"If your second uncle has any news of your uncle, he will definitely send you a letter." Liang Zhaoyi touched Zhao Yao's head, and then took the book from his hand again, "Your second uncle didn't send you a letter, which means that he doesn't have any news from your uncle for the time being." It's useless for you to go to him. ”

"Mother, I haven't been out of the palace for a long time, and I want to go out of the palace to play." Zhao Yao reached out and grabbed Liang Zhaoyi's sleeve, shook it gently, and said coquettishly, "When I take a break, you will let me out of the palace, concubine." ”

"Okay, when you take a break, I will agree to let you out of the palace."

Zhao Yao stood up, threw himself into Liang Zhaoyi's arms, and rubbed his mother's face.

"Thank you, Princess."

Liang Zhaoyi pinched her son's cute little face, and reached out to poke the dimple at the corner of her son's left mouth.

"It's not early, you should go to bed, and you have to go to Wende Hall to study tomorrow morning."

As soon as he heard the word "reading", the smile on Zhao Yao's little face disappeared immediately, fell on the bed, and said bitterly: "Why do you want to study again tomorrow?" As he spoke, he rolled himself into the quilt and rolled around on the bed, "Can I not go to school?" ”

"I can't." Liang Zhaoyi raised her hand and slapped her son's little buttocks, "Lie down and sleep obediently." ”

Zhao Yao obediently lay down, with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, looked at Liang Zhaoyi pitifully, and asked unwillingly: "Mother, can I really not stop reading tomorrow?" ”

After Liang Zhaoyi covered the quilt for his son, he gently flicked Zhao Yao's forehead with his fingers, and once again ruthlessly rejected his coquettish and prayed: "Can't!" ”

"Mother, I have read books, and I know a lot of words, so I don't need to go to Wende Hall to study." Although he had forgotten a lot of things in his previous dreams, he did not forget the aspect of reading and literacy.

"We've discussed it, there's no need to talk about it anymore." Liang Zhaoyi deliberately straightened his face and said, "In the future, don't say that you don't want to study, and don't mention the fact that you have read and read and write, otherwise the concubine will be angry." ”

Liang Zhaoyi's last sentence frightened Zhao Yao fiercely, and he hurriedly nodded: "Don't say it, don't say it again." "The consequences of the mother's anger will be very serious, and he can't afford it.

"Good." Liang Zhaoyi lowered her head and kissed Zhao Yao's little face, "Sleep." ”

Zhao Yao obediently closed his eyes, "I'll sleep right away." ”

Liang Zhaoyi stood up and glanced at Laifu who was squatting next to her son's pillow.

Laifu glanced at her coldly, then withdrew his gaze, got into the quilt, and placed his noble head in Zhao Yao's neck socket.

Liang Zhaoyi saw this scene, smiled slightly, and turned to leave.

Zhao Yao took Laifu into his arms and pulled up the quilt to cover the two of them. He whispered to Laifu: "What the mother concubine said just now is really too scary. ”

Laifu learned from Zhao Yao, and said in a very low voice: [You are really useless. 】

"You don't understand." Zhao Yao said, yawning with his small mouth open, and rubbing Laifu's little head, "I'm going to sleep." Not long after he finished speaking, he fell asleep.

Laifu meekly lay in Zhao Yao's arms, motionless. It is obviously a nocturnal animal, and it stands to reason that it should be looking for prey outside at this time, but at this moment it is extremely obedient to sleep with Zhao Yao.

Early the next morning, Zhao Yao was woken up by Laifu.

Zhao Yao sat up, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then took Laifu into his arms and rubbed his beautiful feathers into a mess. The angry Rifle slammed at his head until it messed up his hair, and it didn't stop.

"Your Highness, are you awake?" Tongxi's voice sounded outside the door.

"Wake up."

"The slave came in." Tongxi walked in respectfully and waited for Zhao Yao to dress.

Zhao Yao got dressed, suddenly thought of something, turned to Laifu and said, "Laifu, you can help me send a letter to my second uncle today." ”

Tongxi heard Zhao Yao's order, and couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, Lingyun is not a carrier pigeon. ”

"However, Rifle will deliver a letter."

Laifu said proudly: [You actually asked Uncle Ben to send you a letter. 】

Zhao Yao knew what Laifu wanted, and asked directly: "What benefits do you want, meat, or dim?" ”

Seeing that Zhao Yao was so interested, Laifu was very satisfied: [Uncle Ben wants to eat snacks, ten yuan! ] 】

"Deal." Zhao Yao stretched out his right hand towards Laifu, who stretched out his wings and high-fived him. [Deal.] 】

"I'll write it now." Zhao Yao walked to the desk, picked up the pen and wrote a simple letter.

Laifu stood on the table, saw Zhao Yao's handwriting crookedly, and said with disgust: [Your handwriting is too ugly, if the master sees it, he will definitely scold you. 】

Zhao Yao said indifferently: "Scold, scold." After speaking, he rolled up the letter he had just written, and then tied it to Laifu's leg, "Remember to bring back the reply from my second uncle." ”

[Uncle Ben is not a fool. It's not the first time that Laifu has helped Zhao Yao deliver a letter. If it weren't for Zhao Yao's face, Laifu wouldn't have allowed Zhao Yao's second uncle to touch it.

Zhao Yao hugged Laifu, kissed its little head, and patted its ass: "Laifu is the smartest Hai Dongqing in the world, and it is the best-looking Hai Dongqing in the world." ”

For Zhao Yao's flattering words, Laifu was very satisfied. It raised its wings and gently patted Zhao Yao's little head: [Uncle Ben is gone. 】

Zhao Yao waved his hand at Laifu: "I will prepare ten pieces of dim sum for you, so that you can eat it when you fly back." ”

When Uncle Laifu flew away, Tongxi dared to speak: "Your Highness, is it really okay for you to let Lingyun deliver the letter?" ”

"What's wrong." Zhao Yao looked at Tongxi puzzled, "It's not the first time that Laifu has helped me deliver a letter." ”

"Your Highness, the slave doesn't mean that, Ling Yun is the emperor's favorite after all." Tongxi said, "Aren't you afraid that Ling Yun will fly to Chengguang Hall with the letter of the second master, and then be discovered by the emperor?" ”

"That's what you mean." Zhao Yao smiled, "Laifu won't." ”

"Ling Yun listens to the emperor very much, what if Ling Yun meets the emperor on the way back to the palace and is called away by the emperor?"

"No, Rifle has my letter tied to his leg, and he won't fly in front of his father." Zhao Yao said very firmly.

"However, Ling Yun is the emperor's favorite, and Ling Yun should listen to the emperor more than you."

"Then you're wrong, Laifu listens to me more."

Tongxi didn't know why His Royal Highness could say such things confidently, so he reminded Zhao Yao again: "Your Highness, Lingyun is the emperor's favorite pet. ”

Zhao Yao didn't believe it when he saw Tongxi, and he didn't bother to say anything to him.

"Don't worry, you can't go wrong."

Liang Zhaoyi saw her son humming a tune, jumped to the dining room, and asked with a surprised face: "What good things happened, so happy?" ”

"Mother, I wrote a letter to my second uncle and asked Laifu to send it."

After hearing this, Liang Zhaoyi said helplessly: "Yaoyao, Lingyun is not a carrier pigeon. ”

Tongxi nodded again and again on the side, and said in his heart: Niangniang said so.

"You can ask other birds to send you letters."

"The rifle is just here, let it deliver the letter the fastest." Zhao Yao sat at the table and said, "Mother, you will prepare ten pieces of dim sum for Laifu later, put them on my desk, and Laifu will eat them when he comes back after delivering the letter." ”

"Okay." Liang Zhaoyi saw that her son trusted Laifu, so she didn't say anything more.

After breakfast, Zhao Yao ruthlessly appeased Qian and Laifu. Last night, Laifu came, and they could only stand aside, not daring to get close to Zhao Yao at all.

Rifle is very domineering and very possessive. As long as it came to Zhao Yao, it would not allow other animals to come near him.

After appeasing them, Zhao Yao took Tongxi to Wende Palace.

Seeing that the person walking in front was the Eighth Prince, Zhao Yao was very surprised, and ran towards the Eighth Prince, shouting, "Starling." ”

When the eighth prince heard Zhao Yao calling him, he stopped, turned to look at him: "Tenth brother." ”

Zhao Yao ran to the front of the Eighth Prince, and after carefully looking him up and down, he asked, "Brother Starling, your illness has not recovered yet, why did you run out?" ”

Seeing Zhao Yao looking at him worriedly, a light smile crossed the Eighth Prince's eyes. He raised his hand and touched Zhao Yao's little head, and said softly: "I'm almost fine, it's time to come to study." ”

"Starling, if I were you, I would take the opportunity to rest for a few more days."

"You won't have to study for days, will you?"

Zhao Yao nodded again and again: "Yes." ”

"Tenth brother, you really don't like to read."

"It's a pity that I'm not sick...... Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yao's head was gently knocked down, and then he heard his starling say sternly, "Don't talk this kind of nonsense again in the future, it's not a good thing to be sick." ”

While they were talking, Zhao Yao and the Eighth Prince heard a few little eunuchs not far away talking about what had happened in the early morning.

"I heard that the prince's people and the king's people quarreled again."

"It's so noisy that everyone near the Chengguang Hall can hear it."

"Why are you arguing this time?"

"This time the acting king has made such a great contribution, Xuanping Hou and they proposed to add beads to the acting king, and they should also add the previous merits together and add eight beads."

"What does it mean to add beads, and what does it mean to add eight beads?"

"The prince only has eight beads, you said that the king wants to add eight beads, what do you want to do?"

"This ......"