Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor

Yu Qingjia walked out the door. It was not yet dawn at this time, and when the cold wind blew, her nerves, which had been tense all night, suddenly relaxed, and her fatigue immediately surged. Even though she thought yesterday that if I don't sleep and no one else sleeps, she actually did it herself to put on a show. After walking around all night, others were dizzy and Yu Qingjia was very tired.

It was only four o'clock at this time, the sky was as black as black jade, the wind was biting, the lights were few, the stars were dim, and the whole city was shrouded in deep sleep. Yu Qingjia had never gone out so early before. Although it was said to be morning, it was actually no different from late at night.

Yu Qingjia gathered her clothes and strolled in the courtyard, walking in the dark corridor without any timidity. But when she reached the door, she couldn't help but look back.

What about vixen?

Yu Qingjia was looking around, and there seemed to be a gust of wind in her ears, and then she felt the broken hair around her ears being picked up and neatly put back behind her ears: "What are you looking at?"

Yu Qingjia was surprised. When she turned her head and saw the person coming, her eyes immediately burst into light: "I'm looking for you! Why do you make no sound when you walk, when did you stand behind me?"

Murong Yan didn't answer, his eyelashes were slightly lowered, and he focused on arranging Yu Qingjia's hair one by one. It seemed that at this moment, Yu Qingjia's messy hair because he didn't sleep all night was the biggest thing in the world.

His fingertips vaguely touched the skin behind Yu Qingjia's ears, she flinched, and stretched out her hand to try the temperature of his fingers: "Where have you been all this time, why are your hands so cold?"

Murong Yan grabbed her restless hand and held it back: "I'll talk about this when I go back, let's go first."

"good."

At this moment, it was pitch black from the sky to the city wall to the house of Yu's house. Yu Qingjia walked on the winding corridor of the ancestral house, just because there was another person beside him, it seemed that even the road that could not be seen was no longer scary. Yu Qingjia hugged her fingers, breathed on them slowly, and spoke weakly: "I didn't believe what others said before, but now I know that staying up all night is really tiring, and it's more tiring than being busy all day during the day."

When Murong Yan heard the voice, she looked sideways at her flushed cheeks: "Is it cold?"

Yu Qingjia shook her head and said, "Fortunately, it's just that I don't have the strength to feel cold."

When the body is exhausted, the ability to keep out the cold will naturally drop a lot, and Yu Qingjia is not a person who exercises regularly and has a lot of blood. Murong Yan stretched out his hand to hold her finger, and found that it was really cold, without any warmth at all.

Murong Yan unbuttoned her coat, and wrapped it around Yu Qingjia's shoulders and put it on her body. After staying up all night, Yu Qingjia's mind was confused, and she didn't react until Murong Yan pulled the clothes around her body. Yu Qingjia immediately backed away: "How can this be done, the wind is so strong, you..."

Murong Yan pressed her head, and said in a slightly emphatic tone: "Don't move." When he spoke, his other hand was not affected at all, and he was still buttoning the button on the skirt. It's hard for him to be so flexible with one hand, Yu Qingjia looked down at his slender and nimble fingers, almost lost his mind.

Murong Yan's clothes were still too big for Yu Qingjia, but fortunately at this time, toga and big sleeves were highly valued, and Murong Yan's clothes were loose and loose on Yu Qingjia's body, and the sleeves were windy. Murong Yan tightened the skirt, and flattened the collars on both sides of her neck layer by layer, until the clothes on her body were arranged properly, and then he said: "Okay. Just bear with me for a while. You go back."

Yu Qingjia was frightened, she hurriedly waved her hands and declined: "No, no, I have hands and feet, just walk back by myself..."

Yu Qingjia didn't look at the road when she retreated, and accidentally stepped on the air, and she fell backwards immediately. Murong Yan had already seen that the back was empty, and he held her head down just now to prevent her from falling. Facts have proved that Murong Yan's positioning of Yu Qingjia was really accurate.

Murong Yan stretched out his hand to grab her arm, without moving his body, he lifted her back with one arm. Yu Qingjia finally stood firm, and at this time her scream had just come out. She patted her chest, ran to Murong Yan in a daze, looked back at where she was standing just now, and suddenly realized: "Oh, so there is a hole here."

After staying up all night, Yu Qingjia was slow to react to everything.

Murong Yan pressed the center of his eyebrows, it may be that he has seen many similar things, Murong Yan is now very calm, and he doesn't even bother to say words of dislike. It's useless to say it, it's just a waste of time and energy, it's better to save him some effort.

Murong Yan pulled Yu Qingjia to the side of a stone, he held Yu Qingjia's waist with both hands and put her on the stone with a little force. Murong Yan said: "Come on, I'll carry you back."

"But you still have injuries on your back..."

Yu Qingjia was still twitching, but Murong Yan interrupted: "You know your current state yourself, you can't even see such an obvious hole, when you go back, it will be dawn."

Yu Qingjia hesitated for a moment, then nodded hesitantly. Murong Yan has a special status, and it will be bad if there are too many people on the road after a while. Maybe let Murong Yan take her back, Murong Yan can rest quickly instead.

She leaned over and hugged Murong Yan's neck, and lay on his back. The boy was tall and straight, even his back was hard and slender. Lying on his back, Yu Qingjia could clearly feel the muscle texture of his body. Murong Yan's shoulders are not generous, one reason is because of his age, and the other reason is because his natural frame is like this. However, although he is thin, he will never make people think of words such as thin and thin. Because when he was walking, Yu Qingjia could clearly feel the muscles on his back flexing and stretching. He was silent and low-key, but concealed great strength.

In fact, the slender muscles are far more explosive than the bulging, knotted muscles of amazing size. Exaggerated humeral muscles can be trained in a short period of time. It is scary to see that the arms are thicker than the legs, but only long-term and continuous exercise can grow slender muscles. In this way, when it comes to speaking with force, it is self-evident which one is flashy and which one is powerful.

It's rare for Yu Qingjia to get so close to another person, and it's even rarer if it's the opposite sex. Yu Qingjia wrapped her arms around Murong Yan's neck, and her upper body was tightly pressed against his back. The breath of another person lingering around the tip of her nose gave Yu Qingjia an indescribable sense of security.

Yu Qingjia's tense spirit gradually relaxed. At first, her neck was still stiff, and she didn't dare to get too close to Murong Yan, but as more and more houses turned around, Yu Qingjia also relaxed, and slowly put her forehead on Murong Yan's shoulder .

Yu Qingjia didn't sleep all night, her tied hair was messed up long ago, fluffy, she scratched Murong Yan's neck bit by bit. The fourth watch in winter was still pitch black and silent, only the biting cold wind and the scattered stars in the sky shrouded them. The lonely and beautiful young man, the tired and well-behaved young girl slowly came from the depths of the morning light.

Yu Qingjia rested her forehead on Murong Yan's shoulder, and closed her eyes wearily. Seeing nothing in front of her eyes, this made Yu Qingjia feel detached from the world, as if there were only the two of them left in the world.

"Fox spirit, is it you today?"

Yu Qingjia held her breath and waited for a while, but she did not wait for any response. She breathed out, and without waiting for Murong Yan to admit, she continued on her own: "I know it must be you. The ground was flat and there was no wind or rain in the room. If it wasn't for you, why would Yu Qingya suddenly fall down?" You didn't see her face at that time, she was surprised and unbelievable, as if she had seen a ghost..."

Murong Yan didn't intend to start a conversation at first, but when he heard this, the brows could not help but move slightly. Yu Qingjia also belatedly realized that what she said seemed to be scolding Murong Yan, she quickly raised her head, trying to put her face in front of Murong Yan and explain: "I didn't mean that, I meant to boast By the way, thank you for your…”

Yu Qingjia leaned on Murong Yan's back, and when she moved like this, she didn't consider Murong Yan's feelings at all. Murong Yan could only stop and tense his back so that Yu Qingjia's soft body would not be so close to him.

Yu Qingjia didn't understand the meaning of Murong Yan's actions, she thought Murong Yan was angry and was going to throw her down now, she quickly wrapped her arms tightly and said anxiously: "I didn't mean it, I will get angry if you throw me down again Already!"

Yu Qingjia's circle became tighter and tighter, so that Yu Qingjia's cheek was very close to Murong Yan's. Her breath fluttered lightly and heavily on his neck, Murong Yan's body became more and more tense, but it would be too obvious if he avoided his face, his Adam's apple slipped slightly, and finally suppressed his voice and said: "Don't move. "

"Are you really going to throw me? Last time you threw me off the carriage, I didn't bother with you. Now you still..."

Murong Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "I didn't say I would throw you. Lie on your stomach and don't move."

Yu Qingjia saw that Murong Yan's hands were still clasping her knees, and she didn't intend to let go, so she was skeptical, and slowly relaxed her arms: "We have agreed, you are not allowed to let go suddenly."

Yu Qingjia finally calmed down, and Murong Yan was able to continue walking. Yu Qingjia turned her face sideways, put her cheek on Murong Yan's back, and her eyes gradually became empty: "When Yu Qingya said that someone tripped her, I sweated for you, but fortunately no one believed her in the end. How did you do it?" Why didn’t you find anything on the ground?”

Murong Yan thought for a while, and said seriously: "I don't know. I just took something from the side, but I didn't look at it."

"Did you hit her on the knee?"

"Hmm." It's not a secret in the palace, experienced eunuchs all know the way, kicking a certain acupoint on the leg, no matter how hard the bones are, they will kneel down.

"Wow." Yu Qingjia exclaimed in surprise, deeply amazed. Speaking of Yu Qingya, Murong Yan changed his aloofness on the road, and said a few more words: "The system you mentioned last time is on her, right? She can survive until now, thanks to staying in the inner house. She gave Yu Laojun was wrong when he took the pulse, but she told the other person's condition accurately. Later, she actually added something to the medicine in front of so many people, and I don't know whether to say she is stupid or exaggerating."

Yu Qingjia deeply agrees that it may not be a good thing to suddenly gain a powerful ability that does not belong to her. Because of the system, Yu Qingya is becoming more and more arrogant, and even her only advantage that can be called her defensiveness is gone. Yu Qingya is now like a person who suddenly gained deep internal strength without hard training. She has the strength of a strong person, but she doesn't have the heart of a strong person. If it is the power cultivated by oneself, while the force becomes stronger, the heart will also become tough, cautious, bold and careful, but Yu Qingya does not. She is used to stealing, getting used to getting something for nothing, and gradually succeeded in blinding her eyes, making her mistakenly think that all achievements come from herself, so she acts recklessly and makes enemies everywhere. I don't know if Yu Qingya has thought about it, it's not her after all, if one day the system leaves, what will she do?

Yu Qingjia leaned against Murong Yan's shoulder blades, and said with emotion: "It's really sad to pin your hopes on others."

Murong Yan's eyes seemed to move, and finally turned into a calm approval.

It is indeed a sad thing to put all the chips on others, Yu Qingya is like this, and so is Murong Yan.

In just half a year, he gradually got used to Yu Qingjia's company, and what was even more frightening was that he found himself **** after her. In fact, he is the same as Yu Qingya, Yu Qingya hopes that the system will not leave, and Murong Yan also hopes that Yu Qingjia will always be by his side.

It turned out that in her eyes, he himself was pathetic.