly in Zhao Ziyan's arms.

Zhao Ziyan's eyes were all shining, as if a star fell into it, anyone could see how happy she was.

She gently embraced Fu Yanqing, then hugged Fu Yanqing in her arms and walked steadily towards the room. Fu Yanqing moved a little uncomfortably, Zhao Ziyan lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Hey, I will take you to rest. "

Fu Yanqing was lying on the bed, only feeling light and fluttering, but at this moment she was confused, but she still knew what had happened.

In the mist, she saw Zhao Ziyan leaning over and approaching: "Qing'er, does this mean that you are the same as me longing for you, and you are also enamoured of me?"

Fu Yanqing opened her eyes, then closed her eyes again, and said quietly: "Ordinary people, who dare to be so frivolous to me, have entered the Yellow Springs a long time ago."

After speaking, there was a pleasant low laughter in the ear, which was very pleasant, but at the end, Fu Yanqing felt a little trembling in a trance.

Her heart was stagnant, and she wanted to open her eyes, but was covered by a hand, and her elegant voice slowly sounded: "Then, if I leave you one day, what will happen to you?"

The brows of his men gathered, and the somewhat chaotic Fu Yanqing murmured: "If you leave me, I will forget you completely and never see you again."

Dimly, Fu Yanqing felt her hand tremble, and she was about to sink into a dream, and she vaguely heard a erratic voice.

"Then you have to remember, if I leave you, you will forget me completely..."

Next day

Fu Yanqing in her sleep suddenly opened her eyes. The room was already bright at the moment, with a little discomfort. She raised her hand to cover her eyes and shook her head secretly. She had forgotten, to live a lifetime again, this body is too strong for alcohol.

With emotion, a shadow covered her, and then a pair of cool hands pressed on both sides of her head, gently rubbing her.

This feeling should not be overwhelming. Suspiciously, the familiar voice rang softly: "Wake up? Does the head hurt?"

Fu Yanqing froze slightly, and the memory of half-awake and half-drunk last night suddenly came to mind. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw Zhao Ziyan's beautiful face, which was different from the slumping last night, she was quite radiant at the moment.

As for why she looked radiant, Fu Yanqing glanced at her thin pink lips and couldn't help but gently added her lower lip, but immediately froze. The person who tried to remain calm, his face blushed directly to the roots of his ears.

Seeing all her little movements in his eyes, Zhao Ziyan lowered his head and smiled. But she immediately got a look, stretched out her hand and touched her forehead: "Why is your face so red? Could it be that Jiu Jin hasn't retreated?"

Fu Yanqing sat up, avoided her hand, coughed lightly, and calmly said: "Why come here so early? There is no breakfast for you yet."

Zhao Ziyan's eyebrows were curled, watching her getting dressed, he sat at the table, holding his chin, and said, "Although there is no breakfast, you have Qinger."

Fu Yanqing paused with her hands, turned her back in silence, and tied the laces of her clothes.

Zhao Ziyan saw that the ruddy that had finally gone down hit her ears again, and the corners of her mouth smiled more and more. Why hadn't she noticed before that her Qing'er was so easily shy.

Fu Yanqing is also a little bored at the moment. She thinks that she has been very good at covering up her emotions for so many years. But didn't it just show your heart yesterday and then kissed it? That little **** has nothing to do. Why is she blushing in her forties?

Thinking about this, Fu Yanqing turned her back and got out of bed, and looked at Zhao Ziyan lightly: "Then you mean, you don't need to eat breakfast."

Although Zhao Ziyan loves to see her forbearing her shame, she is also reluctant to take it too much, so Wen laughed and said: "I can't eat it. It's just that you drank a lot of wine yesterday and didn't use dinner. Now I am definitely hungry. I'm definitely hungry. I went to Zhenfulou to buy crabapple cakes, and its Xiaolongbao is also a must. It is made by a famous chef from the south of the Yangtze River. It is rare for you to taste it in Dali. It’s hot in the kitchen now, just waiting for you. Woke up."

Naturally, Fu Yanqing had heard of Zhendelou. Its family was very famous in the capital. Early in the morning, there were many waiting guests in Zhendelou. Most of them were greedy by the big family. They sent house servants to wait. If it was too late, I'm afraid it's gone. Fu Yanqing's heart moved slightly: "How long have you waited?"

Zhao Ziyan was taken aback, and then squeezed his sleeves: "It didn't take long to wait. I couldn't sleep, so I went early."

Seeing her look like this, Fu Yanqing naturally wouldn't ask why she couldn't sleep anymore, but chuckled lightly, stretched out her hand and took Zhao Ziyan's hand: "Let's go, it's not too early, it's time for dinner."

Zhao Ziyan followed her, squeezed her fingers back lightly, and squeezed her hand, pursing her lips with joy.

The author has something to say: I can't bear to be entangled at all. Look, your Highness has a lot of resuscitation. Kiss every day until...cough. What I wrote today is so hi, I almost drove.

His Royal Highness took a bite of his wife and couldn't fall asleep happily. The princess blushing skills lit up! In fact, the clothes were taken off, after all, His Royal Highness will definitely wash the princess's fragrance*^_^*