Chapter 100 100 Brother is useless
Chapter 100
Qi Jingyan was silent for a moment, then said in a low and calm voice, "What do you think?"
"Oh." Yi'er sighed again, his tender little face full of melancholy: "Aning must be sleeping with Zhao. Look, brother, Aning didn't even call Yi'er when she came in."
If it were usual, when Aning came back from outside and saw him, she would smile and call out "Yier".
But today, even when An Ning was almost there, her eyes were always on Cai Yuezhao beside her, not even glancing at them.
Qi Jingyan's gaze shifted from Yi'er's face to Meng Yuning. Cai Yuezhao was whispering something in her ear. It was unclear what he was saying, but Meng Yuning was laughing uncontrollably.
He remained silent and did not respond to Yi'er's words, just watching them approach.
Meng Yuning took Cai Yuezhao's arm and walked to Qi Jingyan and Yi'er. Then she let go of her and said with a smile, "Your Highness, Yi'er, we are back."
Cai Yuezhao immediately bowed and said, "Your Highness, your Highness, your young Highness." Yuan Qing and Fu Dong, who were serving behind her, also greeted in unison.
Qi Jingyan and Yi'er raised their right hands simultaneously, one speaking in a steady voice, the other in a childish tone, as they said in unison, "No need to be so polite."
Seeing these two movements, one big and one small, in unison, and their expressions and tones seemed to be cast from the same mold, Meng Yuning couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She said with a smile, "Your Highness, Yi'er, you two take a rest first. I'll go to the kitchen and make a few dishes for Sister Zhao."
Qi Jingyan nodded slightly, and said in a gentle voice: "Go."
Meng Yuning affectionately took Cai Yuezhao's arm and walked towards the small kitchen. Just then, Meng Jin came forward and said with a smile, "Take Fudong and Yuanqing to Jingxinzhai to settle down. Muying and Muli should also come with you. I don't need anyone here for the time being. They haven't eaten yet. Go to the kitchen and prepare some food for them."
Several people responded in unison and led Fudong and Yuanqing out of Yanfu Residence.
When Yi'er saw An Ning was about to leave, he quickly slipped down from the chair and was about to chase after her with his short legs, but Qi Jingyan reached out and grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him back onto the chair.
Yi'er tilted his head, his round eyes full of confusion: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Qi Jinyan leaned forward slightly and whispered, his voice gentle but with a certain firmness: "Don't bother them. Let An Ning talk to her sister Zhao for a while. Maybe they can finish their talk during the day."
Yi'er was skeptical and tugged at her brother's clothes, asking, "Really?"
Qi Jingyan didn't answer, but just reached out and put him on the ground. He stood up, brushed his clothes, and walked towards the main room: "It's time to take a nap. We still have calligraphy practice in the afternoon."
"Oh, okay." Yi'er hung his head and followed reluctantly, looking back every few steps, constantly looking back at An Ning who was walking further and further away.
The two brothers returned to the bedroom one after another. Qi Jingyan took off his shoes and lay down on the bed without paying any attention to Yi'er.
Yier glanced at his brother who was already lying down, and knew that since An Ning was not around, his brother would definitely not care about him, so he squatted down, took off his little shoes, grabbed the edge of the bed with his little hands, and after a long time of effort, he finally climbed onto the bed.
The little guy walked to the end of the bed, picked up his little tiger-head quilt, and dragged it all the way to Qi Jingyan. He first spread out the quilt carefully, and then crawled into it, leaving only a pair of big black eyes exposed.
After Yi'er lay down, she thought for a moment, then generously pulled a corner of the quilt and put it on Qi Jingyan: "Brother, I'll give you Yi'er's quilt."
Qi Jingyan opened his eyes and saw the little guy's well-behaved appearance. He reached out and rubbed his soft hair: "Wrapped up so tightly, isn't it hot?"
Yi'er shook his head, his voice aggrieved: "An Ning is not here, there is no one to comfort Yi'er to sleep."
"Just say you want to sleep," Qi Jingyan flicked his forehead with his finger, "It's ridiculous for a man to always act like a spoiled child."
Yi'er touched his forehead, looking dissatisfied: "But Aning just said Juejue!"
Qi Jingyan: "A Ning is A Ning, you are a man, so speak properly from now on."
Aning didn't coax him to sleep. Yi'er was already feeling aggrieved, and his brother kept finding fault with him. Yi'er got angry and stretched out his little hand to pull his quilt back: "I won't cover you with the quilt."
Qi Jingyan raised the corner of his lips slightly and corrected: "Please put it nicely, quilt, not blanket."
Yier raised her little hand and slapped his arm, puffing her cheeks and snorting, "Bad brother, when An Ning is not around, you only know how to bully Yier. When An Ning comes back, I will definitely tell her."
After saying that, she twisted her body and turned her back to Qi Jingyan, leaving him with only a puffy back of her head.
Looking at the little guy's expression and actions when he was throwing a tantrum, which were exactly the same as An Ning's when she was being petty, Qi Jingyan couldn't help but laugh.
He reached out and rubbed Yi'er's soft hair, and said in a slower tone: "It's up to you, say whatever you want."
Yi'er was too lazy to pay attention to him. She rolled over to the side of the bed wrapped in the quilt, stretched out her little palms, patted her legs from time to time, hummed the tune that Aning often hummed, and coaxed herself to sleep.
Qi Jingyan listened quietly to the familiar melody, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his lips, and he closed his eyes.
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Meng Yuning went to the small kitchen, and Meng Zhu and Meng Yu were already waiting by the stove.
The rice has been steamed, and all the dishes are ready. Everything that needs to be cut has been cut, and everything that needs to be marinated has been marinated. Everything is ready and just needs to be put into the pot.
Meng Yuning looked at the marinated beef slices and the marinated fish fillets and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."
After saying that, he looked at Cai Yuezhao and said apologetically, "Sister Azhao, I was in a hurry to go and greet Sister Azhao, so I left the task of preparing the food to the maids. Let's have a simple meal today. Tomorrow we will go to the market to buy some vegetables, and I will cook you a big meal."
Cai Yuezhao had rolled up his sleeves and squatted in front of the stove. Hearing this, he looked up and smiled, "Of course, of course. As long as it's An Ning's cooking, I can eat anything. Come, I'll light the fire."
After saying that, he picked up the firewood and threw it into the stove to start a fire.
Meng Yuning tied on a blue cloth apron, rolled up her sleeves to her elbows, started the wok, heated the oil, and added the vegetables, her movements smooth and flowing.
Soon, a dish of fragrant stir-fried beef, a pot of boiled fish fillets with a strong peppery aroma, and a plate of green stir-fried choy sum were served out of the pot one after another and neatly placed on the small table beside the stove.
Meng Yuning originally wanted to move the food to the west wing, but Cai Yuezhao quickly waved her hand to stop her: "Anyway, I'm the only one eating, so just eat here. I'm really hungry and too lazy to move around." As she spoke, she picked up the chopsticks and looked eagerly at the steaming dishes.
Meng Yuning agreed with a smile and sat down on a bamboo chair nearby. She watched Cai Yuezhao gobble up most of the food like whirlwind, then sip from a bowl of rock sugar and white fungus soup. She couldn't help but jokingly ask, "How many meals have you had in a row, Sister Zhao?"
Cai Yuezhao put down the bowl of soup and breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't mention it soon. We've been eating dry food all the way and haven't had a proper hot meal."
Seeing that she had eaten and drunk her fill, Meng Yuning affectionately took her arm and walked out. When she reached the corridor, she first looked towards the main room. Seeing that it was quiet and there was no movement, she knew that the two brothers must have gone to bed.
She was not sleepy at all at the moment and was in a good mood to chat, so she took Cai Yuezhao's hand and walked out.
Cai Yuezhao asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to the west wing?"
Meng Yuning smiled and said, "Let's go to my new courtyard. His Highness built it specially for me, but I never had the chance to stay there. Sister Zhao's arrival is just in time. We can stay there tonight and chat as much as we want."
Upon hearing this, Cai Yuezhao's face lit up with smiles: "That's great, hurry up, hurry up, I have so much to say that I can't hold it in any longer!"
The last time she came and stayed in the west wing, when she and An Ning were chatting at night, they both spoke in low voices and didn't dare laugh too loudly for fear of disturbing the two princes.
Aning has a gentle personality and speaks softly, so it's okay for her to speak in a low voice.
But she was born with a loud voice, and she was really suffocated at that time.
The two chatted and laughed as they walked to Jingxinzhai, the room that Meng Yuning had already prepared but never had the chance to sleep in. They took off their shoes and lay side by side on the large rosewood couch covered with pillows of various colors.
Meng Yuning couldn't wait to ask, "Sister Zhao, please tell me quickly, what have you been doing these past few months? Why are you so dark and thin?"
Cai Yuezhao looked excited and proud: "I went to help my father fight the bandits!"
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Yan Fuju.
Yi'er patted herself and suddenly turned her head, her dark eyes full of worry: "Brother, what if Aning really doesn't want us tonight?"
Qi Jingyan opened his eyes and said meaningfully, "That depends on your ability."
Yi'er frowned in confusion and asked softly, "What kind of ability can Yi'er have?"
Qi Jingyan closed his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Think about it carefully."
Yi'er tilted his head and thought seriously for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out. He couldn't help but snorted and muttered, "Brother is really useless."
Qi Jingyan raised his eyebrows: "Why am I useless?"
The little guy turned around and said confidently, "If brother could please An Ning like A Zhao does, An Ning wouldn't abandon us!"
Qi Jingyan was speechless for a moment: "..."
Seeing that his brother was speechless, Yier glared at him with disgust, wrinkled his nose, snorted heavily, and turned his back again.
The little fellow raised his soft little hands and patted his legs in a very imitative manner. He hummed a tuneless song in a baby voice and muttered to himself in the same tone as An Ning: "Yi'er, good boy, Yi'er, wake up~"
Xiaoxiao was comforting herself by herself, and her soft words were mixed with a bit of grievance, a bit of annoyance, and a bit of stubbornness.
Qi Jingyan looked at his brother like this, smiled helplessly and shook his head, finally reaching out to hold the little guy in his arms, patting him gently: "Okay, okay, brother will comfort you."
"I don't want your useless bad brother." At first, Yi'er was still angry and pushed him a few times, but in the end she nestled in her brother's arms, grabbed his collar with grievance, and buried her little face in his chest: "Brother, hum a song."
Qi Jingyan: “No.”
Yi'er: "A Ning has been singing for so long and you still can't sing it. Brother, why are you so stupid?"
Qi Jingyan patted Yi'er's little butt lightly: "Go to sleep quickly."
Yi'er felt wronged: "Oh, okay."
Qi Jingyan was silent for a moment, then he spoke and hummed the tune that An Ning often hummed.
Yier listened for a while, then reached out and covered his mouth: "Brother, your singing is really bad, Yier doesn't want to listen anymore."
Qi Jingyan raised his hand and slapped his little butt again: "You have too many things to do."
Yier yawned, closed his eyes, and murmured softly: "Brother, Yier misses An Ning so much."
Qi Jingyan: “…”
It's said as if no one wants to.
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