The return of the chief minister,

Jiang Weiren, finally brought the cabinet and the entire court, which had been in chaos for many days, back on track.

The pain of losing his mother suddenly overwhelmed Zhao Yuan, and he was completely depressed. All banquet lectures and other lectures were cancelled. Most of the court meetings were held at Dian Dian Mao, and he left the court soon. Anyway, now that the chief minister is back, everything is fine in the court. Worry, even if there is a big event, the Queen Mother Shengyi is still here, and the Chief Assistant can discuss it with the Queen Mother Shengyi.

Since what happened that night, Sui Yuxuan could no longer live there, but Yan Qing did not want to move back to Renshou Palace, so he finally moved to the Qingsi Courtyard in Xiyuan.

Qingsi Courtyard is on the other side of Yanchi. It is the farthest but also the cleanest palace in the entire west. Empress Cao had tried to persuade her, but this was Yan Qing's wish and it was not easy to stop him.

Jiang Guangyuan has been executed. According to the crime he was convicted of, he was supposed to implicate his relatives, but Yan Qing spoke up and exempted him from the crime of implicating his entire family.

The Funing Palace case finally became an unsolved case because of Wen Ying's disappearance. The Ministry of Punishment issued a notice with her portrait on it, and she was wanted all over the world. However, in the end, there was still no news.

After that, Yan Qing ordered Zhang Fang to thoroughly investigate the case of Fuying Nightmare Curse Saint. Who brought the so-called "stolen items" into Renshou Palace and who was the instigator. Finally, it was found out that the person who instigated the palace people to frame the blame was It was Duan Changzhong, the general manager of Neidu Division.

Fuying's grievances were cleared, and Duan Changzhong could not escape the death penalty. Yan Qing asked Zhang Fang to go to the mass grave where Fuying's body was dumped, find her body, and rebury her.

On the day when Fuying covered the coffin and buried it, the autumn rain was pouring, and Yan Qing stood on the porch, looking at the drizzle like a curtain all over the sky.

When Jiang Weiren arrived, he saw exactly this scene. The palace people were waiting in the distance, and Yan Qing stood alone by the vermilion pillars, with his head slightly raised to look at the drizzle outside. The part of his neck was as smooth as jade. Immaculate. Looking from his side, he could see the watery light in her deep eyes.

He stopped and couldn't bear to disturb her, so he just stopped and stared.

Until Yan Qing accidentally turned his head and caught a glimpse of that familiar figure standing not far away. At that moment, he suddenly felt a little unreal and wondered that it was just an illusion in his mind.

This is the first time he has entered the palace since he returned to the court, and it is also the first time the two of them have met since he left the capital. It only lasted a month or two, but looking at each other like this feels like half a lifetime has passed by in a hurry. .

Yan Qing stared at him blankly and blinked. Jiang Weiren looked at the long eyelashes and fanned them twice, as if he was stirring up waves in his heart.

"The autumn rain is cool, be careful of getting cold." He said softly.

Yan Qing nodded and entered the room with him.

Qing Si Yuan was built in a simple and elegant way. When Zhao Yuan heard that she was moving here, he originally wanted to order the house to be renovated, but Yan Qing stopped him.

It is late autumn now. Because Yan Qing is weak and afraid of the cold, the earth dragon has been burned in the Nuan Pavilion here early. The warmth in the hall is warm, and the Lingling incense burned can refresh the mind and refresh the mind.

"In a few days, I will call Doctor Zhou into the palace to show you." He suddenly said.

Yan Qing didn't expect that he would say this when he opened his mouth, but he shook his head, "Although I drank the antidote, the disease came like a mountain, and the disease went away like a thread. This is the same principle. Wherever the poison is gone in a day or two, It's all gone, we need to take care of it slowly."

Jiang Weiren was worried, but he couldn't let Yan Qing notice it. He thought it was what she said, so he nodded.

During the two months they were apart, so many things happened, but after seeing each other, I didn't want to mention any of them again. Jiang Weiren didn't want to make her sad anymore, so he sat with her for a while.

The sky darkened early in the autumn, and Jiang Weiren was about to leave, but when a palace official came in and asked her if she wanted the kitchen to prepare dinner, she shook her head and said she didn't want to eat, and Jiang Weiren frowned upon hearing this.

"I heard from Chen Min that you haven't been eating well or sleeping well recently..." He sighed and then lowered his tone, "Let them prepare some porridge and side dishes. I'll accompany you and use some of it, okay? ?"

After hearing his advice, Yan Qing nodded.

Chen Min had been promoted from Zhidian Supervisor by her long ago and was promoted to Bingbi, Chief of Ceremony Supervisor. Zhang Fang was waiting in front of him, while Chen Min paid more attention to Qing Si Yuan. He and Jiang Weiren were right. Yan Qing was indeed having trouble sleeping and eating these days, especially at night. He woke up almost every night, and his pajamas were soaked with cold sweat every time he woke up.

There were always weird dreams every night. She dreamed of Cao Dingzhen, Wen Ying, and Fuying... The dreams were full of shock, fear, destruction and resentment, and they tortured her so much that she was willing to keep her eyes open until dawn. , and didn’t dare to close his eyes again.

Seeing her lost look, he brought the porridge, scooped it with a spoon and blew it to cool down before preparing to feed her. When Yan Qing came to her senses, she saw his stretched out hand.

Fortunately, all the people serving in the palace had been sent out just now. Yan Qing glared at him, "What are you doing? How could it be so exaggerated..."

He paused for a moment, put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, and suddenly He whispered: "I don't know how much injustice I have made you suffer during these times when I was away... In the end, it was all because I failed to protect you..."

Yan Qing had never seen him like this before, and his tone was self-conscious. She felt guilty and regretful at the same time. She didn't know how difficult it was for him back then. Cao Dingzhen suddenly attacked and threatened her life, so he had no time to react.

In the letter he left her, there was a list of names, including Zhang Fang and Ji Changshu, military generals and court ministers, all of whom were his confidants. At that time, he had already made the worst plan and let her Being able to protect yourself in the most critical moments.

"Okay, am I okay?" She smiled hard and comforted him, "The poison has been cured, there is nothing to worry about anymore..."

There was no flaw in her expression. Jiang Weiren looked at it Look, then stretched out his hands to hold her in his arms, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Doctor Zhou said that the poison could last for three or four years, so the last time she could spend with him would only be these three or four years.

No one is not afraid of death, let alone the person she cares about the most in this world.

When she woke up from the dream in the middle of the night, she was sitting alone in the gauze tent. The lights outside were dim and everything was quiet. At that time, she dared to cry silently.

But in front of him, she couldn't let him see a teardrop. She had to smile so that he wouldn't be suspicious.

After hugging each other silently for a while, she suddenly stood up and said to him: "Jiang Tingchen, let's play a game of chess between you and me!" The

palace man set up the chessboard, and Yan Qing shouted to pick up the black stones. Jiang Weiren smiled and said, "You don't need to hold the sunglasses, I'll let you have ten eyes."

Yan Qing squinted his eyes, gouged out his eyes, and said displeased: "You underestimate me!"

He said this, but he still wanted him to let those ten eyes, Yan Qing's Chess was taught by her father himself. His father's chess skills were as good as those of national players in the past. Although Yan Qing was not as good as Nai's father, his strength should not be underestimated. Even when he first talked with Shen Zhu, he did not Dare to take it lightly.

But for three consecutive games, Yan Qing was unable to parry.

"Why don't you let me go?" She was not very happy.

"Ten eyes doesn't count as a concession?" He raised his eyelids, "And I remember that someone once taught me not to lose on purpose, but I learned a lot from playing."

Yan Qing's face changed when he heard him teasing him about old things. Even worse. Jiang Weiren originally thought that she didn't want to do it anymore, but she rolled up her sleeves and said viciously: "You can be proud of yourself and see how I can weaken your spirit!"

He laughed. Since she was interested, he would naturally accompany her to the end.

Yan Qing had already said harsh words, and had no way out. He had to be very alert. Every time he placed a piece of money, he had to think about it again, weigh it again and again.

Jiang Weiren was not in a hurry, and just looked at her leisurely, watching her sometimes excited and sometimes frowning, sometimes holding her chin while twisting the chess pieces and thinking hard. The chess game was in her eyes, but he only saw her.

In order to make her happy, when it was his turn to make a move, he would pretend to be embarrassed and think about it for a while. Sure enough, every time he frowned and pretended to be distressed, she would secretly laugh to the side, with that look almost written on his face. The word "proud" is missing.

Only at such times can he see the shadow of her past.

Seeing that Yan Qing finally had another baby, Jiang Weiren deliberately delayed the baby to make her think that he was troubled again. But when he looked up, he saw that she had fallen asleep with her chin propped up.

He smiled and shook his head, walked to her side gently, and hugged her sideways.

She had lost weight again, and he could feel that the weight in his arms was much lighter. Her head was resting on his chest like that, and her gentle look made him feel as if the area under his chest was about to collapse. .

Jiang Weiren gently placed her on the couch and was about to get up, but he was stopped by a pair of hands around her neck. He raised his eyes and met her eyes, with a hint of wistfulness in them, like mist rising from a clear stream. Hazy, he suddenly became a little distracted for a moment, and his breathing was a little messy.

"Don't leave," she said softly, "Stay with me..."

"It's getting late, and the palace door is about to be locked..." He replied in a low voice.

The two of them were very close and their breaths met. She suddenly raised her head and pecked him on the lips.

"Be obedient, I'll come see you tomorrow..." His breath was unsteady, but he still planned to leave.

So Yan Qing raised her head again and kissed him on the lips again. Just as Jiang Weiren was about to speak, as if she was afraid of hearing his rejection, she raised her neck and kissed him completely.

At first, Yan Qing was strong, wrapping her hands around him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would escape, but in fact, she thought too much. Since she took such initiative, how could he be willing to let her go again.

The two people's breaths were messed up. When they separated slightly, the blush on Yan Qing's cheeks reached behind her ears. Her forehead was pressed against his forehead, her chest heaved and she kept breathing.

Jiang Weiren was not much better. It was like a fire was burning in his body, and his chest was extremely hot. He tried his best to regain his rationality that was on the verge of collapse, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, I Watching you sleep..."

At this point, he still said such words. Yan Qing really wanted to scold him for his stupid head. He was very resourceful in state affairs, but now he was like a piece of rotten wood.

Little did she know that Jiang Weiren was afraid that she would be frightened and that he would lose his mind and frighten her even more.

"Okay, then just watch..." Yan Qing smiled.

Before Jiang Weiren understood the meaning of her words, he raised his eyes again and was stunned. Yan Qing untied the belt of his outer shirt, took off the shirt, then the middle single, then the close-fitting small clothes, and finally The last piece was left, which was thinly worn on the body, and the slender arms and thin shoulder blades all fell in front of the eyes.

The half-hidden spring light is the most deadly.

He stared blankly, her skin was better than snow in the candlelight. At this moment, he raised his hand to loosen her bun, letting her black hair hang down her shoulders, and then she looked at him steadily, with thousands of words in those eyes.

She looked extremely calm, but her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her confusion.

All the charms in his heart were replaced by the sadness of this moment. He held her in his arms, wishing to crush her into his chest, sighing lowly as if he was shackled by fate, but he was helpless.

"Qingqing, my Qingqing..."