After that day, Fu Guiyi never saw Pei Jing again, and everything seemed to have returned to its previous calm.

She didn't know if Pei Jing had dispelled her doubts, and asked Su Shuang to come into the house and serve twice.

However, when she came back from the hall one day, Deng Yi informed her that Su Shuang's family was seriously ill and had left the palace, and Su Xue was sick and could not get close.

The worry and fear in Deng Yimei's eyes could not be hidden.

Fu Guiyi comforted him that he was fine, it must have been Pei Jing who received the news and confirmed that her identity was okay before taking back the spy.

Deng Yi looked a little gloomy at this time, and told her to be more careful in the future.

Fu Guiyi smiled and nodded, in fact, she was very uneasy, as if a sharp sword was hanging high above her head, and she could fall and be beheaded at any time.

Fu Guiyi even wanted to send Deng Yi out of the palace, just in case, but this required Pei Jing's nod.

After entering the palace for a few months, she understood that the Nanling court had become Pei Jing's hall, and the emperor had been sick like an invisible person.

The palace only obeyed the royal decree of the crown prince, and he had already become the uncrowned king.

In the dark room, the cold wind blows through the cracks in the windows to ruffle the curtains.

"Don't." Fu Guiyi's eyes opened suddenly, his brows furrowed, and his chest rose and fell violently.

She had nightmares again.

Ever since Su Shuang Su Xue was sent away, she had frequently dreamed that Pei Jing had put a sharp knife against her throat and coldly asked her why she was lying.

The cold glow of the blade was so real that she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, and she even felt that she was going to die by slitting her throat the next moment.

When facing Pei Jing's cold eyes in the dream, Fu Guiyi held her breath uncontrollably and was awakened.

She looked terrified, her fingers instinctively touching her Adam's apple, and her palms were covered with a layer of fine sweat when she let go.

Recalling Pei Jing's spied sight that day, it was like a burning fire, and it was like ice penetrating to the bones, which made her five organs tremble and her scalp tingle.

Fu Guiyi sighed and kept his eyes open until dawn.

In the study, after finishing the morning's homework, Fu Guiyi slowly packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Ural, the same son, walked up to her and pressed her book with a big grin: "It's rare to have leisure in the afternoon, they said to go to the racecourse to run two laps, and Ayi will go together." ”

Ural is sturdy and powerful, standing beside Fu Guiyi like a small mountain of meat, which makes her slightly thin.

He looks fierce and vicious, but he is actually a straight man with no heart, and he is also the person who beckoned Fu Guiyi to go to the hot spring that day.

Fu Guiyi wanted to refuse, but she was really panicked recently, and Pei Jing's temptation hung her up and down. Before there was no conclusive conclusion, I was always unsure, and I thought it would be good to vent, so I nodded in agreement.

In order to integrate the nomadic tribes into Nanling as soon as possible, Pei Jing assigned extremely heavy schoolwork, and the main content of learning was "Nanling Law" and "Six Records of Nanling", and he only had half a day to catch his breath every seven days.

He knew very well that he had to beat a stick to give a date, and the sons of the world could move around at will in the specified area for half a day.

After returning to Changding Palace for lunch, the group came to the palace racecourse.

Fu Guiyi rode on a jujube red horse, holding a longbow in one hand and a reins in the other, with a tall posture and a cold expression, his hair flying in the wind, drawing a smooth arc.

The wanton chic of a teenager and the elegance of the unplayable dust are wonderfully integrated into her, which makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

Suddenly, Fu Guiyi loosened the reins, bent down and pulled out three feather arrows from the quiver, pulled the bowstring, and took the long arrow, his eyes sank, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly.

Phew-

Three arrows hit three bullseyes at the same time.

The whole set of movements is smooth and heroic, and her expression is as skillful and relaxed as eating and drinking, which is pleasing to the eye.

The onlookers looked straight, praised again and again, and applauded.

Fu Shizi looked thin and small, I really ...... this kung fu of riding and archery It's really out of reach. ”

"Yes, I heard that he was the number one marksman in Cangyun Kyushu, and when I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."

Ural and Yourongyan: "You don't know this, he drinks more cheerfully, and he is a good man of our steppe." ”

"Ural, you drank with him!" Someone looked at Ural enviously, "Fu Shizi doesn't like to talk on weekdays, he is cold, I don't dare to approach him." ”

After the war between the north and the south that year, Fu Guiyi's father was the first nomadic tribal leader to return to Nanling and submit to Pei Jing, and he made great contributions to him during the war.

After the destruction of the Northern Barbarians, her father was awarded the title of King of Zhennan, and the fief Cangyun Kyushu was the highest among all the titles, and Fu Guiyi's status naturally rose.

Ural smiled and shook his head: "He's just cold-faced, but his temperament is excellent." You always borrow my books to copy notes, and I actually copied them all from Ayina. ”

"He is good-looking, riding and shooting, and he is also good at reading, Fu Shizi is really a model for my generation."

"No wonder you don't know a few words in Nanling, but you can pass the assessment every time, it turns out that there are experts to guide you."

Fu Guiyi turned a deaf ear to the discussion in the audience, calmly and calmly quickly pulled out three more arrow feathers, and shot three targets again as he had just done. This time, the arrow split the arrow feather that was originally inserted in the target in half, and pointed it directly at the red heart.

Soon, the arrows in the quiver were shot empty by Fu Guiyi. There were always only three arrows in the bull's-eye, and a hole was shot in the center, and most of the sharp arrows penetrated through it.

After riding and shooting for a long time, Fu Guiyi regained the feeling of control, and the depression that had been stuffed in his heart for many days swept away with the galloping horse. The heartstrings loosened slightly, and the straight lips were slightly curved.

That's it, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, if Pei Jing makes any more moves, she will see the move. It's just that in the future, we must be more restrained and must not attract Pei Jing's attention again.

Fu Guiyi dismounted neatly and led the horse back.

"What, what's on my face?" Seeing them staring at her one by one, Fu Guiyi frowned and asked Ural who was standing in the middle with a smug look in his eyes.

"It's okay, they're impressed by your skills," Ural smiled heartily and shoved a group of people next to him and yelled, "Come back to your senses!" ”

Everyone woke up like a dream, but their eyes flashed with unconcealable admiration when they looked at Fu Guiyi.

Fu Guiyi was looked a little unnatural, and threw the things in his hand to Ural with a fake cough: "You go." ”

Ural took it with a smile and galloped on his horse.

Fu Guiyi bowed slightly to the others, walked sideways to the side and stood still, the wind blew the hem of her clothes, and her clothes were flying, like an immortal walking in the wind.

The princes gradually dispersed, some went to run horses, some went to shoot arrows, and some nervously approached Fu Guiyi.

"Fu Shizi, the arrow you just fired was really amazing," the person who came was obviously not good at accosting her, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at her directly, and stammered: "I, can I ask Shizi to teach me a lesson or two, I always shoot arrows and always fly targets......"

Chi Qiuhong's face turned red, and after glancing at Fu Guiyi, he immediately lowered his eyes, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "If you are, if it's inconvenient, forget it." ”

Fu Guiyi paused and said lightly: "Yes." ”

Chi Qiuhong's drooping head instantly raised and looked at her in surprise.

Fu Shizi really agreed to him.

On the tall building in the distance, Pei Jing stood against the railing, and his eyes fell on the slightly thin figure in the school field in the distance, intentionally or unintentionally.

I haven't seen him for half a month, Fu Guiyi looked like he had lost weight, and his wide robe hung on him looked empty, and he felt three points of pity for his vainness.

He was dressed the same as he was the day he first met, with a dark green robe and a belt of the same color, making his waist appear more slender and slender.

Such an old-fashioned color can't hide the vitality of his body, the red silk is tied high with a ponytail, and the flamboyant archery heroism is in great contrast with his beautiful and indifferent face, which makes people can't take their eyes off.

His confident appearance of shooting arrows on a horse struck Pei Jing's heartstrings violently, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Pei Jing's eyes dimmed slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed under his eyes.

He seems to have a natural talent for attracting people, and just standing there makes people want to get closer.

There was a fat man with a stubby figure who leaned forward without knowing whether he was alive or dead, Pei Jing thought that Fu Guiyi would retreat him, but he didn't expect to teach him archery in person, although he just stood next to him and pointed out a sentence or two, and there was no intimacy.

But, they are too close.

Pei Jing half-squinted, his brows twisted slightly, and he was unhappy for no reason.

Zhao Qing bowed to the side and didn't dare to speak, and at this time, he found a lot of palace maids who looked similar to Fu Shizi for His Royal Highness the Prince, and one of them was named Pan Ying, who looked like a five-point look.

After the prince saw it, he summoned her at night, Zhao Qing thought it would be a good thing, but who expected Panying to run out crying, and the next day the prince drove out all these palace maids with a gloomy face, and punished him severely.

Zhao Qing understood that a fake was a fake after all, and what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wanted was always Fu Shizi.

Su Shuang and Su Xue were transferred, it was not that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince dispelled his suspicions about Fu Shizi, he simply couldn't tolerate Fu Shizi being close to other people, and His Royal Highness had a kind of possession of Fu Shizi out of nowhere. Desire.

Zhao Qing Yuguang secretly glanced at Pei Jing who was standing in front of him, he clasped the red lacquer carved fence with his five fingers, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, as if he was trying to restrain something, and it seemed that he was about to reach the limit.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Qiqi, the spies from Cangyun Kyushu have sent back the latest information, please take a look." The guard knelt down on one knee behind Pei Jing and presented a secret letter with both hands.

Pei Jing's light flashed when he heard this, and after taking the letter, he quickly browsed it, and when he saw the end, his hand paused, and his fingertips turned slightly white because he was too hard.

Suddenly, he let out a sneer: "Good, excellent, she's fine." ”

One word at a time, like scraping on a stone wall with a knife, it was hard and cold, and Zhao Qing's breath was suffocated.

Pei Jing slowly crumpled the letter into a ball, held it in his palm, and looked at the young man in Tsing Yi not far away.

She's really, so daringly.

The letter said that King Zhennan had a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, the elder brother was named Fu Guiyi, and the younger sister was called Fu Guiyi.

Fu Guiyi can wear Yang in 100 steps at the age of ten, control a fierce horse, is a well-known figure in Cangyun Kyushu, and the dream lover of countless boudoir women.

Fu Guiyi fell into the water when he was a child, and after he was rescued, he had a serious illness, and he also fell into the root of the disease, and he sent people away before he could get better, and he never appeared in front of people again.

The letter also said that there were no people living in the courtyard where Fu Guiyi was recuperating.

The letter also inquired about a trivial incident that almost no one remembers, Fu Guiyi once sneaked underwater for more than 100 zhang to catch fish to eat when he was a child.

Pei Jing lowered his eyes, calmed his rapid breathing, and countless emotions surged through his chest, and finally turned into a bright and shaky inevitable.

Fu Guiyi's eyelids suddenly jumped, and his back was cold.