Qingfeng leaned over and looked: "What did the princess embroider for the prince?" ”

Xiao Yan spread the sachet in his palm, looked back and forth several times, raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems to be a sachet." "I just can't tell what's embroidered, but it smells pleasant.

Qingfeng also took the sachet on his waist in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully: "What Miss Xiuzhi embroidered for me seems to be two wild ducks." ”

Xiao Yan glanced at it and said, "It's not as good-looking as this king, you see that there are names under these grasses." ”

Xiao Yan stroked the silky tassel with his fingers, and touched the words on it, and he couldn't put it down for a while.

Then, abruptly, he turned around and went back into the house.

At this time, Shu Wan was sleeping back in the cage, and she was sleeping in a daze, when she felt someone kissing her ear, and said to her softly: "When I come back, I will express my gratitude to the princess......"

The warm breath went straight to Shu Wan's ears, itchy, and it went straight to people's hearts.

Shu Wan hooked the corners of her lips and sank into a sweet dream......

On the way to the court, Xiao Yan sat in the carriage, and from time to time took off the sachet on his waist and held it in the palm of his hand to play with it.

In fact, many girls have sent him these things before, such as belts, handkerchiefs, sachets, bracers, countless of them, and the styles are also exquisite and luxurious, but he disdains them every time, and he doesn't even bother to look at them.

But now looking at this object in the palm of his hand, he feels very novel, and he also looks at the pattern that he can't see the shape is pleasing to the eye, and he always has to take it in his hand twice along the way.

Outside the palace gate, Xiao Yan re-tied the sachet seriously, and deliberately placed it in the most conspicuous position on his waist.

So in the early dynasty, many ministers noticed the things worn by Xiao Yan's waist, after all, the king of war didn't like to hang these things the most in the past, and besides, the sachet worn by men around their waists was generally from the hands of their lovers......

Although the ministers were very curious, they didn't dare to ask more, but they felt that today's painting style of the war king had a little mutation.

For example, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu just greeted him politely: "The war king is early." ”

Xiao Yan: "You also think this king's waist is good, right?" ”

Ministry of Rites: "......"

Shaoqing of Dali Temple: "The king of war is in a good mood today?" ”

Xiao Yan: "Your waist is not bad, how do you look at this king?" ”

Shaoqing of Dali Temple: "Uh...... Nice, nice ......"

Xiao Yan smiled: "This king also thinks it's good. ”

The military department is still in the book: "King of War, how many days will the next official marry his daughter, and change the Ming to invite the King of War to go to the house to have a wedding wine?" ”

Xiao Yan said: "This king sees that your waist is not bad, is it embroidered by your wife herself?" ”

The military department is still in the book: "Uh...... yes, yes. ”

As a result, the ministers above the court all found that Xiao Yan, the war king who never disdained to look at them on weekdays, paid attention to them for the first time, but it was not their people, nor their faces, but the objects they wore around their waists.

Speaking of the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, except for him Xiao Yan, who doesn't tie something around his waist, he usually doesn't pay attention to it, but today he pays special attention to it.

But the king of war took the initiative to talk, even if they were surprised, they had to say a few polite words to him, and smiled awkwardly: "Hehehe...... The War King's ornament is also good, not bad. ”

Xiao Yan had to bow his head every time, swiped the sachet on his waist with his hand, and said, "Isn't it good?" ”

Where did the other party dare to tell the truth, and said with a smiling face: "It's really good, this craftsmanship is simply ingenious, and it's a rare work of art!" ”

Xiao Yan nodded very approvingly, and patted the minister's shoulder when he was happy: "This king thinks so too." ”

It's just that every time he beats, the minister's heart flutters a few times, for fear that this living Hades will kill him if he is unhappy.

This trip came down early, and the ministers could be said to have suffered a lot, and this was probably the most greeting they had with the war king Xiao Yan in their lives......