Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 202 No Gargling
bamboo forest.

The evening wind blew slowly, and lifted the hood of the white figure's cloak, revealing a delicate and flawless face as white as snow.

Feng Qingchi pursed her thin lips tightly, clenched her hand hanging by her side into a fist, no emotion could be seen on her face, her bottomless eyes were even more dim, unable to reflect sporadic brilliance, it was pitch black Like ink.

Yaohong's blood trickled down slowly between his fingers, Feng Qingchi seemed to be in no pain, and still stood still, without even frowning.

Slowly pursing her lips, she outlined a beautiful arc, but her whole body exuded an icy cold aura, her eyes sank into mist, as deep as a pool, and her face, so beautiful that she couldn't pick out a single flaw, seemed a bit enchanting at the moment A strange beauty, but extremely lonely.

Slowly closing the eyes, I don't know how long it took before slowly opening them. Accompanied by that, the hands that were already dripping with blood were also slowly released, and the blood drops fell to the ground drop by drop along the fingertips. Broken into a blossoming plum blossom.

Even the bamboo forest exudes a strong smell of fresh blood.

"Ten years, no matter how deep and heavy the relationship is, it's time to let go!" Following Feng Qingzhi's voice without any emotion, the air that had been stagnant just now seemed to be slowly flowing at this time.

He raised his head and glanced at Xingyue covered by the dark clouds, his eyes were still cold, his thin and beautiful lips parted slightly, and his cool tone overflowed like a mist, "Yiche, I... have no reason to let myself not give up!"

In the past, she would make excuses for Yi Che, as long as she said the past, all kinds of reasons are fine, but today, Yi Che's words made her completely awake!

The reasons that can be found, the excuses that can be used, all seem so pale and powerless in front of Yiche's words today, and they are vulnerable!
After all, she completely lost that boy in red and black hair!

After so long of being lucky, so long of self-deception, it is finally over!

She and Yiche, too... It's over after all.

Finally...it's over!

Looking up at the dim bamboo shadow in the distance, letting the cold evening wind blow his black hair, his whole body has a lingering aura.

He stretched out his hand and casually gathered the snow-colored cloak on his body, and slightly pursed his white lips. He didn't know how long he had been blowing in the cold night wind. leave slowly.

Because of worrying about Feng Qingchi, Yan Luo made a special trip to the White Mansion from the west of the city, and when he saw that the lights inside had gone out, he knew in his heart that Feng Qingchi had left, and Yan Luo left without knocking on the door.

Returning to the west of the city again, I suddenly saw a slender and familiar figure walking slowly by the bamboo forest in the distance, walking slowly and alone.

At this time, the people who appeared here did not think of others except Feng Qing, who rode a horse and quickly arrived in front of her.

Turning over neatly from the horse's back, she walked in front of Feng Qingchi in three steps at a time, looking at her delicate and pale face with no blood, her beautiful eyes paused slightly, almost The coldness flashed by, and when he looked at Feng Qingchi, he was gentle, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Asking like this, an indescribable bad feeling suddenly rose in Yan Luo's heart.

If she had left the White Mansion very early and returned here, wouldn't she have stayed in this bamboo forest just now?

Then what he said to Yiche just now...could she also hear it?
Thinking of this, looking down at the pale face of the woman in front of her, Yan Luo suddenly felt a little regretful.It would be great if he didn't come out when he saw Yiche here just now? !
"Yanluo!" Feng Qingchi smiled miserably at Yanluo, and said with a bit of bitterness and helplessness, "It seems that you are always there when I am most embarrassed!"

Yan Luo knew that she must have listened to the conversation between him and Yiche just now, how could she accept the words that even he wanted to kill Yiche after listening to them? !
With bitterness and pity in his heart, he still smiled at Feng Qingzhi, and said softly with a smile in his tone, "You used to clean up the mess for me, but now I protect you."

"Protect me?" Feng Qingchi repeated these three words in a low voice, then smiled, but did not answer.

Seeing the cloak on Feng Qingchi's body that was wet by the fog in the forest, and her hair feeling a bit damp, Yan Luo frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to wrap the cloak around her body tightly, and said in a low voice: " No matter what, your body is yours after all, and it wasn't for you to spoil it like this!"

There was a low scolding in the voice, but it was hard to hide worry.

Feng Qingchi still just smiled lowly, and still didn't speak.

After fastening the snow-white strap on the cloak, he inadvertently touched the opponent's hand when he closed his hand. A biting cold feeling came from his fingertips. Yan Luo lowered his eyebrows again, "Why are your hands so cold?"

There is no trace of temperature, like ice floating in the water.

Can't help holding Feng Qingchi's hand backhand, wrapped her slender hand like green onion jade in his palm, and let out two breaths.

Slowly moving his eyes to Yanluo's body, trying to pull his hand out, Yanluo held it tightly, and a low voice came from his ear, "Don't make trouble, I'll help you warm up!"

Feng Qingchi didn't speak any more, but looked at him quietly with downcast eyes.

After Feng Qing's icy fingers warmed a little, Yan Luo slowly let go, and carefully hid her hands in the cloak, and glanced at her, "Let's go back!"

Before Feng Qingchi made any movements, he had already bent down in front of her, made a posture of carrying her on his back, and then looked at her lightly from the side, "Let's go, I'll carry you!"

Feng Qingchi paused, shook his head, and when he was about to say the words of rejection, Yanluo had already stood up and stood in front of her, and said slowly, "If you don't recite it, then I will take you back, and choose one instead."

Yanluo's voice is very warm, dispelling the coldness in the night. Although the stunning face has a bit of lazy and ruffian air in me, it is not offensive, but has an indescribable intimacy.

Feng Qingchi just looked into his eyes, and finally uttered a word as clear as water, "Back."

"Okay." Yanluo smiled and bent down in front of her again.

Walking slowly among the bamboo forests with Feng Qingchi on his back, Yan Luo just silently looked at the shadows of the two under the moonlight, and never said a word about Yi Che.

There was a cool feeling from the hands around the neck, which made Yan Luo's eyes sink a little.

How come even with a different body, the chills still haven't changed? !
Feng Qingchi didn't speak either, but just looked at the front calmly as before, with a flash of confusion in his eyes.

"Yan network!"

Suddenly there was a faint voice from above.

"Well, what's the matter?" Yan Luo raised his eyebrows and asked softly.

"It's okay, I just think your name sounds nice." The person on the body spoke again in a low voice.

Yan Luo slightly hooked her lips, "This is the name you chose."

Words are like Huaijin, holding Yuqi's network.

This is her best wish for him!
"En." Feng Qingchi responded softly, and then did not speak again.

Lan Yu had already planned to go to bed and rest, but the sudden sound of hooves made him follow the sound. As soon as he walked out of the Lan Mansion, he saw Yan Luo walking towards Xingyun Zhishui with a person on his back.

A trace of surprise and astonishment flashed across his indifferent eyes, since he was going to Xingyun Zhishui, then the person behind his back was undoubtedly Feng Qing!
He suppressed the surprised look in his eyes, returned to his usual indifference, turned around and returned to Lan Mansion.

Yiche returned to Fuxue Garden without stopping.

Although Jian Bai returned to his room, he kept paying attention to the movement outside, and when he heard a sound, he walked out of the room and saw Yi Che who had just turned over from the black horse.

He whistled a little frivolously at Yi Che, and said slowly, "What? You came back so soon? Have you found out what you want to investigate?"

Yi Che didn't speak, but his eyes were slightly darkened, and he said in a clear but cold voice, "Pack up your things, I want to leave Yanfeng."

Jian Bai was slightly taken aback, "ha", then looked at Yiche with a strange and puzzled expression, "Why do you suddenly want to leave Yanfeng?"

It was so sudden when I came, and now I am so caught off guard when I leave!

Yi Che hooked his lips, his charming face was a bit indifferent, but he said in a harsh tone, "Dijing is too boring, why don't you go back to Qingmingju earlier!"

Jian Bai was slightly taken aback, Dijing didn't care that you came here eagerly before.

However, he still frowned, and said slowly, "Yi Che, you probably won't be able to leave for a while now."

Yiche narrowed his eyes calmly, and said slowly, "What? Who dares to stop me if I want to leave?" There was an indescribable danger in the narrowed eyes.

Jian Bai paused, then said slowly, "Yiche, don't tell me, he really dares to stop you."

Yi Che had already guessed the candidate in his heart, and his enchanting face darkened slightly.

At this moment, a slender figure landed in front of the two of them. The visitor was dressed in a black brocade suit, with a handsome, elegant and dignified face, with a frivolous and fiery arrogance between his brows and eyes. He looked at Yiche affectionately.

Cursing her lips, she said lazily, "Uncle Nine Emperors, long time no see!"

Hearing this address, Yi Che's fair face became calm and cold, and he squinted his eyes dangerously at the other party.

"It seems that you never paid attention to what I told you before." The words that came out of my mouth had no warmth, like cold ice and sharp snow.

Jing Xingzhi shrunk his neck deliberately, and the intimacy in his tone did not fade at all, "I'm not joking with Uncle Jiu!"

There was a bit of indescribable deep meaning and sadness between the arrogant and flamboyant eyebrows.

A long time ago, Uncle Jiu broke away from the royal family!

Yiche's face was still cold and evil, he glanced at him indifferently, and said coldly, "What on earth are you here for?"

Jing Xingzhi pursed his lips and smiled affectionately, "Of course I haven't seen you for a long time to see Uncle Jiu." Looking at his delicate and evil face, where no flaws could be picked out, Jing Xingzhi said a word lightly.

But he couldn't help sighing in his heart: the number one beauty in the world who overwhelmed all the women back then was not for nothing!
Yi Che went straight forward without looking back, "Jian Bai, throw him out."

Jian Bai: "..." After all, he is your nephew, is this really good for him?

Jing Xingzhi looked at Yi Che with a dissatisfied expression, "Hey, how could you treat me like this?" Even his voice carried an unspeakable resentment.

In his life, Jing Xingzhi had only touched ashes in the hands of two people, one was Yu Qingchen, and the other was the Ninth Uncle in front of him, the owner of Qingmingju, Jing Yiche.

What's more, every time I touch him, I feel ashamed!

"Then get down to business, I don't have that much time to be bored with you." Yi Che stopped and said coldly.

"I'm not bored!" Jing Xingzhi hummed dissatisfiedly, but still looked up at Yi Che, "Let's go back to the room and talk!"

Yi Che didn't speak, and went straight into the room, followed by Jing Xingzhi and Jian Bai.

Yi Che was sitting on the chair elegantly and charmingly, just looking outside like that, stretching out his hand to take a sip of green tea, with an indescribable elegance and charm in his gestures.

Jing Xingzhi kept looking at Yi Che, and sighed in his heart, no wonder his father was so jealous of Uncle Jiu before, such a person exudes the confidence and indifference of being in control of everything.

"Speak." He put down the cup in his hand heavily, and threw two words without audible emotion.

Jing Xingzhi sighed helplessly again, the master of Qingmingju Yi Che was good-looking, everyone in the world knew this, but he felt that Uncle Nine's temperament was also unflattering!
"Get out if you don't have anything to say!" Yi Che narrowed his eyes and spoke in an alluring voice.

"The military power in my hand has already been given to him." Looking at Yi Che, Jing Xingzhi's cynical expression became a little serious for an instant, and he spoke in a low tone.

Who is he, the three people present all know well, it is nothing more than Yuchu Emperor Jing Quanyang.

The expression on Jian Bai's face froze for a moment, and then slowly frowned.

Yiche's eyes sank slightly, then he leaned on the back of the chair nonchalantly, and smiled softly, "So what?"

A long time ago, he had nothing to do with the royal family of Yuchu!
Jing Xingzhi was not surprised, he looked at Yiche with clear eyes, "I know you don't care about Yuchu."

"Now that you know, why are you here?" Yi Che sneered.

Jing Xingzhi paused, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth slowly, "Xingyue wants that position, but since ancient times, there has never been a woman proclaiming the emperor, and her road will be very hard. I hope Uncle Jiu can do it in the future. help her."

Yiche smiled lightly, without any emotion in his eyes, and said softly, "That is her own choice. Now that she has made a decision, she will naturally have to endure some things that ordinary people can't bear."

What's more, that position is so easy to sit on.

Then he looked at Jing Xingzhi with vague eyes, and said mockingly, "Or do you want to leave this matter to me and leave by yourself?"

Jing Xingzhi's eyes sank a little again, and he didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Yi Che smiled again, a bit sarcastic, a bit lingering, "According to Jing Quanyang's unscrupulous temperament, since he thinks you have that ability, he won't let you go if he recognizes you as Prince Yuchu. That The location will be reserved for you before Jing Quanyang dies, you can't escape."

Jing Xingzhi's eyes sank again at this moment, like mist, so dark and thick that it couldn't be melted away.

He has always known about this matter, the reason for making Xingyue the emperor is because he has a good relationship with Xingyue, and the real purpose is just to confuse him in his footsteps.

Yiche suddenly smiled with his lips curled up, and with a chilling beauty, he said with a smile, "Unless you kill your father."

At this time, if Jing Quanyang died, it would be Jing Xingyue, the queen, who would ascend the throne.

Jing Xingzhi looked at the other party with a bit of indifference, and said slowly, "I can't do such a thing as killing my father."

Yi Che smiled again, the smile on his face was bright, but there was no trace of a smile in those demonic eyes, instead there was only a bone-chilling coldness that froze people's hearts, and there was a bit of sarcasm.

Patricide?He not only killed his father, but also killed his brother, with blood on his hands, and put Jing Quanyang on the throne, but how did the other party treat him in the end? !
With a cold smile, his eyes are cold.

Jian Bai frowned slightly and glanced at Yi Che with some concern, then at Jing Xingzhi, shook his head at him, and signaled him not to say any more.

"I know you've been displeased with me." The expression on Jing Xingzhi's face suddenly changed, and even his tone suddenly turned into mourning.

Jian Bai: "..."

Staring at Jing Xingzhi for a long while without speaking, he was stunned for a while, the other party's painting style changed too fast, he said he couldn't keep up!
Yiche didn't speak, but just let out a cold snort, and the coldness that was as thin as snow in his eyes dissipated a little, "You just know it yourself."

He didn't like any members of Yuchu's royal family, especially Jing Xingzhi in front of him.

On the surface, it looks cynical and harmless, but inwardly, it is probably black as carbon!

"Your nephew, my heart is very fragile. Is it really good for you to treat me like this?" Jing Xingzhi stared at Yiche sadly.

Although Uncle Jiu has a bad relationship with Yuchu's royal family, he actually treats him really well.

Yi Che let out a cold snort, squinted his eyes and squinted at the other party, and sarcastically said, "You have already cultivated copper skin and iron bones with Yu Qingchen, and you are still afraid of these things!"

Jing Xingzhi: "..." Jiu Shu picked his painful foot!

Then he lay down on the table in front of him, feeling distressed and sad, "Uncle Jiu, why did you say that Qingchen didn't agree to me?!"

Yi Che glanced at the other party coolly, his enchanting red lips parted slightly, and his voice was enchanting and enchanting, "If she agrees to you, she won't be Yu Qingchen either!"

The relationship between the royal family of Yuchu and Yuchu's family has never been good, and the original marriage contract was only a temporary expedient measure. Jing Quanyang was too cautious for this, and he was naturally jealous of the Yu family, a Qingliu family that has been in the Qing Dynasty for hundreds of years. It is impossible for someone as smart as Yu Qingchen not to know what Jing Quanyang is planning, otherwise he would not be able to divorce the engagement!
Jing Xingzhi: "..." Is this his real uncle?
"What are you and Xingyue and Yanfeng going to do?" Glancing at Jing Xingzhi, he asked indifferently.

When it came to serious matters, Jing Xingzhi's face became more serious, and he couldn't see the frivolity of the past at all. He sat up straight like a noble young man and said slowly, "I heard that Ziyu and Shuyue have a cooperation. , I came here to take a look.”

His tone was unpredictable, and his half-closed eyes were even a bit cold.

"Heh..." Yi Che bent his lips, "Back then, Ah Mo wanted to save his life because of his kinship, but he was so ambitious and made a comeback."

What do you think of Uncle Jiu's Fengyun Banquet this time? "

"Fengyunjihui, maybe Ziyu is buried here!" Of course, this matter depends on how Ziyuehen handles it in the end, but in fact, in his opinion, Ziyu will definitely lose.

Zi Yuehen himself was originally a person who didn't show the landscape, and beside him was not only a Bai Weitan who was full of strategies, but also a young prime minister who couldn't see the depth of his network, as well as Lan Yu and Yin Zichen, who were also known as Yin Zichen. The talented Yin Zixi was also there, and Ziyu had no chance of winning.

"Then it seems that this play is still very good!" Jing Xingzhi said quietly.

"Sometimes, there is a price to pay for going to the theater. I would like to advise you that Ziyuehen has already set his sights on you. During Yanfeng's time, you'd better keep quiet!" Yi Che warned in a low tone.

"Are you worried about us?" Jing Xingzhi asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"You think too much!" Yi Che rolled his eyes, his eyes were slightly cold.

"Uncle Jiu, if there really was a war between Yuchu and Moran, who would you choose to help?" Over the years, Uncle Jiu has been secretly helping Ziyuehen, and of course he knows about it.

"If Yu Chu is extinguished, I won't even blink!" Yi Che threw out a sentence without any emotion.

None of the other two present would think this was a joke!
Jing Xingzhi sighed helplessly, raised his eyes and glanced at Yiche, "He sent someone to watch me and Xingyue, what about you? Did he do anything to you?"

Yi Che's eyes were cold and cold, "He won't do anything to me yet, as for the person sent here, he won't open his eyes anymore!"

Jing Xingzhi: "..." Simple and rude, it really is Uncle Jiu's temperament!
"Xingzhi, when will you meet Her Royal Highness?" Jian Bai who was at the side suddenly asked.

I heard that the guard of honor will arrive at Yanfeng the morning after tomorrow, and he and His Royal Highness will definitely enter Beijing with the guard of honor.

"We'll leave tomorrow morning." Jing Xingzhi said slowly.

Jian Bai nodded, and finally ordered, "This Fengyun Banquet is not as simple as it used to be, so be careful yourself!"

Jing Xingzhi nodded.

Jian Bai wasn't very worried. Although Jing Xingzhi looked a little cynical on weekdays, he was no less scheming than Yan Luo and the others.

The most outstanding people of their generation back then were just Yu Qixiao, Yi Che and Bai Weitan.

In the current generation, the last emperor is stained with purple moon marks, the young prime minister talks, and the crown prince Jing Xingzhi is abolished at the beginning of Yuchu.

Even Shuyue's Bi Qingyun was inferior compared to the three of them!
The three of them chatted for a while, and after finishing their business, Jing Xingzhi returned to his usual look, and smiled faintly, "In that case, I'll go back first, and I have to go and see Qingchen."

"Yu Qingchen is not simple, you don't like her to lose herself in it." Just as he was about to leave, Yi Che added in a bland manner.Most importantly, Yu Qingchen is a heartless person.

Jing Xingzhi curled his lips into a smile, and said helplessly, "If I can compensate myself to Qingchen, I won't be troubled!"

"It's good that you know it yourself!" Yi Che stopped talking.

another place.

Yan Luo went back to Xingyun Zhishui without disturbing anyone, and went back to her room with Feng Qing behind her back.

"I've been in the bamboo forest for so long, my hair is too old, let's wipe it before resting!" He took off the cloak on Feng Qingchi's body, put it on the screen beside him, and then took a clean soft towel and handed it to him. give her.

"Thank you!" Feng Qingchi spoke in a low voice, slowly.

Yan Luo smiled uncomfortably, and when she was about to speak, Feng Qingzhi's voice came again, "Thank you for planting the bamboo forest for me, thank you for always protecting me, and thank you...for always being there."

The voice was very low, with a slight hoarseness.

"Did you hear those words?" Yan Luo asked softly.

Feng Qingchi nodded slightly, and said softly, "I was walking around in the bamboo forest, and I came here when I heard your voices."

Then he smiled softly, mocking himself a bit, "Nine years later, I still expect some people to be the same as before."

Yan Luo took the soft towel from her hand and wiped her hair gently and slowly. After drying off the mist, she lowered her head and looked at Feng Qingchi seriously, "No matter what other people are, things are different in nine years. Here, I've always been there."

Before, now, and in the future, he will always be there!
Probably because Yan Luo's words were too serious, Feng Qingchi was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a while.

He reached out and stroked Feng Qingzhi's hair, "It's already dry, you should rest early today!"

Accidentally touched the other person's forehead, the hot touch made Yan Luo's eyes shrink slightly, put his hand on Feng Qingchi's forehead again, finally looked at her with a slightly ruthless gaze, and said ruthlessly, "You are so hot Don't talk at all."

Feng Qingchi pursed her thin lips twice, but did not speak.

He directly picked up Feng Qingchi horizontally, placed her on the carved wooden bed, covered her with a quilt, and carefully wet a small brocade handkerchief with cold water, and applied it on Feng Qingchi's forehead.

Then he looked down at her seriously, "You rest here, and I'll send someone to the doctor."

When he was about to turn around, his sleeve was suddenly grabbed by Feng Qingzhi.

"What's wrong?" Yan Luo looked at her a little puzzled, and asked softly.

"I am a doctor myself." Feng Qing said calmly.

"Then why didn't you notice that you had a fever?" Yan Luo watched her coolly throw a sentence.

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, but after a long while of awkwardness, he shook his head stubbornly at Yanluo, "Don't ask the doctor."

Yan Luo didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

In the end, Yan Luo sighed helplessly, "Then tell me the prescription, and I'll get it."

Feng Qingchi shook his head again, "I know my own body, it's nothing serious."

She doesn't like to see a doctor, and she doesn't like to take medicine. When she is sick, she can stand up as long as she can, and if she can't stand it, she takes medicine.

Yan Luo obviously knew about this, and stared at her condescendingly for a long while, before finally turning into a helpless sigh.

"Go back and rest, just let Hu Lan come over!" Feng Qingchi spoke slowly after taking a look at Yanluo who also had a somewhat tired expression.

Yan Luo directly took the soft towel from her forehead, replaced it with cold water, and applied it on her forehead, "It's okay, Hu Lan must have fallen asleep too!"

Feng Qingchi opened his eyes and looked at Yanluo who dragged out a chair and sat down gracefully, and said slowly, "Yanluo, tell me about the things you have done these years!"

Yan Luo smiled softly, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Feng Qingchi shook his head, but did not speak.

In fact, she was a little...afraid of falling asleep, and when she closed her eyes, Yiche's cold and biting words made her feel chills all over her body.

Looking at Feng Qingchi's expression, Yan Luo vaguely guessed something, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes very quickly, and when he raised his head, he smiled slightly at Feng Qingchi.

Then he began to tell her what had happened to Yanfeng in these years.

……

I don't know how long it has passed, the crescent moon outside has traveled a long arc in the sky, Feng Qingchi also felt a little tired, probably because of the fever, he slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Yanluo's voice softened a little, and then became softer and softer. When Feng Qingzhi's clear, shallow and even breathing came, Yanluo's voice stopped.

Looking at Feng Qingchi's face that was a little blushing because of the fever, Yan Luo changed her Jinpa again.

After going back and forth like this for a few times, until the blush on Feng Qingchi's face faded, Yan Luo touched her forehead with her hand, not sure if the fever had really subsided, so she leaned over and touched her forehead a few times Down.

The cool feeling made Yan Luo breathe a sigh of relief, put her hands under the quilt, and then tucked the corners of the quilt for her.

Worried that he would have a fever again at night, Yan Luo did not leave. After staring at Feng Qingchi for a while, he lay down beside the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

Zishu stood on a big tree not far away, dressed in black, almost blending into the night, looking at everything in the room with deep eyes.

Feng Qingchi had already fallen asleep, probably because he was too tired and Yanluo soon fell asleep, only the candle on the desk was burning faintly.

Zishu's eyes were dim and dim, flickering like a lonely lamp on the sea.

Finally, he sighed softly, unable to tell whether it was regret or something else, he opened his lips and threw out a sentence, "That damn boy Yan Luo, how old was he ten years ago, and he has kept this matter behind the scenes for so many years!"

However, to put it bluntly, there is still an unspeakable touch in my heart.

Even if Yi Che has been waiting to guard Xiao Qi, he will not be so moved, because they were a couple recognized by everyone before, and he can always guard because of Xiao Qi's love for him.

However, for Yan Luo, he can't get anything. Even ten years ago, in Xiao Qi's eyes, he was just a child, and he didn't even have the slightest affection in this regard.

Yan Luo just used her whole life to guard an unknown everything, guarding a dead person.

But at that time he was only 11 years old, and his life had just begun, but he was willing to guard the place where she once lived for the rest of his life.

If, now they are together, he feels very good.

Xiao Qi has changed her identity, she should have a new life, let everything start again!

His eyes took a deep look again, then he turned around and used his lightness kung fu to leave.

The next day, early in the morning.

The sky has just brightened, and there is only a sliver of morning light in the east, which is slightly pale white.

Feng Qingchi slowly opened his eyes, and just when he was about to get up, he looked slightly sideways and saw Yanluo who was lying on the bedside sleeping just right.

Sighing vaguely, he reached out and pulled the quilt gently over Yanluo's body.

Turning around, he looked seriously at the sleeping person in front of him.

She has a long face and looks good, her facial features are exquisite, without any blemishes, her face is as white as snow, her perfectly curved thin lips are pursed lightly, with a sense of satisfaction, her black hair is only covered with a navy blue The hair ties were tied up, some hanging on the dark blue brocade quilt, and some sticking behind the back in a slightly messy manner.

Looking at the stunning and elegant man in front of him, Feng Qingchi was a little lost, and the expression in his eyes gradually returned to more than ten years ago.

At that time, Yan Luo always had a smile on his face, and when he was reviewing the memorial, he would raise his face and look at him expectantly. Nao, just sat quietly on the chair and watched her, and then fell asleep after watching her, and he couldn't carry him back to the room to sleep.

Over time, he would deliberately pretend to be asleep, and then rely on himself to talk to him.

Of course, there were times when he acted foolishly, although it would give her a headache, but there was nothing he could do about it.

To be honest, Yan Luo grew up spoiled by her.

She stretched out her hand to pin the hair that fell on his face back, and sighed softly. If...she can grow up with Yanluo, maybe, he will always be carefree!

Sensing a line of sight falling on her body, Yan Luo slowly opened her eyes, and Feng Qingchi's still somewhat pale face came into view.

Looking at the woman who was staring at her in a daze, Yan Luo smiled lightly, slowly raised the corners of her lips, and said in an intimate tone, "What? Is this young master beautiful?"

Feng Qingchi looked back instantly and gave him a cool look.

"I think you will destroy the beauty if you speak." This is a sentence that Lan Ze used to describe her before, and she thinks that Yanluo is more suitable.

Yan Luo continued to smile slightly, "Even if the beauty is destroyed, I am still beautiful."

Feng Qingchi: "..." Who gave you the confidence? !

"Okay, now that you're awake, let's get up early. I made some porridge to warm my stomach after washing up." Yanluo got up slowly, probably because her feet were slightly numb after squatting for too long, and she got up too violently , suddenly staggered.

Feng Qingchi quickly got up to support him, but because of the previous fever and weakness, he was pressed on the bed by the other party before he could be supported.

The thinned lips fit right together.

Both of their minds were knotted for a moment, and they stared at each other with their eyes open.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, "Little..."

Seeing the scene on the bed, Hu Lan, who rushed in in a hurry, froze in place, then backed out instantly, and kindly helped them close the door.

Then... her delicate face burst into red, almost bleeding.

Damn, Yan... Mr. Yan and Miss are together!
Inside the room.

Yan Luo got up in an instant, and turned away from looking at Feng Qingchi, with embarrassment in her eyes, she didn't know what to say for a moment.Not only his fair and handsome face blushed, even the back of his ears was quietly stained with a layer of crimson.

Feng Qing moved his eyes a few times, and his face was a little unnatural, then he glanced at Yan Luo, and said silently, "I haven't rinsed my mouth yet."

Yan Luo: "..."

　You can imagine Young Master Yan's expression at this moment!haha, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)