The lights seemed to be a little more ambiguous.

Shi Yong instinctively looked up. He was looking at her.

The four eyes met, Shi Yong saw the scrutiny in his eyes, and quickly lowered his head.

"It's an honor for Ah Shi to be able to do things for adults, and I want to cure you soon."

Zhao Yin snorted, as if accepting this explanation.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Has there been any change in the Shuntian Mansion recently?" ”

Shi Yong was stunned.

She had long heard that Jinyiwei was monitoring the court, and there were Jinyiwei's spies and eyeliner in almost every department, but she didn't expect that Honest Mune's Ah Shi was also one of them.

Headache.

In addition to acupuncture, it is Jinyiwei eyeliner,

How many other things did she not know?

With such a deep bond with Jinyiwei, Shi Yong felt that he was on the verge of death.

"Nothing out of the ordinary."

Zhao Yin's indifferent gaze swept over her head, "Today in the Imperial Prison, you are very abnormal. ”

"Huh?" Shi Yong raised his head and crashed into a pair of indifferent eyes.

Zhao Yin looked at her and made a conclusion.

"Shi Yong's death is strange."

Shi Yong's hand accelerated violently, provoking his fascia from the inside out in the opposite direction.

"Anyway, those who should die, no matter how they die, they will die."

"This case needs to be investigated deeply-"

It hurts to pick tendons like this, Shi Yong increased his strength, Zhao Yin's words were interrupted, he pursed his mouth forbearingly, cold sweat was dense on his forehead, and a pair of eyes looked down at the top of her head, thoughtful.

"Uncle Yin, Uncle Yin!"

The childish shouts of the children came, and there was a dense sound of footsteps outside the house.

"Prince, you can't go in."

This was the voice of the guard Xie Fang, but it was obvious that he couldn't stop the little prince.

"Get out of the way. This palace wants to see Uncle Ayin, whoever stands in the way will die. ”

The little kid's temper is not small.

"Your Excellency?" Shi Yongzheng wanted to ask what to do, but Zhao Yin leaned over to cover her mouth and tilted his head towards her, "Hide." ”

Shi Yong nodded.

Zhao Yin let go of her hand, and a thin layer of cocoons in her palm brushed over her lips, and Shi Yong was suddenly tense.

Looking over, Zhao Yin had already sat up straight, put down her trouser legs and regained her calm, as if the pain just now was just her hallucination.

This ability to endure pain, Shi Yong sighed to himself.

At the moment when the little prince Zhao Yunzhen pushed the door, Shi Yong, who didn't know where to hide, rushed to the big bed in the house with an arrow step and buried himself in the quilt. After thinking about it, he quickly reached out and put down the tent, and the whole person shrank inside.

Zhao Yin: "......"

"Uncle Yin." Zhao Yunzhen was born with red lips and white teeth, a pair of big eyes flickering, with a naughty look on his face, looking at the open window, "Are you practicing kung fu in the house?" ”

Zhao Yin touched his knees with his hand, and asked instead of answering: "How did His Highness come here?" ”

When today's son Zhao Yi ascended the throne as emperor at the age of sixteen, he is now nine in Chinese New Year's Eve, but the heirs under his knees are thin, and at the age of thirty-nine he has this son alone, and he is so spoiled that he is lawless, which is simply a baby bump.

"The Midyear Festival is full of excitement, but the palace is deserted. My father was not cured, and my mother refused to pay attention to people, so I was bored. ”

Zhao Yunzhen said, taking out a small wooden horse that he got out of nowhere, "Uncle Yin, can you play with me?" ”

Zhao Yin rubbed the top of his hair, "Send you back to the palace and play again tomorrow." ”

"Liar!"

Nine-year-old Xiao Tuanzi Zhao Yunzhen is more pestering than his imperial sister, climbing on Zhao Yin like a little monkey, his mouth is bent like a crescent moon, and he just refuses to go down when he is messing around.

"You said that I am the crown prince and the most noble child in the world."

"You are." Zhao Yin couldn't help but hug him.

"But you're going to spank me and try to get me away, and you won't listen to me."

“……”

"Uncle Yin, I will punish you for your crimes."

Shi Yong was in the tent, and he couldn't see how the little fart child tossed people, but the fierceness of the scoundrel who wanted to cry in the end was a little funny.

"How are you going to cure me?" Zhao Yin seemed to be coaxing him.

Zhao Yunzhen pouted, "Punish you for taking me to release the river lantern, and punish you for playing with me all night." ”

"Nonsense!" Zhao Yin's voice was already impatient, "Xie Fang, what about His Royal Highness the Prince's entourage?" ”

"Hmph, they don't dare come in without my permission. If you dare to come, I will kill them. ”

The little fart child was talking cruelly, looking at Zhao Yinhu's face, his voice slowly weakened, pulling his sleeve and pulling it around.

"Uncle Yin, I don't want to go back to the East Palace, I don't want to be alone. Today is the Midyear Festival, I'm afraid. ”

“……”

Zhao Yin picked up the little fart and coughed heavily.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to the third watch and then send you back."

"No. My father has allowed me to stay in the Wuyi Pavilion tonight and be your companion. ”

There was no movement in the tent, and Zhao Yin coughed again, reminding the people in the tent to leave secretly.

"Then you stay until the third watch."

"No, no, no. Uncle Yin, you are my own master and my own uncle, I want you to accompany me. ”

A kiss made Zhao Yin frown.

"Where did you learn it?"

Zhao Yunzhen opened a pair of innocent eyes, "What did you learn?" ”

Seeing that the child didn't understand, Zhao Yin didn't say more, and bent down to put him on the ground.

"You wait for me to get a piece of clothing and accompany you to put the river lantern."

"Whew-" As soon as the little fart's feet hit the ground, the man swooped away and ran straight to the bed in the house.

"I'll sleep here tonight."

Zhao Yunzhen has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is athletic, and he doesn't give people a chance to react, so he opens the bed tent and plunges into it.

Then, there was an earth-shattering cry.

"Uncle Yin has a woman in bed."

Zhao Yin: ......

Shi Yongdu was about to fall asleep, and a warm little body came in and was startled.

After staring at a small child for a long time, she raised her lips.

"The folk girl has seen His Highness."

Zhao Yunzhen looked at her, and then looked back at Zhao Yin who came over, his big eyes suddenly became weird.

"Uncle Yin, I'm done."

Zhao Yin reached out and grabbed his collar, "Come down." ”

"Uncle Yin-" Zhao Yunzhen cried with a sad face, "I have a skin-to-skin relationship with this woman, do I want to marry her?" ”

Shi Yong: ......

Zhao Yin: ......

"My father said that a man can't get close to a woman casually, and once he gets close, he will be responsible." Zhao Yunzhen turned his head with a bitter face, glanced at Shi Yong, who seemed to be smiling, and his two good-looking eyebrows were pulled up, with a helpless look, "What's your name, which family is the young lady?" When I go back and worship my father, I will come to meet you......"

Boom! Before he finished speaking, his forehead was knocked on the forehead by Zhao Yin.

"Let's go."

A pun intended.

He took Zhao Yunzhen out like a chicken, Shi Yong also got off the bed slowly, leaned against the door and looked at the two backs of one big and one small in the distance, the corners of his lips raised, went back to the back of the house, and turned out of the Wuqi Pavilion along the way he came.

A dark shadow in the dark alley, sneaky like a thief, saw Shi Yong come out and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Shi Yong was stunned.

He smiled and touched the root of the wall.