"Don't move. ”

Xiyan was startled, tilted his head slightly, and the cold light flickered, it was really a sharp weapon.

Since Yan Weiqing was born, Yan Tianmu rarely spent the night here, that child, he looked more important than his life, outsiders thought that it was because of the early death of the child's mother, so he was extraordinarily dedicated, but his true thoughts, even Xiyan was not very clear, maybe it was her indifference and alienation that violated motherhood and made him pity this child even more. She had just sent him out of the door, and when she folded it back, she had one more piece around her neck.

His voice was slightly low, but magnetic, and there was a clear aftermath of youth that could not be concealed. A comfortable voice with threatening words that doesn't make people afraid. When she thought of this, she suddenly wanted to laugh, did she really go crazy, and was still in the mood to study a person with a sword on her neck at this moment.

There was a commotion outside, as if someone had broken into the neighborhood and been spotted by the guards. Xiyan quickly came back to his senses.

"They won't search my room. She whispered, and walked slowly, and he seemed to understand her intentions, and followed her.

Walking to the corridor lamp, she looked back slightly, but from the side, he was surprised, and the knife in his hand unconsciously moved some distance.

She's here? So she's here? He's been looking for her to appear in front of him like this.

She stopped, plucked up the courage to turn around, and found that there was a bloody wound on his arm, and then looked up at his exposed eyes, which were not murderous, bright and pure, and made up her mind, no matter who it was, what he needed now was healing.

"Come in quickly, be careful to be seen. "The captives are now taking care of the captors.

He was stunned, but she gently tugged him, pulled him into the room, and inserted the door by the way.

"Can you do it yourself?" she found the medicine to stop the bleeding and the cloth to bandage and put it in front of him. She lives in a simple place, but with a warm color. Her appearance, 8 years, is less beautiful than the original flower, more gentle and charming style, the years have taken away some and brought some.

"What?" Xiyan saw that he was distracted, didn't he hear what she said and still needed her help. "If I had helped you, your injuries would have been worse. She was a little embarrassed.

His smile was conveyed with his eyes, and he reached out and neatly treated the wound.

People who are often injured are so quick to get hurt. Xiyan thought to himself. Although the clothes on his body are only one color black, the material is not bad, and it is impossible for ordinary robbers and thieves to wear them. What would that do? Phew, as long as it doesn't kill her, anything goes.

Will she still recognize him? Last time she said goodbye, she never showed up again. The goal of his life gradually condensed into one in the waiting and anticipation: to find her. From the day he was bought, she was his only relative in this world, so that he would no longer be lonely and lonely. But it was so close, in such a way, but he had never imagined.

"Do you want to drink water?" she asked cautiously, seeing that he didn't want to leave.

He shook his head.

He must not have wanted people to see him as he was. Then not reluctantly.

The two sat in silence for a while, and when they heard footsteps in the corridor outside, they blew out the candles. Figures swept past the window.

"Niangniang is already resting, you leave quickly, don't disturb her. Tsukika's voice rang out.

But his eyes lit up, Niangniang? She is Niangniang? So why is she here?

When the voices were gone, the whole courtyard returned to calm.

"You don't want to sit here all night, do you?" asked Xiyan. When the day dawns, it's not so easy to get out. Judging by his dress, it is impossible for him to wander outside during the day.

"Thank you. He got up, walked to the door, paused again, looked back at her, and swallowed the words back. We'll see you again.

Lei Xiao waited in the secret room behind the side hall. The internal guards sent out are basically back. But his most important No. 3 didn't show up on time. Could it be that something is going on? This time the task is so arduous that I can't be sure of anyone except No. 3.

"The King. Number 3 is back. ”

"Let him in at once. ”

Wounded, but mission accomplished. Lei Xiao patted him on the shoulder with relief, "It's hard work." ”

"You've done your job this time, and I'm going to make good on my promise. You can no longer perform secret duties, I have already discussed with General Yan, and in the future you will serve under him and be in charge of Gyeonggi security. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Finally, I was able to get out of this life, but the joy was not as strong as I expected. Maybe the people he got rid of were not sorry to die, but it didn't feel good to be stained with blood.

"Follow General Yan to work hard in the future, I am optimistic about you. ”

Yan Weiqing, 7 years old.

He sat aggrievedly on the ground. Dad promised to take him out to play today, but he hasn't come back yet. Early in the morning, he excitedly put on his favorite clothes, and brought his most cherished little wooden sword, waiting, watching the sky from bright to dark, and then the stars came out, and after a long time of tears, he came down, sat on the ground, and cried. The handmaidens around him were in a hurry, but they didn't dare to pull him hard. The little master hates women touching him the most, and he is hysterical when he touches him, and if he can find a male attendant who is as attentive as a woman, they don't have to be here.

General Yan loves the little young master like a treasure, because the little young master's mother died in childbirth, so he took on all the responsibilities of his father and mother alone, no matter how busy and tired he was, he would not ignore the little young master. Many people persuaded him to marry a wife, but he said: Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it was not all clouds that blocked back, and even the king sighed that he was deeply affectionate. Only Zisu, thank God for Yan Weiqing completely following Tianmu's appearance.

"Qing'er," in the distance, I saw an attendant rushing over, and when I asked, I remembered that I had forgotten what I promised my son. Recently, there are a lot of things in the palace, and he can't be idle all day, and he will have some time today, but he was called by the king temporarily, and he doesn't remember anything when he comes and goes. He rushed to his son's room and saw Yan Weiqing sitting on the ground sobbing with tears on her face. He crouched down, picked him up, and let everyone else out.

"Look at your face, like a little cat. He wiped his son's tears with his fingertips.

"Dad is bad, dad doesn't keep his promises, you said Qing'er went out. Yan Weiqing angrily accused her father of not.

"Is it Daddy, Daddy is too busy today, so forgive Daddy once?" Yan Tianmu gently begged his son for forgiveness. He was always apologetic, he couldn't give Weiqing more, and he couldn't even have a real mother openly. Yan Tianmu gently hugged his son, touched his little head, and sighed.

Tired of crying, and in her father's arms again, Yan Weiqing fell asleep deeply. He has completely inherited Yan Tianmu's appearance, with clear contours, high eyebrow bones, dark eyes, and fair skin, and he will definitely be more handsome than his father in the future.