A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 865

Yin Heng didn't say any more.

He knew that she had always been very assertive, not hiding behind him, but a woman who wanted to walk side by side with him.And his original intention has never changed, he will not veto or obstruct the decision she made, he will only advance and retreat with her.

When he didn't speak, Meng Yan knew that he agreed.

At this time, a white gap was slightly opened in the sky, and a little glimmer of light overflowed.In the twilight, there is a hint of rosy glow.

The early bird leaves its nest and flies away to look for food.

Sleeping people in every household gradually woke up from their sleep, and some people's windows lit up dimly.

On the streets at dawn, there are also people who make a living going out to the streets early to set up their pavements.

When Meng Yan and Yin Heng passed by, they saw a morning food stall set up on the side of the road, and bursts of steam and white mist drifted out from the shed, mixed with the fresh scent of breakfast, drifting far away.

The owner of this breakfast stall is an old couple. They have a tacit division of labor and are harmonious and orderly. It looks like they have been running the business together for many years.

Seeing this, Meng Yan couldn't help thinking of the pair of old man and woman selling sweet soup that she and Yin Heng met in the streets and alleys when they were in Yingyang City.

She suddenly felt a little hungry, and dragged Yin Heng to the breakfast stall, picked up a fairly clean table and sat down.

The old lady smiled and asked, "What would you like to eat, my little husband and wife?"

Such a title made Meng Yan feel inexplicably kind.She turned her head to look at Yin Heng, and asked with a smile, "What would you like to eat?"

Yin Heng's face is ordinary, but Meng Yan can see that he seems to be useful.He said: "You decide."

So Meng Yan ordered two bowls of glutinous rice balls.

The old lady and her wife began to cook glutinous rice balls.

Once the dawn of this gradually approaching summer breaks, the light will open very quickly.

There are glutinous rice balls floating and boiling in the pot, which look soft and white, and the glutinous fragrance on the surface lingers for a long time.

After two bowls of glutinous rice balls were brought to the table, Meng Yan scooped up one with a spoon and tasted it.She took a small bite, only to feel that her mouth was full of sweetness, and the sesame stuffing inside overflowed, black and oily.

Yin Heng looked at her expression, as if she was eating delicious food from the world.

He said: "If you like it, let the family do it often."

Meng Yan smiled and said with squinted eyes: "I just think it's very fresh, and I seldom come to this street for breakfast before. Besides, the glutinous rice balls are really good, please try it soon, sir."

Yin Heng looked again at the half of glutinous rice balls with stuffing flowing out of her spoon, and then at the ones in his own bowl, noncommittal.

Meng Yan understood, and immediately fed him what was in her spoon.

He tasted the remaining half and raised his eyebrows.

"Is it delicious?" Meng Yan asked.

He replied: "Delicious."

It's still early at the moment, but there are sporadic customers coming to this breakfast stall for breakfast.And when they greeted the old couple in a friendly and casual manner, they seemed to be familiar with each other.

Later, as the number of pedestrians on the street increased, a sedan chair stopped next to the breakfast stall, and a person got out of the sedan chair and grabbed his sleeves to eat breakfast here.

Yan Shouzhen came in and was about to find a place to sit down, when he saw Yin Heng and Meng Yan when he raised his eyes, he was stunned and said hello: "Good morning, both of you."

Yin Heng said: "You are also very early."

Yan Shouzhen saw that there were scattered guests at other tables and there was no place to sit, so he asked the old lady to cook him a breakfast and he took it into the sedan chair to eat.

Meng Yan said: "If you don't mind, please sit here."

Yan Shouzhen looked at Yin Heng, and said, "Why don't you bother you too much?" He sat down on the other side of the table while talking politely.

Yin Heng said: "I would be embarrassed if it were me."

Yan Shouzhen: "..." Now, he suddenly felt that his bench was a little hot, and he didn't want to continue sitting or get up.

Meng Yan glanced at Yin Heng.

Yin Heng said again: "But my wife invites you to sit down, so you can sit down."

Yan Shouzhen said with a dry smile, "Thank you, thank you."

Meng Yan looked at the sedan chair and several followers outside the shed, and asked, "Is Master Yan doing business?"

Yan Shouzhen said: "Oh, don't you want to go to the early morning court, come by and have some breakfast."

Meng Yan said, "Then why isn't your lord wearing an official robe?"

Yan Shouzhen: "In the sedan chair, just put it on before entering the palace. Isn't the prince also wearing court clothes?"

Yin Heng said: "I won't put the court clothes in the sedan chair and go back to the palace to change after eating."

Yan Shouzhen was silent, and said: "Then the lord came here for breakfast?"

Yin Heng said: "Can't you?"

Yan Shouzhen: "...it's very good."

Afterwards, Meng Yan and Yin Heng finished their meal and took the lead to leave.

Yan Shouzhen asked for a bowl of glutinous rice balls too, and the old lady served him hot.

He couldn't help but glanced at the backs of the two who were leaving, and thought that the Yinwu Prince's Mansion was not close to this street, if he came here for breakfast, he should leave before dawn.

Early this morning, Jingyun reported to him about the presence of the Faceless Assassin on the street, and so many officers and soldiers returned without success after working all night.

Is it too coincidental that King Wu of Yin is strolling in the street before dawn again?
It's just that he just thought about it this way, and then he took a spoon and ate the glutinous rice balls.

He thought again, the emperor will definitely get angry this morning, don't be late for a while, otherwise he might become the target of the emperor to vent his anger.

How King Yin Wu is has nothing to do with him.But from a certain point of view, he was absolutely unwilling to see something happen to the palace.

On the way back, Meng Yan looked at Yin Heng, and said: "This Dali Temple Qingyan is a good person, and he has helped us a lot intentionally or unintentionally in the past, so why should my husband be aggressive with him?"

Yin Heng said: "Is there any, I chat with him normally."

Meng Yan said: "But I think you can talk to death better than Chongyi."

Yin Heng took her hand and walked into the alley where the palace was located, and said: "The husband and wife have breakfast, why is he here to join in the fun, no wonder he has been an official for many years and still can't marry his wife."

It was just now that the stall was served earlier, and since Yan Shouzhen appeared and sat down at the table with Meng Yan, Meng Yan never heard him call him "Xianggong".

Hmph, is there anyone more unsightly than Dali Siqing?

Meng Yan: "..."

Meng Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "I heard that Lord Yan is too pragmatic and has no intention of starting a family, so he hasn't married yet. If I remember well, King Yin Wu was also among those who couldn't marry a wife."

Yin Heng stopped talking and led her into the house.

After returning to the room to change, Meng Yan turned around and went to the closet to fetch his neatly folded court clothes, opened them and hung them on the hangers.

She turned her head and walked up to Yin Heng, stretched out her hand and gently untied his belt, passing her hand around his waist from time to time, as if she wanted to hug him but didn't.

Yin Heng felt that it was so ticklish, so he simply fished her over and hugged her.

Meng Yan buried her head in his arms, said with a low smile, "I'm going to be late."

(End of this chapter)