Qing Yan

After wiping away tears indiscriminately, Jing Yan couldn't lie down anymore.

She struggled to get up, fearing that Yun Rui's dream would be awakened, so she had to struggle to push Yun Rui away from her hands and feet.

The child clings to himself very tightly, and he doesn't know how he fell asleep at Yun's house in the past.

Thinking about it, Jing Yan finally escaped, already sweating all over.

"Bingbi..." Jing Yan called out in a low voice.

It's time to be on duty tonight.

In the dead of night, she was lying outside in a drowsy state, when she suddenly heard a familiar call and woke up joltingly.

"Master." Although her mind was still dazed, the grand maid of the Kuntai Palace had already returned to her daytime dignity.

"Keep your voice down, don't wake up worry-free." Jing Yan glanced back at Yun Rui, only to feel relieved when she saw that she was sleeping peacefully.

Worry free?

Bingbi twitched, changed her name?

What the masters are called is naturally beyond her control.After a moment of slander, he lowered his voice with a pen and said: "What is the master's order?"

"Change, go to His Majesty."

Rao was used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he was shocked by this answer, and immediately he did not forget his duty, and persuaded: "Master, it's a quarter of an hour. At this hour, I'm afraid it will be..."

"Afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid...it's against the rules, right?" Bingbi said bluntly.

"Rules?" Jing Yan naturally knew what she was referring to, and said coldly, "Don't tell me I don't even have the right to see my husband?"

Bingbi saw that his master was slightly angry, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to say anything.

After serving Jing Yan to change his clothes, Bingbi couldn't help persuading him: "Master, it's a quiet night, so why don't you send any guards to escort you?"

Jing Yan was unmoved: "Don't make it public, as long as you and Shen Cheng follow me."

Bingbi felt nervous immediately, from Kuntai Palace to the place where His Majesty sleeps, it takes a quarter of an hour to walk solemnly, only myself and Shen Cheng, plus four small eunuchs carrying shoulders... Is this really all right?

Jing Yan glanced at her worried expression, and said coldly: "This Forbidden Palace is still my Great Zhou's Forbidden Palace! Is there anyone else who can do this?"

At night, the hidden room behind the bronze door was cold and empty.

Jing Yan didn't care about the chill that pierced into the bone marrow, and clung tightly to Yu Wenzhe's body, thinking that he would never see this person again from tomorrow, she felt sad from it, her heart was broken, and crystal tears rolled down, It poured down Yu Wenzhe's robe along his cheeks, and in an instant it condensed into ice beads again.

She originally thought that she would have thousands of words to say to Yu Wenzhe, but when she came here, seeing this man, and thinking of the word "Yong Jue", all her thoughts disappeared.For the rest, I just want to snuggle up to this body quietly, just like countless nights in the past.

During the days when his mother passed away, even though it was not in accordance with the rules, Yu Wenzhe also disobeyed the rules of the court and his mother's wishes, and stayed with him all night long.He would wipe away his tears when he was crying bitterly, hug him tightly when he was in pain, pat himself on the back and softly comfort him, and coax himself to eat in various ways, lest he would be hungry and thin own.

After the big wedding, every glance is tactful, every beautiful night, every tenderness...

Jing Yan has seen many aspects of Yu Wenzhe, his reprimand to the courtiers, his indifference to his mother, his ruthlessness when hunting... all kinds of things.

However, he has only one attitude towards himself - gentle, considerate.

Jing Yan didn't know what virtue and ability he had, but he actually made a generation of emperors fall in love with him and devoted himself to himself.

Yu Wenzhe's body, apart from being cold, could not give her any warmth.But Jing Yan lingered in the memories, she enjoyed the beauty of the past, she was intoxicated by it, and she didn't realize that a thin layer of frost had formed on her robe, and the bone-chilling cold was quietly attacking her frailty body of.

My mind was dizzy, my perception was fluttering, and my soul seemed to fly high into the sky.

Jing Yan thinks this is very good, there is no need to think about anything, no need to worry about anything, just enjoy those good memories.

She felt that her body was light and light, flying and flying in the snow-covered world of ice and snow, and everything she saw was white and pure——

Suddenly, the things in the foreground suddenly changed, the silver-white mountains and rivers gradually changed color, turning into red, and the body was no longer cold, but slowly embraced by warmth, so warm that it was even hot...

Jing Yan let out a muffled snort, and suddenly opened his eyes, a concerned face came into view.

It was a woman, only thirty years old, wearing a green shirt, with a fair face that could not see the traces of the years, only those eyes, which penetrated everything, and the ancient well that was once like the sea, was staring at her face worriedly at this moment. .

"Yan'er, do you want to die?" The woman's voice was as cold and inviolable as her demeanor.

At this moment, Jing Yan's soul returned to her own place, and she was startled to realize that she was hugged by a woman in her arms, and the woman's white palm was pressing on the back of her heart.

"Master!"

The woman nodded slightly, and pressed her struggling body: "Don't worry! You have to force out the cold air in your body so as not to hurt your body."

Jing Yan felt the warm heat on his back, which spread from one point to one side, and then his whole body soaked in it, as comfortable as bathing in warm water.

Why is Master here?

This question was circling in Jing Yan's mind.

Here, of course, Yu Wenzhe is still in the hidden room, but he has left Zhe's body and is leaning against the arms of the master, while the master is leaning against the wall.

Only the woman in the green shirt said: "Yan'er, you are too messed up! How cold is it in here? With your body... are you desperate to follow Zhe'er?"

The woman spoke, her voice choked slightly.

"Master! You... know all about it?" Jing Yan turned around sharply and looked at her in pain.

The woman glanced at the place where Yu Wenzhe was sleeping, and sighed: "Unexpectedly... a white-haired man sent a black-haired man..."

Hearing this, Jing Yan subconsciously glanced at the top of the woman's head in blue: like a crow with black hair, where is half of the white hair?

"Master! You are superb in martial arts and medicine, and you will definitely be able to save Zhe!" Jing Yan suddenly thought of the skill of the woman in green, and hope surged in his heart.

The woman in the blue shirt gave her a strange look, and said with a wry smile: "Yan'er, I'm not a god, not to mention, a doctor can save a disease but not a life!"

Jing Yan was sad.It is true that Zhe is already like this, so what can Daluo Jinxian do?If she is concerned, she is messed up.

The woman in green shirt looked at her deeply, and glanced at the silent Yu Wenzhe again, feeling a pain in her heart.She seemed to have traveled through a long time and space through this pair, and saw the past.

Lost for a moment, she took Jing Yan's hand: "Yan'er, the dead are old, the living should strengthen themselves!"

deceased……

Jing Yan chewed this word, the tip of his tongue was extremely bitter.

The woman in the green shirt sighed secretly, and the word "love" hurt people, and said solemnly: "Yan'er, your intelligence is far beyond ordinary people, you should understand that 'everything in the world has no cause and effect'?"

Jing Yan frowned.

The woman in the green shirt stared at Yu Wenzhe's figure, and sighed: "Although I am Zhe'er's master, I have to say that he... is too stubborn... This is also my fault..."

"Master..." Hearing the pain in her words, Jing Yan couldn't associate the lost person in front of him with his elegant demeanor.

I only heard the woman in green gown continue: "The young Zhe'er succeeded to the throne. Although there are external worries in Beizheng, the court is in a state of unity, and he has a few veterans to help him. Knowing this, I should... just sharpen his temper a lot, so that I won't..."

The woman said with tears in her eyes.

Jing Yan was already in tears.

The woman in the green shirt changed the subject, "Yes, I think of it as a teacher, and I can't make the same mistake again!"

Jing Yan shivered and looked at her suspiciously.

"Therefore," the green-clothed woman took off the gun pouch on her back, "for you young gentleman, you should temper yourself to the fullest."

Jing Yan heard what she was referring to, nodded and said: "Yan'er really can't imagine that the master is also Wuyou's master..."

The woman in the green shirt paused, then chuckled: "Wuyou? That's a good name! It's better than Huizhi."

Yuwenzhe's name is Huizhi.Jing Yan knew what Master was referring to as "deep love will never last, and wisdom will hurt", so her mood dimmed again.

However, when she saw what was in the gun pouch, she couldn't care less about being sad——

Why are this, this, this pair of silver guns so familiar?

In the blink of an eye, she suddenly recalled, aren't these the double guns held in the portrait of Gao Zu?

Where did Master get this pair of guns?Is it a copy, or...

Jing Yan took a deep breath, she didn't dare to think about it anymore, she just stared blankly at the face of the woman in blue.

The woman in blue didn't take it seriously, let alone explaining.Her snow-colored palm brushed against the gun body, her expression was inexplicable. After a long while, she raised her head and said, "A Rui... Heh, Wuyou's martial arts skills cannot be wasted! There is a sense of reverence in the world, and there is no loss of enterprising spirit!"

As the woman said, her expression shook: "My world of Dazhou should be restored in Wuyou's hands!"

Jing Yan's delicate body was also shocked, she stared blankly at the face of the woman in the blue shirt: Master, who are you?

In Kuntai Palace, Yun Rui was fast asleep.

She dreamed that both she and Jing Jiayue had become adults, and they could finally fight happily like people in the martial arts——

In the dream, Yun Rui looked down at his grown body, very happy, couldn't help punching and kicking, but caught a glimpse of Jing Jiayue's disdainful expression.

Yun Rui was furious, this person is still so annoying when he grows up!

She really wanted to try her fists and feet as an adult, so she raised her leg and kicked Jing Jiayue's flowery little face——

Sister-in-law!

Yun Rui was startled, and suddenly realized that he had fallen asleep lying next to Sister-in-law.This kick, didn't it hit Auntie's body!

It was too late to reap the rewards.

Just hearing "Boom", and then "Ouch", her leg kicked the bed unceremoniously, causing her to grin in pain.

Hey, where's sister-in-law?

Yun Rui rubbed his sleepy eyes, where is Auntie?

Lost sister-in-law to sleep?

Yun Rui got up in a daze.

The bed is huge, and the wheels will not fall to the ground after a few back and forth.Sniffing and smelling, it is the smell of Anshenxiang, where is there half of the breath of Auntie?

Yun Rui suddenly felt lost, as if he had been abandoned.

She cuddled up against the brocade quilt resentfully, lost in thought.

After a while, a familiar voice suddenly came from my ear, "Ruier!"

It's Master!

Yun Rui suddenly stood up.I looked around but no one was there.

She knew that Master's kung fu is called "transmitting sound into secret", and Master and her old man must be not far away from her.

Master came to see me in the palace!

Yun Rui swept away the disappointment before, and immediately cheered up.

"Rui'er, get dressed and come outside the hall." She heard the master say this.

So he couldn't wait to climb out of the bed.