The daughter of the emperor returned to Beijing and got into trouble with the abstinent prince.

Chapter 27 Sharing the same bed
No one in the village has ever seen such a good-looking person. He is simply a god from heaven. His every move is so elegant and noble that people can't take their eyes off him.

Jun Yanci kept putting dishes into Yun Qianyi's bowl according to her taste. The little person in her arms was eating seriously. She hadn't been idle all night!
“Hot and sour fish is here!”

Yun Qianyi looked up, still chewing on pork ribs, and stared at the new dish.

Jun Yanci picked up the fish meat and put it into his bowl, and began to pick out the fish bones carefully.

"Ayan, are you done?" The greedy little cat said with anxiety at the end of his voice.

Although the bonfire was burning brightly, the vision was not clear. Jun Yanci was afraid that the thorns were not picked out cleanly and would prick her throat. Before giving her the bowl, he reminded her worriedly:

"Be careful when you eat it. If there are any thorns, spit them out. Got it?"

The women around all looked envious.

"Look at my husband. Not only is he handsome, but he is also thoughtful and loves his wife very much."

"That's right, my husband has never been so nice to me even after ten years of marriage."

The square was bustling with laughter and joy. Yun Qianyi actually didn't hear Jun Yanci's stomach growling, but she felt it because she was pressed close to him from behind.

"Auntie! Help me get a bowl of eight-treasure porridge!"

Yun Qianyi originally thought that since he had just come from the royal family banquet, he must have already had his meal. After all, it was all delicacies from land and sea.

It turns out that he didn't eat dinner just like me.

After Yun Qianyi took the porridge, he thanked politely, then picked up the spoon and tasted it himself first.

It was warm, just right for her. So she blew on the porridge lightly and fed it to the person behind her, spoonful by spoonful.

Looking at the gradually empty bowl, Yun Qianyi was a little surprised. Originally, she just wanted him to have a few bites to fill his stomach. After all, the pampered Crown Prince would not be accustomed to such ordinary people's food. Unexpectedly, he actually finished it.

Sure enough, when people are extremely hungry, they will eat anything.

Yun Qianyi picked up the chopsticks and carefully picked the light-flavored dishes in front of her, just in case she made a wrong judgment. She didn't even dare to pick up the red pepper.

After a while, Jun Yanci took the bowl from her hand and ate the dishes that Yun Qianyi had personally chosen for him with a good appetite.

"Beautiful sister, this is for you."

Yun Qianyi had just put down her chopsticks when a little boy, who was only five or six years old, walked up to her with a blushing face, holding two round flower headdresses in his hands.

"Thank you, it's really beautiful. Did you write it?"

Yun Qianyi smelled the fragrance of the flowers, took them with a smile, and put one of them on her head.

"My mother and I made it together! Everyone in the village has it, but I think it will look the most beautiful when worn by my pretty sister!"

The little boy puffed out his chest, and after he finished speaking, he scratched his head embarrassedly.

"This is the custom in our village. On New Year's Eve, couples wear garlands and pray for a long and lasting love."

As soon as the village chief sitting next to him finished speaking, another wreath in Yun Qianyi's hand was taken away.

“This has a very good implication.”

Jun Yanci said with satisfaction after putting on the wreath.

Yun Qianyi glanced at him sideways and couldn't help but sigh, "She is more beautiful than flowers. She is truly worthy of being called a top-notch handsome man."

At this moment, a villager who had delivered fruits and vegetables from the capital came running back to the village entrance.

"Tiezhu, why are you back so late? It's almost midnight." "I heard that many high-ranking officials in the city had accidents at home. The son of the Minister of Justice died in a brothel. Fortunately, I got out before the city was closed, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come back today."

"Under the feet of the emperor, on New Year's Eve, a murder actually happened? This is too scary."

"That's right! Is there any food left? I'm starving."

Just as everyone was sighing, a hint of surprise flashed in Yun Qianyi's eyes. The scumbag only had his arm dislocated by her, and any doctor could reattach it. How could he die in such a short time?

Yun Qianyi, who was originally thinking, saw the village chief holding a bowl of wine and handing it to Jun Yanci, and immediately reached out and took the wine before him.

"My A-Yan caught a cold the day before yesterday and hasn't recovered yet, so I'll serve this glass of wine for him."

She had never seen Jun Yanci drink, so she didn't know how much he could drink, but Yun Qianyi could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. The crisis tonight had not been completely resolved, so it was better to be cautious.

The villagers were hospitable, but they didn't force him to drink. Moreover, they could all see that although this man was handsome and elegant, making people unforgettable, he had a sick look on his face that was difficult to conceal.

"It's time to pray for a good harvest, family reunion, and happy marriages."

As strings of fireworks bloomed in the sky, everyone present put their hands together, closed their eyes, and began to make wishes with happy smiles on their faces.

Jun Yanci looked at the dazzling fireworks and suddenly remembered that once upon a time, he, his mother, and his brother had done the same thing every New Year's Eve, until eight years ago.
"Ayan, you have to close your eyes before making a wish for it to come true."

His eyes suddenly went dark, and a warm palm covered his eyes.

Yun Qianyi put down her hands, looked at his closed eyes, and also clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and made a wish.

After today, it will be the eleventh year since she came to this world. The wishes Yun Qianyi made included the senior brothers from Tianqing Sect, the lively guys from Fanyin Pavilion, the three elder brothers of the Yun family, and the maternal grandfather of the Jiang family. Until the end, the face that emerged in her mind was Jun Yanci.

She sighed again, if only this beautiful baby was not the prince, she would definitely raise him up, pamper him, spoil him, and treat him coquettishly. How pleasing to the eye it would be.

But what Yun Qianyi didn't know was that after she closed her eyes, those peach blossom eyes opened again, carefully staring at her every expression.

Jun Yanci watched her expression change from originally curved eyebrows to extreme confusion, and then she began to smile foolishly.

"Qianqian, what wish did you make?"

Yun Qianyi, who was immersed in beautiful fantasies, suddenly opened her eyes and met those peach blossom eyes.

She rubbed her nose guiltily, then said "ouch, I feel dizzy" and fell into his arms, pretending to be drunk.

"It's getting late. You two should just spend the New Year here peacefully. Tomorrow morning, I will send the Zhao family's horse to take you back to the capital to visit your relatives."

After saying this, the village chief personally sent them to an empty house and left with a smile.

The moment the door closed, the man who was drunk and unable to stand just now now had clear fox eyes and a serious face.

Yun Qianyi looked at the only bed in the room and was in a dilemma. Unexpectedly, Jun Yanci sat directly on the bed.

That’s right. After all, he is the precious Crown Prince, how could he be allowed to sleep on the floor? Yun Qianyi walked forward, picked up the quilt, turned around, and was about to spread it on the floor.

"Qianqian, where are you going?"

The man hugged her from behind again and they both sat on the bed.

"Your Highness, there is only one bed."

"Husband and wife should sleep in the same bed."

Wow, you are really into the role.

(End of this chapter)