Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

In the study, Yan Rongzhen put down his pen and ink, put the written official documents aside, and asked casually: "Tell me, what did my precious Yuan'er do today?"

In front of the desk, a figure kneeling and leaning over replied: "His Royal Highness, what Mr. Fu did today is the same as the previous few days, but today the prefect and Youemon's sons came to the building. Speech harsh words to Mr. Fu."

Hearing this, Yan Rongzhen frowned, "What did you say?"

The tone of the person above was calm, unable to distinguish emotions, but the low-lying figure trembled slightly, "Say, Mr. Fu is just a joke, and you should put yourself in the right place."

"Then what is Yuan'er's reaction?" According to the past, it should have been swearing at him, and then ran back to the mansion to complain to him. After suffering such a great humiliation today, he is still silent at this time, Yan Rongzhen is a little puzzled .

"Mr. Fu didn't lose his temper, let alone quarrel with him. Instead, he showed his attitude and alienated those young masters." The implication was that he would never associate with him again in the future.

Yan Rongzhen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "This is really strange."

"Back off." He waved his hand.

But the subordinate was a little hesitant, he stood upright but still hadn't left, he took the courage to say hesitantly after a while: "I heard from the accompanying young man that He Qiuyan, Mr. He, invite, invite Mr. Fu to Chunfeng building."

"What a son of Youemon, you are really presumptuous!" Yan Rongzhen raised his brows coldly, and was immediately furious.He stared at his subordinate who was trembling like chaff, waiting for him to say the next sentence, if Fu Yuan really agreed to He Qiuyan's invitation, then he would definitely break his legs, and he would be locked up in the palace from now on, and he would never be able to step out of the mansion again. step!

When he succeeds, he will be thrown to the wolf dogs, and he will disappear from this world ever since!If Fu Yuan dared to put such a big hat on him as the Ninth Prince, he should know the consequences.

Seeing that Yan Rongzhen was angry, the subordinate hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Your Highness, Mr. Fu was not tempted by He Qiuyan, but refused without hesitation, and went upstairs to read the account book."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Rongzhen's face softened a little, and he heard a voice outside the door, "Your Highness, Mr. Fu is back."

Today, Fu Yuan is in a good mood. Although life in the mansion is comfortable, the unchanging time will only slowly wear down his character, turning him into a frog boiled in warm water. Fu Yuan doesn't like this, like this every day The days when he went out every day, and then returned to the mansion to meet Yan Rongzhen, was what he wanted in his heart.

Although it is not completely free, but there is not too much restraint, and there are people who accompany him to eat, Fu Yuan expressed his satisfaction.

The tall figure of Yan Rongzhen had just walked out of the door of the study, and he had a face-to-face meeting with the returned Qian Yuan, and before he had time to say anything, he felt a warmth close to him.

The faint pine fragrance penetrated into Yan Rongzhen's nose, which made him involuntarily sniff it.

Seeing the two embracing each other, the surrounding servants all lowered their heads, secretly sighing at the sweet atmosphere between His Highness and Mr. Fu.

Yan Rongzhen embraced Fu Yuan, and the touch in his hands made him feel a little at ease and at ease. For some reason, he felt that Fu Yuan looked at him with bright eyes today, like a snow rabbit he raised in the past. Extraordinarily well-behaved, but also pleasing.

As it is now, if Fu Yuan made any request to him, Yan Rongzhen thought that he would not refuse.

"How happy is Yuan'er outside today?" Thinking of what his subordinates told him just now, Yan Rongzhen asked calmly.

"En." Fu Yuan nodded, leaving aside today's episode, everything went well.

Just this one word?Yan Rongzhen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't ask further.

When eating, Fu Yuan declined the serving maid, and took the initiative to pick up dishes for Yan Rongzhen, and didn't stop chopsticks until the Ninth Prince's bowl was too full.

Fu Yuan had a great appetite, and after serving Yan Rongzhen the food, he forgot him aside, his eyes were only on the delicacies on the table, his mouth kept moving, he looked more and more like a rabbit.

During these days, Fu Yuan's heartlessness does not seem to be fake, Yan Rongzhen thought, this is also good, it suits him better than before, but there is one more thing, he wants to hear Fu Yuan's opinion .

"Soon it will be the annual Chiefs' Day, Yuan'er still remember?"

Fu Yuan paused, seemed to think for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't remember."

Yan Rongzhen was happy to explain to him, but his phoenix eyes were fixed on Qian Yuan's face, "As the name suggests, it is a competition for chief executives, both inside and outside the city, anyone who thinks they are talented and beautiful can participate, and No. He will be given the title of Chief of Beiyuan by the emperor." At that time, no matter whether it is a talented young lady in the boudoir or a geisha in the Goulan courtyard, they will not let go of this opportunity.

But hearing this matter in Fu Yuan's ears, he only complained that the emperor still cares about this matter, and he is free.

Seeing Fu Yuan's calm expression, Yan Rongzhen was a little surprised. The Chief Leader's Day is one of the few festivals in Beiyuan in a year, and there is a national holiday on that day, and all the subjects of the whole country yearn for it. Come and see the beauty of the beauty.

The craziest thing among them is these Qianyuan people. Most of them have a status and status higher than that of ordinary people. Maybe after the competition, they can meet with beauties by chance and create a good story.

Fu Yuan didn't look excited at all, Yan Rongzhen saw it, and a sense of joy inevitably rose in his heart. When he learned that Fu Yuan was invited to visit the flower house, he really gave up.

It's just that Youemon's son, he wrote it down.

"Then when is the Chief Leader's Day?"

"In winter plum season, the competition starts with full quota."

Han Mei, it sounded very cold, Fu Yuan couldn't help shrinking back, it was not too late, so he said to Yan Rongzhen: "If Your Highness is interested, Fu Yuan will accompany you."

"Oh? Yuan'er is not interested?"

"I'm naturally curious, but it's much more important to Fu Yuan to be by His Highness's side than this unprecedented leader's day." Fu Yuan replied, seeing Yan Rongzhen put down the bowl and chopsticks, he knew that the other party was eating. When he was full, he walked over spontaneously and let him hug himself in his lap.

He has now understood the attraction between Qianyuan and Kunze, and he also knows that Yan Rongzhen is probably very sticky with him because his letter date is approaching.

Seeing that Yan Rongzhen liked his taste, not necessarily him, Fu Yuan was a little sad, but he didn't know what he was hurting.

Yan Rongzhen buried his head on Fu Yuan's chest, and didn't notice the look that flashed in Qian Yuan's eyes. He endured the restlessness in his body, and said that Fu Yuan was more able to say things to please him than before. Sweet talk.

"Okay then, when Chief's Day comes, I'll take Yuaner to broaden my horizons."

"Okay." Fu Yuan replied softly.

In fact, he could already imagine the crowds of people during the leader contest, and if he went there, he might only be able to look at the back of his head, so he might as well stay in the mansion and feed the birds.

Besides, Fu Yuan never liked to join in the fun, and crowded places would make him feel bored, but if Yan Rongzhen asked, he thought he could bear it.