"Sigh..." Walking out of Yuhui Cottage and looking up at the bright and clear moon, Jiang Ying couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Qi Ren 껩 was wearing night clothes, like a shadow, "Sister Ying, what are you sighing about?"

Are you too tired?

Yes, these two kings are just lying there like dead pigs, and Sister Ying is the one taking care of everything. With so many things to do, he feels tired, okay?

Should we think of a way to wake the prince up?

Qi Ren didn't think his idea was presumptuous at all. After all, the prince could move his hands and could hear them talking. Apart from not opening his eyes and standing, what was the difference between him and his good friend?

Tsk! I despise your lazy behavior!

Jiang Ying had no idea. She just sighed casually. Qi Ren seemed even more depressed than her and secretly scolded his master!

He raised his eyebrows. "I am just sighing. I am afraid I won't be able to see the loving father and filial daughter in the future. After losing her wings, her feathers will be plucked out. Then, she will not only be a pheasant, but also a naked, ugly chicken in a hot pot!"

Thinking of that scene, Jiang Ying felt relieved.

Well, go home and talk to your son, and then invite him to watch "Chicken in Soup". The little guy will definitely be very happy.

It was late at night.

The main courtyard of Feiyu House.

After the maid picked up Xiao Yanji and threw her onto the bed, she sat there in a daze for a while, with her chubby little face and pouting red lips, feeling bored.

I don't know if Yan Zhuo is aware of him, but he wants to have a scumbag father, but a scumbag father who is also a living dead, doesn't it seem fun to bully him?

So, he climbed around, treating Yan Zhuo as a climbing practice object, and by the way, he sat on Yan Zhuo's face and farted.

But it's still boring...

Fortunately, after playing for a long time, my eyelids began to feel heavy, so I immediately found the warm neck of a human body, curled up, and gradually fell asleep.

Yan Zhuo: ...My son insists on giving me a Weibo, what should I do? I'm waiting online, it's urgent!

Here, when Jiang Ying came home and entered the house, the first thing he saw was such a "strange" scene.

The dog king was lying on his back, his hands naturally placed on his sides, his son was lying on his father's neck, his head on his side, his legs on his right side, and his belly against his father's cheek.

With one hand, he was poking his father's nose, which was like a high-level chokehold and murder.

Even with this, can the Dog King still breathe?

Jiang Ying quickly took a few steps forward and pulled his gecko-like son over. Sure enough, Yan Zhuo's face turned red when he saw him.

But it's okay, at most it might be a little difficult to breathe, but not to the point of choking.

After putting her son to sleep on his side in an open space and covering him with a quilt, Jiang Ying turned around and found something shiny on Yan Zhuo's neck. She looked inside and saw a pool of water.

She laughed directly, "Prince, this is your water, and your son?"

Yan Zhuo, "..."

...I really can't lie down anymore, what should I do?

Now he really wants to know, there is no way to wake up!

Just as I was thinking about it, I discovered a pleasant and lingering fragrance that filled my nose without any warning.

She held him in her arms, and lay in his soft, warm and delicate body, and even took the initiative to pull his hand and put it around her waist.

"Every time I sleep with the monkey, he tortures me. Now, he tortures you while I sleep well and he warms my bed for free. It's great."

Yan Zhuo was stunned, not knowing whether to be happy or angry.

However, he was so active and distracted that the little woman fell asleep quickly. She even muttered softly before falling asleep, "Yan Zhuo, when are you going to wake up?"

"Actually, it's better if you don't wake up. You can be a sleeping beauty like this, with warm foot pads and a human-shaped pillow, which is very nice."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and suddenly kissed him on the lips.

Finally, he said two words, "Good night."

Yan Zhuo was happy and helpless at the same time, his mind was like fireworks blooming, filled with unprecedented happiness.

Generally speaking, those rough people say, "Children, daughter-in-law, and a warm bed are all you need, right?"

He was half asleep, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he heard some indistinct talk in his sleep, or mumbling, "Yanzhuo, you are still awake, well, wake up early."

"I really miss you. I... miss you."

I knew it was inevitable, but I didn't expect it to come so soon!

Huang Mingquan also came out of the palace to invite him personally.

He was ordered to check on Yan Zhuo's condition and said with a smile, "The emperor believes Miss Jiang and said that if Miss Jiang's diagnosis is not serious, it means that the prince will wake up after some time."

Jiang Ying smiled on the surface, but in fact, he cursed the emperor so much!

Look at what she said. She obviously wanted her to go to the uterus to check the fetus as soon as possible, but she felt that Yan Zhuo was still unconscious, so it would be a bit unfair to bring her into the uterus at this time. Why is she still pretending?

"Yes, Your Majesty is willing to send Eunuch Huang, which shows that you have given me enough face."

Jiang Ying followed up with some polite remarks, but she didn't overdo it. She just wanted to stay in the palace and come back in the evening.

As a result, Huang Mingquan seemed to be less anxious all of a sudden. He looked around but didn't say anything.

Jiang Ying was dumbfounded. "Eunuch Huang, are you...looking for something?"

Huang Mingquan shook off the dust, "To be honest, Miss Jiang said that the eldest prince seemed to have given Miss Jiang the Queen's private seal as a gift. This time, in addition to inviting Miss Jiang, we also came to get it back for the Queen! Oh, the Queen Mother said that she would give Miss Jiang other noble rewards as compensation."

Jiang Ying: "..."

It would be fine if she didn't mention this matter, but once she did, she got a headache.

Kill the eldest prince, why aren't you roasting her on the fire?

I don't know, maybe she had coveted the private seal for a long time, and instigated the eldest prince, an ignorant little kid, to steal it?

Heaven and earth are kind.

Jiang Ying smiled bitterly, "I gave the private seal to Yan Zhuo before and told him to find a way to return it. Didn't he return it?"

"Ah? No... not yet! It's not in the Emperor's house. If the Empress has received it, it's unlikely that she will let this family open this house?"

Jiang Ying paced back and forth, that was strange, could it be that Yan Zhuo had hidden him? !