She didn't sleep well this night, although she didn't want to admit it, she was really worried about Jun Tianlan in her heart.

Jun Tianlan got up lightly to freshen up and change clothes, and before parting, he couldn't help but return to the bed, and stared at the sleeping face of his little girl by the faint light.

Shen Miaoyan only felt that his gaze was extremely hot, staring at her like this, making her uncomfortable.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was about to hold on to fake sleep when the man suddenly leaned over and kissed her forehead.

The kiss was very light, as if it was afraid of disturbing her sleep.

Jun Tianlan brushed the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, and said in a very soft voice, "With the baby, wait for me to come back." ”

He said that, stared at her for a while, and then finally turned to leave.

Shen Miaoyan turned her back to the door of the cubicle and slowly opened her eyes, her amber eyes filled with a thin layer of mist at some point.

She raised her sleeve to wipe the liquid from the corners of her eyes, sat up, stood in front of the window, and watched him go away by the glimmer of dawn outside the window.

After Jun Tianlan left, the days of the Gongyue Mansion were simply boring to the extreme for Shen Miaoyan.

Fortunately, those Long Wei, who secretly monitored her, did not restrict her freedom much, she asked Xie Tao to go shopping, and often visited An Bixue and talked about the girl's private room.

Within three or five days, this kind of day quickly made her feel bored again, she always felt that there was a missing piece in her heart, she knew that it was because she was thinking about Jun Tianlan all the time.

On the seventh day after Jun Tianlan left, she felt that she was like a flower that was about to wither, and she was bored.

She lay on the bed, biting a bundle of hair, and muttered for a long time, and finally made up her mind to go to the front line to find someone.

After making this decision, she felt comfortable, sat up cross-legged, pondered for a moment, and came up with a plan that she thought was quite perfect, so she immediately turned over and got out of bed, hurriedly packed a small soft package stuffed with gold and silver, and held it in her arms, and then went to bed.

The next day, Xuanwangfu.

Now Jun Shuying has been crowned the crown prince, and the plaque of the Xuanwang Mansion has long been changed to the prince's mansion.

Jun Shuying sat crookedly on the window on the second floor of Penglai Pavilion, with a candy in her mouth, and was looking at the lake boredly.

This was Xiao Miaomiao's favorite place to sit, he sat here, looking at the scenery she had seen, as if he could get closer to her in this way.

On the round table behind him, several staff members of the Xuanwang Mansion were handling the recitals for him with sad faces.

Those mountains of music were originally the tasks assigned by Jun Lie to Jun Shuying, but he was really not interested, so he threw them all to the staff to solve, and sat on the windowsill by himself to watch the scenery.

When he was lamenting that all living beings were suffering, even his dignified Prince of the Great Zhou, a maid hurriedly came in to report: "His Royal Highness the Prince, the Lord of Leyang has sent you a post!" ”

Jun Shuying's eyes lit up, and she beckoned the maid to step forward.

He opened the letterhead and read the post at a glance, his thin lips unconsciously raised a gentle arc, "Prepare the horse!" ”

Zhang Qiyun was shaking a feather folding fan from outside, and when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Highness, where are you going?" ”

"Xiao Miaomiao asked me to ride a horse." Jun Shuying raised his letterhead at him with a raised eyebrow, jumped off the windowsill, and went straight out of the door.

Zhang Qiyun looked at his impatient back and couldn't help but sigh softly.

His cousin Jun Wuji is an unreliable guy, and this Jun Shuying may not be reliable.

He defected to Jun Shuying naturally out of selfishness, Jun Tianlan already had Gu Qinyuan, Li Sinian and other strategists by his side, and it was difficult for him to be reused in the past.

If you stay on Jun Shuying's side, the position of the First Army Division will not be able to escape.

When Jun Shuying ascends the throne, he Zhang Qiyun can be a master or a prince.

The Zhang family has been galloping in the mall for hundreds of years, and I don't know how many people have poked their backbones and scolded their Zhang family for a copper smell.

Therefore, the Zhang family urgently needs a high-ranking official to block the mouths of those people.

Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly, only hoping that Jun Shuying would be able to fight for something.

Jun Shuying rode a snow-white horse to the Gongyue Mansion, and after waiting for long, the Zhu door opened, and Ye Han led the glimpse out, and the girl he had in mind was following the glimpse.

"Little Miaomiao." He beckoned.

Shen Miaoyan smiled innocently, took the reins from Ye Han's hand, turned over on the horse, and said with a smile, "I have nothing to do these days, but I am suffocated." Brother Shu Ying, you will accompany me to race horses today, okay? ”

Jun Shuying has always been responsive to her needs, and said with a smile: "Naturally." ”

The two held the reins and walked slowly through the bustling streets.

Jun Shuying's afterglow swept over the saddlebag of the glimpse, and saw that it was bulging inside, and it seemed to contain a lot of things.

The slender and charming Dan Feng's eyes were a little more thoughtful, he retracted his gaze, and asked casually, "Where are we going to race?" ”

"When I used to live in your house, you said that you had a racecourse in the eastern suburbs, let's go there, okay?" Shen Miaoyan's face was simple, with shallow joy and expectation in his eyes.

Jun Shuying's eyes flashed complicated, but it was only for a moment, and it was quickly covered by him.

He smiled, "Okay." ”

There were a lot of people on the street, and it was inconvenient for the two of them to ride their horses, so they only walked slowly through the crowd.

Jun Shuying was silent for a while, as if remembering something, and took a pure black scimitar from the saddle, "Your thing." ”

Shen Miaoyan took it, and a trace of memory appeared in his eyes, "My full moon scimitar ......"

"I think that we are on good terms now, and this knife should be returned to you. You use it more than any other weapon, right? ”

After all, it was her first weapon in her life.

Shen Miaoyan's eyes showed shallow tenderness, and he lovingly hung the Yunyue scimitar next to the saddle, "Not bad." ”

Weapons are like children to those who practice martial arts.

The first child is naturally cherished.

The two of them finally crossed the long street full of people, and after about half an hour, they finally arrived at the East City Gate.

Now the people guarding the city are all Junlie's henchmen, those Praetorian Guards glanced at Shen Miaoyan, their faces were full of embarrassment, and they mustered up the courage to step forward to stop people, "Lord Leyang, the emperor has an order, you are not allowed to leave the city." ”

"I'm just going out to race, I'm not going to run around." Shen Miaoyan insisted.

"The emperor's order cannot be violated, please return home as soon as possible." Several Janissaries bowed their heads.

Shen Miaoyan's face was full of displeasure, puffed out her cheeks, and looked at Jun Shuying.

For her, Jun Shuying is like a key to action, as long as he is there, there is no door that cannot be opened.

He coughed and said coldly: "With Gu and Leyang, what are you worried about?" Even if the father blames him, he is lonely. Get out of the way! ”

Several Praetorian Guards knew that the newly canonized prince was deeply favored by the emperor, and they looked at each other for a while, not knowing what to do.

Jun Shuying's eyebrows frowned slightly, "Do you want to go into the palace alone to report to your father, and ask your father for a decree before you are willing to release him?!" ”

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