What kind of bad thoughts can my grandpa have?

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He is the emperor's son!The future emperor!

Yuan Xiaoyan's mind was buzzing, he didn't notice Xun Yuandao's louder laugh at all, his little mind was full of thoughts: he actually saw the people in the palace!Meet real royalty!Meet the present-day His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

So he was confused, and with a 'bang', he knelt down directly to Ying Qihong.

Knees hit the ground with a bang.

Nan Fengjing's face turned dark immediately.

Yuan Xiaoyan didn't care about that much, he knelt on the ground with his head on the ground and his hands on the ground, and the timid posture of the common people could be seen at a glance.He is neither aristocratic nor wealthy, but an unknown suburban peasant. He thought that he would never see the royal family in this life. At this moment, the reverence and awe, fear and panic in his heart are constantly alternating.

"Miss Yuan, get up." Ying Qihong noticed Nan Fengjing's expression, and said calmly, "I'm just an ordinary person who came to the temple fair today, not some prince. Miss Yuan doesn't need to salute to me."

Xun Yuandao also added a note on the side: "That's right, and there is nothing to salute with this kid, don't worry too much."

Yuan Xiaoyan pursed his lips, a little unsure whether he could really get up, quietly raised his head to take a look, but saw Nan Fengjing glaring at him, his face as dark as ink.

Yuan Xiaoyan's heart skipped a beat, and he panicked even more.

Did he do something wrong?

Yuan Xiaoyan was terrified by Nan Fengjing's face, because he didn't know what he did wrong, after the meal, he almost didn't dare to vent his anger, just lowered his head, silently eating the dish in front of him ——The blue waves are red.

The name of the dish is gaudy, but it is actually a few flowers carved from carrots on the lettuce.

Yuan Xiaoyan ate vegetables silently, one after another, after a while, the lettuce was gone, and there were only three decorative flowers carved from carrots left on the plate.

Yuan Xiaoyan made a bitter face.

His stomach wasn't full yet, but because he was sitting a little far away, the other dishes were a little far away from him, and the other three people on the table were chatting about things he didn't understand, Yuan Xiaoyan didn't want his behavior Being noticed, he was also afraid of embarrassing Nan Fengjing, so he didn't dare to extend his chopsticks to pick up vegetables.

Yuan Xiaoyan felt a little helpless, quietly put down his chopsticks, and sat quietly.

But Xun Yuandao, who was sitting not far from Yuan Xiaoyan, noticed Yuan Xiaoyan's actions. He smiled lightly, leaned over and asked Yuan Xiaoyan, "Miss Yuan, are you happy for dessert?"

Yuan Xiaoyan looked at him inexplicably, and nodded.

"Coincidentally, Xun also likes it." Xun Yuandao said, bringing a plate of sweet jujube cake in front of Yuan Xiaoyan to Yuan Xiaoyan, "But if a beauty likes it, Xun will definitely give it to her with love."

Yuan Xiaoyan looked at the pastry in front of him, and then at Xun Yuandao's playful smile, he immediately understood what he meant, and smiled with gratitude, "Thank you."

"No thanks, I'm extremely honored." Xun Yuandao showed his graciousness and succeeded, smiling all over, the spring was shining brightly, and the feather fan in his hand was shaking like a breeze.

Yuan Xiaoyan smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and was about to pick up the pastry, but Nan Fengjing had already picked up a piece of sweet date cake for him, and put it into his bowl.

Xun Yuandao watched this scene, and the smile on his face deepened.

Even Ying Qihong couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Yuan Xiaoyan was slightly taken aback, he didn't understand what Nan Fengjing meant by this move, so he took a sneak peek at Nan Fengjing, seeing Nan Fengjing's usual expression, he was slightly relieved, thanked him softly, and ate slowly up.

After eating one piece, Nan Fengjing took another piece for him.

Yuan Xiaoyan ate again.

After eating the second piece, Nan Fengjing put another piece of pastry into his bowl.

Yuan Xiaoyan: "..."

In fact, he was a little tired of eating.

Staring at the sweet cake in the bowl, Yuan Xiaoyan really didn't want to take away Nan Fengjing's kindness. Of course, the main reason was that he didn't dare, so he had to eat it again.

Who knew that after the last bite, Nan Fengjing helped him pick up a piece of sweet cake again.

This is the fourth piece!

The business of Jukelou is real, and the sweet cakes served are big and big. After eating one piece, they are basically half full. Yuan Xiaoyan quietly stroked his stuffed stomach, and his face Faintly brought some embarrassment.

He swallowed, but Yuan Xiaoyan still moved his chopsticks, and reluctantly ate the sweet cake in the bowl into his stomach.

It was about to kill him.

After eating this piece of pastry, Yuan Xiaoyan frowned directly, and the sweetness in his mouth was even greasy, as if even the breath he exhaled tasted like sweet dates.

Suppressing the discomfort in my stomach, I thought it was the fourth piece, and Nan Fengjing would probably stop, but who knew that this guy actually extended his chopsticks to the plate of sweet cakes again.

Yuan Xiaoyan stared at the pair of evil chopsticks and the sweet cake held by the evil chopsticks, and was about to cry.

Fortunately, when Nan Fengjing put the sweet cake into Yuan Xiaoyan's bowl, he finally noticed something wrong with his expression, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yuan Xiaoyan looked bitterly at the fifth piece of sweet cake in the bowl, so sad that he wanted to leave his hometown and seek a new life from then on.He leaned against Nan Fengjing, lowered his voice, and whispered, "I'm full."

Don't pinch it anymore, he can't eat it anymore!

"Then do you still eat this piece?" Nan Fengjing asked again.

Yuan Xiaoyan shook his head in embarrassment, "I can't eat it."

Nan Fengjing let out a 'huh', picked up the chopsticks, directly picked up the pastry in Yuan Xiaoyan's bowl, and took a big bite.

Yuan Xiaoyan was startled, he didn't expect that Nan Fengjing would eat the pastries in his bowl so naturally.

"Master, you..." Yuan Xiaoyan looked at Nan Fengjing's calm appearance, he hesitated to speak.

It suddenly occurred to him that Nan Fengjing really didn't mind sharing the tableware with him. Last time, Nan Fengjing just used the spoon he had eaten so nonchalantly.

Obviously he is the son of the prime minister with such a distinguished status.

Yuan Xiaoyan was very surprised, the identities of the two were very different, why didn't Nan Fengjing care at all?Doesn't Nan Fengjing despise him, or does Nan Fengjing treat other people the same way?

Could it be because, in front of outsiders, Nan Fengjing deliberately did it in order to pretend to be a fiancé couple with him?

Yuan Xiaoyan couldn't understand what Nan Fengjing was thinking.

After the meal and tea were full, it was almost time to set off the fireworks at the temple fair, and the few people left the banquet and walked out of the Juke building.

When it was time, Yuan Xiaoyan realized that His Royal Highness was indeed His Royal Highness, and the guards inside and outside were almost as good as people in a restaurant.

Because the battle was too big, Yuan Xiaoyan didn't dare to wander around, and followed Nan Fengjing step by step, and everyone soon came to the most lively place of the temple fair.

Because Ying Qihong has the aura of a prince who is a winner in life, the officials in charge of the temple fair immediately arranged for him the best place to enjoy the fireworks.The accompanying Nan Fengjing and Xun Yuandao naturally followed, Yuan Xiaoyan was about to lose his mind again, should he also follow?

But this time, before he could be dazed for a while, Juanzi had already pushed him from behind.

In order to avoid Yuan Xiaoyan's embarrassment, Juanzi came prepared this time.She stood on the right side of Yuan Xiaoyan, supported Yuan Xiaoyan with one hand, and pushed him forward with the other, just like an old man driving a cow, supporting and helping Yuan Xiaoyan, and kept driving Yuan Xiaoyan forward, for fear that Yuan Xiaoyan would The delayed team lost.

Ying Qihong was walking ahead, just turned around and saw this scene, couldn't help laughing, and asked Nan Fengjing next to him in a low voice, "Where did you find this person?"

Naturally, Nan Fengjing knew who the 'this person' Ying Qihong was talking about, so he looked back at Yuan Xiaoyan and replied, "I picked it up."