When Qiao Yu returned to Taiqing Palace, Jing Yan had arrived a long time ago. He was talking to himself on the soft couch in front of the window. There were a lot of food on the table next to him, but it was still hot.

Jing Yan was very smart and had a clear ear and eyes. He remembered Qiao Yu's footsteps carefully. There was no need to look up. He asked: "I have been playing there for so long. Do you still remember that I am the crown princess? Do you have to have dinner with the crown prince every day?"

As soon as he talked about this, Qiao Yu felt a little guilty. He felt that the position of the Crown Princess was sitting firmly. Anyway, Jing Yan couldn't pull him down again. He became more and more bold and bold. But today he was indeed staying outside so late without saying anything. He ran to the table and poured a cup of tea. He wanted to put on a saddle and cloth food for Jing Yan, but he was pressed into his arms, rubbing his belly, and asked with a funny look: "Why are you so round and so bulging? How much did you eat?"

Qiao Yu was so itchy that she laughed like a ball, "I just ate two meals, a cold dish, a hot dish, and a small half of ice cow."

Speaking of this, he remembered the advice he had before leaving. Without hesitation, he asked directly: "Your Majesty is sick. Is something going on in the palace recently?"

Jing Yan put down the chopsticks, turned his head to look at Qiao Yu, nodded, and said softly: "I haven't told you that you are afraid that you are too timid and scared, and you can't eat well and sleep well. In fact, they have already been arranged, and I'll just wait for that day."

Qiao Yu is indeed timid and has not made much progress over the years. She is particularly worried about matters related to Jingyan.

After hearing this, he lay in disheveled in Jing Yan's arms, his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and hesitated. He only had a slight flash of water. He hesitated for a moment before asking in a low voice: "Yes, is it that kind of big thing?"

That kind of thing will be successful if it fails. There is no victory or defeat, only life and death. Even if Jing Yan promises him, Qiao Yu dares not really feel at ease.

Jing Yan was stunned, as if he wanted to comfort him. After thinking about it, he said, "Don't be afraid, it won't take long to see the loquat tree you are thinking about, okay?"

There was a thin layer of red on the corners of Qiao Yu's eyes. After hearing this, she neither nodded nor shook her head. She jumped out of Jing Yan's arms and asked Jin Fu to bring water in, and went to take a shower by herself.

After Jing Yan finished washing, he lifted the quilt and lay down beside Qiao Yu, and directly took him to his arm. He heard Qiao Yu whisper: "I like that loquat tree because it was planted with Your Highness on New Year's Eve. If you can see it, it would be fine if you can't see it, because Aci has been by his side, why bother to seek distance?"

Jing Yan saw Qiao Yu lifting his pointed chin and saying the truth seriously. He didn't interrupt. Qiao Yu thought for a moment and continued: "When I was in Taiqing Palace, the Emperor was waiting for me to come back for six years. Now when I arrived at the Xianlin Palace, I will wait for your Highness for a while."

Qiao Yu suddenly raised her head and hit Jing Yan's lips hard, and her eyebrows and eyes opened, "Don't let me wait too long. Anyway, I am your princess, I'll just live in the same quilt and die in the same coffin, and live in the same dying."

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

No matter how hard his heart is, he will make Qiao Yu melt into sugar water and only give him the silly Yu to taste.

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

After the rain stopped and the clouds were harvested, Qiao Yu was so tired that she could no longer think about the troubles that would be in the future, and almost immediately fell asleep.

Jing Yan lowered his head, his eyes fell from Qiao Yu's cheek to his earlobe, gently kissed the corner of his eyes, got up and got out of bed, put on a casual shirt, and walked out.

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

The furniture and decorations in the study were extremely serious and silent, but after a screen, it was warm and soft. Jing Yan sat behind the mahogany square table, turned around and took out the news reported today from the dark grid. Only a lamp was lit in the room, and it was dim. He lit another candle with the fire note, and carefully looked at it. With the jumping flame, he burned the paper completely, leaving only a layer of thin ash, which was blown away when the wind blew.

Jing Yan supported the forehead and said carelessly: "Feng Nannan is going to do it."

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

She immediately knelt down, "Your Highness, you must not. Forget it the rest of the time. The situation on that day is urgent, and I should protect you closely."

Jinfu is a woman. It is much more difficult for her to get to this point and become Jing Yan's confidant. The reason is that she is talented and has excellent martial arts skills. Even the secret guards who are experienced like Xiao Shisi are not Jinfu's opponents. Such subordinates may not have the ability to change their lives in the chaos, but they are crucial in the palace transformation where too many soldiers are impossible to appear.

Jing Yan frowned, his thin lips slightly pursed, his expression was particularly serious, and his eyes stared at Jinfu, "Qiao Yu is most of the life of Gu, and it is more important than Gu. Why, are you unwilling to protect him?"

Jinfu was stunned and did not dare to kneel down and kowtowed three times, "I will do my best to protect Mr. Qiao's safety and wait for Your Highness to return."

Jing Yan lowered his head and happened to see the black dragon embroidered by Qiao Yu on his thin cuffs. In fact, because of years of washing, he had already become a white dragon, but he still looked innocent and cute.

When others do things, they can only look forward three steps forward, but they are different. They do everything from beginning to end. No matter what accidents occur in the middle or abandon them, there will be no mistakes in one step. Just like the Taoist of Qianqing who came down from the mountains a few years ago to prescribe elixirs for the people to treat diseases and become famous. It has been six years since the six years of arrangement, and there are countless difficulties and obstacles in the middle, just for the moment.

But Jing Yan couldn't control the matter of Qiao Yu.

No matter how long his eyes are, he cannot reach the end of his life. Because he cares too much, he has to spend all his efforts to protect Qiao Yu's peace.

In the Shenyun Palace.

Jing Xu and Feng Nannan had dinner together. There was only the purple clouds and sea around him serving him. The whole palace was empty and silent, and there was only the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding gently.

Feng Nannan stopped the chopsticks, she smiled, with a few wrinkles between her eyebrows, but she still looked like a beauty. "Xu'er, how are the Imperial Guards in contact?"

Jing Xu replied listlessly: "I have already agreed to it, but I have not deserved it... I have been sent to silence me by my grandfather. But mother, do we really want to do this? My father is still lingering in sickness. Now... everyone in the world is in charge, and the universe is..."

Feng Nannan smiled and said to Jing Xu in a stern voice: "You are not a child anymore, and you don't understand the principle of not turning back when you shoot the bow? Since you have done it, you have left traces. If you and I will be discovered by your father in the future, you and I will not be able to escape death."
Chapter completed!