In fact, Zi Yan can still more or less guess the reason why the master is unhappy, but when you are a slave, you should have the appearance of being a slave, you have to abide by your duty, and you can't be pampered and arrogant.

Since the master doesn't want to say anything, then she, who is a slave, naturally won't ask more, just honestly guard the master, Zilan is no longer there, but she believes that this girl's soul must still be nearby, guarding the master as always.

Master, it's the heart she can never let go......

"Master, if you feel tired, take a good rest." Zi Yan turned around and handed over the plate of sour plums on the desk.

Baili Chang'an glanced at the sour plum, then at Zi Yan, suddenly pulled the corners of his lips, and smiled meaningfully, "Zi Yan, you grew up with me, to me like a sibling, better than a sibling. Over the years, I have only cared about fighting for power, but I have really ignored you and Zilan. Zilan doesn't have a chance, but you still have a chance!"

"Master?" Zi Yan raised her head in confusion and stared directly at her master.

The next moment, she knelt down and kowtowed, "The slave and maid don't know what they have done wrong, please forgive the master, kill or chop, beat and punish, the slave and the maid are willing to accept it, just ask the master not to drive the slave and the maid away, even if the slave and the maid die, they must stay by the master's side, please fulfill the master!"

Hearing this, Baili Changan suddenly smiled.

"You two sisters, you are the most intelligent and transparent, after Zilan was injured, she became a tendon, and everything you do is as impulsive as a child, only you have always been calm." Baili Chang'an sighed, "But Zi Yan, sensible children don't have sugar to eat!"

Zi Yan raised her head with red eyes, "The two slave and maid sisters, who were selected by the first emperor to urinate and sent to the master, have been following the master all these years, and have never left, the slave and maid regard you as their life, if you can't continue to follow, it will be like killing the slave and the maid!"

"Do you have any wishes?" Baili Changan asked.

Zi Yan shook her head, "As long as the slave and maid follow the master, there is nothing else to ask for."

"I didn't say I'd drive you away." Baili Chang'an was helpless, looking at her panicked appearance, he was really distressed, "You get up first."

Zi Yan hesitated for a moment, kowtowed in thanksgiving, and slowly stood up, "Master, the slave's wish is that you can live a long life, be safe and smooth, and nothing else."

"Tell me what you want, the kind I can help you achieve." Baili Chang'an looked at her calmly, "I'm not joking, I'm serious, thanks to the two of you accompanying me all these years, I can survive the long night, after countless life and death catastrophes, and now that it's this time, I think I should compensate you for a little bit."

Zi Yan stood on the side, as if she was really thinking about it, but she really couldn't think of it.

"I'll give you time." Baili Chang'an picked up the cup and snorted, "Come back to me when you figure it out."

Zi Yan bowed, "Thank you, master!"

Outside, the voice of the porter was heard.

Zi Yan turned around quickly, and after a short time, she took Qi Yue into the door.

It was not early, and it was gray.

Xu was due to the fog, and when Qi Yue came in, he was covered with a faint vapor. Z.br>

"Princess!" Qi Yue saluted.

He stood at a distance, afraid that the chill on his body would touch her, so he deliberately leaned against the stove next to him.

Baili Chang'an's current body seems to have reached the point of destruction, even in the comfortable season, it is inevitable to raise the stove when you are in the house, and it is necessary to maintain the warmth of the room at night.

Qi and blood are deficient, and the heart and blood are exhausted.

Even if the weather is not cold, it is cold all over the body, and the blood is not smooth.

"Why do you stand so far away? Can I eat you?" She even spoke in a light and shallow voice, with a bit of fatigue, but more of a lack of qi, which showed weakness, "Come closer, talk to talk."

Qi Yue saluted, "Yes!"

"Everything is ready?" She asked.

Qi Yue nodded and sat down next to her, "Yes!"

"How did you feel when you fought with your troops for the first time?" Baili Changan asked.

Qi Yue

After thinking about it, "Meritorious service is secondary, and the minister only thinks about it, don't let down the princess's high hopes, contribute to the Jokhang world, and protect the people of Jokhang to live and work in peace and contentment."

"Then please General Qi, the army will save his life well, and he must earn me a social Chang'an." She spoke meaningfully.

His name is in the back, and I wish you would know it.

Qi Yue's throat rolled, and his eyes stared at her calmly in the faint light, "What the princess wants, she will live up to it."

"I can't send it off the day I leave." Baili Chang'an's voice was a little hoarse, "You don't have to wait for me."

Because no one knows that the eldest princess stayed in Jinling City, and in the eyes of everyone, she hasn't come back in Lizhou yet!

"Good!" Of course, Qi Yue knew her situation.

The border is dangerous, but why not Jinling City?

There are tigers and wolves on the outside, and demons on the inside.

Outside and inside, two prongs.

"This ......" Baili Changan took out a purse from his sleeve, "Inside is the peace charm begged for in the national temple, you can bring it with you, although the needlework is not good, if you feel embarrassed, put it on your body, if you dare to lose it...... I will not spare it."

Qi Yue took it with both hands, looked at the crooked things embroidered on it, his eyebrows trembled, and the corners of his lips twitched.

"Don't laugh." Baili Changan warned him very seriously, "Otherwise, you will be beaten to death with a stick!"

Qi Yue wrapped his cheeks, he didn't smile on his mouth, but the corners of his eyes couldn't help but bend, with a clear smile in his eyes, it was rare to be as close as when he was a child, leaned forward slightly and approached her, and asked in a low voice, "The princess embroidered it herself?"

"Think beautifully." She glanced at him angrily, "My hands are used to lift a pen to calm the world, not to hold needles and threads, Zi Yan embroidery."

Doorway.

Ziyan: "......"