Beigong Liangyu was very confident in his decision-making, as if he had predicted what Shen Zhaoning would choose, and reminded: "After you get the account, send it to this room and give it to Qiangwei. Your secret will naturally rot in my stomach." .”
Shen Zhaoning didn't say a word, stood up and left, and also snatched the mechanical crossbow that Beigong Liangyu put on the table.
After the people left, he looked in the direction of the door with strong interest in his eyes.
In his plan, Shen Zhaoning will definitely steal the accounts, and he can only seek his protection when he is desperate.
This little idea came about after seeing the machine crossbow. Such a small, precise and powerful machine crossbow was something that the Northern Desert could not achieve at present.
Craftsmen who are proficient in the casting of mechanical weapons have always been talents in urgent need in various countries. What he wants will definitely be obtained by all means!
Shen Zhaoning returned to Prince Zhan's Mansion with the purchased medicinal materials. He had no intention of doing anything else and hid directly in the small courtyard to lay out his corpse.
She hasn't decided what to do about this matter yet, she needs to think about it carefully.
After a while, Shen Tianci came back and said furtively that he would take a bath by himself tonight.
Shen Zhaoning didn't pay much attention. After getting the hot water, he asked his son to wash it by himself. However, when he took the clothes over, he found that the little guy's body was covered with red marks.
Her brain exploded at that time. Those marks were obviously beaten with something.
She had never been willing to beat her son like this when he was so old. What bastard could be so cruel to a one- or four-year-old child?
She examined the injuries on her son's body distressedly and asked eagerly: "How did you do it? You are still hiding it, who did it?!"
Shen Tianci knew that this would be the result if his mother found out, and he was a little confused.
He quickly comforted his furious mother: "Dad, don't worry, I'm fine. It was done when the prince taught me how to practice swordsmanship. I learned a whole set of swordsmanship today!"
Although Cheap's father's teaching process was rough, it was quite effective. He demonstrated all the defensive and offensive points to him, which is why he made so many mistakes.
In fact, it looked scary and didn't hurt much. His skin was as white and tender as his mother's, and there were marks when he touched it. It was really not that exaggerated.
But Shen Zhaoning didn't seem to be that way. She took a deep breath, got up and went to Xuan Yu Pavilion.
Jun Beicheng, who was originally in a good mood, was still waiting for the medicated meal, but before the food came, he was scolded when he did.
The woman in front of him was petite, and when she got angry, she looked like a rabbit that jumped up and bit someone: "My lord, how could you do that to a four-year-old child? He has red marks all over his body. That's my son." , you have to look at the owner when you beat a dog, right?"
Shen Tianci, who was chasing after him, was stunned at the door. Is he a dog?
Jun Beicheng's eyes gradually became colder, and his mood became extremely bad.
Is this damn woman crazy? Dare you talk to him like this?
After the fierce battle, Shen Zhaoning thought about meeting Beigong Liangyu, and his attitude softened a lot.
There was a hint of grievance and coquettishness in her soft voice: "The child is young, and the prince has taught me how to teach him. I can't treat him like an adult. I need to be more gentle."
Jun Beicheng laughed angrily when he saw her expression changing like she was flipping through a book. Does this woman dare to be so stubborn all the time?
He's both fierce and cowardly, and he pretends to please him even though he's so angry, and his acting skills are mediocre, which makes people angry!
"Hehe, I have never been a father, so naturally I don't know how to teach children, I only know how to kill people! Get out of my sight immediately, I count to three, one!"
Seeing that he was angry, Shen Zhaoning did not dare to say a word, so he took his son and ran away. As soon as he came out, he disappeared.
Jun Beicheng was so angry that Ah You, the blind person, dared to come in and scold him: "Your Majesty, when will dinner be served?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was stabbed in the heart by a knife, oh wow, the muzzle was hit again!
Jun Beicheng grinded his molars: "If you don't want to eat, get out!"
"Okay!" Ah You turned around and left without any hesitation.
The father and son caught up with him and asked, "Shen Lin, what are you doing? The prince is so angry? He didn't even eat dinner. His stomach ailment has not been cured yet, and he is angry again!"
Shen Zhaoning swallowed guiltily. It seemed that Jun Beicheng was really angry. She was also very clever and dared to get angry with "Thigh".
Thinking about it carefully, Jun Beicheng probably didn't mean any harm. He just couldn't speak and wasn't very gentle with others.
It's true that she reacted too much. Shen Tianci's thin skin and tender flesh usually leave marks after two shots. She was really impulsive.
In order to make up for her stupid behavior, she went to the kitchen to prepare some medicinal food and send it over.
Shen Tianci also came over to help. This time he was sincere and didn't mean to cause trouble. The fire in the stove was extremely hot!
Ah You originally planned to come over to see what there was to eat and risk his life to be sent to Xuan Yu Pavilion. Now that someone was helping him to get scolded, he was very happy.
Shen Zhaoning cut the vegetables and ingredients quickly and quickly made several medicinal meals.
Home-cooked dishes will definitely taste a little different if paired with some Chinese herbal medicines used to regulate the stomach and intestines. She has tried her best to make them as delicious as possible.
Ah You couldn't help but praise: "You know a lot, so please send it to the prince quickly, I won't go."
Shen Zhaoning didn't want to go and get scolded, maybe he might not be able to come back: "Why don't you go? I have to go home and take the child to bed!"
Ah You said seriously: "The prince told me to get out. Normally at this time, he wouldn't want to see me until tomorrow morning."
Gee, why is this person like this? His temper is too bad!
She couldn't help but ask Ah You: "Why is your prince so bad-tempered? Why don't you take good care of your body? He is so difficult to take care of."
Ah You defended his prince without hesitation: "Maybe no one taught him how to get along with others gently. The prince is actually a very nice person and treats us very well, but he looks more fierce. He has a stomachache." It's in the cold palace and the military camp..."
It was only after he said it smoothly that he realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said. He quickly shut up and looked around with a guilty conscience. Only when he was sure there was no one else did he feel relieved.
He muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, the prince is very nice. You will know after getting along for a long time. Send him there quickly, otherwise the prince will have a stomachache again later."
Shen Zhaoning didn't ask any more questions, put the food in a food box and took it away, taking his son back on the way.
On the way, she kept thinking about what Ah You said. Jun Beicheng, the former emperor's prince, had lived in the cold palace and then went to the military camp at a young age. He must have suffered a lot.
It seems that the prince may not be born with a blessed life, and Jun Beicheng is the unlucky one. It is no wonder that he has such a cold and suspicious temperament.
Shen Tianci looked at his mother's expression and said tentatively: "Dad, I think the prince is quite good except for being a bit fierce."
This is not a low opinion. The child's perception is very accurate and he knows who is good to him and who is not good to him.
Shen Zhaoning stopped and looked at the little Douding in front of him, also testing: "If you had a father like the prince, would you like him and be happy?"
The little guy rolled his eyes and answered very thoughtfully: "If dad likes it, I will. Anyway, the only person I like the most is you, dad!"
This little clever guy made Shen Zhaoning feel much better after being amused.
After sending her son back, she told him: "Be good, go to bed first, cover your belly so that you don't catch cold, don't eat candied fruits secretly, be careful of rotten teeth."
The little guy entered the house obediently: "I know, dad, go quickly, the food will be cold by now, and the prince will still have a stomachache after eating it!"
The child just disliked her as a nagging mother. The father couldn't speak, but the son knew how to say nice things. The father and son had completely different personalities.
When she arrived at Xuan Yu Pavilion, she was scolded as soon as she entered.
Jun Beicheng looked like a violent Tyrannosaurus rex, exuding a cold and terrifying aura: "Didn't I tell you to get out? Come back to seek death?"
Shen Zhaoning boldly carried the food box in and put out the food: "I'm not looking for death, I'm afraid some people will die from pain. How can I be so grand? If you don't have a stomach, just eat obediently."
She forced the chopsticks into Jun Beicheng's clenched fist: "Have a taste. If it doesn't taste good, you have to eat it. It's good for you. Don't waste food."
The meals are for one person, and the portions are not large. It is not difficult to finish the meal, and she does not impose it on others.
Jun Beicheng looked at the food on the table, and the anger in his heart dissipated inexplicably, but he was still filled with panic.
Shen Zhaoning saw that the hard one didn't work, so he had to use the soft one.
He raised his head and took off the hairpin, and three thousand green hairs poured down. The long black hair supported the fair and petite face.
She held a small, clear crystal bag in her mouth and brought it to Jun Beicheng's mouth.
A pair of wet eyes looked at him, the slightly parted red lips silently invited the man in front of her to taste it, and the blushing face looked like a delicate pink rose.
