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Just as Xia Fan was about to speak, he heard a deep voice say, "That's right." The man in the purple robe had a calm expression. It was none other than the Qi King.

Zhao Qingyan was slightly taken aback. With the support of Pei'er, she stood up and the other maid pulled out her chair. Zhao Qingyan half leaned on her and kneeled down. She lowered her eyes and said, "Greetings, Royal Father." His attitude was meek and respectful.

Zhao Qingyan said, "Thank you for your concern, royal brother. I came to visit you this morning, so I left. I'll go back now. "

The Qi King nodded in acknowledgement, then said, "Your master and the others may be coming over for a visit recently. It's probably due to the matter of the tears of blood. You handle it."

Zhao Qingyan hesitated for a moment, but he did not say anything. He nodded and said, "Yes, I understand. Don't worry, Father."

The Qi King looked at him closely for a moment, and seeing that his face was still alright, he seemed to be slightly relieved, "Then rest early, and be careful of your body." and asked Pyle, "How is he? Did you take your medicine on time? "

"Ah," said Pyle, "the young master said he was better. He had not taken any more medicine since the day before yesterday. The nightmares are more serious, the ones that go in with the food are less, and there are no other problems. "

Zhao Qingyan said, "Don't worry, Father. I'm just feeling a little unwell due to the hot and dry summer. The sickness won't be very severe this year. I'll take note of it myself."

The Qi King muttered to himself for a moment, "That's good too, it's three parts medicine and three parts poison, if you can drink less, drink less. Oh right, you didn't secretly drink wine behind my back, right? "

Zhao Qingyan was stunned and said with a wry smile, "How can that be? I would never waste my body like that. "

The Qi King smiled, "That's good. "The weather has been pretty good recently. If you're feeling better, please allow your servant to accompany you around the place to visit your mother."

King Qi said, "I won't disturb your rest any longer, I'll head back first." He looked at Chai and said, "If there is no urgent matter, why don't you come back another day?"

The Qi King had already sent him off, how could Xia Cheng dare to stay? He hurriedly bowed and left after waiting for the Qi King to emerge.

"Respectful greetings to you, royal father." Zhao Qingyan sat on the chair and bowed. She waited until they were far away before standing up. She picked up the bowl of tea and put it down. "Pei'er, bring me a cup of hot tea." Her long eyelashes cast a shadow over her eyes.

Pyle poured a bowl of hot tea into his hand, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Zhao Qingyan seemed to have noticed that she wanted to say something. She raised her head and looked at her gently, "What's wrong? If you have something to say, just say it. "

Pyle asked, "Is there something on Young Master's mind?"

Zhao Qing said in amusement, "No, why do you think I have something on my mind? "It's just that I'm a bit tired and I'm too lazy to bring up any interest. I'm just thinking of what I can do later."

Pei'er pouted and said, "I don't believe that Young Master is in a bad mood. It must be because of the words of the prince, because of your master or tears of blood. It's either because that person was too stupid and too annoying! "

Zhao Qingyan said, "You're not allowed to casually judge others."

Pei'er pouted in dissatisfaction. "I know, I was just casually saying that Young Master wouldn't bother with that kind of person. [Young master, you said it, didn't I guess it right? It's because I'm worried about tears and blood, isn't it? "

Zhao Qingyan could only helplessly sigh for her child's temper. He did not say much and only smiled as he answered the question that came after her, "You guessed correctly. Tell me, how did you figure it out?"

Pyle said, "I don't know."

Zhao Qingyan asked curiously, "You don't know?"

Pyle puffed up his cheeks. "Yeah, I don't know. I just feel like the game that Young Master played previously is not good enough, he must be in a bad mood. "

Zhao Qingyan was stunned for a moment. "I stopped when Xia Fan came."

Pyle tilted his head and asked, "Is that so?"

Zhao Qingyan nodded with certainty. "Yes, that's right. So, why? "

"Ah?" "Ah …" After thinking hard for a while, Pei'er decided to change the topic, "Let me get some snacks for Young Master, what would Young Master like to eat?"

Zhao Qingyan did not insist, and said, "Hmm, speaking about this, you're really a little hungry. Bring me some that aren't too sweet, and ask the kitchen to boil a bowl of hawthorn water for me."

Pei'er stuck out her tongue and said, "It's not like you want to put any sugar, it's so sour. Does Young Master really hate sweet things that much?"

Zhao Qingyan felt a headache coming on, "Pei'er, you have asked this question more than 900 times even if you didn't ask it a thousand times. I don't hate sweet things because they make me uncomfortable. "Hurry, I had them make some candy balls yesterday, you can take it up and split it with them."

"Young master is still the best, I'll go now!" After thinking for a while, she added, "I'll get the young master some snacks first."

Zhao Qingyan sighed and said, "You can eat first, I'm not in a hurry."

Pei'er said, "Young Master is the best, I'm leaving!" He turned around and ran out. When he got outside the door, he heard her say with a smile, "Jin'er, I'll go get the candy. I'll send it to you in a while!"

Another girl's voice rang out, "Slow down. Be careful not to fall. I can give you my share." As soon as she finished speaking, she entered the room as well. When she saw Zhao Qingyan's helpless expression, she couldn't help but laugh. "You're the one who's used to her. If you let the wangfei see you, it'd be better for young master to not discipline her properly."

Zhao Qingyan said, "That's how you and Rao'er grew up with me, different from her."

Zhao Qingyan forced a smile and said, "My prayers like this have never been so good."

Jin'er asked, "What happened to the young master when he sent Pei'er away? You have something on your mind? "

Zhao Qingyan touched his face and asked, "Are my emotions so obvious?"

Jin'er pursed her lips and smiled. "I don't think so. Young Master is not feeling well either. I guessed it. It seems that I am concerned about you."

Zhao Qingyan said helplessly, "How can the two of you be so accurate? I've let all of you guess what secrets I'll have in the future. "

Jin'er replied, "No, no. We're only guessing that our young master isn't afraid of being guessed at."

Zhao Qingyan smiled. "Thank you for your blessings." He rubbed his head and said, "You should also go down. I want to be alone for a while."

Jin'er nodded. "Young Master can call us if you need anything." He obeyed and went out, covering the door with his hands.

"A troublesome matter caused by an unwise guard who doesn't know how to think carefully, and the reason why his master came over for no reason..." Zhao Qingyan leaned against the back of the chair and raised her head to look at the ceiling beams. She muttered as if she was deep in thought, "It seems that I won't be able to slack off during this period of time."

Why would Xia Fan come and ask him? Because I have an engagement with the marquis's only daughter, the marquis' birthday I did not go with my father.

Why had he been in the inner house for so long, yet he did not even know the basics about himself? To look down on me or to feel that knowing me as a secret envoy is not something you have to do.

From the looks of it, Xia Fan and his father had come back from the past, and they were already worn out from the journey, did they come to see him as soon as they came back? Not only was he not polite, he was also very anxious. Why? I don't know.

Zhao Qingyan sighed lightly. It was more important to think of her master's coming than to think of those useless things. He had not even taken a look at the sword technique that he had left for him to practice last time!

"If Master were to ask casually, it would be troublesome." Zhao Qingyan's face instantly turned bitter. He took off the sword manual that he had forgotten about ever since he got it from the shelf behind him and started to read it. As he watched, his mind went elsewhere.

The imperial household had not received any particularly noteworthy news recently, and the martial arts world had not heard any news either. The matter of the Blood and Tears had already passed many years ago, and had been deliberately suppressed by his wife. Besides... His master was also aware of that matter. Father didn't say much, it was most likely because Master was not able to explain everything clearly. Even Master couldn't be sure of what had happened. From the looks of it...

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingyan's face turned serious. He whispered, "Maybe it's about to start again." He thought for a while and murmured, "This is going to be difficult. I feel like it's an extremely bad thing."

Blood, dead people, bitter laughter, a face filled with despair and grief, a dying clamor, and the person who had clenched his hand so tightly from start to finish. The palm was dry and steady, reassuring.

Zhao Qingyan's expression did not change because of the memories. She kept thinking about it, and soon, she came to a conclusion.

"Puppet Palace, let me see if my guess is right." If you're truly unwilling to let me go, then it's hard to say who will be the one to die. " Zhao Qingyan's expression was calm, but there was a hint of unwillingness in her eyes. "It's best if I guess wrongly. After all, it's the result of a random guess. "Hmm, I hope I guessed wrong. I must guess wrong, or else I won't be able to slack off." After some thought, he felt that his idea was extremely ridiculous. He helplessly shook his head and turned his attention back to the sword manual.