Jiang Ying, “???”
What's going on?
Prince Yan, the object of admiration for countless young ladies in the capital, loves to climb walls? What walls?
It can’t be the kind of wall where a red apricot blossoms outside the wall, right?
Yan Zhuo inexplicably felt that the gaze of the woman behind him was a little abnormal. He turned around suddenly and happened to meet Jiang Ying's gossipy gaze. His brows furrowed again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What's that look in your eyes? Are you mocking me?"
Jiang Ying shook his head and lowered his eyes, "No, no, it's getting late, Your Highness should hurry back to the palace and rest."
She is not the original person, and she insists on sticking to Yan Zhuo.
On the contrary, if it weren't for the bond between the two of them, they would probably not even be able to exchange a single word.
Hearing this, Yan Zhuo felt strangely upset, "Jiang, you seem to be particularly unwelcoming to me?"
"No." Jiang Ying said without any care.
"Hmph." How could Yan Zhuo not hear that? But apart from not being as obedient as before, everything else about her was much better now.
Especially raising children well.
Therefore, Yan Zhuo couldn't find any reason to curse.
He was too lazy to argue with Jiang Ying, so he sat down naturally on the edge of the bed and reached out to try to pick up the child.
Xiao Yanzhi resisted, [No, no, no, scumbag dad, don’t hug me! ]
[Useless hand, I'll throw you down again later! ]
[Oh my god, he...how did he pick it up so easily? Is his hand healed?]
Noticing little Yanzhi's refusal, Yan Zhuo softened his tone for once, lowered his head and stared into the child's eyes.
"Dad...Dad, it's me."
[Hey, hello, son.]
"Cough cough cough..." Jiang Ying was choked by his own saliva and felt guilty as if he had seen through the secrets of heaven.
I couldn't help but glare at the little guy.
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