"Sigh..." After walking out of Yuhui Cottage and looking up at the bright moonlight, Jiang Ying couldn't help but sigh softly.
Qi Ren was also wearing night clothes, like a shadow, "Sister Ying, what are you sighing about?"
Am I too tired?
That’s right, the prince has been lying like a dead pig these past two days, and Sister Ying has been worrying about everything. With so many things to do, he must be feeling tired!
Should we think of a way to wake the prince up?
Qi Ren didn't feel that his idea was presumptuous at all. After all, the prince could move his hands and hear them talking. Apart from not opening his eyes and standing, what was the difference between him and the good ones?
Tsk! I despise your lazy behavior, Your Highness!
Jiang Ying had no idea that she was just sighing casually, but Qi Ren seemed to be even more depressed than her and secretly cursed his master all over!
He raised an eyebrow. "Well, I'm just lamenting that I might not be able to see such interesting scenes of loving fathers and filial daughters in the future. After she loses her wings, the next step is to pluck out her feathers that protect her from the cold. Then, she will not only be a pheasant, but also a bald, ugly, drowned rat!"
When Jiang Ying thought of that scene, he felt relieved.
Well, go home and talk to your son, and then invite him to watch "Drowned Chicken". The little guy will definitely be very happy.
It was late at night.
The main courtyard of Feiyu House.
After little Yan Zhi was tidied up by the maid and thrown onto Yan Zhuo's bed, he sat there bored for a while with his chubby little face and pouting little red lips.
He didn't know that Yan Zhuo was conscious, so he wanted to deal with his scumbag father, but it seemed that it would not be fun to bully a scumbag father who was like a living dead?
So, he climbed around, treating Yan Zhuo as an object for practicing climbing, and by the way, he sat on Yan Zhuo's face and farted.
But still so boring...
Fortunately, my eyelids started to feel heavy after playing for a long time, so I immediately found the warm crook of human neck, curled up, and gradually fell asleep.
Yan Zhuo: ...What should I do if my son insists on being my Weibo user? Waiting online, it's urgent!
Here, the first thing Jiang Ying saw when he returned home was such a "strange" scene.
The Dog Prince was lying flat on his back, his hands placed naturally on his sides. His son was lying on his father's neck, his head on the left, his legs on the right, and his belly pressed against his father's chin.
One hand was poking his father's nose, which was a complete chokehold and murder.
Even with this, the Dog Prince can still breathe?
Jiang Ying quickly took a few steps forward and pulled his gecko-like son down. Sure enough, Yan Zhuo's face turned red.
But fortunately, it should be a little bit of difficulty breathing at most, but not to the point of choking.
After putting his son to sleep in the empty inner room and covering him with a quilt, Jiang Ying turned around and found something shiny on Yan Zhuo's neck. He looked down and saw a pool of water.
She laughed directly, "Your Highness, is this your saliva or your son's?"
Yan Zhuo, "..."
...I really can't lie down anymore, what should I do?
He now also wants to know if there is any way to wake up!
Just as I was thinking about it, I found that a pleasant fragrance that I had been longing for filled my nose without any warning.
In his arms, there lay a soft and warm body, and she even took the initiative to pull his hand and put it around her waist.
"It just so happens that every time I sleep with my monkey son, he tosses and turns me around. Now, he tosses and turns you around while I sleep well and I can even warm the 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. It's nice to be a sleeping beauty with a foot warmer and a human-shaped pillow."
As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and suddenly kissed him on the lips.
Finally, he said two words, "Good night."
Yan Zhuo was both happy and helpless. It was as if fireworks were exploding in his mind, filled with unprecedented happiness.
Perhaps this is what those rough people mean when they say, "children, daughter-in-law, and a warm bed."
He was drowsy and his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he heard a sentence beside his ear, not sure whether it was a dream or a mumbling, "Yan Zhuo, you should, uh, wake up early."
"I miss you so much, and I miss you too."
I knew entering the palace was inevitable, but I didn't expect it to come so soon!
It was Huang Mingquan who personally went out of the palace to invite him.
He followed orders and examined Yan Zhuo's condition. He smiled and said, "The emperor believes Miss Jiang. If Miss Jiang's diagnosis shows that there is nothing serious, it means that the prince will wake up after some time."
Jiang Ying smiled on the surface, but in his heart he cursed the emperor so much!
Look at what he said. It's obvious that he wanted her to enter the palace to check on the fetus as soon as possible, but he felt that Yan Zhuo was still unconscious, and it was a bit unkind to call her into the palace at this time. Why is he still pretending?
"Yes, Your Majesty is willing to send Eunuch Huang here, which is already a great honor for me."
Jiang Ying also said something polite, but didn't make a big fuss. Just go into the palace, and it's fine as long as you can come back at night.
As a result, Huang Mingquan seemed to be less anxious all of a sudden. He looked around and said nothing.
Jiang Ying was dumbfounded. "Eunuch Huang, are you...looking for something?"
Huang Mingquan flicked his whisk and said, "To be honest with you, Miss Jiang, it was the eldest prince. He seemed to have given Miss Jiang the Queen's personal seal as a gift. This time, I came here not only to invite Miss Jiang, but also to retrieve it for the Queen! Oh, the Queen said that she would give Miss Jiang other valuable rewards as compensation."
Jiang Ying, “…”
It would be fine if she didn't mention this matter, but once she did, she got a headache.
Damn the eldest prince, isn't this just roasting her on the fire?
If you don't know, you might think that she had been coveting the private seal for a long time and instigated the eldest prince, an ignorant little kid, to steal it?
The conscience of heaven and earth.
Jiang Ying smiled bitterly, "I gave Yan Zhuo the private seal before and asked him to find a way to return it. Didn't he return it?"
"Ah? No... not yet! The Emperor hasn't returned it yet. If the Empress had received it, it's unlikely she would have asked me to do so."
Jiang Ying paced back and forth. That was strange. Could it be that Yan Zhuo had hidden him? !
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