Waiting for the protagonist to cry today [Quick Transmigration]

Jian Yunqiao minimized his sense of presence and ran away while no one was paying attention. He went to the place where books were printed. Compared with the situation when no one took care of him when he came last time, when he appeared this time, he didn't even enter Li Ting. The boss personally took people out to greet him.

"Master Jian, ah, Mr. Jian, you are here, please hurry up!"

Jian Yunqiao smiled: "Boss, you are so annoying, how are you doing recently?"

"Hey, thanks to you, there has been an endless stream of requests from shopkeepers to increase the quantity recently. Our workers here are working day and night."

Jian Yunqiao made some psychological achievements before coming here, but she didn't expect her grades to be so good. Facts have proved that Mary Su is the soul of novels from ancient times to the present.

He hasn't come up with his killer move yet: waking up from a big bed 500 meters away every morning, crying colorful tears, and Gu Beicheng, you are so ruthless.

Not flustered, Jian Yunqiao said reservedly: "This time, I also want to discuss with the boss. The best-seller of my masterpiece is only due to luck, and I have no ambitions. I just want to be safe."

He decisively wiped out the boss's suspicion of him, because if many people's words became popular, the price would naturally increase, or the colleagues poached each other, which was also the reason why the boss suddenly became intimate.

But he also hinted that he wanted to keep a low profile and didn't want to reveal his identity.

No matter who the boss is, he is an old man, he nodded: "It's easy to talk about, Mr. Jian, don't worry, I promise someone with my life that I will never leak your information!"

Jian Yunqiao was not at ease at all, he sipped tea leisurely: "Boss Xu is serious, so there is no need to guarantee your life, I just hope you can keep your word, compared to me who is always at ease, I really don't want to be disturb……"

He hadn't finished speaking, but the unfinished words were obvious.

Boss Xu saw that the young man was young, fair-looking, and had always had a weak temperament, and thought he was a good match, but he never expected that this half-smiling appearance at this moment made him feel chills.

"Naturally, naturally, don't worry."

After Boss Xu was polite, he gave Jian Yunqiao all the silver notes that should be divided, and then sent the person out.

Jian Yunqiao was very happy when he got the money. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back and smile slightly: "It's a pleasure working with Boss Xu. Goodbye."

After Jian Yunqiao left, Boss Xu was still staring at his back in a daze.

The attendant at the side said: "Boss, this young master is not ordinary."

"Like, kind of like..." Boss Xu muttered to himself, and suddenly said: "Is the portrait of Jun Yuner still in our library?"

The attendant was taken aback, the portrait of Yun'er, the most famous beauty outside the Great Wall, was owned by only a few people in the world, and the boss got a copy by chance a few years ago and kept it in the important place of the library, so he wants to see it now?

Boss Xu didn't answer, but quickly went to the library and entered the inner room. After pressing the button, a picture of a beauty appeared on the wall. The eyes are bright and beautiful. The person in the painting is standing under the willow tree, turning his head and smiling slightly, his eyes looking forward. His figure is tall and straight, and a spring light falls on his body through the gaps in the leaves, which disturbs Nianhua. This is the kind of person who refuses At the late emperor's courtship, she married Gu Xiao, the chief assistant of the former dynasty.

Boss Xu covered the painting with his hand, looked at the smiling face of the person in the painting, and murmured: "Yun'er, he really looks like you when he smiles..."

Imperial City

The emperor was sitting in his study room, and there was also a painting hanging in his study room. In the painting, there was also a man in white clothes, sitting wantonly on the wall, looking down at the kitten under the wall. The picture was quiet and beautiful. .

"All clouds..."

Today is Jun Yun'er's death day, the emperor Qi Wang's eyes are full of irony, "Jian Yun'er, you love Gu Xiao so much, you even rejected my father for him, and married far away to the Central Plains, Xiao He will succeed, Xiao He will lose, until now... In the end, what you didn't expect was that Gu Xiao died because of your deep love.

His father, Emperor Yingming, fell on the body of a Jun Yun'er in the end, a man, but he played with an emperor and the chief minister of the current dynasty with the palm of his hand!

"His Majesty."

The voice of the dark guard appeared.

"Have you found it?" The emperor didn't turn his head, still staring at the painting.

"It is true that Jun Yun'er followed Gu Xiao outside the Great Wall and committed suicide, but after many investigations by his subordinates over the years, they found that Jun Yun'er seems to have given birth to a son."

"He still has a child!" Qi Wang turned around, lost his composure for a moment, and unconsciously clenched the chair tightly to cover up his inner excitement.

"Yes, but this matter was covered up very well, and the subordinates could only learn that the child was sent back to the Central Plains by Jun Yun'er. It was a boy, and he was brought back to his hometown by an old servant back then."

"Check!" The emperor's eyes were deep, with an invisible coldness: "Even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will see the corpse even if I die!"

Jun Yun'er, you are already such a disaster to the country, I want to see if your son is as capable as you!

General House

This time, Jian Yunqiao went back to the mansion, thinking that it would be fine anyway, since Marysu is so popular, he simply wrote that the domineering general fell in love with me.

He thinks comprehensively, but when he writes, he always brings Fang Zhengting's face into his face, and in the end, he always loses his mind unconsciously, so he can only put down the pen and write quietly.

Just at dusk, he opened the door, walked to the gate, and happened to see the housekeeper approaching, and asked, "Will the general come back tonight?"

The steward knew that Jian Yunqiao's status was not what it used to be, so he said politely, "The general hasn't said when he will return, so Madam don't worry, the general is brave and good at fighting, so mere bandits are no match for the general."

Jian Yunqiao nodded, a little absent-minded. He always felt that he was inexplicably depressed today. He couldn't explain why, but he just wasn't interested. According to reason, the news that the book was sold out today came, so he should have a drink or two to celebrate. up.

But inexplicably, he wanted to be alone even more, feeling stuffy and out of breath.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, the butler didn't say much, so he left after a few words of comfort.

Jian Yunqiao went to the Book Pavilion of the General's Mansion. There are many books here. Although they are not scripts, you can find some historical materials to look at to relieve fatigue.

The two maids behind him remained silent until Jian Yunqiao saw the first layer of historical materials of the late emperor, and when he suddenly saw the rebellious minister Gu Xiao, he inexplicably stopped to turn the page.

Then, he saw Gu Xiao's wife, Jie Yun'er, which was well recorded in historical materials, until he saw that line of writing, beheaded for public display, and when Gu Xiao's wife, Jie Yun'er, fled outside the Great Wall and committed suicide, his heart suddenly burst Grief, this kind of stinging pain is the source and scream of the blood, which is not under the control of his reason.

He clutched his heart, feeling a little dizzy, and seemed to be able to hear something in a trance.

"If I didn't have your flesh and blood in my arms, I wouldn't want to live alone for a day if you went."

"When our child is born, we will call him Yun."

"Gu Xiao, Gu Xiao..."

Youdao's tossing male voice lingered in his ears, Jian Yunqiao's hand shook, and thick historical materials fell to the ground.

The maid who was at the side hurried over and said nervously, "Ma'am?"

Jian Yunqiao raised her hand to signal them not to come, but calmed down her mood and asked, "Do you know about the former chief minister?"

The faces of the attendants changed again and again, and finally said: "The general ordered our servants not to mention this matter."

"Is there any taboo?"

The faces of the attendants turned pale: "I don't know."

Jian Yunqiao didn't force it: "I see." He picked up the historical materials again and started searching the entire study for usable materials, but found nothing.

In the end, I could only ask the system for help: "2233, can you provide me with the information of Jie Yun'er?"

The system said: "Qiaoqiu, you think it's beautiful, it needs 200 points."

Jian Yunqiao pondered: "How many points do I have now?"

"205 dots."

All the family property, if you don't get any useful information in exchange, it will be a big loss. Jian Yunqiao always likes to be safe, but this time he was not impulsive, but said: "Let me think about it."

He went back to his room full of thoughts, and didn't eat anything at night, and stayed in Fang Zhengting's bedroom in a daze.

In the early hours of the morning, when Fang Zhengting returned home, the first thing he did was to ask the housekeeper beside him: "Has Madam rested yet?"

The steward hesitated for a while, but said: "The general is not in the mansion today, Madam is very depressed, she came to the gate three or four times, and asked the old servant several times when you will return to the mansion."

Fang Zhengting's steps were steady, he didn't seem to feel anything about it, his voice was very low in the cold night: "Really?"

The housekeeper didn't know what it meant, and said honestly, "I dare not deceive you."

"Back off." Fang Zhengting didn't let anyone follow him, and went back to the room by himself.

There was only moonlight in the room, and the room was silent, but with his martial arts, he could still hear his shallow breathing.

Fang Zhengting just came back from washing up, the smell of blood was gone, leaving only the cold air.

A weak voice came from inside the room: "Is the general back?"

Fang Zhengting frowned, a little surprised, walked to the side of the bed and looked at the person with wide-eyed eyes and asked, "Why don't you sleep?"

Jian Yunqiao moved inside to make room for Fang Zhengting. The quilt was still warm, and Fang Zhengting could still feel the sweet scent of him when he waded over.

"I can't sleep." Jian Yunqiao lay on her side, facing him: "Just count the time and think about when the general will come back."

"Nonsense." Fang Zhengting scolded him: "If this general doesn't come back tonight, you won't sleep?"

He said so, but Fang Zhengting's tone was not angry.

Jian Yunqiao looked into his arms, touched his chest, and asked without answering, "The general is not injured?"

Are you worried about yourself?Fang Zhengting raised his eyebrows, he grabbed Jian Yunqiao's hand, moved it under him, and pressed it on top: "There is nothing else, but the little general may get hurt if he doesn't comfort him."

Jian Yuqiao was taken aback for a moment, he felt the huge monster standing in his hand, felt sorry for his arm, and whispered: "Can I not comfort you?"

A certain general said solemnly: "No."

Second day

When Jian Yunqiao got up, Fang Zhengting was not in the room, he called the maid and asked, the maid said: "The general has already gone to the morning court, and ordered the servant to serve you breakfast."

"understood."

Jian Yunqiao rubbed her face, washed her face, she did sleep late last night, and the general kept tossing about, so he accidentally fell asleep.

He started to eat breakfast. The breakfast in the General's Mansion is very vegetarian, white rice porridge, steamed stuffed buns, and a few dishes of vegetarian dishes. Jian Yunqiao was also curious about this before. Fang Zhengting is a first-class official residence, and the General's Mansion is not so poor no matter how poor it is , Later he gradually understood that the general was fighting abroad all year round, and the food outside the Great Wall could not be refined, especially when he was marching and fighting.

And the general even advances and retreats with the soldiers. He is used to this kind of diet, even if he returns to the prosperous capital.

What's rare is that he himself, the general's wife, is not picky, and he doesn't think it hurts to accompany the general every day.

The servants of the general's mansion also privately said that Jian Yunqiao and the general are really a good match, and that the general's habit would be unbearable even for a rich lady.

Just after breakfast, Jian Yunqiao was about to go back to her place to write a storybook when the butler walked in first: "Madam, there is a man outside asking to see him. He said his surname is Xu. Madam will definitely meet him."

Boss Xu?Jian Yunqiao raised her eyebrows. He came to see him because he was afraid that there was some urgent matter that he must see, so he said, "Bring him here."

He cleaned up the servants in the hall, and he had to keep the matter of writing the scripture a little secret. It would be bad if it got out, until the figure of Boss Xu appeared.

It's only been a day since he saw him, and he always feels that the way Boss Xu looks at him has changed, and there seems to be a little...intimacy in his eyes?

I hope it is an illusion.

"Young Master Jian, please stay safe." Boss Xu is wearing a purple brocade robe today, some loose clothes just cover his somewhat affluent figure, and his face with Chinese characters is less careless than in the past, which seems to be important words to say.

"Boss Xu looks good, but is there any happy event?"

Boss Xu smiled heartily: "The only thing that can be called a happy event in the past few days is seeing you, Young Master Jian."

Jian Yunqiao knew that he didn't want to tell the truth, but she didn't force it, she just said: "That really terrifies Jian."

Boss Xu saw that Jian Yunqiao's eyes were dark and limp, recalling that yesterday was the death day of Jie Yun'er, his heart turned a thousand times.

Gu Xiao, this is your child, the blood of the Gu family that Yun'er left for you.

The sky has eyes, and the retribution is not good.

Boss Xu took a sip of tea and covered the thoughts in his eyes: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Jian, the princess came to look for me in my humble house yesterday."

Jian Yunqiao said calmly, "Oh?"

"But Xu is a businessman, since he has agreed to the young master, he will never betray the young master's information."

"Thank you, Boss Xu."

Boss Xu smiled slightly: "But with the power of the royal family, if you really want to investigate, Xu won't be able to hide it for a few days."

It's not that Jian Yunqiao didn't think about it. When he posted this script, the last thing he expected was the accident of the princess.

That's all Boss Xu said. He came here just to remind Jian Yunqiao that he should leave after the message was delivered. Jian Yunqiao sent him off.

The two wanted to take them on the road, but Boss Xu hesitated and said, "Mr. Jian, please forgive me for going overboard with a question. Dare I ask where is Mr. Jian's mother?"

Jian Yunqiao didn't expect the topic to change so suddenly, he said: "My mother has passed away."

Boss Xu said: "Sorry, it's Xu's fault."

"It's okay." Jian Yunqiao didn't think there was any problem with his resume at first, but after experiencing yesterday, he became unsure.

After Boss Xu got into the carriage, he suddenly leaned down and whispered in Jian Yunqiao's ear, "Be careful of the emperor."

Jian Yunqiao's eyes widened, and she looked at Boss Xu vigilantly, but saw that he still had the usual face. He got into the carriage and disappeared.

Boss Xu left, and Jian Yunqiao returned to the mansion, feeling uneasy.

Fang Zhengting returned home at night, and he already knew about Boss Xu's visit in the morning.

During the meal, Jian Yunqiao had things in his mind. He didn't know whether he should tell the things in the book, but Boss Xu came to him today, and if he didn't tell the truth, the general would find out.

Or……

Jian Yunqiao glanced at him cautiously, the general is waiting for her to tell the truth?

He ate absent-mindedly, but saw that Fang Zhengting seemed to be preoccupied, Jian Yunqiao narrowed his eyes, and suddenly approached Fang Zhengting.

His face was close at hand, Fang Zhengting looked at him without looking sideways, without moving, as if waiting to see what kind of monster Jian Yunqiao would do again today.

But all he saw were those slender hands with clear knuckles reaching out, brushing lightly over his mouth, and then Jian Yunqiao's eyes flickered with a smile: "The general is distracted."

There was a grain of white rice in his hand, and he put it into his mouth very naturally, he didn't feel how ambiguous this behavior was at all, he was used to it as if the two had been an old couple who had been together for many years.

"Sit down." Fang Zhengting looked away a little unnaturally, and asked Jian Yunqiao, who was sitting crookedly, to restrain himself.

Jian Yunqiao's quarrel improved the preoccupied atmosphere of the two of them. Fang Zhengting ate less today, so he went directly to the study for dinner.

Never finding the right time to speak, Jian Yunqiao waited for him to come back while boredly reading in the bedroom, but it took a long time.

He called the maid for questioning, but the maid said that Fang Zhengting was busy with business today, and he might not be coming back, so he just took a rest in the study.

Jian Yunqiao frowned, not because he was thinking too much, but because it was too a coincidence that the person who slept in the study room, the most taboo between husband and wife suddenly became suspicious, he stood up: "Take me to the dining room."

Now his status is different than before, and the people in the dining room have changed a lot. He directly cooked a pot of soup and then left to find Fang Zhengting in the study.

After knocking on the door a few times and waiting for a while, I heard a cold voice from inside: "Come in."

Jian Yunqiao came in with soup. He didn't wear special clothes, and his hair was pulled up casually. He was wearing an ordinary white gown. It was almost autumn at this time, although it wasn't cold, it was still a little thin.

Fang Zhengting was sitting on the desk with a notebook in his hand, the dim light had worn away his original hard corners, and softened the fearful killing spirit in the past. He stood up and took Tang, holding it in his hand. With some cold hands, Jian Yunqiao immediately said in displeasure: "Why are you so thin, how do servants do things."

He frowned and showed the general's aura again. Jian Yunqiao asked him to sit on the chair beside him: "Don't the general blame me for coming here without authorization?"

Fang Zhengting looked at him: "In your heart, General Ben is such a harsh person?"

Jian Yunqiao replied: "It's not that I look at the general that way, but because I don't understand. I don't understand what the general is thinking, so I always worry about making you unhappy."

When he said this, the look in his eyes was serene, the room was very quiet, the two of them were sitting very close, but it seemed like they were separated by a deep ravine.

"The general said that as long as you are obedient, you won't be angry."

"But I'm also human, I have my own thoughts, I'm trying to consider the general's feelings, I want to get closer to the general, I don't want to make you angry, but can the general try to be considerate of me occasionally?"

Fang Zhengting looked at the steam rising from the bowl of soup on the table, his whole body was very stern, and his face, which was always serious, was tense at this moment. A man with great ambitions would not care about the love of his children. He has the country in his heart. See The land is the country, and the road under the feet is also the road of war.

He has been in the world for more than 20 years, and he doesn't understand Jian Yunqiao's feelings. If he likes him, he has to listen to his own words. Why is he not harsh on him, but still dissatisfied?

"This general has never treated you badly."

When these words fell to the ground, Jian Yunqiao suddenly laughed, it was the kind of forced smile that was extremely disappointing but still forced out, but it was inexplicably dazzling in Fang Zhengting's eyes, and he felt suddenly stuffy in his heart, as if he had been beaten. Fist, but unable to fight back.

"Yeah, the general did the right thing. I asked for too much." Jian Yunqiao said this indifferently, and stood up: "General Tang, use it earlier, don't let it get cold."

He took a small step back: "Let's leave first."

He turned around, but his arm was pulled by someone, a strong force pulled him, he couldn't stand still for a moment, and fell directly into a certain hard embrace, what caught his eye was Fang Zhengting's face, that person's eyes were deep : "Are you angry with this general?"

"The general is worrying too much, how dare I make you angry."

Before he finished his angry words, he was kissed. A certain general was still domineering as always. , he aggressively swept every inch of Jian Yunqiao's mouth, as if tasting his prey.

When she was let go, she still bit Jian Yunqiao's ear in a low voice: "Why are you angry with me?"

Jian Yunqiao was so pissed off by this bastard, he hit the man's chest directly, but it was too hard and his hand still hurt: "Yes, I'm just angry, you are overbearing and unreasonable!"

"Well, I'm domineering and unreasonable." Fang Zhengting was simply unreasonable for such a small amount of strength, and suddenly, there was a little smile in his eyes, which was rare.

"Even so, Ma'am is willing to be kissed by me and likes me."

Jian Yunqiao blushed with embarrassment, he struggled to stand up, he became more courageous, he was forced to do so, unexpectedly the general is still a scoundrel, he said: "General, I don't like you anymore!"

Fang Zhengting domineeringly picked him up and walked towards the bedroom: "Then who do you like? That wild man who came to the house today?"

What wild man?This guy's ability to beat him up is also good, Jian Yunqiao was angry with him: "Anyway, I don't like you, you don't even consider my feelings, General, Boss Xu is much better than you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was thrown on the bed. The man pushed him up vigorously, and the dense kisses fell down, which made people unstoppable. Jian Yunqiao's clothes were removed by him in threes and fives. The man could be heard threatening hoarsely with passion: "Today, as a husband, I will let my wife know whether he is strong or not."

In the middle of the night, Jian Yunqiao was already speechless, and he could still hear the beast whispering in his ear, "I will try."

try what?He didn't have the energy to think about it.

Wangfu

The princess fidgeted as if the chair under her buttocks had been pricked by needles for a moment, and she kept looking at the door from time to time.

On the contrary, Qi Heng next to him was drinking a small cup of tea, playing chess with himself seemed unusually leisurely.

Finally, when the princess made the noise for the umpteenth time, Qi Heng's eyelids twitched, and he reluctantly put down the chess piece: "My little aunt, please calm down."

Qi Rong was surprised and said, "Brother Huang, aren't you curious?"

She was referring to the matter in the storybook. Of course, the prince's 33 times of soliciting love for the princess felt that he was definitely not talking about the emperor's brother. According to her, the emperor's small body should be at most three times and no more.

If Qi Heng knew what his sister was thinking at the moment, he would probably be kicked 30 meters away, but now he is in the period of falling out of love and doesn't bother to pay attention to these things, so he sneered and said: "Only a little girl like you would like fancy things. "

Because the people in the bookstore refused to disclose the author's information, the princess found Qi Heng through the royal intelligence network, and now both of them are waiting for news.

The princess stared at him in displeasure, her expression was that of protecting her idol, she patted the table: "Brother Huang, you haven't seen it, how do you know it's not good, maybe you will like it more than me!"

Qi Heng didn't bother to talk to her, but she couldn't play chess here anymore, so she said: "This king won't like these things, and it's impossible to read them."

"Don't you really want to take a look? This writer is very good at writing, let's write the story between you and the hostess!" The princess's eyes lit up, and she was committed to the great cause of Amway, intending to develop offline.

Qi Heng advised her to give up this desire as soon as possible: "Even if this king dies outside, it is impossible to watch if you jump from here."

It was so serious, Qi Rong curled his lips, unwilling to say: "Don't regret it."

Qi Heng sneered, when the two of them were talking about half a sentence, someone came in outside and put the secret report into Qi Heng's hands, it was the news that the princess had hoped for her.

"Look quickly, Brother Huang." The princess urged him, if it wasn't for the presence of outsiders, she would have rushed over regardless of the image of the royal family.

Qi Heng opened the letter slowly, and saw three words written on it in a fluttering manner: Jian Yunqiao.

As if he had been fixed, Qi Heng's original calm expression disappeared, and his smile gradually froze on his face. He kept looking at the three people, as if he couldn't recognize these three words, it was impossible. ,How can it be.

Isn't he a little drug boy? Why is he still writing a storybook?Does Fang Zhengting know about this?The general's mansion is so poor that he needs to come out to make money to subsidize the family?

"Brother Huang, why are you standing there?" The princess waited for a long time without making a sound, she couldn't sit still, she asked anxiously: "Why do you have the expression of seeing a ghost, who is it?"

Closing the secret letter with difficulty, let out a sigh of relief, Qi Heng rubbed his head: "Really want to know?"

"Ok!"

Well, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Qi Heng directly threw the secret letter to the person opposite, took a sip of tea to suppress his shock.

The princess couldn't wait to open it to see, and then a face was really red and blue like a palette, it was more exciting than seeing a ghost.

Unexpectedly, never expected, that flirtatious slut's main business is not to hook up with men, but to teach other people how to hook up with men!

Thinking about the various manipulations of the heroine in the book Wangye Suoqing, like a textbook, it seems that he misunderstood Jian Yunqiao!

What kind of flirtatious and cheap is this, this is obviously a good man who knows how to share the beauty of people and kindness!

Qi Heng knew that he didn't like Jian Yunqiao, even if they separated, he still said: "Don't be too sad, we can't interfere with what people want to do..."

"Brother Huang!" The princess slammed the table with an expression that I didn't understand what you were talking about: "Who said I was sad? I was just too excited. I really admire Mr. Jian!"

Qi Heng: "..."

Woman heart seabed needle.

"Ahem." He clenched his fists on his lips to cover up the emotion on his face: "Brother Huang, please warn you, don't make trouble for him..."

How could Qi Rong still have time to chat with the old man and old virgin, Brother Huang, and walked away without taking a cloud: "Brother Huang is leaving."

"and many more!"

Qi Rong looked back at him impatiently.

"You'd better go." Qi Heng's face flickered suspiciously, and he waved his hands to tell the little beast to get out of here.

After the princess left like a gust of wind, Qi Heng called someone over: "Go and buy me a copy of "The Lord Asks for Love 33 Times..."

Honest servant: "What?"

Qi Heng's face burned up: "Buy a book of words in the hands of the princess! This king wants to see what makes her not do her job properly."

The servant is an honest man, he doesn't understand the feelings of a boy, oh no, the feelings of an old virgin, he nodded and retreated.

General House

Jian Yunqiao was still sleeping after three days of work, a certain general had finished his morning court and finished his business in the study, and his lunch was all set, but there was still no sign of his daughter-in-law.

Fang Zhengting went back to his room and saw the maid guarding outside, he frowned and asked, "Madam hasn't gotten up yet?"

The servant girl nodded: "I have been sleeping."

Are you really so tired?Fang Zhengting reflected on himself for a rare moment, pushed open the door, and the sunlight from the outside also came in with him. The huge bedroom was divided into three parts, with a round table in the middle and a big mahogany, beaded curtain on the left. Hanging, inside is a desk with some books that Jian Yunqiao usually reads, the floor on the right side is soft, the curtains on the big bed are down, and the people inside are still sleeping.

Jian Yunqiao dazedly heard a sound outside, he turned over, pushed the quilt back down, buried his head in the pillow and wanted to sleep again when the curtain of the bed was pulled away.

The dazzling light suddenly came out.

Fang Zhengting fished him out, Jian Yunqiao kicked him, and got up still angry.

"Are you bold? Huh?" The low-pitched voice was a little menacing, which could instantly wake you up.

Jian Yunqiao opened her eyes wide, stared at him, and didn't talk back, but that glance had already fully expressed her meaning: It's not all your fault

Fang Zhengting let out a muffled laugh: "Come over for dinner."

After the two of them had dinner, Fang Zhengting left the mansion. Although he was fished out, he didn't tell the servant girl not to let him go back to sleep. In a way, this man was as gentle as His Highness.

Before Jian Yunqiao could sleep for a while, he was called up, and the princess called him into the palace again. Thinking of the fear of being dominated by the princess, he was still suffering!

But after thinking about it, he still went.

After all, he knew that the military power in Fang Zhengting's hands was too conspicuous, and any path he took might push him to the forefront. At this time, he could no longer hold back.

When he arrived at the palace, he was waiting in the imperial garden, but he saw a beautiful woman walking slowly with the princess. The woman had a foreign style and was extraordinarily beautiful, but there was a kind of aloofness in her eyebrows and eyes, which was gorgeous and not vulgar. Beautiful but not demonic.

The princess was very happy to see Jian Yunqiao and introduced to the woman beside her, "He is Mr. Jian, the general's wife."

This kind of polite tone made Jian Yunqiao flattered, the princess probably took the wrong medicine.

"This is the Zen concubine."

Jian Yunqiao was busy saluting, some glamorous Zen concubines came over to help him personally: "I don't know why, I feel kind to you as soon as I see you."

"The grass people also feel very kind when they look at the empress." Jian Yunqiao was talking nonsense.

The princess probably didn't expect Concubine Chan to come over at this time, so she could only chat awkwardly, but the emperor asked him to go to the imperial study at this time. It was really a leaky house and it rained all night. She just saw an idol. Why is it so Disaster!

Reluctantly leaving, the princess said: "Young Master Jian must wait for me to come back!"

Waiting for you to come back and toss me?Little aunt, please let me go!

As soon as the princess left, Concubine Chan smiled slightly: "Do you mind, Mr. Jian, if you accompany me to the garden?"

Don't mind or don't mind, you are a god compared to the little bastard princess, and Jian Yunqiao also feels very comfortable getting along with him.

Until I walked to the lotus pond, I heard someone shouting for help and fell into the water from a distance. The voice was very urgent, and there were all the maids around me.

"Your Majesty?" The maids did not dare to act rashly. In this palace, human life is worthless, and everything is subject to the order of the master.

Concubine Chan is still kind-hearted after all, she frowned sadly: "What should I do..."

The voice of the people in the lake gradually weakened. Jian Yunqiao saw it and sighed inwardly. Sure enough, he still couldn't fully adapt to the identity of the ancients, and couldn't turn a blind eye to a human life.

His body reacted faster than his brain. When he realized it, he had already rushed over. When he jumped into the water and endured the pain all over his body, he completely regretted it. Being a good person is difficult, and being a good person is even more difficult.

When he pulled the man ashore, the man looked fine, but Jian Yunqiao's own face was paler than the person who fell into the water, like a water ghost. Concubine Chan was startled, and asked the palace servants to take Jian Yunqiao back to her palace .

Jian Yunqiao's clothes were drenched, and when she arrived at Concubine Chan's palace, she smelled the fragrance in the censer but coughed continuously. Concubine Chan's complexion changed, her lips were trembling, as if she had seen some shocking scene, her eyes were full of unbelievable.

The royal blood of the Tiyue clan would cough when they smelled this fragrance. She herself was from the Tiyue clan, but she was not of the royal blood, and she just relied on this fragrance to make her homesick!

If Jian Yunqiao reacted like this, does it mean that Jian Yunqiao is from the royal family?Thinking of his appearance and background, and the painting in the emperor's study, Concubine Chan trembled in fear, it was Jun Yun'er's child, it was him!

"Your Majesty..." The palace maid came over to ask for instructions on what to do, but she saw her own empress with a pale face and a frightened look.

"Take good care of it." Concubine Chan came back to her senses, her eyes narrowed when she thought of the royal family: "Hurry up and invite General Fang into the palace."

The sun is gradually setting, but the palace is full of darkness

When Jian Yunqiao woke up, the uncomfortable smell in the room was gone, Concubine Chan was sitting not far away, looking at him meaningfully.

This imperial palace can't beat him, Jian Yunqiao thought, just as he was about to thank him, Concubine Chan asked tremblingly, "You...you belonged to Gu Xiao..."

Before she finished speaking, the voice of the palace maid came from outside: "Ma'am, General Fang, please see me."

Before Jian Yunqiao could hear Concubine Chan's words clearly, she heard the maid repeat her voice in a louder voice.

Didn't the general tell himself that he would not come back until evening when he was leaving today?how so fast

Fang Zhengting walked in, he was still wearing a suit of armor, and when he walked in, he was still carrying the killing spirit of the battlefield, and the surrounding maids all lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly.

He exchanged a few words of greetings, first thanked her, and then saw that Jian Yunqiao was fine, then took Jian Yunqiao back with his arms around her, but was stopped by Concubine Chan.

It is impossible for a husband not to know the texture of Jian Yunqiao's back when it gets wet, and Concubine Chan called out: "General, please stay."

Fang Zhengting asked his wife to wait outside, and he took care of it, and there were only two people left in the room.

Concubine Chan said bluntly: "The general knows the identity of Madam...?"

The murderous aura around Fang Zhengting was revealed. The son of the rebellious party of the previous dynasty, punished the nine clans, and the concubine Chan wanted to threaten him?

"The general doesn't understand what Concubine Chan said."

Concubine Chan hesitated to speak: "Ma'am... it will bring you danger, I can still speak in front of the emperor, I..."

"If you can't even protect your own wife, how can you talk about protecting your family and the country?" Fang Zhengting has already made a choice. In fact, he has been preparing for this matter today. He wants to take people away from the capital.

Concubine Chan's eyes flickered, as if she didn't expect that a cold-hearted person like Fang Zhengting would be so dedicated to a wife who had been in the capital for less than two months.

She was a little puzzled: "May I ask why?"

Fang Zhengting stood at the door, the evening sun fell on him, he looked at the young man standing under the Yushu Lanzhi tree in the distance, and softened his eyebrows and eyes.

"In these years, he has suffered a lot in his hometown. Even if Yun Qiao doesn't say anything, I regret that I have failed him. I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"Your Majesty has already set his sights on him." Concubine Chan kindly reminded that Jun Yun'er had been kind to her.

Taking a deep look at Concubine Chan, Fang Zhengting said: "Thank you, Concubine, for your suggestion."

Concubine Chan couldn't say anything more, so she had to see off the guests. She smiled at Jian Yunqiao and said, "Mr. Jian, take care."

The road ahead will definitely not be easy, Concubine Chan looked at the two people walking away, sighed, and said to the screen behind: "Your Majesty, come out, the general has already left."