Chapter 51
Nonsense, Xia Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes at Shi Yan, isn't this man talking nonsense, yesterday he kept wanting her, can she not be hurt?

"Miss, I'll help you get dressed." Shi Yan took the clothes on the side and dressed Xia Qianxiao one by one, and carried her to wash up.

This day Xia Qianxiao has been nestled in Shi Yan's arms.

As the night approached, Xia Xiaoxiao felt a little more comfortable in her body: "My husband, I want to meet the two people who took me away." Although she didn't meet the legendary Shunzi, she had an intuition that Fang Fei was right for him. She meant no harm.

How could Shi Yan agree to Xia Qianxiao's going to see other people? Xia Qianxiao, who had just experienced human affairs, was a little more charming, and her youthfulness faded away. This kind of style is only for him to see.No one else even thinks about it.

"My lady, it's late, let's rest." Shi Yan parted his red lips lightly, his eyes sparkled with brilliance.

"No, I can't sleep." Xia Qian smiled and protested. If this continues, she will have no freedom at all, and she will turn over and become the master.

"Then let's do something else." Shi Yan said in a low voice, "Lady, let's do what we did yesterday."

"Sir, my whole body still hurts." Xia Qian smiled softly, with aggrieved tone, if she came again, she would really be overwhelmed.

"Ma'am, how about we go to bed?" Shi Yan asked gently in Xia Qianxiao's ear, no matter how much he thought about this little fool, he would consider whether her body could bear it.

"Okay, Mr., let's go to sleep." Xia Qianxiao responded sweetly, can she not agree?Unless she wants to spend her whole life in his arms in the future.

The north is getting colder and colder, and the heavy snow in Shengjing has never stopped. It has been drifting down for more than half a month, and there is still no sign of stopping.

The winter plums in Yanwang Mansion and East Palace bloomed more beautifully, but there were no plum admirers.

Xia Qianyao wore a black robe and a black Chinese fur coat, with a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and sharp eyes.In just half a month, this great summer's proud son has lost his previous carelessness, like a sharp sword, ready to strike at any time, he no longer hides his brilliance.

The great eunuch next to Emperor Xia Wen took a cautious look at Xia Qianyao, then lowered his head again. The son of King Yan is already hard to see through. He used to be careless and easy-going with his relatives, but now he has a smell around him. Dead despair.

"Eunuch Li, let's go here." Xia Qianyao's voice was also dead silent. In the past half a month, he has won the title of hell devil in the court.For those who opposed the Yan Palace, the cruel methods were outrageous. The ministers clearly knew that he did it, but they couldn't find a trace of evidence.Emperor Xia Wen also turned a blind eye to this, and let the officials quarrel in the court.

"Your Majesty, Xueda, I will give you an umbrella." The personal eunuch opened the purple umbrella in Zhaiwei's hand.

"No need." Those two short words already showed his attitude.Xiao Zhuozi had no choice but to put away the umbrella.

The fourth prince was dressed in purple and rich fur, with fair skin, sharp corners on his face, and a gloomy look in his dark eyes.

The two passed each other in the winding corridor. Xia Qianyao's eyes were as sharp as eagles. This is the person my sister is looking for. The fourth prince will not be my sister's lover.He would rather his younger sister live in the East Palace, and become the mother of the world in the future, and become as full of calculations as those women in the palace, rather than become the fourth concubine.

"Prince Yan, please stay." The fourth prince stopped the man in black and rich fur. If he recruited him into his subordinates, would he have a greater chance of becoming emperor in the future?

"What's the matter with the fourth prince?" Xia Qianyao's voice was mixed with hatred. Yes, he hated. If he hadn't wanted to get married, how could his sister run away from home? Now that his whereabouts are unknown, how could his father be seriously ill.

"My palace is going to go to war tomorrow. Doesn't the prince of Yan have anything to say?" The fourth prince didn't mind his attitude. Everyone in the court knew that after the king of Yan became seriously ill, the prince's temperament changed drastically.

"Then Qianyao is here to wish the fourth prince never to return." Xia Qianyao opened her thin lips lightly, spit out what he wanted to say most, and at the same time gave him a provocative look.

The fourth prince's complexion changed, his gloomy eyes were sullen, and finally he snorted coldly and walked away.

Xia Qianyao looked at his back and sneered.

King Yan's Mansion, Qing Anju, the master bedroom.King Yan's spirit is better today, with a smile on his handsome face, Uncle Zhong stands behind him and combs his hair.

"Uncle Zhong, do I look better like this?" King Yan asked the old man behind him. These days, he has been staying in Qing'anju to take care of his health and dare not visit his daughter because he is afraid that she will think he is not handsome enough.

"My lord is good-looking no matter what." The old man's face was full of wrinkles, his bloodshot eyes were full of tears, the prince hadn't come back yet, how could he stop the lord from going to Nuanyu Pavilion.

Xia Qianyao stood outside the door, flicking the snow on her body, and walked in tall and straight: "Father, are you better?" He pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and forced a little smile.

"It's much better." Seeing that it was his son, King Yan nodded with a smile. These days when he fell ill, his son must have worked hard.

"Qian Yao, go to Nuanyu Pavilion with your father to see your sister." King Yan stood up from the chair. His daughter can only stay in Nuanyu Pavilion in winter. He, the father, has not seen her for a long time. she is gone.

"Father, if you behave like this, my sister will laugh at you." Xia Qianyao's desperation disappeared, and he seemed to be as careless as before. He was still the old playboy who only knew how to eat, drink and play.

King Yan was puzzled, what happened to him like this?
Xia Qianyao smiled and pointed to her cheek: "Yesterday my sister joked that my brother is not as good-looking as before. Father, if you go now, my sister will definitely be unhappy."

King Yan stood in front of the bronze mirror again and looked at himself inside. What his son said was right, but now his face is gray and emaciated, and his daughter will be sad if he sees it.

He hesitated for a while, and told Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, I'm hungry, I want to eat well." In such a tone, my daughter used to say that, as long as he was busy with official duties, the daughter would say to Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong, The father is hungry, and he needs to eat well.

"Okay, okay, the slave will go down to prepare, and the prince will also eat with the prince." Uncle Zhong nodded in relief, and the prince finally agreed to have a good meal.

At night, Xia Qianyao returned to Nuanshui Pavilion, and the snowflakes outside kept falling.He stood alone in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit Nuanyu Pavilion opposite, feeling sore in his heart.

The little eunuch ran in from the outside: "My lord, there is someone outside the palace begging to see him, saying that he is your old friend."

Xia Qianyao frowned, old friend?His old friends had become strangers to King Yan when he was seriously ill, so who else would come to King Yan's mansion?
(End of this chapter)

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