many worries

Qiao Yu looked around again, her knees were hurting, and she felt even more sad. Qiao Yu fell into Jing Yan's arms, crawled up to him along her thighs, rested her chin on Jing Yan's broad shoulders, and endured the pain. With tears in her eyes, she coquettishly said softly, "Your Highness, may I share the quilt with you, in fact, it's very hot over there, and the charcoal fire is too hot, I even have a headache, so I don't need so many."

With a smile in his eyes, Jing Yan supported Qiao Yu's lower half of his body to prevent him from standing still and falling, "Huh? It's too cold to act like a baby in the morning, holding on to the stove and not letting go. It's only noon, so it's too hot. Is it? The weather will never change so quickly."

Qiao Yu begged for a long time, but Jing Yan was really hard-hearted, unmoved, just patted his head and coaxed him, but did not let go at all.

Jing Yan is very good at dealing with his petty temper, and when unreasonable demands that he cannot agree to can't be resolved, he changes the subject, holds him to get the food box, lifts the lid, takes out some steaming dumplings, dips them in a saucer of vinegar, and pours them into Joe's mouth. Yu's lips moved, coaxing him: "Dumplings should be eaten during the winter solstice, they are still hot now, what kind of stuffing did your elder brother Xin put for you, do you like it?"

He usually doesn't talk much about satisfaction, because Qiao Yu likes that eunuch, and he chatters endlessly with good things. Only when Qiao Yu's interest is aroused, he will occasionally say something to make Qiao Yu happy and make him forget about other things.

Qiao Yu pursed her lips, and turned her head to eat that dumpling, but she couldn't do it after begging for so long, so she had to find another way to play tricks.

He jumped off Jing Yan's lap, landed lightly, turned his head and was about to run outside, and shouted to Jing Yan through the screen, "If you don't help me, I'll go and bring the quilt and charcoal by myself. Take them all, if you don't allow it, you can't. I don't want to listen to you!"

Jing Yan stood up, pulled the screen aside, raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were dark and deep, then smiled suddenly, and wrote lightly: "You don't have to listen, I can also throw it all out."

He really does.Jing Yan usually looks peaceful and dignified, but in fact he is very tough inside. When he is tough, no one in the world can persuade him, not even Qiao Yu.

About two years ago, Qiao Yu became seriously ill shortly after he arrived. The high fever persisted, and there was no cure for it. Several imperial physicians surrounded him for several days and nights. Finally, he was rescued. He took medicine every day, and it took him a long time to recover better.Once he recovered from his illness, he was not willing to take medicine anymore. Qiao Yu was spoiled and self-willed, and he was always pampered when he came to the East Palace. The medicine soup was too bitter, so he refused to take it. Unable to persuade him, he knelt down on the ground.

When Jing Yan came back from school, Qiao Yu was clutching his head and huddling under the quilt, revealing his messy long hair, even though the hot soup had cooled completely, he would not come out.

He softly ordered the little eunuch to boil another bowl and serve it up. Qiao Yu was so proud of his favor, Zuo Coax tried to persuade him but he couldn't do anything, so he made another three or four bowls cold. This matter lasted from noon to night.Jing Yan sighed softly, asked a few eunuchs to hold Qiao Yu's hands and feet, rolled up his sleeves and poured the medicinal soup into it himself.

Afterwards, Qiao Yu cried pitifully for half the night.

Jing Yan didn't coax Qiao Yu, until he obediently took the medicine, then smiled and handed him a plate of sweet fruit.

In fact, the imperial doctor said that Qiao Yu was already recovering, and he took the medicine again to prevent recurrence. Jing Yan forced him to take the tonic for two years, and Qiao Yu's health improved a lot.

Just like now.

Knowing that there was no way to change Jing Yan's mind, Qiao Yu seemed to have resigned herself to her fate. Xiaobu moved to Jing Yan's lap, was fed and barely ate a few dumplings, wiped her mouth, and couldn't get close to Jing Yan anymore. , dryly whispered: "I'm tired, I'm going back to sleep."

Jing Yan knew that Qiao Yu had lost his temper, but he couldn't back down. It was useless to coax him with the newly engraved gadget for a while, and he still couldn't get excited, so he had to carry Qiao Yu back to his own room.

Qiao Yu was gently placed on the bed, took off her clothes with both hands and feet, rolled up the quilt, and wrapped herself in it from head to toe, even her hair was beautifully exposed, she didn't want Jing Yan to touch her at all.

Jing Yan shook his head with a smile, his temper was quite violent, he went to check the window carefully, turned on the stove, turned his head and saw Qiao Yu was peeking at the movement here from under the quilt, staring closely at the suddenly burning fire. The carbon fire, the pupils are amazingly bright, it seems that there is some deep hatred.But as soon as he noticed Jing Yan's gaze, he pressed the quilt again, pretending that nothing happened.

It's really cute and naive, with a childish temper.

Jing Yan turned around and returned to the bed. After all, he was worried. He patted Qiao Yu who was huddled inside through the quilt, and told him in a gentle voice, "It's okay to lose your temper, don't bring your anger to tomorrow. Go to bed early, otherwise you won’t grow taller. Also, don’t turn off the stove by yourself, if you burn your hands by then, it won’t be worth the candle.”

Qiao Yu hid inside and ignored it.Jing Yan asked patiently several times before reluctantly nodding.

He listened carefully to the movement outside, and when the footsteps gradually faded away and could no longer be heard, a small head protruded from under the quilt, and his hands tightly grasped the quilt, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, very cautious and timid. It looked like a little rabbit that had just come out of a hole to investigate the situation, and walked around carefully.

After a while, Qiao Yu jumped off the bed, grabbed a coat, and didn't dare to put on her shoes for fear of making too much noise, so she ran barefoot to the window, opened a small gap, and could vaguely see the situation in the prince's room opposite.

After a while, there was a noise from over there, Jing Yan came out with the unpacked food box, shivering from the cold, Qiao Yu, who was bouncing around, finally arrived, and looked at Jing Yan happily rushed across the house.

When he walked to the bedside, he had a flash of inspiration, he rolled up the remaining clothes and stuffed them into the quilt, and slipped away quickly with a little rabbit, a tiger, and a little Qiaoyu in his arms.

After Jing Yan finished packing his things, he took out the message from the secret compartment after returning home, and looked at it for a while under the weak candlelight, and it was completely burned without leaving any trace.

The night was getting deeper, Jing Yan glanced at the time, and then went to Qiao Yu's room again.Qiao Yu usually fell asleep early at this time.As soon as he entered, he saw that the shoes were still neatly placed beside the bed, and there was a bulging ball in the quilt. He planned to take Qiao Yu out of it, but after thinking about it, he forgot.

He was throwing a temper tantrum, if he really fell asleep, it would be fine, if he didn't fall asleep, it would take half the night to make a fuss again.

Jing Yan is not afraid to spend time on Qiao Yu, but he is afraid that he will not sleep well.

Although Qiao Yu's angry appearance is also cute, but I still can't see it today.

Jing Yan sighed, maybe a little disappointed, but he closed the door and went back to his room.He came in from the side of the screen,

Even though there are no candles in the room, you can vaguely see the bulging outline of the quilt, which is quite different from usual.

He wasn't worried about being an assassin, because there probably wasn't such a stupid killer in this world.

Only the daring little fool Qiao Yu was left.

Jing Yan stepped lightly, and suddenly stretched his right hand into the quilt. Unfortunately, he pinched a soft belly.