Chapter 3 Nurture
At this time, Wei Yan saw clearly that the one holding this rare emerald in front of him was not the fur of a cherished animal, but a real white cat without a trace of variegation.
The white cat was waking up, baring its sharp teeth and pink tongue and yawning defenselessly at Wei Yan.
Wei Yan wasn't interested in that gem in the first place, but the way the white cat opened its mouth and yawned made him laugh. So he was a little pitiful and picked up the white cat who was cleaning his hair.
"Messenger, I like this gift from your family very much. Qin Huan, give the pair of 'harmony' jade bibs that were just offered a while ago to the messenger! ”
This time Wei Yan was really happy, not to mention Qin Huan next to Wei Yan, even Wang Qian could hear it, Wei Yan's upward tone was full of childish happiness.
So Wang Qian lowered his head again, sighed long, and thought to himself: The emperor who ascended the throne as a young man has a childlike temperament, and he does not have the stability that an emperor should have.
The Persian envoy suddenly smiled when he saw Emperor David, who had just been careless, and rewarded him with something, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and thought to himself: This time he came to the patriotic country and won the favor of the patriotic emperor, maybe the tariff exchange between the two countries can be much cheaper next time, and his position in front of his father can also rise, and it will be a good thing.
The banquet of that day was spent in a festive mood, everyone pushed the glass and changed the lamp under the singing and dancing of the dancing queen, and it was not until the night was getting deeper that the Wei banquet ended under the urging of Wang Qian.
Although he was unwilling, looking at the well-behaved and sleepy white cat in his arms, Wei Yan rushed back to his dormitory.
Wang Qian was the last minister to leave in the feast, looked at Wei Yan's figure, and said, "Your Majesty! Don't lose your mind! ”
Wei Yan could hear it, and Wang Qian also knew that Wei Yan could hear it, but Wei Yan just didn't want to pay attention to him.
Wang Qian, a scholar, has been in charge of him everywhere since he was the crown prince and the prince, and now he is the emperor of the country above 10,000 people, but he is still trying to manage him in vain.
After arriving at the dormitory, Wei Yan put the obedient white cat on his bed, and he let the palace people help him take off the cumbersome clothes on his body, so he only wore an undershirt, and held a step shake from the palace maid's head, teasing the white cat.
But the blue-eyed white cat in front of him didn't eat it, and still lay lazily on the soft satin quilt and played with his paws.
This made Wei Yan a little at a loss.