I didn't become a princess today

Chapter 223 The Kind of Chatting Under the Quilt

Shen Yuan's hand had been covering the hot ginger soup just now, and her palm was still a little hot.She grabbed Wei Yan's cool hands, lowered her eyes, and chuckled, "You used to warm my hands."

Wei Yan looked up at Shen Yuan, picked her up, let her sit on his lap, and gently hugged her, "Let me hug her for a while."

The girl in his arms is the only one who can make him feel real.

Shen Yuan let Wei Yan hug her obediently. After she came out of Zichen Hall, she noticed that Wei Yan's mood was wrong. Although he tried his best to conceal it, Shen Yuan also knew that he was sad because of Queen Qin.

"I'm sorry, Wei Yan." Her treatment of Queen Qin today must have made Wei Yan sad after all.

Wei Yan is not a cold-blooded and heartless person, the outside world has rumored how terrifying he is on the battlefield, but only Shen Yuan knows that Wei Yan is actually a very emotional person, not as unkind as outsiders say.

After the death of Princess Murong, Queen Qin took over the position of adoptive mother. No matter what the purpose was, it cannot be denied that Queen Qin was really kind to Wei Yan.

"What kind of apology are you saying? I'm not blaming you." Just as Shen Yuan reflected on her impulsive actions today, Wei Yan suddenly said.

Shen Yuan was puzzled, and wanted to break free from Wei Yan's embrace, but Wei Yan pressed the back of her neck, unable to move.

Then I heard Wei Yan's hoarse voice: "I'm not blaming you for dealing with the empress, I'm just thinking, I have lived in this huge city of Chang'an for 19 years, but no one treats me sincerely."

"I know that the Emperor's family is ruthless, but I have been deluding myself that they treat me a little differently."

"Your Majesty, Empress, Wei Sheng, Qin Ningxiang..." Wei Yan called out the people he once regarded as relatives one by one, and memories of growing up in the palace seemed to appear before his eyes.

At that time, Princess Murong had just died of illness, and he was kept by Queen Qin's side, and treated everyone indifferently, but Queen Qin treated him as her own, and even treated him better than Wei Sheng.

What Wei Sheng has, he can have too.At that time, he had a bad temper and often offended people in the palace, but every time it was Empress Qin who helped him deal with the aftermath and pleaded for mercy.

Wei Yan's chin rested on Shen Yuan's shoulder, hugging his girl, a faint fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, his heart gradually calmed down, and a little tiredness appeared between his brows and eyes.

He still remembered that there was a small pavilion in the center of Yichi in the palace, where Grand Master Qin taught them how to read and write sentences every time. At that time, although he, Wei Sheng, and Qin Ningxiang were not close, there was a kind of tacit understanding .

However, the more they grew up, the more they drifted away, until today the situation where the three of them broke up.

On the Yichi Pavilion, the sound of books is loud and clear, and such a beautiful picture is just a mirror image.

"This Chang'an City is really scary."

Wei Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, and he couldn't tell how sad he was. After all, this wasn't a sudden change. During these years of fighting openly and secretly, he had accepted the reality bit by bit and abandoned those false things.

Wei Yan's hand holding Shen Yuan gradually tightened, as if grasping the last ray of light in the darkness, "But fortunately, I still have you."

Shen Yuan patted Wei Yan's back lightly, as if coaxing a child, and said, "I hardly participated in your past, but in the future, I will always be by your side."

Wei Yan chuckled twice, his chest trembling, "Okay, it's pigs who don't talk."

"Well, it's a pig." Shen Yuan emphasized it seriously.

The ginger soup on the table was already cold, Shen Yuan asked Xiao Tao to cook two more bowls and brought them in, Shen Yuan brought a bowl to Wei Yan, Wei Yan obviously didn't like the taste of ginger soup very much.

Shen Yuan finished drinking a bowl sullenly, seeing that Wei Yan's bowl hadn't moved yet, Wei Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Drink another bowl."

Shen Yuan leaned back, covered her lips and chuckled, "Your Excellency is still so afraid of drinking these things."

"It's just that I don't like to drink this kind of weird food." Wei Yan put the ginger soup back on the table, not intending to drink it, but instead coaxed Shen Yuan, "I'll take you after you finish this bowl." Go out and play."

The smile on Shen Yuan's face faded slightly, she knew that Wei Yan was accommodating her.During this month, he had to prepare for the wedding, deal with the affairs of Chang'an City, and prepare for his appointment.

No matter how good Wei Yan is, he is still just a mortal and will be tired.

What's more, sometimes more talented people work much harder than ordinary people.Shen Yuan herself has a deep understanding of this point.

So Wei Yan can accompany her like this every day, presumably he must be busy until late at night before he can rest.And Shen Yuan also noticed Wei Yan's physical condition, but Wei Yan wanted to hide it from her.

this fool...

Shen Yuan rested her chin in one hand, her peach blossom eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of her eyes slightly raised were charming and seductive, she said: "Suddenly I don't want to go out to play, you finish this bowl, how about I sleep with you?"

Wei Yan: "... tons, tons, tons."

Putting down the empty bowl in his hand, he drank the not-so-tasting ginger soup in one go, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Shen Yuan, like a hungry wolf looking at his long-awaited fat, "Speaking is nothing It's pigs."

Shen Yuan twitched the corners of her mouth, squinted her eyes and emphasized: "It's just sleeping, the kind of chatting under the quilt."

"Okay." Wei Yan smiled back.

Shen Yuan seemed to sigh, then got up and said: "I asked Xiaotao to prepare hot soup, you also blow a lot of cold wind outside, it will be more comfortable to soak in hot soup."

Shen Yuan walked to the closet, opened the closet, rummaged through it for a while on tiptoe, then took out a snow-white undershirt, and said, "You can wear this after taking a bath, and there is no need to send someone back to Prince Qin's mansion to give it to you." Get your clothes."

Wei Yan unfolded it and saw that it was obviously a man's clothes, and the jealous vat in his heart exploded again, "Why do you put men's underwear in your room?"

Shen Yuan blinked, "I made it according to your size."

Making intimate clothes for her husband is an essential skill that every good wife should master, and Shen Yuan has already mastered it.

As soon as the man heard that she made it for him, his face that was still clouded one second, the next second he raised a bright smile, "Good boy."

As if giving Shen Yuan a reward, Wei Yan pecked lightly on her delicate lips, then ran to take a bath behind the screen with her underwear in her arms.

Shen Yuan looked at the back of Wei Yan's brisk footsteps, and burst out laughing. If she hadn't been there, Wei Yan might have jumped up with such a happy look.

Shen Yuan walked to the side and put away the unfinished wedding dress in the basket, but Wei Yan couldn't be the first to find out. I don't know if I can dare to finish this wedding dress before the big wedding.

Shen Yuan designed several sets, but chose the most complicated one to make, with many patterns and dense stitches, Shen Yuan's hands were poked several times by needles.

But... her family deserves the best.

Shen Yuan thought so.

(End of this chapter)