Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

As the night deepened, Feng Zhanye lay on the bed, while Gu Qingzhi found a relatively intact chair in the outer room and sat down.

The candles in the room were extinguished, and Gu Qingzhi was quite used to sitting alone in the dark.

She couldn't be sure if there would be another assassination attack tonight, so she chose to keep watch.

The boy's breathing in the inner room gradually slowed down, and he must have fallen asleep peacefully.

Gu Qingzhi looked at the waning moon in the sky, her mind drifting away.

She had never thought that one day she would be in the same room with Feng Zhanye. Thinking of his actions just now, she could not connect the young man now with the treacherous minister in the future.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that a teenager set fire to a house not because he was disobedient but to escape from an assassin.

Even what Gu Qingzhi experienced personally in her previous life could be deceived by Zuo Fuhong, so how true are the rumors about Feng Zhanye?

The cool breeze blew in slowly through the torn window paper. Feng Zhanye, who was lying on the bed, seemed a little cold and tightened the quilt around himself.

Seeing this, Gu Qingzhi picked up a piece of moldy paper from the ground, crumpled it into a ball and barely sealed the hole in the window.

I'd better clean it up thoroughly tomorrow, Gu Qingzhi thought.

Suddenly, there was a "click" sound in the quiet room, like the sound of water dripping.

Gu Qingzhi looked back at the young man on the bed, only to find beads of sweat the size of beans dripping down Feng Zhanye's forehead and hitting the pillow.

He frowned, looking pale as if he was feeling unwell somewhere.

Why do you look sick?

She reached out to feel the temperature of his forehead and found it was normal body temperature.

She was about to pull her hand away when the boy suddenly woke up.

"No! Mother didn't kill my seventh brother! Please don't take her away!"

He began to sob, and the sudden nightmare made him grab at the air with his hands. Before he could react, Gu Qingzhi's arm was grabbed by him.

She was startled and almost pulled down.

Feng Zhanye sobbed continuously, tears falling down his face. Regardless of the injuries on his hands, he held on to her arms tightly and refused to let go.

Gu Qingzhi sighed heavily, put her arms around his back and patted him gently a few times.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The gentle comfort was like a heart-protecting talisman, which calmed the boy's emotions in an instant. The coolness in the embrace penetrated his skin into his body, and a fresh scent lingered in his nose, and he slowly woke up.

Feng Zhanye was stunned when he saw the black cloth clothes. His first reaction was to push Gu Qingzhi away violently. Then he felt the pain in his hand. He covered his hand and frowned.

After a while, he wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, suppressed his sobs, and said sternly: "Who let you get close to me!"

Gu Qingzhi really wanted to roll her eyes at him. She had finally been kind to him, but this kid turned against her as soon as he woke up. Was he born in the Year of the Dog?

"I just saw Your Highness suddenly have a nightmare, so I came up with this desperate measure. If I make Your Highness unhappy, then I will leave."

Feng Zhanye seemed to recall something and shut up, knowing that he was in the wrong.

Seeing that he didn't react, Gu Qingzhi thought that he didn't want to pay attention to her, so she thought it would be better to leave first and was about to leave.

A small hand suddenly grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"and many more!"

Gu Qingzhi paused, "Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?"

Feng Zhanye's face flushed red, and after holding it in for a long while, he muttered softly, "I didn't mean to do that just now. You don't have to leave."

"what?"

Gu Qingzhi was a little surprised for a moment. It turns out that even a dead duck's mouth can be soft sometimes!

Feng Zhanye raised his head and blinked at her twice, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He looked aggrieved and pitiful.

Forget it, no matter how naughty he is, he is still a child after all.

Seeing Gu Qingzhi's strange expression, Feng Zhanye suddenly felt embarrassed, his cheeks turned even redder, and his eyes glanced away guiltily.

"Don't think too much. I just can't sleep and need someone to be with me. It's not because I'm scared!" Feng Zhanye struggled for a long time before he found a reason that didn't sound so lame.

How could this child not help but be praised?

"Oh..." Gu Qingzhi looked as if she understood.

"What do you mean? Can't you?"

"Of course you can."

Gu Qingzhi returned to the bedside, only to see him quickly retract his hand and pull up the quilt to wrap himself tightly from head to toe.

"Just sit there and don't touch me." A muffled voice came from the moldy quilt.

"it is good."

Gu Qingzhi was afraid that he would suffocate himself, so she sat down with him, and then she saw his little head sticking out again.

Feng Zhanye's eyelashes, still stained with tears, trembled slightly. His face looked obedient and lovable, especially with tears in his eyes, which made Gu Qingzhi soften her heart a little.

Finally feeling relieved, Feng Zhan Ye gradually fell asleep again.

He sleeps very well. He doesn't turn over or kick the quilt. His clean white porcelain face is rosy and he rubs the pillow from time to time, like a docile kitten.

Gu Qingzhi looked at him and gradually recalled some things.

In fact, it was not the first time she had seen the young Feng Zhan Ye. She still remembered seeing him from afar in her previous life when she was ordered by the Left Prime Minister to assassinate an attendant.

That thin figure fell alone in the moonlight, looking lonely and desolate. She still remembers it now.

But at that time, Gu Qingzhi was in high spirits. In order to prove his loyalty to Zuo Xiang, he strangled his followers without asking any reasons.

In the previous life, Prince Duan was predicted to have a bad fate since he was young. From childhood to adulthood, no servant could serve him for even a month.

According to storytellers, he was the one who killed the people around him and caused his mother to lose her favor, and the emperor also treated him very coldly because of this.

In order to stop the rumors, he buried the entire Imperial Observatory, killed his own mother, and murdered his brothers. He even caused the fifth prince to break his leg during the autumn hunt and was unable to get out of bed for several months.

His various "efforts" made the people of Kyoto fear him so much that they all chose to keep silent about him.

But when he reached the age of twenty, he became the General Zhenbei, who was trusted by the emperor, by virtue of his outstanding ability to lead troops.

Since he took control of the military power, he not only dispelled the rumors of evil spirits, but also severely suppressed the crown prince in the court.

By leveraging the power of the previous dynasty and the harem, he almost marginalized the crown prince and truly became second only to the emperor and above everyone else.

It was the combination of many rumors and facts that made Gu Qingzhi decide to assassinate him in her previous life.

So the next time Gu Qingzhi saw him was at his wedding banquet to marry Princess Anqing, who had been a candidate for the Crown Princess of the Eastern Palace.

After seeing it with my own eyes today, perhaps there is another hidden story behind all these things. Anyway, there is still a long time to go, and Gu Qingzhi wants to see what the truth behind the rumors is.

The chirping of sparrows in the early morning was so annoying. Feng Zhanye still caught a cold, apparently from all the trouble he had last night.

His nose was so sore that he wanted to sneeze, and his body was cold. Although he had no strength, he was in a good mood.

He hadn't slept so soundly for a long time since his mother was demoted. He fell asleep next to a stranger without any precautions. Now thinking about it, it was really wrong.

He looked up at the room. Yesterday's bloodstains and broken table were gone. The moldy window paper had been replaced with new ones at some point, and the whole room seemed a little brighter.

Behind the screen, Gu Qingzhi was busy working in an orderly manner.

Last night was too chaotic, and the candlelight was dim, so he didn't see her face clearly. Only now that he paid attention did he realize that her face could be called handsome.

The lines between her eyebrows are clear, but the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, with a hint of coquettishness. Her two plump lips are tightly pursed, pink like peach blossoms.

His long black hair was simply tied up high at the back of his head, and he was wearing a loose black cloth robe, which vaguely revealed his slender and thin figure. He had an upright posture and exuded a chivalrous air.

Although he was wearing coarse linen clothes, it could not conceal his youthful and heroic appearance. For a man, his appearance was already very delicate.

Gu Qingzhi was busy for a long time before she finally tidied up the back hall. When she looked up, she found Feng Zhanye leaning against the bed, staring at her in a daze.