many worries

When Qiao Yu returned to the Taiqing Palace, Jing Yan had already arrived, and was talking with himself on the soft couch in front of the window. There was a lot of food on the table beside it, which was still hot.

Jing Yan had sharp ears and eyes, and he remembered Qiao Yu's footsteps carefully, without raising his head, he asked, "Where have you been playing for so long, do you still remember that you are the princess, and you have to eat with the prince every day?"

As soon as Qiao Yu said this, Qiao Yu felt a little guilty. He felt that the position of the crown princess was secure. Anyway, it was impossible for Jing Yan to take him down again, so he became more bold and bold. But today he really stayed outside without saying anything. It was so late, he rushed to the table to pour a cup of tea, and wanted to prepare vegetables for Jing Yan, but he was held in his arms, rubbed his belly, and asked amusedly: "Why are you so angry?" Yuan is so bulging, how much did you eat?"

Qiao Yu was itching badly, and laughed into a ball, "I just ate two meals, one cold dish, one hot dish, and half an ice melon."

Speaking of this, he remembered what Xinxin had said before he left, and without much hesitation, he asked directly: "Your Majesty is ill, is there something going on in the palace recently?"

Jing Yan put down his chopsticks, turned his head to look at Qiao Yu, nodded, and said softly, "I haven't told you all this time, because I'm afraid you'll be too timid, and you'll be scared, and you won't be able to eat or sleep well. In fact, everything has been properly arranged. It's just waiting for that day."

Qiao Yu was indeed timid, and hadn't made much progress over the years, so she was particularly worried about things related to Jing Yan.

After he finished listening, he lay disheveled in Jing Yan's arms, his brows and eyes drooped slightly, and he suppressed the look in his eyes, only a slight glint of water flickered. After hesitating for a moment, he asked in a low voice, "Yes, is that kind?" Is it a big deal?"

In that kind of thing, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. There is no victory or defeat, only life and death. Even if Jing Yan reassures him, Qiao Yu dare not really feel at ease.

Jing Yan was startled, as if he wanted to comfort him, and after thinking about it, he said: "Don't be afraid, after a while, you will be able to see the loquat tree you are thinking about, okay?"

There was a thin layer of red in the corners of Qiao Yu's eyes, and she neither nodded nor shook her head when she heard this, she jumped down from Jing Yan's arms, called for Jin Fu to bring in water, and went to take a bath by herself.

After Jing Yan also finished washing, he lifted the quilt, lay down beside Qiao Yu, and took him directly into his arms, only then did he hear Qiao Yu whisper: "I like that loquat tree because it's the one with His Highness. Planted together on New Year’s Eve, it’s great to see it, but it’s okay if you don’t see it, because Ah Ci is always by your side, so why bother to look far away.”

Jing Yan saw Qiao Yu raised her sharp chin and spoke the truth seriously. He didn't interrupt. Qiao Yu thought for a moment and continued, "When I was in the Taiqing Palace, His Highness was always waiting for me to come back. I have been waiting for six years. Now that I have arrived at Xianlin Palace, I will wait for Your Highness for a while."

Qiao Yu raised her head sharply, bumped into Jing Yan's lips fiercely, and smiled, "Don't make me wait too long. Anyway, I am your princess. I live in the same quilt and die in the same coffin. Just die together."

Jing Yan smiled, "Why are you so good at saying nice things? I saw you were tired and scared just now, and I wanted to let you go, but I bumped into you."

No matter how hard his heart is, it will make Qiao Yu melt into sugar water, only for his silly Yu to taste.

The lights were dim, Jing Yan lowered his head to kiss Qiao Yu's soft lips, and gradually bent down.

After Yu Xieyun was collected, Qiao Yu was so tired that he couldn't think about the troubles in the future, and almost immediately fell asleep.

Jing Yan lowered his head, his eyes fell from Qiao Yu's cheeks all the way to his earlobes, he kissed the corners of his eyes lightly, got up and got out of bed, put on a middle coat casually, and walked out.

Jinfu waited outside the door without asking any further questions, and followed him into the study.

The furniture in the study, every table and chair are very serious and silent, but behind a screen, it is warm and soft.Jing Yan sat behind the mahogany square table, turned around and took out the news reported today from the hidden compartment. There was only one lamp lit in the room, and it was dimly lit. He lit another candle with a torch and read it carefully. Once, with the jumping flames, the paper was completely burned, leaving only a thin layer of ash, which was blown away by the wind.

Jing Yan propped his forehead, and said casually: "Feng Nannan is about to make a move."

Jinfu was taken aback, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jing Yan's next words, "When that day comes, you will stay in Xianlin Palace to accompany Xiaoyu."

She knelt down immediately, "Your Highness, absolutely not, forget about the rest of the time, the situation is urgent that day, and this subordinate should personally protect you."

Jinfu is a woman. It is much more difficult for her to get to where she is today and become Jing Yan's confidant than a man.And the reason is because of her outstanding talent and excellent martial arts, even an experienced hidden guard like Xiao Shishi is no match for Jinfu.Such subordinates may not have the ability to change their lives in a chaotic army, but they are very important in a palace change where too many sergeants are unlikely to appear.

Jing Yan frowned, pursed her thin lips slightly, and looked very serious, staring at Jin Fu, "Qiao Yu is the life of Gu, and it is more important than Gu, why, are you unwilling to protect him?"

Jin Fu was stunned, she didn't dare to say anything and kowtowed three times, "This subordinate will do everything possible to protect Mr. Qiao's safety until His Highness returns."

Jing Yan lowered his head and happened to see the black dragon that Qiao Yu had embroidered for him on the thin cuff. In fact, it had already turned into a white dragon due to years of washing, but it still looked innocent and cute.

When other people do things, they can look forward at most three steps, but he is different. He does everything from the beginning to the end. No matter what accidents happen in the middle, or what is discarded, there will be no mistakes in one step.Just like Taoist Qianqing, who came down from the mountains a few years ago to prescribe elixirs for the common people, and gained fame, and it has been six years now.Six years of arrangement, I don't know how many difficulties and obstacles in the middle, just for this moment.

But what happened to Qiao Yu was out of Jing Yan's control.

No matter how long and far his eyes are, he can't see the end of this life.Because it is too precious, I have to do my best to protect Qiao Yu's safety.

In Shenyun Palace.

Jing Xu and Feng Nannan had dinner together, surrounded by Ziyun Shenghai, the whole palace was empty and silent, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing lightly.

Feng Nannan stopped her chopsticks, she smiled, there were a few wrinkles between her brows, but she still looked beautiful, "Xu'er, how is the contact with the Imperial Guard?"

Jing Xu replied listlessly: "I have already agreed to everything, but I have not deserved it... my grandfather sent someone to silence me. But mother and concubine, do we really want to do this? The father is still sick, and now... everyone in the world will , will..."

Feng Nannan smiled and said solemnly to Jing Xu: "You are not a child anymore, and you don't understand the reason why there is no turning back when you open the bow? Now that you have done it, you have left traces. If your father finds out in the future, you and I will bother you." There is no escape from death."

She paused, and didn't care about Jing Xu's answer, "The date has been set in this palace. At the end of next month, there will be no moon, no stars, and the night will be dark and windy. It's a good time to do it."