A table with four people seated.

Emperor Beichen Han was in the main seat, the old prince Zu'an was sitting on the other floor, and Beichen Yi and Yun An'an were sitting opposite the two.

The atmosphere is indescribably weird.

"Yes, girl, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

The old prince was bandaged around his neck, but it didn't affect his eating at all.

Eat more than anyone else.

"Concubine Ai has worked hard, this king feeds you."

Beichenyi fed the dumplings to Yun An'an's mouth, and the doting in his eyes burst out infinitely.

"Hiss~"

Gasping for air, the chopsticks in Beichenyi's hand shook.

"Uncle, is it that Gu has attacked again?"

"It's okay, as long as you can look at the concubine, even if ten thousand insects eat your heart."

The words were so gentle, Beichen Yi's big hand gently stroked Yun An'an's long hair.

This scene of you and me is warm and touching.

But the two people watching the play didn't care about each other, eating dumplings elegantly.

One looked disgusted, and his gray brows were twisted into a ball.

"For the Chinese New Year, can you two let the old man have a meal in peace, knowing that he is in love, and showing affection to the girl."

The old prince, who had already made a plate of dumplings, pouted.

He wanted to have a reunion dinner today, and he was also greeted by the diaphragm.

At this time, the sound of fireworks rang out outside the door.

The brilliant fireworks in the sky illuminated the night sky brightly, reflecting everyone's faces, and the four of them had their own thoughts.

"Oops!"

With an oops, Yun Anan stretched out his hand towards the three of them.

"It's the first day of the new year, concubines, juniors, concubines wish the prince, the old prince, Your Majesty all the best in the new year, all your wishes come true, good luck, and a long life."

"What for?"

The old prince frowned, vigilant of Yun An'an's every move.

"Of course it's a New Year's greeting, the new year is a year older, and I want a red envelope!"

What a simple thing, so unsightly.

"Uncle, red envelopes."

"I came out in a hurry this time, and after waiting to return home, this king will definitely give a big red envelope to his concubine, how about it?"

With Beichenyi's words, Yun An'an is not in a hurry.

"Old Wangye, this time we didn't spend Chinese New Year's Eve in the royal mansion to save you, as an old prince, as a senior, you can't express it?"

"Girl, the old man's mansion has just suffered an accident, and people are injured and killed."

"Besides, do you see the old man looking like he is rich?"

Unable to resist Yun An'an's perseverance in asking for red envelopes, the old prince pointed to the things in the room.

"So, take whatever you want in this room."

"Generous, since you have spoken, I am not welcome."

Yun An'an turned into a bandit, and his eyes patrolled the house and fell in love with the vase placed not far away.

Just when the old prince was secretly proud and glad that Yun Anan didn't realize that the ink painting on the top of the vase was more valuable, Yun Anan shifted the target.

"I want it, the first painting of the Seven Kingdoms Saint Li Daoren's true handiwork."

Beichen Zongrui was not allowed to open his mouth to refute, Yun An'an neatly rolled up the landscape painting and hugged it in his arms.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, your family has a big business, just give it symbolically."

After all, the embarrassment of meeting for the first time is still vivid.

Every time he came into contact with Beichen Han's upward Danfeng eyes, Yun Anan always had a sense of déjà vu that he had been calculated by him one hundred and eighty times.

"Princess Yi's cooking skills are good."

It wasn't until a plate of dumplings bottomed out that Beichen Han raised his eyes and his eyes fell on Yun An'an.

"I feel that the gold and silver mundane things in the world are not worthy of the Yiwang Mansion, and I wish you three wishes for the sake of your meritorious contribution to saving people some time ago."

"No, no, a concubine and a layman, Your Majesty is better to send me with money."

God knows what this thing is up to.

"Since Your Majesty has made you three wishes, the concubine is grateful."

"Ah???h

Yun An'an is a little blind.

Knowing that there was fraud, he jumped inside.

What is Beichen Han's calculation, and what is Beichen Yi going to do?

The phoenix eyes raised and looked at the old prince who stuffed dumplings with a face that didn't care about the world, she wanted to go home!!!

A deceptively simple but turbulent meal.

As everyone left Prince Rui's mansion, the curtain ended.

In front of the door, the old prince held his shoulders, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked at the two carriages that disappeared in different directions with a smile.

"Old prince, the old slave doesn't understand very much, knowing that between Your Majesty and King Yi is life and death, why do you have to go to great lengths to arrange this play?"

The butler of Prince Rui's Mansion came out of the gloom, his eyes full of questions.

If any of these links are abandoned, then this plan will be completely overturned today, and it will even implicate the survival of Prince Rui's mansion.

Isn't it too risky?

"Old Xu, how many years have you been with this king?"

"Back to the prince, the old slave has been by your side since he was a child, and it has been sixty years."

The butler answered.

"Sixty years, a Jiazi! Over the years, have you seen the changes in the Beichen Kingdom, especially the changes in the entire court after the death of the first emperor? ”

The old man's gaze was not kind, it was as sharp as a sharp blade, full of killing intent.

"This king is now putting all the chips on Yun An'an's body, I hope she will not live up to this king."

One sentence contains too many meanings, and the housekeeper doesn't understand why a Yun An'an is worthy of so much attention from the old prince.

I don't understand how a cousin who is ridiculed by everyone can implicate the national fortunes of the entire Beichen Kingdom.

"Lao Xu."

"Lord Wang, the old slave is here."

"The remaining dumplings will be hot for this king, and by the way, I will get some wine."

"Lord, Princess Yi has explicitly forbidden you to drink, and you are still injured."

"That girl is a fart, hurry up and get me a pot of good wine."

Beichen Zongrui, who was still pressing all his chips on Yun An'an a second ago, regarded her as a fart in the blink of an eye.

As the housekeeper of Prince Rui's mansion, I am so tired.

……

It was already the second half of the night when I returned to Yiwang's Mansion.

Yun Anan poked out his little head with a thief's expression.

It wasn't until he confirmed that he was safe that he closed the door of the study and jumped in front of Beichenyi excitedly.

"Hurry up, I can't wait."

Swallowing his saliva, Yun An'an had a hungry expression on his face.

"Concubine Ai, don't be in a hurry, let this king take off his clothes first."

In the study, the conversation between men and women was vaguely blushing, and Bai Seventeen, who was guarding the door, spatted saliva.

"Beasts."

The innocence of their prince is afraid that it will not be guaranteed.

"Wow~~~~"

Under the faint candle flame, Yun An'an lay on the chaise longue and carefully looked at the wordless heavenly book.

"Sure enough, there wasn't a word, what a special magic!!"

"The wordless book of heaven is like a name, if it is not, how can it be called the wordless book of heaven."

Sitting on the side, Beichen Yishen's clothes were loose and obliquely open, and Yun An'an looked at the golden lines with a look in his eyes.

These abs, absolutely!

"What is Concubine Ai looking at?"

"No, I didn't see anything, suck~~~"