Chapter 91: Three years old, can't be more

Yun Concubine's face became more and more ugly when she heard this, and she opened her mouth to stop Concubine Qi who was leaving, "Concubine Qi wants to rely on Concubine Yan and Xiangguo Mansion? ”

Listening to Concubine Yun yelling at these things that everyone knew in secret, and threatening to warn her, Concubine Qi's eyes flashed with contempt, and she turned her head, "Concubine Yun, the queen mother said a lot, your mouth will one day attract disaster." ”

"What is the future of my family Qingsong, I don't bother with Concubine Yun, even if he is an idle prince, I feel relieved as a mother. The corners of Concubine Qi's lips hooked a sarcastic smile, "Anyway, I have a son to support the elderly, and I am not afraid of old age and desolation in the future." ”

After she finished speaking, she ignored Yun Concubine and strode away with the palace maid, leaving Yun Concubine in place, so angry that her eyes were blazing.

Concubine Qi, the old woman, actually ridiculed her for not having a son to support the elderly!

When Yan Huaishu returned to the palace, he heard that Jiang Jiang had almost had an accident at the racecourse, and turned around to go to Fengqi Palace to have a look, Changling hurriedly stopped him, "Your Highness, where are you going, you haven't used dinner yet." ”

"You went out on this day and there were a lot of official documents piled up in the study, but do you want your subordinates to sort them out for you a little?"

Yan Huaishu frowned when he heard this, he seemed to ...... I really care about the things in Fengqi Palace.

But the little queen's temperament, he doesn't care about it and worries, she is always silly and reckless, either she is in trouble, or she finds her.

Today, the horse is out of control, and she will definitely no longer dare to ride, and she doesn't know what she has become frightened.

If you don't take a look, you always feel uneasy.

"The main hall will go to Fengqi Palace first, and ask someone to prepare the meal first. With that, he raised his feet and walked out of the East Palace, and after a pause, he turned back and said, "This hall is to find the crescent moon to ask about something." ”

"......" Changling is confused, Your Highness, you can go as long as you go, what are you doing with so many excuses, he is not the eldest princess.

When he arrived at Fengqi Palace, Jiang Jiang had already finished eating and then fed goat's milk to the kittens, at this time the kittens were too able to eat, and they were hungry very quickly, but looking at the appearance of these two plushs, he felt that it was very meaningful to be troublesome and tired.

Hearing the crescent moon's announcement, Jiang Jiang put the two cubs back into the cat nest, "You just let him come over." ”

It just so happens that her first mythological comic has been drawn, and hehehe can be exchanged for a trip out of the palace~

Sorting out the sketches scattered on the table one by one, Jiang Jiang didn't have time to check it, and a steady footstep entered the hall.

The moon-white gauze curtain was lifted, and the man walked in, his handsome face was faint, and his phoenix eyes swept over Jiang Jiang without a trace, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was not scarred, "Can you find out the reason why the horse is out of control?"

"It seems to be hurting from stepping on something sharp. ”

Jiang Jiang didn't have anything to do, so he didn't care anymore, and jumped in front of him happily, his black eyes were shining, as if they were full of shining stars, "Here, this is a complete book, adapted from the mythical story you gave." ”

Yan Huaishu lowered his eyes and looked at the thick pile of rice paper in his hand, flipped through it slightly, and was stunned when he saw a certain sketch, and looked up at Jiang Jiang in surprise.

Jiang Jiang was inexplicably stunned by this glance, and he leaned up to look, "What's wrong?"

"It's fine. Yan Huaishu put the sketch together, "I'm just surprised by your painting skills." ”

"Of course I'm good at drawing. Jiang Jiang puffed up her chest proudly, and the storytelling of her comics was also very good, otherwise how could it be adapted into an anime, and it was still very popular.

A big hit?

Jiang Jiang's brows furrowed, the node she crossed could still be pushed forward, when did she cross over.

Yan Huaishu pretended to have something in his heart, and he didn't notice Jiang Jiang's wandering spirit for a moment, he heard a very energetic meow, and looked for the source of the sound, and there was a huge wooden box on the phoenix couch that looked very soft.

When he walked over, he saw a little civet who was escaping from prison, and a little orange cat that was anxiously unable to climb up, meowing.

"Ouch, the little raccoon wants to run out again. Jiang Jiang followed, saw this, picked up the back of the little civet cat's neck and put it back in the cat nest, and then held the fat orange ball and handed it to Yan Huaishu, tilted his head and smiled, "Look, it's not cute~"

Yan Huaishu raised his hand, bent his index finger and gently rubbed Xiao Tang's little head, his thin lips slightly hooked, "It's very soft, it feels good." ”

Jiang Jiang was very satisfied with this compliment, put the little orange back, and stroked two handfuls of the little civet casually, "This is the future of the big orange has been decided." ”

"Playthings are demoralized. Yan Huaishu said softly, Jiang Jiang crossed his waist unconvinced, "This is called a combination of work and rest." ”

"If you have the ability, you can wait until they grow up and can open for business, don't touch it, don't touch it at all. ”

Yan Huaishu raised his sword eyebrows lightly, "Childish." ”

He nodded his head, "Three years old, can't be more." ”

Daring to scold her, Jiang Jiang grinded his teeth, "...... Dog man. ”

Yan Huaishu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his brows furrowed, "Don't compare this hall to a dog. ”

Jiang Jiang snorted disdainfully, and then made a grimace at him, the ugly one had no baggage, Yan Huaishu felt a headache when he saw that he hadn't seen it for a long time, and he slapped her grimacing hand, "If you go down again, don't want to leave the palace." ”

"......" you listen, no one says.

Jiang Jiang continued to stare at death, and then waved his small fist at him, "For the sake of your good looks, I won't beat you." ”

She fell on the bed, looked at the tall and slender figure of the man beside the bed, lying on his side and supporting his head, "Big brother, when will you leave the palace." ”

Yan Huaishu saw that she was so casual, so he didn't care about the robe and sat down on the edge of her bed, reached out to hug the unusually lively little civet, put it in his arms and touched its fluffy little head, and said lightly, "In a few days, the third emperor brother will return to the border of the desert, and the palace will send him out of Beijing, and you will go out of the palace with the palace." ”

Jiang Jiang shook his head when he heard this, and then sat up and looked at him expectantly, "Is there any news from Jing'an?"

"Nope. ”

Yan Huaishu was a little hesitant, the little queen had already noticed the strangeness, and sooner or later she would know her father's purpose, and she should be very sad then, because it was such a ridiculous reason that made her trapped in the palace.

Will she try her best to escape, or will she obediently be a pawn in the hands of her father?

If she stays in this incompatible deep palace, she may be poisoned again one day, or she will be bled by her father and pray to heaven, and the walking corpse will live.

But this little sun in the world will disappear in the palace one day, and no one will bother to give him a headache, no one will always make him feel at ease, and he will no longer see that bright and delicate smile......

The man's phoenix eyes were slightly dim, and he lowered his eyes and gently stroked the little civet's head.

Maybe the imperial sister is right, he is too close to the little queen, and he has unconsciously given birth to a lot of thoughts.