The tip of the nose was a burst of fragrance of bamboo leaves, and it smelled very comfortable, and I closed my eyes and took a long sip, which was clear in my mind.
Suddenly, she clearly felt an air current not far away, suddenly opened her eyes, and got up and sat up.
This is the feeling again.
Since the great fire in the palace, she has been able to feel breath after breath all over her body from time to time, and at the same time she feels a force in her body flowing around her body.
The recovery of vitality is naturally a good thing for her, but it will also bring trouble to herself, such as the dark thread sent by Teng Kun who is watching from a distance on the east city wall.
The longer the time, the stronger the gong power in one's body, therefore, it is inevitable that the breath will flow out.
Before entering the palace, they said that before getting clear instructions, they only need to be princesses steadily.
Before, she had weak vitality and no internal strength, so naturally she couldn't attract others' suspicion. But now, the aura in the body is strong day by day, maybe she can hide good aura under these dark eyelids, but what if the inner strength is stronger than her own
For example, that Mo Bingxian!
This Mo Bingxian's internal power seemed unfathomable. Even though his internal power had recovered half these days, he had never detected his breath, even when he was in front of him.
This shows that his internal strength is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary masters.
Teng Kun has sent someone to secretly confirm his identity. If he is discovered by these hidden lines that he has internal power leaked, it will cause a lot of trouble.
I don't know when they will give themselves instructions on the next step. I just hope that the sooner the better.
"Final, I have seen the princess and empress." Just as she was immersed in her thoughts, a cold voice rang in her ears.
Lifting his eyes, I saw Meng Yuqi, the silver-white figure, quietly standing three meters away from him, and saluting him.
Realizing that he might have come forward because he was wondering why he was lying on the side of the road somehow, he just sorted his clothes and stood up.
"Brother Meng, in fact, you don't have to be so polite every time. It's okay to call me Yanyan or Yan'er." She hid the emotions under her eyes and walked towards him with a smile.
Next to the bamboo forest, the figure with the head bowed was tall and long. After hearing his own words, he suddenly raised his eyes to meet his gaze.
The eyes that cast their gazes were black and white, and as clear as a spring. Although they were cold, a strong sense of familiarity suddenly passed through my heart at the moment they met his gaze. At the same time, my mind A screen flashed unexpectedly.
It was a pair of eyes that were exactly the same as before. Yes, they were exactly the same.
It's just that the gaze is not as deserted as the man in front of him, but with a scorching smile.
Whose eyes are in my mind? Could it be someone he knew before the physical master
Wait, how could someone suddenly appear in your mind who doesn't exist in your memory? Could it be said that with the recovery of vitality, the memory belonging to this physical master is already recovering
Meng Yuqi stared at her eyes quietly, the complex expressions in them constantly changing.
Inadvertently raised his eyes and saw Meng Yuqi's gaze, he immediately reacted to his gaffe, "Uh, Brother Meng, if it's okay, I'll go back first."
With that, he walked past him quickly.
"Wang... Yan'er, please stay." Suddenly, the cold voice behind her, with hesitation, slowly sounded in her ears.
Yaner
Has he really changed his mind
The footsteps stopped, and she turned around in a little surprise. What she saw was no longer a cold and waveless look, but a slightly urgent look.
Seeing this, she was even more surprised.
Unexpectedly, the eyes that have been cold and almost hollow on weekdays will also show urgency
"Brother Meng, what's the matter?" He, who has always been indifferent, would never stop himself easily.
Meng Yuqi's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a trace of hesitation, his thin lips pressed, and finally they opened slightly.
"You, and a friend I met eight years ago, look very similar." He hesitated when he spoke, but he said it in one breath.
Upon hearing this, her expression became slightly stiff, and her heart trembled slightly.
Is his feeling about himself, unexpectedly, also familiar
An uneasy flashed in my heart. If this physical master really knew him before, then if he was recognized by him... "The world is so big, there are too many people with the same appearance, if I really look like Meng Big brother's old friend, this can be considered fate! Haha... "Hiddening her anxiety, she raised her face with a smile.
Looking at her careless smiling face, the eyes that had originally had a glimmer of expectation extinguished in an instant, and a desperate self-deprecating smile suddenly flashed on her handsome face.
The smile revealed from her eyes is natural and not artificial. Even though the eyes and breath are very similar, when the woman in front of her looks at herself, she is obviously unfamiliar, with respect and alienation.
Yes, I tried every means to find her for eight years, and there was no news. How could it be so easy to find? Moreover, although the personality of this woman and her at that time were a bit similar, they did not have the enchanting and evil spirit that radiated from her bones. In contrast, they were still quite different.
Perhaps, she is really just a woman who looks a lot like her.
Qi Ziyan looked at the expression on his face quietly, and saw that his handsome eyes were down, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, revealing a touch of emptiness, despair, and self-deprecation.
Finally, she couldn't help but said cautiously: "You friend, is it important to you?"
Hearing her questioning, the eyes that had been drooping suddenly lifted up and looked at her calmly.
She carefully watched the emotional changes in his eyes, and gradually recovered from her loss.
"I was offended by the final general just now, please, princess, don't be surprised." Realizing his gaffe, he finally returned to his original indifference.
princess
This Y, how does the title always change so fast.
"It's okay, haha... But, for eight years, have you been looking for that friend?"
Looking at Qi Ziyan, he faintly responded: "Yes."
"I haven't found it after searching for eight years? Didn't you know his identity and address when you first met him? If you are a very good friend, how can you not tell you this?" She stared at his face. Small changes gradually deepen the problem.
Hearing this, he lowered his gaze again and calmed down for a while before slowly repliing: "I have only been with her for three months. During that time, she taught me a lot of things, but she never revealed her identity. One day three months later, she left without saying goodbye."
Never reveal your identity? Hearing these words, she seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, and the whole hanging heart finally settled down.
"Oh, that's the case, haha... Since she left without saying goodbye, then why do you want to find her again?"
It seemed that because she had asked too many questions one after another, Meng Yuqi suddenly lowered his eyes, pursed her thin lips, narrowed them into a lip line, and stopped responding.
Seeing his face turned cold and indifferent, Qi Ziyan smiled stiffly, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, am I asking too many questions? If it is inconvenient for Brother Meng to answer, I don't need to answer it. Back to the house."
"Wang Concubine walk slowly." He held his sword in his fist and looked at her leaving figure. In his cold eyes, the loss reappeared. He lowered his head and sighed lightly. He didn't think too much anymore, and he moved away as well.
Sujun King's Mansion.
In the past two days, Teng Kun spent all day and night in the database in order to better understand the three officials' poisoning case and all the detailed information about the four major sects.
Early that morning, he leaned on the table, still holding an open book in his hand, and slept soundly.
A black figure suddenly drifted into the house silently and came to the table.
From a distance, I saw the slightly sleepy face on that face, and my footsteps suddenly became lighter.
Under the black veil, a touch of infatuation flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she gradually approached.
Gently, she carefully picked up the book in his hand, closed it, and put it aside.
Looking at this sleeping face, her eyes became more obsessed.
She knew that the prince and the princess had already got together, and she knew better that she would never be able to walk into his heart in this life, so she didn't dare to ask for anything more, she just wanted to be able to look at him from a distance and listen to him. He’s instructions to do everything he can do for him.
Suddenly, the person who had fallen asleep moved a little, but then opened his eyes.
In the sleepy state, he saw Suifeng standing not far away at a glance. He rubbed his temples and became conscious.
"Have you found Chen Qiu's family so soon?"
His clear voice finally pulled her from her obsession to reality. He lowered her head in a bewildered manner and quickly replied: "Yes, master, the record on the burning book is very clear. It is very easy to find out."
Hearing this, Teng Kun's eyes became clearer.
"Haha, good job." He smiled at her with praise in his eyes.
"Thank you for the compliment, but for others, for a while, there is no result." Suifeng hesitated and said authentically.
"You don't need to check it again." However, he smiled lightly.
"Why master?"
Her gaze made Teng Kun smile slightly and said: "Three days have come, you go and bring people, and go to the jail with this king."
"Yes."
"What's the matter?" He swept his stern gaze, and suddenly the soldier knelt down in shock: "In response to the prince, the younger one just gave her a push..."
"What did you do?" Fu Shizhou saw the anger flashing in Teng Kun's eyes and scolded.
"Subordinates are convicted." The soldier kneeling on the ground fell to the ground with a little helplessness.
"She is just a relative of the criminal, not the criminal." To the soldier who admitted wrong, Teng Kun said in a low voice.
"Yes, yes, the little one is convicted, and the little one is convicted."
"Humph." With a cold snort, Teng Kun turned his gaze to the little girl holding her trembling hair, and suddenly stepped over.
"Get down for me, and bring your own thirty army sticks." Fu Shizhou cast a wink at the soldier and motioned him to retreat quickly.
"Yes, the subordinates will pick up the punishment by themselves." He hurriedly got up, he bowed panic after saluting.
The little girl in a pink cloth, holding her head, was shivering.
Teng Kun's eyes softened, he squatted down, stretched out his white hand, and gently stroked her hair.
"Don't be afraid, we're just taking you to see your uncle." He sounded calmly and clearly, making the little girl look up a little ignorantly. When those bright eyes saw his cordial gaze, it was originally The panic in his eyes finally dissipated, and instead he looked at him with a dubious look: "Really? Big brother?"
"Really." With a slight smile, he nodded.
"Okay, then I'm going to see Uncle." The child is after all a child. When he looked at his pure smile, he suddenly lost any precautions, raising a hint of excitement.
"Well, let's go." Teng Kun got up, took the little girl's hand, the little girl looked up at him, and obediently followed in.
At this time, Chen Qiu had been taken out, tied to the chair of the imperial teacher, with disheveled hair, and was bowing his head weakly and closing his eyes.