Nangong Yan took a plate of her favorite sweet jujube cake, came to her, lowered her head and looked at the Buddhist scriptures she copied, and only said faintly, "This word is really ugly." ”

Then, pick up a piece of sweet date cake and put it in your mouth in an extremely elegant gesture.

Yu Qiqi's mind was no longer on the Buddhist scriptures, she licked her lips, and Tian shamelessly asked him, "Is it delicious?" ”

"What?"

Nangong Yan tilted his ears and deliberately pretended not to hear.

Yu Qiqi pointed to the sweet jujube cake in his small plate and asked again, "Is this delicious?" ”

He suddenly realized: "Oh, you said this, it's delicious, it's delicious, but His Highness can't finish it alone, and it seems that someone has to be called to take it and pour it." ”

"Don't, don't pour it, if you pour it, you will spoil such a good thing, I can eat it if you can't finish it." Yu Qiqi was very spineless, and let go of the appearance of thorns all over his body on weekdays.

Nangong Yan's face changed immediately, and he asked her with a straight face, "Five hundred times, have you finished copying it?" ”

"Hurry, hurry." Yu Qiqi replied, and at this moment she was greeted by the fragrance of sweet jujube cakes, where did she still have the heart to pay attention to that.

"Your Highness, look, it's still a long way off." Nangong Yan glanced at the scriptures she had copied, and there was only a thin stack.

At this time, Yu Qiqi knew that he was deliberately here to find fault, she took the pen in her hand and moved closer to him, and a trace of grievance flashed on her hungry pale little face, "Your Highness, the concubine has been copying carefully since she got up in the morning, and her stomach has long been so hungry that she can't lift the pen..."

As she spoke, the pen in her hand loosened, and she really couldn't lift it. It's just that the pen slipped down Nangong Yan's straight-lined robe, and a long ink stain was drawn on his robe.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had a serious habit of cleanliness, immediately broke out, he trembled with anger and yelled, "You barbarian! If you can't finish copying, you can't eat! Although he said this, he threw down the sweet jujube cake in his hand and walked out of her dormitory in a rage.

Yu Qiqi gloated, immediately picked up the plate of sweet jujube cake, lay down on the bench, and stuffed it into his mouth one by one.

"Princess, is Your Highness gone?"

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

When Ajian Mao walked in, she almost choked on the sweet jujube cake stuffed in her mouth, and coughed several times in a row.

"Slow down." Ah Jian hurriedly poured her a glass of water and ran it down her back for her to drink.

"Gone. Moreover, I was still angry with me. Yu Qiqi swallowed the water and said as he fell into the well.

"The slave and maid also saw it, and his face was dark when he left." Ah Jian also gloated and poured her another glass of water.

Yu Qiqi only cared about the sweet jujube cake in front of her, and only after she had eaten and drunk enough did she touch her stomach and pick up the pen again to copy.

As soon as he returned to the Chenghe Palace, Nangong Yan asked the palace people to serve and change the clothes on his body, and only after bathing did he feel better.

However, he thought that the plate of sweet jujube cake had already been eaten by the little hedgehog at this time.

In the eyes like a deep pool, a trace of tenderness floats.

Chu Peiyu walked in from the outside and said, "Your Highness, the assassin who assassinated the city gate before has an eyebrow, and it was done by a gang on the rivers and lakes that specializes in doing things for the eunuchs' families. ”

Nangong Yan's eyes immediately turned cold, "Who assigned it?" ”

Chu Peiyu's expression froze, "The person who caught it said that the other party was generous, but he never showed up. Moreover, I don't really want His Highness's life. ”

He snorted coldly, "The city gate is heavily defended, they must not be able to kill me, and deliberately make such a scene, I am afraid that I want His Royal Highness and the people of Yanjing to know that His Royal Highness sits on the position of this prince, and there are still people in the court who are not convinced." ”

Nangong Yan's gloomy face flashed a little vaguely, and the fingers resting on the desk rubbed back and forth.

A moment later, he gave an order, "This matter, there is no need to continue to pursue it for the time being." "But there will always be a day when the fox will show its tail, as long as he is still sitting in the position of this prince.

"Yes."

Chu Peiyu retreated.