The next day, when Yan Wushuang woke up, the sun was already shining on the earth, and autumn seemed to be more beautiful, and even the chrysanthemums in the garden were a little shy.

"Madame, are you awake? The slave maid serves you to wash, right? ”

Shuangshuang has been able to face such a charming Yan Wushuang calmly, she is mainly responsible for a series of trivial matters of Yan Wushuang, as for the rest, naturally someone is responsible.

When Yan Wushuang washed out, the room had been cleaned up, and he went to the palace to see the saint, although he didn't have to be too grand, he couldn't be too low-key, and he didn't seem respectful.

The hands are very skillful, combing Yanwu's jet-black hair into a flying fairy bun, inserting an amethyst hairpin, and braiding a purple ribbon into it, which looks even more luxurious.

When Zhan Ge came in to deal with things, Yan Wushuang just changed his clothes, a purple light gauze long skirt, and a jade pendant of the same style as Zhan Ge fell around his waist, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, exquisite and beautiful.

Xu hadn't seen Yan Wushuang dressed like this for a long time, and Zhan Ge was a little stunned, but he reacted quickly and didn't let people notice.

"Hungry? Let's have breakfast, after eating we will go to the palace. ”

"You got up so early and didn't eat breakfast?" For such a long time, Yan Wushuang was worried about Zhan Ge's body.

"I ate some pastries and padded my stomach, waiting to be used with you, otherwise, I think you will skip breakfast." There is also a criminal record for this.

Yan Wushuang shrugged helplessly: "Okay, I really can't help you."

After breakfast, taking inventory of the things that need to be bringed, Yan Wushuang rode in a carriage, and Zhan Ge set off on horseback.

The specifications of the palace are larger than the general's mansion, and the saint directly divided a courtyard next to it into the category of the palace, but it has not yet been opened.

This also symbolizes the glory and favor of today's saints for the palace.

The saint seems to be very fond of the imperial garden, and almost every time he says that Wushuang is here, but the scenery is picturesque and the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, and it is indeed an excellent place.

When they got up early in the morning, the saint waited, but it seemed that Yan Wushuang came a little late, and when they passed, the saint seemed to fall asleep on the table.

"What's going on?" Yan Wushuang asked Father-in-law Lian who was standing outside the pavilion in a low voice, thinking that the saint was sick and something was wrong.

"County Lord, Lord Wang, Your Majesty is waiting for you too anxiously, so I will rest on my stomach and ......" Before even the father-in-law finished speaking, the saint raised his head with a smile and pounced in Yan Wushuang's helpless gaze.

"Sister Wushuang, I miss you so much."

Yan Wushuang supported his outstretched arms very cooperatively, and raised them high with a hug, which made the saint feel much better.

Such a big child, Yan Wushuang is a woman, although he is in better health because of cooking, but after a long time, he still can't do it, so he put the saint on the ground and gently left a kiss on his forehead.

"Lin'er is so good."

The saint who was calm just now was already Yan Wushuang's little fan brother at this time, and he didn't let go of Yan Wushuang's hand, and his face was full of excited smiles, which was very cute.

"Sister Wushuang, I asked someone to prepare a pastry for you, this is the latest research in the imperial dining room, made of flower petals, can you taste it, is it delicious?"

Yan Wushuang followed his strength and walked inside, responding with a smile on his face, Yan Ran forgot about the battle behind him.

Father-in-law Lian looked at the saint with a smile, then turned his head to look at Zhan Ge, who was clasped with his hands clasped and had a smile on his face, and hurriedly made a gesture of please: "Lord, please here."

"Even the father-in-law, the saint is also a child who is almost ten years old, and they all say that men and women are not at the same table at the age of eight, which is evasive, and even the father-in-law still has to give the saint a good explanation."

Zhan Ge put his hands behind his back, spoke with a little jealousy, and the smile on his face seemed to be squeezed out, extremely stiff.

The smile on the face of the waiting father-in-law Lian froze, but he didn't expect Zhan Ge to say this, and said with a wry smile: "Lord, Your Majesty regards the county lord as a sister, and has no other meaning, you see the current situation of the saint, don't worry about him."

The posture can be said to be very low, but even the father-in-law understands that Zhan Ge is talking like this, if it is actually any action, he really doesn't see it.

"Sister? Hehe......" Zhan Ge sneered and walked in, and when he came into contact with Yan Wushuang's sight, he suddenly seemed to be full of spring, and his smile was extraordinarily warm.

Even the cheeky father-in-law felt that Zhan Ge was too good at changing his face.

When the Holy Lord and Yan Wu gather together, the sense of existence of Zhan Ge is quite thin, and this time, it is no exception

It's just that Zhan Ge is used to it, sitting opposite the two of them, adding tea and pouring water from time to time, watching them talk happily, it is also very pleasant, and this is also the most relaxed time for the saint.

"By the way, Lin'er, did the concubines in the harem let you meet any little girls?"

After the last incident, Long Lin succeeded to the throne, and the concubines of the harem were locked up in several fixed palaces, and now, many palaces in the harem are vacant.

Yan Wushuang did some tricks again, so that several people in the harem who had such thoughts began to be jealous, and in this way, the Shengshang's side was purified.

"No, I haven't seen a few concubines much, so it's okay, I wasn't familiar with it before, and it's embarrassing to see it now." The saint shrugged, but he was a little more childish.

Yan Wushuang rubbed the top of his head, and his heart slowly let go: "That's good, you always have to remember that you are the master of this palace, if other people don't give you pleasure, then you have to return it, there is no reason to suffer it yourself."

Seeing the saint nodding obediently, Yan Wushuang followed up and instructed: "However, you also have to remember that the palace maids and eunuchs who serve you in the harem are also human beings, and their lives are just as precious, don't make no distinction between right and wrong, but it will damage your heart."

"Well, Lin'er remembers, Sister Wushuang is relieved, I won't do anything bad, I promised my father that I will definitely guard Dayi, even if I don't have the determination to expand the territory, I must have the courage to benefit Dayi."

The saint nodded heavily, and the firmness in his eyes made Yan Wushuang look a little sideways, this kid is really too smart, maybe there were too many princes before, so he didn't show up.

After the heavy topic was said, Yan Wushuang asked about the saint's preferences, and he must be able to combine work and rest, and he will not be discouraged by playthings, and there is no such possibility with the prime minister. It can't be pressed too much, it's normal to loosen and tighten.

"Learning is important, but your body is also very important, you have to believe that compared to learning that makes you forget to sleep and eat, we all want you to combine work and rest to grow up better."

Put a piece of the newly made strawberry cake for Shengshang and Zhan Ge, Yan Wushuang taught so earnestly, and there was no adulteration in the gentleness on his face.

Xu is her demeanor is very much like a queen, maybe it is her attitude that makes the saint feel familiar, lowered his head, hid the tears in his eyes, and ate the cake one bite at a time, the soft and glutinous sweetness instantly made his mood much better.

Speaking of which, under the feeding of Yan Wushuang like this, the saint has not gained any weight at all, and he is also very diligent in Zhan Ge's supervision.

If you grow into a little chubby, it is the most ridiculous shadow of your youth.

"How about the next time I make you a puppy? It's both nice and delicious. Yan Wushuang couldn't help but want to tease Shengshang.

Shengshang wrinkled a bun face, thought about it for a while, shook his head slowly, and his expression was reluctant: "I still don't want it, the plaything is demoralized."

Before Wushuang could say anything, the saint said in disguise: "If Sister Wushuang is willing to do this, I won't dislike it, and I will definitely save face and eat it all."

After the saint finished speaking, he also glanced at Yan Wushuang arrogantly.

This really stimulated Yan Wushuang, and he couldn't help but rub the little face of the saint: "You little slippery head, when did you learn it?"

"I didn't ......" smiled and dodged Yan Wushuang's hand, the saint hurriedly ran outside, Yan Wushuang naturally chased after him, an adult, a child, was able to have such a good time.

Even his father-in-law looked at it with satisfaction, he didn't have any displeasure because of such a rude spark, if he could, he hoped that the saint could always be so happy.

Zhan Ge behaved elegantly, with an elegant temperament, looking at this scene in the garden, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows couldn't help but smile, in his eyes, the flowers in the garden bloomed brilliantly, but not as beautiful as one ten-thousandth of Yanwushuang, as well as the innocent smile of the saint.

To be able to guard everything, isn't it a kind of luck for Zhan Ge?

In the Royal Palace, the Nine Emperors were dressed in white, without any patterns and decorations on it, looking at the autumn colors outside, their eyes were calm and their expressions were indifferent.

I've been locked up here for almost half a year, and I suddenly feel that my heart has calmed down, I have been caring about fame and fortune before, and even did such a thing, if it weren't for my father's tolerance, now he is afraid that he will no longer be in this world.

The wind blew gently, and the fiery red maple leaves shook out the graceful loneliness, becoming the most beautiful painting under his hands.

"Childe, someone is visiting." Outside the door was his little servant, and after being locked here, his father still asked people to come and serve him.

In contrast, except that there is not enough freedom, there is no difference between the others and in the palace, or rather, it is more comfortable, the pen in his hand is lightly flicked, and the Nine Emperor Princes looked at the ink spots falling on it, and sighed helplessly, this painting is ruined again.

"Let him in." Putting the painting aside, the Nine Emperors continued to ponder how to draw better.

The little guy shrewdly left, and after a while, he picked up a middle-aged man wearing a dark robe and was extremely low-key.

"I've seen Your Highness." The man was about to salute, but he was interrupted by the Nine Emperor Princes, he waved his hand, and his posture was casual: "Uncle, let's get up, just call my name, this title, don't shout."

The person who came was none other than the uncle of the Nine Emperor Princes, Han Qi, the head of the household department, and since the Nine Emperor Princes were locked up here, he would come to visit every once in a while.

The guards outside are tight, but they can still be accommodating for this kind of thing.