In the past few days, the most lively thing on the streets was undoubtedly the topic of Yan Zhen being assassinated. Many people were angry. What assassin was so bold that he dared to assassinate the prince at the feet of the emperor.

In the inn, Zhang Kaifeng did not leave immediately, but waited quietly. He left for a long time. Maybe he should have seen her. After all, she has always been worried about him over the years.

However, Yan Zhen also knew what happened in the Burial God Valley, so he did not force him to see Qingqing, but he still asked him to go to another house of his, saying that there was something there, he should know.

Zhang Kaifeng did not refuse. As Yan Zhen said, Qingqing had been blaming himself for many years, and blamed Zhang Kaifeng for his death because of her words. She had a very bad life. Although there was a little laughter after these years, anyone with discerning eyes could see that she was very unhappy.

Not long after, a simple manor appeared in front of him. Few people came here. Zhang Kaifeng showed a token and entered easily. There were no people in the manor, it was very peaceful, but the scenery was very good. It was obvious that Yan Zhen had put a lot of effort into it. After staying for a long time, he could really calm down. This is where Qingqing often comes, and he would stay for a long time every time he came.

The corridor is surrounded by strange flowers and plants. The breeze blows gently on her face. Walking in the place where she is often there, her daily life can't help but emerge in her mind. If she hadn't known him, she might not have been so painful!

Soon, Zhang Kaifeng came to the courtyard where Qingqing always lived. The paintings were drawn. The person in the painting held a sword and waved his sword to sprinkle the sword flowers on the ground. The sword holder laughed wildly, his spirit and spirit were slowly and vivid. It can be seen that the person who wrote the writing knew him very well.

Her feet couldn't help but step forward, and her palm touched each painting, and her heart hurt even more. When she pushed the door in, she put more paintings inside. She suddenly felt that her feet became a little heavy. Over the years, she drew one every day? The paintings placed here are as he imagined.

"Is it Mr. Zhang?" Mu Ran's voice sounded.

The sudden sound interrupted the thoughts all over the floor, temporarily interrupting the complex thoughts in my mind. I turned around and saw that the person I saw was Xiaohong, one of Qingqing's maids. I didn't expect that there was a girl who had already emerged from the water.

"It's really Mr. Zhang." Xiaohong put down the work in her hand, widened her eyes, and was not afraid, but came forward instead.

Zhang Kaifeng nodded, which made Xiao Zi feel relieved, and chattered and asked him to tell him about his recent situation. This little girl was nervous and laughed happily for a while. How did she end up like this? She didn't say anything for a while, but she felt aggrieved and made Zhang Kaifeng feel a headache. Why do women like to cry so much? It's a pity that his seven-foot man is helpless.

Xiaohong had red eyes and accused her of dissatisfaction: "Young Master Zhang, you are really a bastard. Why haven't you come back to find Your Highness the Princess after so long? Your Highness the Princess has been thinking about Your Highness Zhang all these years. Don't you know?"

"I'm sorry for her." Zhang Kaifeng said.

"Since five years ago, His Highness the Princess thought that Mr. Zhang was buried in Shen Valley, he had been seriously ill. After he recovered from the illness, His Highness the Princess was always depressed and always sad alone." Xiaohong said slowly.

"Although His Highness is worried about us and forced himself to smile, he always loses his mind from time to time, always calls your name by Mr. Zhang, and then he feels sad again."

"Every time I hold your portrait and look at it for a whole morning, and I can't even hear no matter how we shouted her."

"These paintings are the ones that His Highness Princess picked up his pen and painted before he recovered from his serious illness." Xiaohong continued: "We watched her paint without caring about her serious illness. You also know that painting is the most exhausting thing. One painting takes several hours. But His Highness Princess just doesn't listen to our advice and always knocks us away. He is tired of painting several times because of painting, and sometimes he paints a painting all day long. Every winter, His Highness Princess always stands under the white plum blossoms regardless of the cold wind and winter snow, and stands for several hours."

"Your Highness the Princess is getting thinner day by day. Even the Fourth Prince and the Imperial Queen are useless to persuade her. Your Majesty even ordered that all the paintings be burned. But Your Majesty cried heartbrokenly and could not bear it. Your Majesty is the father of Your Majesty, and he can't bear to see her so sad, but he also ordered it to be strictly controlled, otherwise she would not be allowed to paint again. Your Majesty is getting better."

"But God likes to tease His Highness the Princess. When he learned that you were on the frontier, His Highness the Princess was very happy, but then the bad news came, saying that you died in the frontier. His Highness the Princess was hit hard, and this disease lasted for one year, Mr. Zhang." Xiaohong couldn't help crying again when talking about this matter: "You also know His Highness the Princess's personality. Even if he is weak, he will have to dance swords for several hours. We people at the moment cannot bear it, but in the end they can only look at her."

"Fortunately, the Fourth Prince returned from traveling around and took His Royal Highness out to relax, and his condition improved."

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Far away from the capital, the scenery here is very beautiful. Rows of willows are floating in the wind by the lake. A woman stands beside a blooming violet, with a long black shawl, with picturesque eyebrows, a beautiful nose and a faint red lips, and a green dress outlines her graceful figure. She is like a green lotus, as clear as the wind.

Suddenly, the breeze rose, and the white lotus flowers swayed and dripped a few drops of crystal water drops. A white man suddenly appeared. The white man was dressed in white and stared at the woman opposite, his eyes not anywhere else.

The woman in green seemed to feel something, and raised her eyes lightly. What she saw was a handsome face, looking at her, her eyes smiling. It was him, he had been remembering for a long time, wasn't he dreaming? He was thinking about her recruitment.

Her lips were trembling, and her beautiful eyes couldn't stop shedding tears. She walked forward step by step, her jade feet stepped on the blue waves, she walked very slowly, and she looked at the man not far away very carefully. He had changed in his dream from now on, and the smile on her lips was so real.

She walked very slowly, and the white young man on the other side was also stepping on the blue waves, walking towards her. The wind blew gently, and she suddenly stopped in place, allowing the person to walk towards her, and finally hugged him in her arms.

Her solid and powerful arms pulled her into her arms, and the breath of his body enveloped her body. The familiar breath gently leaned on his shoulder. In this dream, she finally got confirmation again.

"I'm back." His voice rang in her ear.

His voice was as gentle as ever, but in an instant, it tore open all the defense lines in her heart and became soft. She just wanted to hold him, tightly. Her hands tightly hugged his back, greedily smelling the breath on his body.

In an instant, she was like a green lotus that had not bloomed for a long time, and finally bloomed with buds under this warm wind. The petals of the green lotus spread out in pieces, and the flowers were competing for beauty, but she was the most charming.

He stared at me affectionately, and then he kissed me deeply for no reason. He didn't know where the love arises, but went deeper. I came for you in this life, and you stopped for me, enough.

(End of this chapter)
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