Seeing someone grabbing him by the back collar, he ostensibly struggled to escape, but in fact he quietly untied his clothes and moved up and down. When he noticed that King Yan's hand was so loose, he immediately pulled his neck downwards, The golden cicada shed its shell and escaped quickly.
King Yan felt the force of the pull on each other's hands suddenly loosen, and he subconsciously tugged, but it was in vain. When he looked again, his nephew had run away a few meters away. , leaving only a coat floating in the breeze in his hand, and the king of Yan himself was messy in the wind.
Princess Jin laughed so hard that her stomach ached, and Princess Zhou couldn't help laughing. The Crown Princess pursed her lips and apologized for her son: "This kid is so naughty..."
King Yan waved his hands stiffly: "It's okay. As adults, we don't have to worry about children."
He felt depressed in his heart, and he had to turn this situation around. As soon as he took a nap, God sent a pillow to him the next day.
King Yan and his wife had worked hard these past two days, and naturally they had achieved great results. At this time, King Yan also became a frequent visitor to the Qianqing Palace, which usually only allowed the East Palace to enter and exit.
Before noon that day, he delivered the completed official documents to his father as usual. As soon as he turned around, he saw the chief chamberlain scolding a young chamberlain with a whisk in his hand.
Looking at the ground again, my dear, Dad's favorite jade paperweight fell to pieces.
King Yan couldn't bear it, so he walked closer and asked, "Why are you so careless?"
When the chamberlain saw him coming, he hurriedly bowed to greet him and said, "Isn't that true? This little brat is so careless that he broke something. Fortunately, it was not the one that the emperor liked best, but the one given by Shang Gong Bureau." The imitations came..."
King Yan's brows moved slightly: "Ah? Imitation?"
The chief chamberlain said: "That's right, otherwise how could this little brat survive?"
King Yan lowered his head to look at the jade paperweight on the ground, but he didn't notice any difference from the one his father used to use: "It looks very similar to me."
The head chamberlain said: "If it doesn't look like it, how dare the Shang Palace Bureau send it here?"
And because he was familiar with King Yan, he said a few more words: "This thing is exquisite and exquisite, and the carving is meticulous, but it is fragile. The emperor really liked it, so he ordered the Shang Palace Bureau to make several imitations and use them to reward the kings. The palace bureau had just sent a sample, so they told this kid to smash it by mistake. Fortunately, the emperor had seen it, otherwise..."
King Yan's thoughts moved slightly and he motioned to him about the fragments on the ground: "Are you two the only ones who know about this?"
The head chamberlain was slightly startled.
King Yan already knew the answer. He bent down to put away the remains of the jade paperweight, and patted the young chamberlain on the shoulder: "Okay, I will take care of this for you, and I will do more work in the future." Be careful, your fate may not be so good next time!"
After saying that, he entered Qianqing Palace with his hands behind his back.
As the eldest son of the East Palace and the eldest grandson of the emperor of the Tian family, Ying Geer also has a place in the Qianqing Palace. However, because King Yan has been living in the palace with other kings recently and often goes to and from the Qianqing Palace, it is also Got a bed for lunch break.
It was already approaching lunch at that time, and King Yan expected that his father would definitely leave some food and follow the policy specified by his mother, which would be followed by a nap...
He saw the opportunity and quietly stuffed the torn jade paperweight under his eldest nephew's mattress.
In order to scare him, I specially stole a thin book that my nephew often read and clamped it, creating a moment of reading fascination. I didn't even take it to the bed, and then accidentally pressed it. Broken illusion.
Brother Ying didn't notice at all.
With a sense of pride that his plan had succeeded, King Yan lay down on his bed, but his eyes were fixed on Brother Ying in the adjacent small hall.
Why isn't he sleeping yet?
Why aren't you sleeping yet?
Still not sleeping?
Not sleeping?
Sleepzzzzzz……
King Yan didn't wait until his eldest nephew fell asleep, but the biological clock he had developed recently worked. The eldest nephew was eating well at his age, but he still worked overtime and stayed up late!
His eyelids trembled sleepily a few times, and he fell asleep.
Zhu Di watched his fourth uncle fall asleep, and then he gently took out the thin book hidden under his mattress, glanced at the things inside, and then tiptoed out of bed. , picked up the teapot and walked slowly towards King Yan...
…
King Yan woke up from his sleep. After opening his eyes, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
broken!
Why did you fall asleep? !
Did Brother Ying find out that the jade paperweight was broken?
He propped his elbows on the bed, turned over and sat up——
At this moment, he heard a crisp "click" sound coming from underneath him.
King Yan: "..."
King Yan: “…………
What b movement.
Immediately pull the quilt to cover yourself tightly.
Chapter 169
At this moment, the computing speed of King Yan's brain reached its peak.
What was that sound?
It seems like something was crushed?
Damn it can't be——
A guess appeared in his mind, and he saw the eldest nephew over there bouncing up from the collapse like a corpse, but without saying a word, he came straight to him, with a kind of expression on his face. The smile that looks friendly but is actually cunning: "Ah, what a coincidence!"
"Uncle Fourth, are you awake too?"
King Yan: "..."
The skin smiles but the flesh does not smile.jpg.
Without saying a word, his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking quickly - what was it that was being suppressed by him?
The piece of broken jade paperweight that she had secretly hidden under his quilt?
When did this kid move here?
etc.
If that's the case, there's nothing terrible about it!
After all, he knew that the jade paperweight was fake!
That is to say, Brother Ying didn't know, so he felt that he had the advantage.
When King Yan thought of this, his mind suddenly relaxed, his eyebrows stretched, he slowly sat up and said, "Yes, what a coincidence, Brother Ying, are you awake too?"
"Yeah, yeah, I don't know how the people down there do things to make the earth dragon so hot."
Zhu Di complained softly while agreeing with him, and fanned the wind with the thin book in his hand.
With just such a movement, a few pieces of jade fell out from the pages of the book.
He seemed to be shocked, and subconsciously took a few steps back: "What is this?! It looks like a jade article? Fourth uncle is well-informed, do you want to come and take a look?"
King Yan: "..."
Ah this?
Then he slowly lay back down.
Pull up the quilt and cover yourself tightly.
The broken jade I prepared is still there, so what is the thing that I crushed now?
Damn it, the eldest nephew didn’t bring the real thing over, right? !
When King Yan thought of this, he was so startled that he started to sweat. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he also felt a little damp under his body.
When I thought about it again, I felt that something was not quite right - how did this kid know that he was going to use the jade paperweight to tease him?
Does he really dare to stroke the old man's beard?
King Yan thought about it like this, but he didn't dare to come to a conclusion for a while. He was trapped in the bed as if he had been cast a spell, and was in a dilemma.
Pian Zhudi came over at this moment, and said with false concern: "Fourth uncle, why don't you get up? I think the palace people in the side hall have already dried the tea. My nephew will come with you to drink it." ?”
King Yan: "..."
King Yan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, walking on thin ice, or facing an abyss: "I still want to lie down for a while, you go first."
The concern on Zhu Di's face grew stronger: "Fourth uncle, are you okay? I think your face doesn't look good? Do you want to send someone to ask an imperial doctor to take a look?"
King Yan was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the collapse: "No need! I'm fine, I'm fine. Brother Ying, go ahead. I'll come back later."
Zhu Di chuckled twice, not only did he not leave, but sat down on the edge of his bed: "I see that Fourth Uncle's face is red, it doesn't look like everything is okay!"
He tentatively reached out to pull the quilt covering King Yan.
King Yan suddenly used his strength to snatch back the corner of the quilt, gritted his teeth and said, "Little bastard, what do you want?!"
Zhu Di leaned forward a little and said with bad intentions: "This matter is difficult to say, but easy to say. Fourth uncle only needs to say to me, 'I lost'."
When King Yan heard what he said, he knew that what happened today must be the deliberate design of this little brat. He was really filled with hatred for a moment. As for what this kid said, just say "I lost." --joke!
Men from the Huangfu family will never admit defeat!
King Yan grabbed the quilt tightly, cocked his neck and stared at the eldest nephew in front of him, like a fighting rooster, his whole body was on guard.
Zhu Di didn't confront him head-on at all. When he saw this, he immediately pulled his neck and started shaking him: "Dad? Dad?! Come and see, my fourth uncle is lying in bed and can't get up. Is he sick? Dad?" !”
King Yan: "..."
King Yan subconsciously wanted to stop him, but the kid was so far away that he had to get up if he wanted to catch him.
Once you get up, you can't hide what's underneath you!
King Yan's face turned red, but he couldn't do anything about him. What's even more frightening is that he really summoned the prince!
The prince had just woken up from his nap. When he heard the noise and came over to take a look, he saw his younger brother lying on the collapse, his face twisted, as if he was struggling to get up but was unable to do anything.
The prince was startled: "What's going on?" He was about to send someone to the imperial doctor.
King Yan grabbed his brother's sleeve: "No! Brother, I'm fine!"
The prince glanced at his son suspiciously.
Zhu Di looked innocent.
