Shishuo female phase gl

The author has something to say: "One brush stroke draws Zhu Chen, two Zichens look at the dusk, look at the Lingtai from a distance, and look at the corner of the lotus and mud fish."

"The princess has fallen asleep, Miss Yan, please come back."

The maid in front of her didn't like Yan Ziyu very much all the time. The lights in the hall were brightly lit, but she opened her eyes and told nonsense. Yan Ziyu felt that she was on fire, so she couldn't hold on anymore and knelt down.

Although the palace lady wanted to make things difficult for Yan Ziyu, she didn't dare to take it seriously. Seeing that Yan Ziyu's face was not right, she knelt down again and hit her head on the ground. She quickly supported her and turned around and said, "The princess is painting, you Be quiet when reporting."

The maid at the back nodded and went in.

The palace maid hugged Yan Ziyu, and found that she was very hot, and her back was wet and waxy. She took a careful look, and found that it was full of blood, so she didn't dare to hug her back, slipped to the back of her neck, and pinched her. Among the people who pinched her.

Yan Ziyu woke up leisurely, smiled at the maid, spread out the painting in his pocket, and said quietly, "I'm here to return the princess's painting, nothing else, please tell the princess, I want to I don't understand, and, I'm sorry, I broke her painting."

After Yan Ziyu finished speaking, he shook off the broken painting, and walked back with support. The maid didn't want to stay here, and it didn't matter if she didn't stay. Fortunately, someone came to the palace. Is it the eldest princess or who?

Yuanshi stood in the hall, wearing a thin shirt, looked at the broken paintings on the ground, his face changed, and when he looked up, he saw the faint bloodstains on the back of Yan Ziyu who was staggering, and his face became even paler, "Call the imperial doctor!"

Yan Ziyu wanted to turn around to look at Yuanshi, but Yuanshi had already rushed in front of him, with a calm expression on his face, "Don't go!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hug Yan Ziyu, but he looked like he didn't know how to touch her, "I've never met you in such a situation, and I don't know what to do, but you have to stop, I'll let you Jiang Qing will help you in, and the imperial physician will arrive soon."

Yan Ziyu immediately noticed that Yuanshi didn't call himself by a respectful name, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I haven't suffered any hardships in the court, but it's just a few whips, I can still bear it."

The sentence 'I can stand it' was broken without sound, and she fell down, Yuanshi hurriedly hugged her, and the palace maid followed, and hugged Yan Ziyu on her stomach.

When she woke up, the sky was pale, and Yan Ziyu was lying on the soft pillow, lingering in the incense, which made her panic and thought it was a dream. When she turned her head slightly, she saw a person leaning on the head of the bed, frowning slightly, apparently not sleeping well. safely.

Yan Ziyu looked at Yuanshi carefully, and then gently pulled Yuanshi's sleeve.

Presumably his forearm was numb, Yuanshi slid down with a snap, kowtowed, and Yan Ziyu laughed out loud at his bewildered look.

"I've taken your bed, let's go down now, let someone change the brocade quilt, can you take a rest?"

Yuanshi rubbed his forehead, pursed his lips and glared at Yan Ziyu, "I still can't find a second bed in the Changque Temple of Ganqing?"

Yan Ziyu was helpless, and said in a low voice, "Come here a little bit."

Gakiichi was puzzled, but carefully moved a little distance away.

Yan Ziyu opened his right hand, brought it to his lips and let out a breath, then reached for the forehead that Yuanshi had bumped into.

As soon as Gakiichi retreated, he became even more suspicious.

Yan Ziyu explained with a smile, "This relieves the pain."

Gakiichi blinked his eyes, and leaned over as he said.

Yan Ziyu rubbed her carefully a few times, and asked, "How is it, do you feel better?"

Yuanshi nodded, Wu Mo's pupils looked at Yan Ziyu quietly.

Time passed, and it wasn't clear when he withdrew his hand, only Yuanshi said lightly, "Then if I rub your back like this, you won't feel the pain anymore?"

Yan Ziyu was dumb, and leaned back on the pillow with a broken smile, "In that case, I will definitely die, it hurts to death."

Yuanshi closed his eyes, leaned against the couch, and said after a while, "Who would hit you? And hit you so hard? You are such a good-looking person, even..."

"Looks good?" Yan Ziyu was puzzled, and said immediately, "Princess's painting...I'm sorry..."

Yuanshi seemed to think of something, opened his eyes suddenly, stared at Yan Ziyu and said, "You said you don't understand? What don't you understand?"

Yan Ziyu looked at Yuanshi calmly, and said lightly, "Why did the princess paint for me, why did she want me to go back to Yeting, why... suddenly changed into a different person yesterday?"

Yuanshi lowered his eyebrows, leaned back on the side of the couch wearily, and sighed softly, "I have never said these words to others, you listen to them, remember them, or forget them, don't take them as words. A joke. Yesterday I was bewitched for some reason. I saw you sleeping beautifully, so I drew it. It may be related to my unhappiness, so I envied your indifference and elegance, and envied you for being able to live a simple life. Wherever I go, everyone treats me respectfully, but secretly, they always despise me."

"Dislike? Who dares to dislike you, princess?"

Yan Ziyu never thought that the proud daughter of the eldest princess would think of herself so much, and besides being shocked, she also felt a little bit of sadness that she didn't understand.

"You have already said the word 'dare', don't you know why?"

Yuanshi said lightly, "You are a smart person and know the current situation. You treat brother Zhen well, but because he can help you a little bit, so that your Yan family can live better in Yeting."

"You?" Yan Ziyu was surprised, completely unexpected that Yuanshi had already seen her clearly.

"Yes, I know your purpose very well, so I turn a blind eye to my overtures, and I also know that what you value is my status, but I am not sad."

Yuanshi's voice became softer, "Aunt Rong has passed away, and I don't know who to talk to. Did you know that my father told me yesterday that he wants to make me the emperor's daughter, and I will be in charge of the Jin Dynasty in the future? But I understand that it is not easy to walk the road of making me the empress dowager. Although it is a sentence from the father to kill whoever is demoted, the subsequent involvement is not only human life, but also open and secret The struggle for power. Aunt Rong and Emperor Hao won the father's kingdom. I think he will always feel uneasy after Aunt Rong leaves. He is anxious to make me the empress dowager. One is to stabilize the government, and the other is to It is also selfish to prove that his life, and his aunt's life, although different from most people's relatives of the opposite sex, have still been here, and have stood at the top of the world's ten thousand people."

Hearing these fluffy words from a seven-year-old child, Yan Ziyu was shocked besides being shocked, and said dryly, "Then why did you say these things to me?"

Yuanshi smiled softly, he still had the immaturity of a child, but more of the deepness of a different child, "Actually, I don't understand that a person like you has gone through the cold and warm in the court, and lived a better life for himself." , I can use any dirty tricks, I understand all the people and things in the palace, and I only think I know a little about you."

She cut off her voice suddenly, as if puzzled by something, she said softly, "But you don't know, I walked around and came back alone, and I lost you. How do you feel in your heart? It is very strange that a person like you can have such a natural sleeping state, as if you can do anything, and you can drip any dirty water, but after doing it, you still You yourself, or that..."

She turned her head, stared at Yan Ziyu with somewhat confused pupils, and said lightly, "It's still the one who doesn't contaminate anything..."

Yan Ziyu never thought that her momentary slumber would cause Yuanshi to see a different kind of herself, but is the person she talks about really herself?

She smiled awkwardly, "Princess was joking, how can it be so magical, you must have read it wrong. You are right, I have indeed done a lot of disgraceful things, including to Yuanzhen, I used him, and saw You, princess, plan like this! A person like me will pay the price for what he has done sooner or later. Like everyone in the palace, once he enters the palace, he will either die in that unknown corner , or they were carried on the car and thrown away at the mass grave at will, and Hun'er has been floating in the mass grave, unable to be reincarnated."

Yuanshi shook his head, got up and walked to the desk, took a painting over, spread it out in front of Yan Ziyu, and said lightly, "No, you are indeed different from them."

Yan Ziyu's eyes gradually widened. The painting in front of her instantly reminded her of the scene when she first woke up yesterday, and even the thoughtful thoughts in her heart came out exactly the same.

Yuanshi's painting made Yan Ziyu's casual and unrestricted description more profound. At a glance, people can clearly see that the person in the painting is resting his hands on his back, tilting his head on the shoulder mountain, pointing his toes, and tilting his head. Sitting on the long rail, the girl in blue put on a self-indulgent and coquettish attitude by narrowing her eyes and holding up the tiredness of playing with the Pisces crossing her neck in the corner of the fish pond in front of her.

Obviously the high wall is on the side, the deep palace is far away, Yu Xia's warm red and blue reflections, the girl's heart seems to have flown outside the palace wall long ago, enjoying the wanton pleasure of a dragon swimming in the deep sea.

Yan Ziyu's eyes gradually blurred, and then she thought, this was the beginning of her love, after the love, she knew that no one could understand herself as well as the seven-year-old proud girl in front of her.

"A painting of Zhu Chen with one stroke of paint, two lives of Zichen looking at the dusk, looking at the Lingtai from a distance, looking at the corner of lotus, mud and fish playing sideways."

Yuanichi softly said again, "This was the only thing that came to my mind when I saw you get up after finishing the painting. I sent you back because I was sure I wouldn't be able to fall asleep. It was perfect for this painting .”

"This painting is left blank, waiting for your inscription, can you... tell me your name, so that I can have someone engrave it?"

Yuanshi's whispers were as gentle as sleepwalking, Yan Ziyu bit the broken and choked corner of his lips, digging out his heart word by word.

"Yanziyu, my name is Yanziyu!"