It was already three days after Yan Qing returned from Fo'an Temple.

Returning to the Zhenxihou Mansion, he arranged for Aunt Qi and told Qing Yi to guard her and never let Aunt Qi commit suicide.

She has always been fond of Yan Qing's Qing Yi. For the first time, she didn't get entangled with Yan Qing. She nodded honestly and stared at Nanny Qi with wide eyes, as if she just blinked.

It would be like disappearing from her eyes out of thin air.

Seeing Qing Yi's serious look, Yan Qing felt uncomfortable.

She knew that the little girl was blaming herself for not following Yan Qin's family as she asked.

But Yan Qing knew in his heart that since Wen Zhemao had made up his mind to take action, he must have made complete preparations. Even if Qing Yi followed, it would only give Wen Zhemao one more bargaining chip to trade with him.

That day, she was lucky.

Now it seems that I am lucky to have kept Qing Yi.

Just black bamboo...

Yan Qing's eyes were dark, and he raised his hand to rub Qing Yi's face: "I don't blame you, it's not your fault."

Qing Yi stared at Yan Qing with clear eyes. There was a hint of green color in the dark brown pupils, like a wolf.

She bit her lip and said nothing, which made Yan Qing even more worried.

"Listen, this is not your fault, and you don't have the ability to seek revenge."

Yan Qing held Qing Yi's small face, their foreheads touching each other, and looked deeply into her eyes, "You don't have to blame yourself, let alone be angry. Karma will take its course, and impulsiveness will only make something bad that is already bad even worse. I

I don’t want to, but before I can save my mother, I’m hooking up with you again. Do you understand?”

Qing Yi gritted his teeth.

"do you understand?"

Yan Qing asked anxiously.

Qing Yi stared into Yan Qing's eyes, her teeth twitching at the corners of her mouth, like an angry wolfhound, but she tried hard to restrain those things that were engraved into her instincts.

Yan Qing always held her face, his thumbs on both sides smoothing the corners of her trembling lips: "If you want to laugh, I like to see little Qingyi smile the most."

Qing Yi tried his best to smile, but he couldn't suppress the glimmer in his eyes.

The little girl felt suffocated, so she threw herself into Yan Qing's arms, hugged Yan Qing tightly for a moment, and then said in a muffled voice: "I'm guarding grandma."

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief and patted her back: "Okay."

After comforting Qing Yi and returning to Shanhai Residence, Yan Qing stopped in front of the boudoir door and turned to look at Si Zhan who was following behind him: "Don't you even want to follow me when I sleep?"

When Yan Qing entered the mansion, she asked someone to prepare a yard for Si Zhan, but this man insisted on following her. She thought about it and asked someone to clean up the guest room in Shanhaiju. But now that she was back in her room, this man actually planned to

Follow! This is somewhat excessive!

The original intention of Yan Qing's words was to remind Si Zha not to go too far, but Si Zha clasped his palms together, crossed his fingers, turned his thumbs a few times, and said with a smile: "Yes, that's what I meant."

Yan Qing's eyes bulged out: "Shameless!"

Seeing Yan Qing's furious look, Si Zha smiled calmly and said it was reasonable: "Although I lead troops to fight, I also know that generally a family like the Yan family, in addition to bodyguards, will also have some spies.

The secret guard of the news. Although I don’t know why the Yan family’s secret guard did not show up when we took Mrs. Hou away that day, but I don’t believe it if we say that the Yan family does not have a secret guard.”

"The art of war is about knowing oneself and the enemy, so a spy is no less important to a soldier than a good general. A spy who is privately owned and serves as a guard is called a secret guard. Compared with a spy who may have no skills, his skills are

A strong secret guard may even come and go without leaving a trace."

Having said this, Si Zhan paused and looked at Yan Qing's expression carefully, but Yan Qing's face was calm and his eyes did not make any unnecessary movements, let alone reveal any unnecessary emotions.

This made Si Zhi a little disappointed, but she felt it was normal. If Yan Qing was a person who could be aroused so easily, she wouldn't be able to stand the dirty words of those rude barbarians in Xirong, nor could she stand the prejudiced eyes of the world.

It is even more impossible that people at home and abroad dare not look down upon her.

It is not unreasonable for Yan Qing to become the forward general of the Erjun garrison.

But Yan Qing's emotions seemed to be too natural and restrained. Whether it was anger, guilt, self-blame... they were all displayed naturally on her face, but there was an obvious scale that made it clear at a glance that she was

Restraint, forbearance.

This is not the emotional self-control that a fourteen or fifteen year old girl can have.

Even if she has gone through life and death and seen the ups and downs of human relationships, she should not have such a deep sense of...craftsmanship.

People say that young people are energetic. Young people are high-spirited. Even if they are decadent and unsuccessful, they should have resentment, fighting spirit, and unwillingness to be agile.

But in Yan Qing's body, he couldn't see any vivid color. She was more like an old man who had been carved and polished by this secular world for decades, with more than enough craftsmanship.

The more he observed, the more Si Zhi could sense a sense of dissonance in Yan Qing's body.

He did not live long, but he met a lot of people.

It is not that he has never seen the mismatch and sense of incompatibility between young and mature people between their minds and their age, but there has never been anyone like Yan Qing who made him feel that they are completely incompatible.

A moment's thought made Si Zhan's judgment of Yan Qing more cautious, and he even slightly frowned quietly.

But he quickly covered it up and smiled softly: "This secret guard is so powerful. If I can't keep an eye on the general in the room, how do I know that the general won't let someone secretly pass the news to King Duan? There is such a secret agent.

When ambushing in an enemy camp, the more important the position, the greater the use it can perform. The pioneer is the intelligence officer of the entire army. If he brings wrong information or lies about the military situation, it will be a major hazard!"

"Someone, I have to guard against it!"

"Then what do you want?"

Yan Qing obviously did not expect that this person was so shameless. He was so angry that his back teeth were worn out. "Although there is no emphasis on the protection of men and women at present, after all, men and women are different. Besides, you and I are unmarried men and women unmarried.

, how would it be if you were allowed to enter my boudoir?!"

Listening to Yan Qing talking about propriety, justice and integrity, Si Zhan didn't care at all: "When the general is marching to fight, there are both men and women in the camp. When marching in the wild, the sky is the cover and the earth is the couch, and men and women sleep together. The general does not shy away from this.

Although the situation is different now, you and I can be considered comrades in the same trench, so there seems to be no difference, right?"

"Nonsense!"

Yan Qing almost laughed out of anger, "He... these are two completely different things!"

Si Zhan saw Yan Qing's swear words coming to his lips and then swallowed them back. It was obvious that he was very angry with himself, and he couldn't even suppress the emotions he had been restraining.

This gave him an inexplicable sense of accomplishment for a moment.

Seeing the anger on Yan Qing's face, and perhaps a bit of girlish shame and anger, her views were shattered. In short, her emotions were out of control at this moment, which made Si Zhan feel that her sense of disobedience was not as serious as before.
Chapter completed!