Zhao Yan had a splitting headache for a long time, and finally fell asleep before dawn.
No amount of martial arts can make up for this tired feeling.
When I woke up groggy, it was just dawn.
He touched his forehead, which felt a little hot.
Zhao Yan sat up dejectedly and sighed at the empty bedroom. Zhao Yan got up and walked out.
"Am I admitting my bed..."
Looking at the fish belly Bai in the distance, Zhao Yan, who always slept wherever he went, became even more suspicious of himself.
With a sudden leap, he still chose to return to Sanxian Village.
Maybe at this time, the feeling of "home" can heal him.
After leaving the city, Zhao Yan did not take the official route and just walked in the direction of Sanxian Village based on his memory.
Step by step, determined and timid.
But since you have chosen the right direction, no matter how you go, you will reach the end.
When the sun rose high, Zhao Yan was already standing outside the tall archway of Sanxian Village.
The gatekeeper Zhuang Ding wanted to come up to greet him, but he waved his hand and refused. Then he walked alone through the archway and walked inside.
In today's village, there are not many people who can comfort him.
However, as soon as Zhao Yan appeared, everyone got the news, and within a short time, the main road he passed by was full of people.
Mo Yu, Xi Ren, and Tan Yun stood at the front of the crowd.
Their eyes were full of joy and they looked at Zhao Yan affectionately.
Zhao Yan seemed to feel their attachment, and his mood improved a lot.
He smiled, opened his arms, and said softly:
"I'm back…"
Seeing this situation, Xiren Tan Yun could no longer hold back his excitement and threw himself into his arms crying.
They all thought that the prince was trapped in Qixia Town, and it would be difficult to see him again in the future. They didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly.
Mo Yu also wanted to get in, but due to her status as the housekeeper of Yizhuang, she had to remain steady, but her steps were much faster.
"Your Majesty!"
She stood behind the two girls, her voice trembling with joy.
However, what happened in the next second made her never expect it.
Zhao Yan actually let go of the arms holding the two girls and held her in his arms forcefully.
"Long time no see, thank you for your hard work."
At this moment, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly turned red.
Tears flowed out uncontrollably.
She also wants to be willful once in a while like the other sisters.
She also wanted to be coquettish with the prince. In any case, she was still only in her twenties.
But she has matured for so long that she has forgotten the nature of a girl.
"It's not hard... Your Majesty, slave... I'm very happy..."
Mo Yu tried to hold back her tears and was trembling halfway through her words, but Zhao Yan gently rubbed the black hair on the back of her head.
"Cry enough when you are happy, don't hide it in your heart."
Hearing these words, Mo Yu finally gave up her suppression. She hugged Zhao Yan's waist tightly with her backhand, buried her head in his arms and cried loudly.
She didn't know why she wanted to cry so much...
But at this moment, my emotions were extremely strong, and I only had the thought of venting in my mind.
The surrounding maids also cried happily when they saw this.
They also didn't know why they were crying. They just felt as if they were moved by Mo Yu's emotions and were immersed in the same mood.
The whole Sanxian Villa suddenly burst into tears. The crying gradually stopped when Zhao Yan gently patted Mo Yu on the back, slowly calming her down.
"Your Majesty... I've made your clothes wet from crying..."
When Mo Yu raised his head, he saw a large tear stain on Zhao Yan's chest, and a trace of shyness appeared on his face.
It was so embarrassing that a great butler could burst into tears in public.
"It's okay, just clean it for me with your own hands."
Zhao Yan took off his outer robe as he spoke. The journey was so dusty that it really wasn't clean at all.
Mo Yu took it with a smile, nodded vigorously and said:
"good!"
"Where are Sister Yingying and Banhe?"
His emotions were over just now, and he couldn't help but hug Mo Yu, which made Zhao Yan suddenly have a deeper understanding of "The Book of Forgetting Love".
Although there is empathy when everyone around him cries together, the empathy would not be so strong if Zhao Yan had not accidentally activated the effect of the "Book of Forgetting Love".
At this moment, the atmosphere finally became better. He looked around and asked about the two people who were supposed to appear.
"Sister Yingying received the news this morning and went to the palace, but sister Banhe has been in seclusion for half a month."
"Go to the palace?"
Zhao Yan asked in shock.
Ren Yingying rarely leaves Xiaoyu Tower, let alone enters the palace!
That was the place she resisted the most. She was usually unwilling to step even a step into the city gate of Kaifeng Mansion.
how come…
Could it be that you went to pick me up?
After Zhao Yan thought about it, it was probably the only reason.
Apart from the news of her return, there should be no reason for her to enter the city.
"Yes, Sister Yingying took a carriage out early in the morning. If nothing happens, she should be back by now."
Mo Yu looked up at the position of the sun and said in anticipation.
"It doesn't matter. Did you just say that Banhe was in retreat?"
"Yes, sister Banhe has made rapid progress since she came back from the Ming Dynasty. Not only has she broken through to the Zhixuan Realm, but she has also touched upon the Celestial Elephant Realm, so she has to retreat in order to make greater progress."
"Real or fake... Celestial Realm Capital??"
"You servants don't dare to trick the prince."
Zhao Yan looked at Mo Yu's serious expression, but still felt that the speed was too fast.
How long has it been...
Does Zhang Laodao's gift of luck have such an effect?
This is more than just trying to stop a seedling from growing, it is simply stopping a seedling from taking off.
"It's okay. Let her stay closed. I'll go to the Xiaoyu Building to sit for a while and wait for Sister Yingying to come back."
After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he took another step. He didn't change his clothes, so he just wore a pure white undershirt and raised his hands and waved lightly:
"It's over, it's over, let's all go back to our respective positions, and be more efficient!"
When the maids saw the prince playing with his treasures, they laughed and dispersed.
Soon there were only two fools left on the road, chasing Zhao Yan's footsteps.
"Your Majesty, when you come back, why don't you pay attention to these slaves?"
"That's right, I have countless things in my heart that I want to tell you!"
Xi Ren and Tan Yun were sandwiched on either side of Zhao Yan and started bombing.
"Didn't I embrace you passionately? How else should I deal with it?"
"We only held her for a short while. You could have held Sister Mo Yu for a quarter of an hour!"
"That's right, we can hold each of us with one arm, but Sister Mo Yu has two arms together!"
"You used to be able to pick up a slave and spin him around twice!"
"Yes, I can also lift the slave high!"
Zhao Yan stopped angrily and pinched the soft flesh of Tan Yun's waist with lightning speed.
"Look, how fat have you become? How much weight did you weigh when you used to lift high? That was five or six years ago..."
Tan Yun's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he sucked in his stomach suddenly to free the soft flesh from Zhao Yan's hands.
"That's not to say that you, Prince, are not at the farm. No one cares about the slaves. You can eat whatever you want!"
"Hey, you little white-eyed wolf, I am in jail, but you are enjoying the meal."
After Zhao Yan said that, he looked at Xiren's plump chest again.
"Same for you, you've grown so big, are you still big enough to carry me around twice?"
"Why not! This slave is much lighter than Tan Yun!"
Xiren puffed up his chest proudly and glanced at Tan Yun proudly.
"You're talking nonsense! I'm lighter than you!"
"I'm lighter than you!"
"I'm light!"
"I'm light!"
The topic suddenly changed to who was more important. Zhao Yan rolled his eyes at the two of them, shook his head and left them behind.
Back in the village, everything feels so familiar and cordial.
The world is so big, and it seems that this is the only place where he feels like he belongs.
No matter who I am…
They will never care.
As long as I am Zhao Yan...
It's their prince...
There was a warmth in his heart, and half of his original hesitation and confusion was washed away.
Listening to the noise of the two women behind me, I also found it particularly interesting.
No matter what, there is always a group of people waiting for him to come home!
After Zhao Yan walked away, the two Tan Yun girls who were arguing on the road suddenly stopped shouting.
The two of them looked at the direction in which Zhao Yanyuan was going and said worriedly.
"The prince seems to be in a really bad mood."
"Do you think it's useful for us to do this?"
"I don't know, I rarely see the prince like this..."
"Then I have to think of some interesting gossip and tell it to the prince tonight."
"...I don't know what happened to make the prince so upset."
"I'm so worried. Let's go find Sister Yingying."
"good!"
The two women discussed and walked towards the village gate.
Zhao Yan did not expect that the two maids were the most sensitive to his emotions.
However, it was the innocence of the two that allowed them to understand Zhao Yan's not-so-good mood at the moment under the influence of the "Book of Forgetting Love".
At this time, he had arrived at Xiaoyu Building and walked directly into the room where Ren Yingying worked daily.
This room is always filled with all kinds of information. The only difference is that the previous information has been sorted and stored.
Only the latest news will stay here.
Zhao Yan sat on Ren Yingying's armchair, crossed his legs and put them on the table.
He had never observed this room carefully, but now when he looked at it casually, he felt that it was too difficult for Ren Yingying to sit in such a room for so many years...
All you can see are blue and white books on various papers.
They are neatly stacked on the shelves, and there is no aesthetic feeling except being neat and orderly.
After looking at these things for many years, are people really not stupid?
Zhao Yan tried asking himself, and the answer he got was...
With his temperament, he won't be able to sit down here for a day.
But Ren Yingying has hardly left here in recent years.
How virtuous and capable is oneself...
To be so loved by these proud women of heaven.
I don’t know if it’s because he’s comprehending “The Heavenly Book of Forgetting Love”, but Zhao Yan feels that he’s been particularly delicate recently.
It seems that many emotions that I have never experienced before suddenly become obvious and three-dimensional.
Da da…
Light footsteps came from the stairwell.
Zhao Yan looked at the door. After a while, a familiar pretty face emerged from the pile of information.
The visitor looked at Zhao Yan's comfortable posture and immediately raised his eyebrows. He grabbed a book and threw it towards his head.
"Get off your ass!"
That's where she works!
How could it be used to lift one's feet!
Zhao Yan couldn't dodge and was hit in the head by the book.
Ren Yingying was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be annoyed and stepped forward to pick up Zhao Yan's ears.
"Who told you to put your legs up on my table!"
She was trying her best to behave like this, but Zhao Yan was not frightened at all. Instead, he slowly reached out and hugged her waist, and then pressed his face against the clothes on her belly.
Fortunately, it was winter now, so Ren Yingying wore thicker clothes, otherwise this warm touch would definitely make her overwhelmed.
"You...what are you doing?"
She should have pulled him away...
But she didn't want to, nor did she want to pull him away.
"Sister Yingying, thank you."
Zhao Yan closed his eyes softly and concentrated on feeling Ren Yingying's body temperature.
The latter frowned slightly, then stretched out his arms. After sighing with regret, he put his palm on his back and stroked it gently.
It was really easy for him to spot his poor acting skills.
"Just come back."
Ren Yingying comforted Zhao Yan like a loving mother, with tenderness in her eyes.
However, the peaceful atmosphere did not last long before Zhao Yan began to seek death.
He suddenly raised his head, looked at Ren Yingying's belly and frowned:
"Sister Yingying...why are you also fat?"
“……”
A vein suddenly appeared on Ren Yingying's forehead.
boom!
She punched Zhao Yan on the top of his head and unleashed all her firepower on this blind guy.
"Well…"
Zhao Yan covered his head in pain and was kicked away by Ren Yingying.
After taking back her seat, Ren Yingying looked at him impatiently.
"Tell me what to do when you come back well!"
"Sister Yingying, you were not like this just now!"
"This moment and that moment, you are suitable for this now."
"...Why don't I come back to see you now..."
Zhao Yan muttered, secretly hating himself for being so mean-mouthed.
Isn't it a good thing to feel sensual?
"Seriously, I received a secret message from Xiang Feiliu early in the morning, asking me to go to the Imperial City to pick you up and take you back to the village. Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the Imperial City, I was told that you were missing."
"My trip was in vain, how can I settle the bill!"
Ren Yingying slapped the table angrily.
It was a waste of time early in the morning. If it were used to deal with official matters, this time could be used to watch many compact discs.
"Xiang Feiliu also knows that I'm back?"
Zhao Yan caught another important point.
"Brother Huang must have noticed that I was in a bad mood and asked him to inform you..."
Thinking that he was still cared about by so many people, a warm current flowed through Zhao Yan's heart.
"In a bad mood? Why are you in a bad mood?"
When Ren Yingying heard this, she frowned and looked over in confusion.
He holds a high position, has peerless martial arts skills, is surrounded by beauties, and has countless capable men...
Are you still in a bad mood?
Don’t be too ridiculous with your brief introduction!
Zhao Yan was a little embarrassed by the question, so he had to ask carefully:
"Sister Yingying, if I am not actually me...no...or maybe I am actually another person..."
He asked vaguely, but Ren Yingying understood the meaning.
She narrowed her eyes and almost threw another book at her, but luckily she held back.
"If you have time to think about these issues, why not think about how to protect those of us who have you as our backbone in the troubled times that may come."
"No matter who you are, you are the master of Prince Qi's Mansion, and you have to be responsible for them!"
At this moment, Zhao Yan was enlightened.
