Chapter 92 Idiot and Silly Flower

Yan Shixu was very silent on the way back to the Eastern Palace from the Cining Palace.

Xie Zhenrong couldn't guess what he was thinking, so she endured it again and again.

After entering the Eastern Palace, she asked He to give the child to Wen Fengyi first, and then she found an opportunity to ask Yan Shixu.

"Your Highness, what are your plans now? Are you just going to let your father take away the power you hold?"

Now, the emperor might be thinking about how to give these rights to Yang Guifei's children.

The prince remained indifferent.

Moreover, a few days ago, he had some free time to read some books just to choose a name for Wen Fengyi's child.

If you have that much time, you might as well think of ways to deal with the emperor's mischief!

Yan Shixu glanced at her sideways and said calmly, "The time is not right yet, Crown Princess, there is no need to worry."

Xie Zhenrong was slightly stunned.

The situation is critical, aren't you anxious?

"Your Highness, regardless of whether the time is right or not, we should at least do something. I always feel uneasy sitting here in the East Palace waiting for death."

Yan Shixu frowned and looked at her: "What do you want to do?"

"I..." Xie Zhenrong stopped talking.

What can she, a woman, do?

Of course it depends on what Your Highness wants to do.

She was just trying to organize the appropriate words when Yan Shixu spoke first.

"Go back and rest first. I will make the final decision on this matter."

After saying that, Yan Shixu prepared to leave.

Seeing him turn around and walk away, Xie Zhenrong frowned again.

"Your Highness didn't sleep last night. Aren't you going back to Yuqing Palace to rest?"

Yan Shixu said bluntly, "I will go to Qionghua Palace to accompany the children."

Xie Zhenrong couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

Didn’t we just accompany you all the way?

After taking a few deep breaths, she forced a smile.

"Your Highness, Wen Fengyi has already given birth to a child, but the other three Fengyi have yet to sleep with you. They are all your women, and favoring one over the other would only chill their hearts. Furthermore, as a ruler, you must treat everyone equally; that is the way to maintain balance."

Yan Shixu paused and looked at her quietly.

Xie Zhenrong couldn't help blushing when she was looked at by his eyes that were as deep as the stars in the night sky.

What woman in the world would not admire such a tall and handsome man as the prince?

Although she didn't want the prince to favor other women, it would be nice if he could share some of Wen Li'er's favor.

Wen Li'er now has a favored wife and a son, which has given her an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Seeing that he remained silent, Xie Zhenrong was a little unsure of what he was thinking.

Having experienced angering His Highness many times before, Xie Zhenrong didn't say anything more this time.

Go back and listen to the nanny's advice first.

"Your Highness, please think carefully about what I said. I will return to Fuyao Palace first."

After saying this, Xie Zhenrong bowed during the banquet and took another path with a group of palace servants.

Yan Shixu looked at her departing back, his brows slightly furrowed. No one knew what he was thinking.

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Qionghua Palace.

When Yan Shixu came over, Wen Li'er was sleeping.

Yan Shixu didn't ask anyone to wake her up. She took a book and sat quietly beside the bed reading it.

The room was extremely quiet. After the palace servants served tea to the prince, they all tactfully left.

I don’t know how much time passed, but it was almost lunchtime.

Seeing that Wen Li'er had not woken up yet, Yan Shixu turned around with some confusion and looked inside the bed curtains.

The next moment, his eyes met the wide-eyed woman on the bed.

Yan Shixu: "...You're awake, why haven't you said anything?"

Wen Li'er giggled and said, "I saw that Your Highness was engrossed in reading and couldn't bear to disturb him."

In fact, I saw that he didn't know what he was thinking about, and he read a page of the book for a long time without turning the page.

She doesn't like to be disturbed when she is thinking about something.

So, naturally, I won't bother him.

Yan Shixu reached out and rubbed her head, sneering, "You are indeed a silly flower, so silly."

Wen Li'er was dumbfounded. Shocked by his words, she straightened up and stammered, "Your Highness... Your Highness, how did you know my nickname?"

Yan Shixu stepped forward, gently pushed the man back, and scolded:

"Lie down and don't move. What if you pull it there?"

Wen Liren realized it belatedly and let out a hiss, then quickly lay down obediently.

But she had not forgotten the question just now: "Your Highness, how do you know my nickname?"

Yan Shixu raised his eyebrows slightly and jokingly said, "I also know that your brother is called Dagua, you silly flower."

Wen Lier: "..."

Who told Her Highness? Her image of being smart and wise is gone forever!

She tried hard to recall the night when His Highness asked her her nickname.

She was lying on the bed pretending to be asleep, but she actually fell asleep later.

Wen Li'er suddenly realized: "Your Highness is playing tricks on me. He took advantage of me talking in my sleep to get my nickname!"

Yan Shixu looked at her with an indescribable expression, and continued to speak to himself, "Minister Wen must be regretting this to death right now."

Wen Li'er was puzzled: "Why is my father so regretful?"

Yan Shixu looked at her quietly.

"When he gave Li'er such a nickname, he probably never thought that you would really become a silly flower."

Wen Lier: "..."

Is Your Highness trying to find ways to call her stupid?!

She rolled her eyes at him and snorted, "I'm not stupid. If I were stupid, how could His Highness like me?"

Yan Shixu raised an eyebrow: "When did I ever say I liked you? Li'er is really getting more and more shameless."

Wen Li'er leaned her face forward for him to touch.

"I am not thick-skinned. If you don't believe me, Your Highness, feel it."

Yan Shixu cooperated by reaching out and pinching her face, his hand was soft and tender.

He carefully roamed one hand over her face, then nodded and gave a fair evaluation.

"I'm sure it's thicker than pork."

Wen Lier: "..."

She pulled the quilt up to cover her head and said in a muffled voice, "Hmph, then your Highness, go to the pigpen and pinch the pigs that are more timid!"

Yan Shixu: "..."

Is this angry? He chuckled.

Yan Shixu bent down and quickly pulled the quilt off Wen Li'er's head.

"Okay, I was wrong. Li'er is thinner-skinned than a pig."

Wen Lier: "..."

I always feel that this statement is weird.