In the past few days, up and down the street, the most lively topic is undoubtedly the assassination of Yan Zhen, many people are angry, what assassin is so bold that he dares to assassinate the prince at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

In the inn, Zhang Kaifeng still did not leave immediately, but waited quietly, and he left after a long time, maybe he should also go to see her. After all, she has always been worried about him all these years.

However, Yan Zhen also knew what happened in the Valley of the Buried Gods, and did not force him to go to see Qingqing, but still let him go to another mansion of his, saying that there were some things he should know there.

Zhang Kaifeng did not refuse, according to Yan Zhen, Qingqing has been blaming herself all these years, blaming herself for her words that made Zhang Kaifeng die, she had a bad life. Although, after all these years, there has been more laughter, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is very unhappy.

Soon after, a simple manor appeared in front of him, few people came here, Zhang Kaifeng showed a token, and easily entered. There are no people in the manor, it is very calm, but the scenery is very good, obviously Yan Zhen has put a lot of effort into it, and he can really calm down after staying for a long time. This is a place where Qingqing often comes, and every time he comes, he will stay for a long time.

Around the cloister are strange flowers and plants, the breeze is blowing slowly, walking in the place where she is always going, her daily life can't help but come to mind. If she hadn't known him, she wouldn't have been so miserable!

Soon, Zhang Kaifeng came to the small courtyard where Qingqing always lived, and there were paintings in the paintings, in which people held swords and waved swords and sprinkled sword flowers on the ground. The corners of the sword-wielding man's mouth were arrogant, and he was full of spirit and expression. It can be seen that the person who wrote the pen knows him very well.

The footsteps involuntarily stepped forward, the palm of the hand touched each painting, the heart hurt even more, pushed the door in, there were more paintings placed inside, and suddenly felt that the footsteps were a little heavy. Over the years, has she been painting a painting every day?

"Is it Zhang Gongzi?" Mougin, a voice sounded.

The sudden voice interrupted the thoughts of a place, temporarily interrupted the complicated thoughts in his mind, turned around, and the person he saw was Xiaohong, one of the maids beside Qingqing, and he didn't expect that there was already a girl with a hibiscus out of the water.

"It's really Zhang Gongzi. Xiaohong put down the work in her hand, her eyes widened, and she was not afraid, but stepped forward.

Zhang Kaifeng nodded, which made Xiao Zi breathe a sigh of relief, and asked him to tell him about his recent situation. made this little girl nervous and laughed for a while, how did it end up like this. didn't speak for a while, but it made her aggrieved, which made Zhang Kaifeng feel a big headache, why do women like to cry so much, but he is helpless for a dignified seven-foot man.

Xiaohong had red eyes and complained about her dissatisfaction: "Gongzi Zhang, you are really a bastard, why didn't you come back to find Her Royal Highness the princess for so long, Her Royal Highness the princess has been thinking about Gongzi Zhang all these years, don't you know?"

"It's me who is sorry for her. Zhang Kaifeng said.

"Since five years ago, Her Royal Highness the Princess thought that Zhang Gongzi had been seriously ill after he was buried in the Valley of the Gods, and after recovering from the illness, Her Royal Highness the Princess was always depressed and always sad alone. Xiaohong said slowly.

"Although Her Royal Highness the princess is worried about us and reluctantly smiles, she always loses her mind from time to time, and always calls Zhang Gongzi your name in her mouth, and then glooms again. ”

"Every time I hold your portrait and look at it all morning, I can't even hear how we call her. ”

"These paintings are painted by Her Royal Highness the Princess before she recovers from her serious illness. Xiaohong continued: "We watched her paint despite her serious illness, and you know that painting is the most exhausting, and it takes hours to paint. But Her Royal Highness just didn't listen to us and always sent us away. Several times, I was so tired of painting that I was on the stage, and sometimes I was painting a picture all day long. Every winter, Her Royal Highness the princess always ignores the cold wind and winter snow, standing under the white plum, and one stop is several hours. ”

"Her Royal Highness the princess is losing weight day by day, and even the fourth highness and the imperial concubine are useless to persuade her, and her majesty is even furious and orders to burn all the paintings. But Her Royal Highness the princess cried heartbreakingly, and no one could bear it. His Majesty is the father of Her Royal Highness the Princess after all, and he can't bear to see her so sad, but he also strictly ordered that she must be strictly controlled, otherwise she will not be allowed to paint again, and Her Royal Highness the Princess is better. ”

"But Heaven likes to tease Her Royal Highness, and when she learned that you appeared in the Frontier Land, Her Royal Highness was very happy, but then the bad news came that you died in the Frontier. Her Royal Highness the princess was devastated, this illness is a year, a whole year, Zhang Gongzi. Talking about this matter again, Xiaohong couldn't help crying again: "You also know the temperament of Her Royal Highness the Princess, even if she is weak, she has to dance the sword for several hours, and we can't bear it at the moment, but after all, we can only look at her." ”

"Fortunately, the Fourth Highness returned from traveling and took Her Royal Highness the princess out for a walk, and her condition improved. ”

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Far away from the capital, the scenery here is extremely beautiful, the lake is a row of willows fluttering in the wind, a woman standing on the side of a violet in full bloom, a long black hair shawl, eyebrows are picturesque, Qiong nose and faint red lips, a green dress outlines the figure of Miaoman, she is like a green lotus, beautiful as the wind.

Suddenly, the breeze rose, and a few drops of crystal water dropped from the white lotus in the green lotus in the lake, and a white-haired man suddenly appeared. The white-haired man, dressed in white, stared at the woman opposite, his gaze was not elsewhere.

The woman in Tsing Yi seemed to feel something, raised her eyes lightly, and what she saw was a handsome face, looking at her with a smile in her eyes. It's him, he's remembered him for a long time, isn't it a dream?

Her lips were trembling, her beautiful eyes couldn't stop shedding tears, she walked forward step by step, her jade feet stepped on the blue waves, she walked very slowly, she looked at the man not far away very carefully, he in the dream had changed from now, and the smile on her lips was so real.

She walked very slowly, and the white-haired young man on the other side also stepped on the blue waves, and was walking towards her, and the wind was blowing, and she suddenly froze in place, letting the man come towards her, and finally embraced him into her arms.

Solid and powerful arms pulled her into her arms, the breath of his body enveloped her whole body, the familiar breath, her head rested lightly on his shoulder, this is not a dream, she was finally confirmed again.

"I'm back. His voice rang in her ears.

His voice was as pure as ever, but in an instant it tore through all the defenses in her heart and became so soft that she just wanted to hold him, tightly. Her hands clasped tightly around his back, sniffing greedily at his breath.

In an instant, she was like a green lotus that had not bloomed for a long time, and finally bloomed under this warm wind, and the blue lotus petals unfolded in pieces, and a hundred flowers competed for beauty, but she was the most charming.

stared affectionately, and then he didn't know why, he kissed deeply, and he didn't know what to do, but went deep. In this life, I came for you, and you stopped for me, enough, enough.

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