Chapter 279 Chengcheng wants to go out and play?

Jiang Yanchuan personally held the lamp and hurried on the way back to the Mingyang Palace. Behind him followed the eunuch Changshun who was jogging all the way, and the secret guards who came ahead to report the news.

"Speak more carefully."

The dark guard made a bitter face: "Yes!"

"The young prince first played with his toys in the Mingyang Palace as ordered by His Majesty. Halfway through the game, he suddenly drove us all out on the pretext that he had to prepare a mysterious gift for His Majesty and didn't want us to see it before you."

"About half an hour later, the little prince——"

The secret guard said in a harsh voice: "He just held a small pillow and said he would come to accompany His Majesty to handle official business..."

Tears of sorrow gathered into a river in his heart, and Dark Guard simply wanted to perform a macho cry show for Emperor Mingze on the spot.

He didn't dare to imitate what the little prince said at that time.

What——

"It's so late now, don't the uncles have lovely and well-behaved daughters waiting for them at home?"

What——

"Chengcheng wants to see which uncle won't let father accompany Chengcheng!"

What else——

"Chengcheng will take the little pillow to the study room and lie down on the couch. Chengcheng will see who will not let father go back to the palace to rest!"

as well as--

[Chengcheng has already checked. There is nothing important happening in the court today. The uncles don't have to stay so late today! ]

In order to better protect the little prince, Emperor Mingze assigned these secret guards a minor idle job.

On the day the door to the new world opened, someone was specially sent to prevent them from making any noise.

——By sealing the acupuncture points all over the body.

The extremely bizarre experience that day is still vivid in his mind when he recalls it today. It is unforgettable.

Jiang Yanchuan tightened his grip on the lantern: "Faster."

It was a dark and windy night.

The entire palace was shrouded in the dark moonlight. Even though all the palaces were lit up, the view was not as unobstructed as in the daytime.

Jiang Yanchuan was afraid of missing the young man in the dark, so he had to walk quickly, step by step, along the path the young man often walked.

This palace is not completely safe. It is fine during the day, but at night, he always has to worry a little more.

Fortunately, after a while, a series of "thump thump" footsteps and the boy's familiar voice were heard from the corner ahead.

[It’s so dark…]

[Brother Tong, Brother Tong, why does Cheng Cheng feel like… there seem to be a few more footsteps all of a sudden, wuwuwu——]

[Cheng Cheng had read a story before that said that most palaces were haunted. We, we wouldn't be haunted here too, would we? ! ! ]

[Stop talking, Chengcheng—Ahhhhhhhhh!!]

Jiang Yanchuan's heart softened and he quickly quickened his pace.

Just as I was about to turn the corner, I bumped into the panic-stricken little dumpling.

A shrill scream immediately rang out in this small space.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh ghost—”

“You, don’t come over here, ahhhhhhh!!”

The soft gold satin pillow that the kid had specifically requested was dancing wildly in the air. Jiang Yanchuan had to use a lot of effort to hold the struggling kid in his arms.

"Chengcheng," Jiang Yanchuan took off the pillow that the little guy was holding with great difficulty, and said softly, "It's father."

Jiang Yingcheng couldn't hear clearly, but fortunately 007 was there to help.

[Huh?! ]

"Father?!"

The two voices overlapped, and Dark Guard's expression cracked for a moment.

Jiang Yanchuan hummed softly, handed the pillow to Eunuch Changshun, wrapped the shirt he brought around the boy, and walked slowly towards the direction of the Mingyang Palace.

"Why are you out wearing so little?"

This is also one of the reasons why he is anxious.

When he met the young guy face to face just now, he saw his appearance clearly in a flash.

The little girl was wearing the chemise that the palace maids had prepared for her to change into before going to bed, and the robe that the secret guards had hastily brought her outside, and she was holding her little pillow tightly in her hand.

Her little face was frightened pale by the ghost story, and her snow-white robe dragged long on the corridor. If someone looked at her at first glance, she would look like a ghost that only traveled at night.

Jiang Yingcheng looked up nervously for a long time. After confirming that the father who was holding her was alive and breathing, her stiff body gradually relaxed.

She called out softly, "Father~"

"Are you done?!"

Jiang Yanchuan lowered his head and glanced at the young man, but didn't say anything at first.

After receiving the message from the palace maid, the entire study seemed to be shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Afraid that the young man would hear what they were discussing, everyone left in a hurry, leaving their things behind.

Jiang Yingcheng didn't care much about not getting a response. She grabbed her father's shoulders and happily leaned on him: "Father, father, mother said that Chengcheng can live in the Mingyang Palace all the time recently. Is this true?!"

This time, Jiang Yanchuan hummed and said, "Of course it's true."

Although there were reasons for the child swap, it was ultimately a crime of deceiving the emperor that was brought to light - at least, it was a crime of deceiving the emperor that was brought to light in front of many people, and the rules that should be followed in the palace still had to be observed.

However, because of her young family background, he would not punish her too harshly. He only said that she would be confined to the Xingshuang Palace with an undetermined return date.

Jiang Yingcheng had no idea of ​​the twists and turns involved. She was just happy that she could always stick to her handsome father.

She unconsciously shook her feet that were hanging under the arms of her handsome father and said mysteriously, "Chengcheng, my father has prepared a New Year's Day gift for me today~"

Jiang Yanchuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Father, why don't you ask what Cheng Cheng is?"

Jiang Yanchuan cooperated and said, "What is it?"

Jiang Yingcheng laughed, "Chengcheng won't tell father!"

Jiang Yanchuan: “…”

He was indeed somewhat curious, but he didn't really need the boy to answer -

[It’s a super big red envelope! ]

[Although it is still far from the mountains of gold and silver that Prince Xin prepared for his mother, this was all earned by Cheng Cheng himself! ]

Jiang Yanchuan suddenly remembered the little guy blocking the door of Yunxi Palace, asking various leaders for New Year's money, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

The boy mumbled about the funny things that happened today, and Jiang Yanchuan suddenly thought of what Pan Jifeng said, "the happiness of family".

It feels magical.

He had many children, but the one who gave him this warm feeling was that one-in-a-million "fake princess".

Jiang Yanchuan suddenly said, "Chengcheng, do you want to go out and play?"

The chattering suddenly stopped, Jiang Yingcheng raised his head with a dazed expression, and unconsciously repeated: "Go out and play?"

"Um."

"I promised you before," Jiang Yanchuan said, "How about going to Jiangnan?"

The climate there is just right, very suitable for a trip around early spring.

Jiang Yingcheng's almond-shaped eyes gradually widened, and all the tiny stars in the sky seemed to be captured in those dark pupils.

“Yes!”

The voice, which had been a little sleepy, suddenly regained its vitality. Jiang Yanchuan pulled his lips slightly and revealed a faint smile.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy. It was not a good time to fall asleep. Fortunately, he had a secret weapon.

The moonlight stretched the shadows of several people very long.

Jiang Yanchuan walked back steadily, holding the little guy in his arms. Even after they had walked a long way, the sound seemed to still remain in the same place.

"Father, Father, can we set off tomorrow?"

"Not tomorrow. There are many things in the palace that need to be arranged in advance."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

“It depends on the progress of preparation.”

"If it doesn't work the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow will work too!"

“…”

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Father, Father, why are you ignoring Cheng Cheng?"