Chapter 40: After all, you are a son of the world

Since Wei Yan was sensible, everyone said that in the future he would become a minister beside the prince, and he would stand above ten thousand people under one person in the future.

The gorgeous clothes and golden crown have entangled him for sixteen years, and it is not a shackle for him.

Everyone thinks that no one in Chang'an City lives faster than Wei Yan, but in fact, Wei Yan knows very well that he is bound by the royal family after all.

In the past, Wei Yan never thought that there was anything wrong with being bound by the royal family, after all, he enjoyed glory and wealth, and he was born superior, so he felt that he should pay some price.

Wei Yan's heart was like a ruler, he knew where his bottom line was, but Shen Yuan's existence was forcing him to cross that line.

Shen Kite's face was close at hand, and the distance between the two was almost close to each other, but their minds were clearer than ever, and their eyes were sharp as if they wanted to see the deepest secret hidden in each other's hearts.

Wei Yan suddenly reached out to touch her face, and the warm palm made Shen Yuan's heart tremble violently.

Immediately, I heard Wei Yan sneer, a layer of mist was deposited in the phoenix's eyes, and the tear mole under the corner of the eye was full of a trace of demonization, and Shen Yuan was a little stupid.

"Shen Yuan......" The deep voice was full of restraint, with a trace of indescribable feelings, and the soft lips were gently pressed down.

Shen Kite's hand holding the table was weak, and she almost fell, but Wei Yan reached out domineeringly to hug her waist, grinding and sucking Shen Kite's lip flap fiercely.

Shen Yuan had imagined Wei Yan liking her countless times, and now what she had thought had become a reality, but she didn't have the slightest joy now.

Because at this moment, what Shen Yuan saw in Wei Yan's slightly closed phoenix eyes was not love for her, but confusion.

This kind of Wei Yan made Shen Yuan feel that he couldn't catch him, he stood within his reach, but quietly erected a barrier against her......

Wei Yan suddenly remembered that at the canonization ceremony when he was a child, he knelt in front of Emperor Yunjing, and Emperor Yunjing personally put on a golden crown for him and said to him: "Ah Yan, in the future, you will become a generation of ministers, standing under one person and above ten thousand. ”

Wei Yan, who was just sensible at that time, didn't know what Emperor Yunjing's words meant, but when he turned around, the civil and military officials knelt down one after another, kowtowed to him, and shouted in unison: "See the prince of Qin!" ”

The chanting of the former ministers woke Wei Yan up like an alarm bell, the clouds in Wei Yan's heart dissipated, his eyelashes raised slightly, and the fine brilliance revealed from his eyes.

Finally, when Shen Yuan felt that she was about to lose her breath, Wei Yan let go of her, and Shen Yuan sat on the ground with weak legs and breathed heavily.

Wei Yan saw that Shen Yuan's cheeks were flushed, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be brewing with a pool of spring water, her lips were crimson, and there was a throbbing in her heart.

Wei Yan looked away, trying in vain to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and his voice was hoarse, "You go out." ”

Shen Yuan's breath was messy, she stared at Wei Yan for a while, and said, "After kissing, I will turn my face and deny people, and the Oiran of the Qinglou will come out to sell others and pay back!" ”

The corners of Wei Yan's mouth twitched, and his originally gloomy mood was dissipated by Shen Yuan's words, and he said fiercely: "What kind of broken metaphor are you, kiss you in this world, you still want benefits!" ”

Shen Yuan snorted dissatisfiedly, sat on the ground and didn't get up, but said a little scoundrelly: "Anyway, it's me who suffers, no matter what, the prince has to give me some benefits, such as marrying me as a princess or something." ”

Wei Yan's eyes were stunned, he liked Shen Yuan, he had never liked someone like this in his sixteen years of life, he wanted to hug her all the time, kiss her, and watch her make trouble everywhere like a little fox.

But how can the princess of King Qin be so good, the Zhongyi Marquis Mansion has long since withdrawn from the famous family, relying on Shen Yu to barely support herself, so with Shen Yuan's identity, she can only accept it, not marry it......

"Shen Kite." Wei Yan called Shen Kite, leaned over and picked her up from the ground and put her on the table, then gently hugged her, smelled the faint fragrance of medicine on her body, and remembered that Shen Kite fell to the ground at that time, unconsciously calling his name over and over again......

"What does the prince want to say?" Shen Yuan buried his face on Wei Yan's shoulder, and his voice was a little muffled.

Wei Yan was silent for a long time, and Shen Yuan leaned on his shoulder like this, hanging his head and waiting.

"We ...... It's always like this in the future, Shen Kite. ”

was reluctant to let her be a concubine, and was unwilling to let her leave, so she could only be wronged to follow him all the time without a name or a point. But he won't let Shen Kite be wronged, as long as he doesn't touch the bottom line, he can give Shen Kite whatever he wants.

Wei Yan's words sounded very nonsensical to others, but Shen Yuan understood, pursed her lips tightly, and a layer of mist surged in her peach blossom eyes.

Should she say yes?

But how could she be willing? followed Wei Yan nameless and pointless all his life, and then watched him marry a wife and have children in the future, and watched him drift away from himself......

"Shizi, do you think I'm not worthy of you?" Shen Yuan endured the throbbing pain in his heart and asked.

Wei Yan breathed a little, and Shen Yuan's words were like a sharp blade piercing his chest.

Without waiting for Wei Yan to say anything, Shen Yuan raised his head, countered Wei Yan's forehead, and suddenly burst into a smile, "Well, I also think that after all, you are a high-ranking son." ”

Wei Yan felt a touch of panic in his heart, hugged Shen Yuan's waist and tightened it a little, and said quite strongly: "Even if you are not worthy of me, you have to follow me!" You just need to stay by my side, I'll take care of the rest for you, don't you want to leave me and go outside to find a wild man!" ”

Shen Yuan laughed out loud, why did her son like her like it so much......

Shen Yuan struggled to push Wei Yan away, got down from the table, patted the somewhat wrinkled dress, smiled slyly at Wei Yan, and said, "I'm going back, otherwise Sister Qing'er will be angry." ”

Wei Yan's face sank, just now he asked Shen Yuan to go out, she sat on the ground like a liar and didn't go out, so she knew that she pretended to run away at the critical moment!

"Sister Qing'er said that Shizi was also punished with fifty canes, although I really want to give Shizi medicine, but Shizi shouldn't want me to pick your pants." Ignoring Wei Yan's dangerous gaze, Shen Yuan took out a few bottles of gold sore medicine from his sleeve, "This is what I stole from Imperial Doctor Liu...... Those who are going to come are all high-grade gold sore medicines, and the prince must remember to use them. ”

Shen Yuan put the medicine bottle on the table, saw Wei Yan's awkward appearance, stood on tiptoe and dropped a kiss on his cheek, and then turned to leave.

Wei Yan reached out and picked up the medicine bottle on the table and nested it in his hand, his heart warm. He thought that Shen Yuan would have a big fight with him, and even resented him and hated him, but she just hid all the pain under her smile.

Suddenly, Wei Yan saw a corner of paper peeking out under the box of gold, silver and jade, Wei Yan took it out suspiciously, and then unfolded it, his eyes shrunk.

The paper is painted of him, but not the current him, but the childhood him, about six or seven years old.

How did Shen Yuan know what he looked like when he was a child?

On the paper, he lies on his side on a large bluestone under a linden tree, resting with his eyes closed, a sword next to him, and a fox-like animal climbing on the edge of the bluestone looking at him, with a high wall in the background.

Wei Yan felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, but he couldn't remember where the painting was?

Wei Yan looked at himself in the painting, many painters in the palace had painted portraits of him, but none of them could depict his charm to such an extent as Shen Yuan.

Did Shen Kite know him when he was a child? But why wasn't he impressed?