I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

Yan Yun turned his head, originally intending to scold him, but seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing out: "Did you escape from disaster?"

Xingfeng made a bow and replied sincerely: "I haven't used this dog hole for a long time, I think it has accumulated dust, and the prince laughed."

After a little explanation, Xingfeng still did not forget the business: "My son, the emperor asked me to ask you if there is any progress in the collection of criminal evidence. The sixth prince has already started to make changes."

No wonder I didn't see Xiao Yiran for a day, it turned out that he was out to make trouble, Yan Yun thought to himself that Xiao Yiran still didn't trust him enough, it seemed that he had to speed up the progress.

"Understood, you tell the emperor to let him make arrangements early, and I will be on standby at any time."

"Yes."

Uncharacteristically, Xing Feng did not leave immediately, but looked at Yan Yun, hesitant to speak.

"Why don't you leave? I think your night clothes are not eye-catching enough?" Yan Yun really couldn't figure out why Xing Feng had to wear a night clothes when the sky was bright and bright.

"During the mission last night, in order to replace it in time, I came to see the prince directly while the sixth prince was away."

After finishing speaking, Xingfeng said anxiously: "My son, it is important to catch the sixth prince, but don't involve yourself in it."

Speaking of this, Xingfeng didn't know how to speak, he was anxious to find a euphemism.

"Is it really as the servants in this mansion said, the son is really kind?"

Finally finished the whole sentence intermittently, Xingfeng exhaled subconsciously, as if he had finally lifted a heavy burden, he always kept in mind the entrustment of the old concubine and the old prince, and took good care of the prince, if there was something wrong with the prince and the prince, he I really don't know what to do.

Yan Yun finally understood what Xingfeng wanted to express, he stared at Xingfeng who was blushing and joked: "You have been with me for so many years, you still don't know what is good about this son?"

Yan Yun thinks that he is a man whose orientation is too normal to be normal. Although he has been busy with state affairs in his previous life and did not have time to find one or two female friends to accompany him, he is not a manly man.

"I really don't know..." Xing Feng thought about it seriously, and suddenly realized that he had never seen a woman beside Shizi Yan.

Before being reborn, Yan Yun was not as flirtatious as the children of other aristocratic families, but spent all day in the military camp chatting with a group of old men.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Yan Shizi was not normal, his eyes widened immediately, and he said with some fear: "My son! The sixth prince is not a good man, please don't do stupid things!"

Listening to Xingfeng's more and more outrageous words, Yan Yun couldn't help feeling his head grow a few more times. He stopped the loss in time and regretted joking with Xingfeng, and then said seriously: "Okay, okay, I'm teasing you, this son is oriented. normal."

At this time, Yan Yun deeply understood a truth, never joke with honest people.

"Go back quickly, Bao Buqi, when did the Sixth Prince suddenly come back?" Yan Yun seized the time and began to search in Xiao Yiran's bedroom again, but still found nothing, there was nothing on the bedside.

Yan Yun began to think about where to start, and suddenly remembered the clay pot in the vegetable garden.

According to Xiang Tao, the first story is indeed a bit unreliable, Xiao Yiran is like that, it is not a person who loves children at first sight.

There is probably some ulterior secret hidden in that jar.

The sky had already darkened, and there was no sign of Xiao Yiran coming back.

Yan Yun decided to sneak into the vegetable garden at night to see what was in that pot.

There were not many servants in the palace, and the vegetable garden was even less visited at ordinary times, and it was even more empty at night.

Yan Yun came and went freely along the way, without encountering any obstacles.

The wind was a bit strong tonight, and the crabapple trees in the garden were blown rustlingly, layer after layer of tree shadows swayed, and shadows of teeth and claws were reflected on the ground.

Yan Yun couldn't help getting goosebumps all over his body. Although he had killed many people during the battle, he had long since disbelieved in the theory of gods and ghosts. After experiencing his own rebirth, Yan Yun still felt a little in awe of these things.

Now in this eerie Six Princes Mansion again, if anyone Xiao Yiran kills, the bones are hidden here.

Yan Yun forced himself not to think about these things. Although the garden was big, he found the clay pot according to his extraordinary memory.

The wind made the eggplant leaves rattle non-stop. Yan Yun took a deep breath and bravely opened the clay pot.

Maybe it was because the wind was too strong, a piece of paper was blown out immediately, and spread directly on Yan Yun's face.

Yan Yun took off the paper and carefully looked at it by the faint candlelight.

There were some crooked characters written on the paper, Yan Yun's eyes widened before he managed to make out a few words.

He thought to himself, which family's children wrote this handwriting, it looks like they haven't practiced handwriting well, the handwriting is wasted and weak, and the last stroke of each word is exaggerated upward.

I don't know which stinky kid it is, who can't write well and still fixes these gaudy pretensions.

When Yan Yun looked down and inadvertently glanced at the gaudy signature, his face was really pretty, and the word "Yanyun" was clearly written on the signature.

Childhood memories rushed over, although Yan Yun didn't want to admit that this stinky kid was himself.

But with the physical evidence here, he had to admit that the dog-like character was indeed written by himself.

At that time, Yan Yun was only six or seven years old, and he was fortunate to study in the palace with the princes.

At that time, my husband had just taught them to write "big", "small", "more" and "less", but Yan Yun thought it was too simple, so he cleverly took out the booklet in his arms, copied a poem excitedly, and couldn't wait to take it out. Come out and show off to the princes here.

The princes who couldn't even write "one" smoothly, looked at Yan Yun's crooked characters and didn't know anything. They thought it was something powerful, and they all coaxed Yan Yun to write a copy for them, so that they could take it home to show off.

Yan Yun was naturally very happy when he succeeded in gaining the limelight. He copied a poem for each of the princes without hesitation, and even picked out those poems whose strokes looked complicated, so as to make himself more attractive. educated.

Not long after, Yan Yun finally put away his pen with satisfaction. He saw that the princes present had a copy of his masterpiece, which was extremely useful. As his eyes flickered, Yan Yun noticed the sixth prince who was sitting alone in the corner, who is now The sixth prince.

The sixth prince never liked to join in the fun, and seemed indifferent to the people and things around him, but Yan Yun was a pushy person, all the princes present begged Yan Yun to copy poems for them, only the sixth prince was indifferent.

How could Yan Yun bear this kind of indifference, he couldn't bear to be ignored by others, so he angrily threw away the booklet in his hand and took out another book from his bosom, then quickly walked towards the sixth prince Xiao Yiran.

The book Yan Yun was holding at this time was bought from a small vendor outside the palace.He still remembered that the vendor said that the poems in it are all excellent poems, if you meet someone who wants to conquer, you can copy them to her.

After finishing speaking, the vendor smiled mysteriously and added: "This poem will definitely make you glamorous, and it will be difficult for any girl not to be conquered by you."

At that time, Yan Yun sneaked out of the palace, without listening carefully, he hurriedly took the book and lost the silver and left, so he didn't know that this poem could only be used to tease women, and could not be copied for men.

Yan Yun only knew that according to the peddler's words, if he wanted to conquer someone, he must copy the poems in this book.

Thinking about it, Yan Yun stared at the silent sixth prince again, and without hesitation, he opened the book called "Complete Love Poems", found an article that seemed more complicated and difficult to write, and copied it diligently .

Even if Yan Yun studied hard at that time, he would not fail to recognize the words "Complete Love Poems" on the cover.

Yan Yun copied this poem very seriously, but the words were indeed ugly like a dog's chop, but he didn't know that he was still like a peacock with its tail open, and he copied a whole sheet of paper with a good feeling about himself.

Afterwards, Yan Yun, whose hand was about to cramp, pretended to be handsome, lifted the paper to dry the ink, and arrogantly grabbed the paper on which the poem was written, and slapped Xiao Yiran's desk with his palm.

"I know you want it too, but it's hard to ask, so I will give it to you."

As Yan Yun said, he secretly observed Xiao Yiran's every move.

Xiao Yiran, who was still the sixth prince at that time, finally raised his head from the book, he glanced lazily at Yan Yun, then glanced at the paper Yan Yun slapped on the table with a lack of interest, and turned his head indifferently.

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Yan Yun who can peacock at a young age.