In this way, Shen An stayed in Prince An's Mansion as a companion of the eldest son.
Xu Shi has the blood of General Weiyuan flowing in his body. Shen An has liked to practice martial arts since he was a child. After An Wang knew about it, he specially invited his master to teach them martial arts.
But Yan Chun doesn't like dancing with knives and guns.
He is the only son of King An, spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, he doesn't even want to walk more, so he can't do it after just two days of riding.
On the third day, no matter how much Shen An coaxed him, he refused to go to the martial arts field again.
In the end, he was said to be annoyed, so he threw himself on the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, leaving only his angry back.
Lying down for a while, seeing that there was no sound behind her, her small body hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around, pulled down the quilt a little, revealing a pair of watery eyes.
Seeing that Shen An was still waiting by his bed, Yan Chun sighed, and said softly: "Brother Shen An, I really don't like martial arts, you go, don't call me."
Although seeing that he had made up his mind, Shen An couldn't help persuading him: "But if you don't have martial arts, what should you do if you encounter danger in the future? What if someone hurts you?"
Knowing that he was loose, Yan Chun stretched out his hand to shake his sleeve and said playfully in his voice, "I'm not afraid, I have my brother to protect me."
Shen An was amused by his childish words, and asked back: "Can I protect you forever?"
When Yan Chun heard this, he lifted the quilt and sat up, throwing himself into his arms.
The child's self-confidence came from nowhere, and he raised his voice: "Yes! My brother will naturally protect me for the rest of my life."
Shen An's whole body was stiff for a moment, and he didn't dare to move. The little person in his arms was so soft, like tofu, he was afraid that it would break if he was not careful.
It took a long time before I found my voice, and stumbled: "Okay... I will protect you... for the rest of my life."
Since then, no one in Prince An's mansion has ever mentioned the matter of letting Xiao Shizi learn martial arts, but since then Shen An has become more diligent in practicing martial arts, and it seems that even Yan Chun's share has been taken on by him.
Time flies, day after day.
Teenagers have also become youths.
In the 20th year of Qianyuan, in the spring, the whole Yanling was discussing one thing.
The young son of Prince An's Mansion participated in this year's Chunwei, and won the title of Tanhualang in high school in one fell swoop.
For a time, in the whole Yanling, there was no other limelight.
As long as it is about Xiao Shizi, even a few words can attract a group of people to discuss.
But I'm not really curious. After all, the son of Prince An was born noble, noble, and talented. This young man said that he looked better than Pan An, and had a good-looking appearance like a banished fairy, who could resist not mentioning a few words.
Although they haven't talked about marriage yet, such a person with such a glorious reputation has already captured the hearts of many noble girls.
It's just that Prince An has been letting the son focus on his studies before, and he didn't care about these things. It's just that now that he has achieved fame and career, some families with daughters who are waiting to be married have moved their minds.
And Yan Chun, who was in the center of public opinion, was lying on the floor of the Library Pavilion taking a nap with a basin of ice beside him.
As soon as Shen An came in, what he saw was the noble young prince lying on the ground sleeping soundly, with a faint blush on his cheeks.
Shen An walked over and carefully hugged him.
Yan Chun was very sensitive, he woke up as soon as he touched it, but he didn't open his eyes, he found a comfortable angle to nest in his arms, and said lazily: "Brother, don't move, let me sleep for a while. "
"You're not afraid of catching a cold." Shen An really stopped his movements, tightened his arms, and said while hugging him.
"Not cold." Yan Chun's voice was soft, like a lazy cat, "There is a blanket on the floor."
"You can't sleep on the ground with ice next to it. It's not early summer yet..."
"I'm hot." Yan Chun replied in a low voice, with grievance in his tone.
Shen An looked down at the person lying in his arms who was sleeping soundly, and suddenly he was speechless.
For so many years, it seems that he has never changed, and he will always be this young.
As long as he softened his voice with an aggrieved tone, Shen An would have nothing to say.
Zangshu Pavilion is very quiet, only rows of wooden bookshelves stand behind him, exuding long-lasting sandalwood, guarding ancient secrets.
Shen An sighed, sat down with his back against the bookshelf, hugged the person in his arms tightly, hesitated for a while, and put the ice basin in the distance over.
"Go to sleep." Shen An said softly.
Yan Chun seemed to have fallen asleep, but he still answered him in a daze, "Yes."
Shen An looked at him, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.
There is a little bit of Tanhualang's appearance.
Sunlight came in through the window tallow, illuminating the quietness of the room.
The time at this time was too quiet, and even Shen An relaxed his vigilance, so he didn't notice that King An had stopped here for a while, and then left quietly.
In the evening, the boy next to An Wang came to pass the meal.
Yan Chun then stretched, rubbed his eyes and woke up.
Finding himself still lying in Shen An's arms, he quickly stood up, rubbed his arm and asked, "Brother, are your arms sore?"
Shen An's arms at this time were as heavy as a thousand catties, but he didn't show it. He just stood up pretending to be calm, and said lightly: "It's okay."
Yan Chun was relieved when he heard that, "It's fine, why don't you put me on the couch, how tired I am."
"It's okay." Shen An replied.
"Really?" The smile on Yan Chun's face suddenly showed a hint of cunning, "Since I finished the scientific examination, I am determined to make up for all the hardships I have suffered in these years. I either eat or sleep every day, and I am already fat enough Four catties, you think it’s okay, that means I’m not too fat.”
When Shen An heard the words, there was a smile in his eyes, and he echoed: "Not many."
"That's good, let's go eat." Yan Chun said, holding his hand and walking out.
Shen An looked at the holding hands of the two. Although he knew it was wrong, he still led them to the door of the library before letting go calmly.
Although it has been many days since the list was released, and the celebrations that should be celebrated are over, the entire Prince An's Mansion is still full of joy.
Especially Prince An and Concubine An.
As soon as they came in, Concubine An said to Yan Chun: "Chun'er, come here quickly, sit next to Concubine Mother, where did you go today?"
"I went to Zangshu Pavilion." Yan Chun replied.
Concubine An was quite relieved when she heard the words, "My son has really grown up, he knows how to work hard, but he also needs to rest, don't be too tired."
Yan Chun: "... yes."
Shen An at the side saw this, a smile flashed in his eyes.
Prince An didn't say much today, his eyes wandered between the two of them for a long time, he suddenly put down the ivory chopsticks in his hand, and said with emotion: "An'er has reached the crown this year."
Seeing that he was mentioned, Shen An also put down his chopsticks, and replied, "Yes."
Then I heard Prince An continue to say: "It's time to discuss marriage."