Zhou Zhiqing was ready to make plans to suffer in the Xiliang fiefdom, and whoever wanted to enter the palace was surprised. This palace occupies a large area and is luxuriously furnished, which is even more luxurious than the palace in the capital. Although it is midsummer in the capital, it is slightly cold here, but it has the charm of "the world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom", the courtyard is full of flowers, the bees are dancing around the butterflies, the garden is full of spring, and the words are indescribable.

She looked at Yan Zhenrui in surprise.

Yan Zhenrui only gave her a rare and strange look.

Zhou Zhiqing closed her mouth curiously and wanted to ask. What's there to ask about this? Here, Yan Zhenrui is dominant, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the emperor of the soil, so naturally he can do whatever he wants.

What do you mean by that? The mountain is high and the emperor is far away. He is also a prince and a prince, no matter how powerful he is here, no one dares to say a word.

Another point, if he doesn't enjoy it, the emperor in the capital may not be able to sit firmly, I am afraid that Yan Zhenrui will covet the beautiful scenery of the capital, thinking about the position under his buttocks, and always thinking about killing back to the capital, killing his father and brother, and seizing the throne.

Only when Yan Zhenrui sits on this place as his home, plans to live here for the rest of his life, and squanders as much as he wants, the old emperor will feel at ease.

has such a thorny son, and I don't know if it's the old emperor's luck or misfortune. If you want to use him, and if you have him here to guard it, the foreign enemy will not be able to come in. I don't want to use him, after all, the son who holds the military power and is strong and strong, I am afraid that I can't sleep well at night.

If you can't afford to give him what she wants, don't you have to be on guard all the time?

Zhou Zhiqing pursed her lips and smiled slightly, not having any sympathy for the old emperor.

To say that Yan Zhenrui is a living Hades and has killed countless people, he is an out-and-out demon, and it is normal for Zhou Zhiqing to have no good impression of him, but after all, he is a real knife and a real gun, and he kills directly on the opposite side.

is a man, there is a bit of blood-devouring blood in his bones, although Zhou Zhiqing is disgusted, he is not resentful.

But what about the old emperor? is a smiling tiger, take his father Zhou Pin as the knife, he wants to kill whoever he wants to let Zhou Pin bite to death, the benefits are all his, but the sins are all Zhou Pin alone, in the end Zhou Pin is useless, the old emperor kicked him away and didn't say anything, and he didn't hesitate to insert the final blow into Zhou Pin's chest.

Zhou Zhiqing hated the old emperor to death.

Compared with the father and son, Zhou Zhiqing is more inclined to favor Yan Zhenrui. If you are a gentleman, you want to do what you want to fight for, even if you step on the bloody position, that is also the ability, but the old emperor plays this kind of imperial scheming, which really makes her despised.

But she seems to have forgotten that position determines decision-making, and if Yan Zhenrui was in the emperor's position, he might not do the same thing. Scheming is scheming for individuals, but for those in power, it is power.

Monarchs and ministers, from the point of view of identity, have already decided their destined fate.

Yan Zhenrui looked at Zhou Zhiqing's smile very unsightly, pulled her wrist, pinched her back, and asked, "Do you still like it?" ”

"Yes, of course I do." Zhou Zhiqing smiled very sweetly: "It's even more beautiful than I imagined, I thought it was ......" She smirked for a while, then pursed her lips and glared at Yan Zhenrui: "Lord Wang, why did you lie to me?" ”

Before she left Beijing, he deliberately gave her the illusion that the northwest was a remote and cold place, was he afraid that she would follow him?

Yan Zhenrui let go of Zhou Zhiqing and said contemptuously: "Stupid." ”

Zhou Zhiqing, who was scolded, was very aggrieved, what did she say was stupid?

Hum. Zhou Zhiqing snorted coldly in her heart, and followed Yan Zhenrui's steps. His little cautious eyes, as if she couldn't see it, wasn't it just to test her to see if she hated the poor and loved the rich?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiqing was a little proud. Who is she Zhou Zhiqing? She has never been a pampered daughter, she has never seen the world, and she has never suffered a little, and she cries and cries at every turn, shouting and crying out for pain.

She is a wildflower on the plateau, with strong adaptability and vitality, what is the pain of this little fight?

She just wanted him to see how different she was.

Zhou Zhiqing caught up with Yan Zhenrui and said with a smile: "I haven't thanked the prince yet." ”

Yan Zhenrui didn't stop walking and asked, "King Xie Ben, what?" ”

His pace was big, and Zhou Zhiqing was already trying her best to speed up her pace, but she was still half a step behind when she spoke, she trotted to follow, and said, "Thank you for the surprise you gave me?" ”

Yan Zhenrui stopped his steps violently.

Surprise? Did she mean that he had denigrated the Northwest at every turn, and then overjoyed her?

No, he didn't mean it that way.

Once upon a time, Zhou Zhiqing's white and tender little neck had two powerful black hands on her neck, but whenever she showed the slightest thought of not wanting to come to the northwest, but whenever she showed a little reluctance to follow his wishes, her white and tender little neck would be fragile and broken.

He never thought about doing anything for her.

In the past, it was a matter of course, but in the face of her unguarded smiling face and moist and bright eyes, Yan Zhenrui felt inexplicably empty-hearted.

His character does not allow him to lie, he wants to say what he means, but somehow, he just can't say it. It is conceivable that once the truth is told, Zhou Zhiqing's eyes full of spring water will be clouded, and those talking eyes will become mute, only speechless and choked in pain.

He didn't want to see Zhou Zhiqing like that.

Yan Zhenrui turned around and looked at Zhou Zhiqing carefully, thinking in despair: Such a smart little girl, can't she see the darkness of human nature? Didn't she even guess what he was thinking?

But Zhou Zhiqing's eyes were as clear as water, and she obviously didn't have any hidden thoughts.

Yan Zhenrui has read countless people, who is sincere and who is false, he has always distinguished clearly. Whether anyone is lying or not, he can tell at a glance.

Zhou Zhiqing was telling the truth.

Yan Zhenrui didn't know whether he was disappointed or happy. He has never liked this stupid Zhou Zhiqing like now. If her heart was full of calculations, he would enjoy the pleasure she brought him, but he would not feel sorry.

But Zhou Zhiqing, he likes her simplicity and innocence at this moment, and he even wants her to be so naïve and innocent forever, and not to reveal the truth of the so-called facts.

Zhou Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, hurriedly retracted her feet, and stood firm when she was about to pounce into Yan Zhenrui's arms: "Lord Wang? His eyes were black and white, but there was a chill everywhere.

What's wrong with it?

Zhou Zhiqing wanted to stroke his forehead. He is really not easy to coax, good words don't work, and she doesn't dare to say bad things.

Yan Zhenrui raised his hand.

Zhou Zhiqing subconsciously wanted to retreat. What's the matter, this is going to be a hit? Thinking of Xianzhi's face that had been raised all the way, and in the end, there were still traces of yellow handprints, Zhou Zhiqing's cheeks were hot.

Scared.

Zhou Zhiqing opened her big round eyes, her long eyelashes kept blinking and blinking, and Yan Zhenrui's heart was soft when she saw it. Call her smart, it's too overestimated, call her stupid, she has a very sharp instinct, and she can always catch his pulse at the first time.

Yan Zhenrui stretched out his hand to caress Zhou Zhiqing's rosy and healthy cheeks, and only said two words: "It's okay." He turned and strode away. Wisdom teeth are decaying, and the pain is fatal.