"Does it look good?"
A voice suddenly came from behind.
Fenghuang shuddered, his hairs stood on end, his nerves tensed up, and he slashed back with a knife in his backhand!
Yang Yanjing was not prepared at all, and received the knife abruptly, screamed, and took several steps back.
Fenghuang looked back, oops, it's too bad, why did he hit someone, I thought it was a ghost.
"My lord, my lord, are you alright?" Fenghuang dropped the book, and ran over to help Yang Yanjing who was clutching his stomach.
"Woman..." Yang Yanjing gritted his teeth, "I can't see that you are quite capable..."
Our Seventh Prince is exhausted.
Yinhuan outside the house muttered, "I was laughing just now, why would I scream now?"
"Hey." Fenghuang touched his forehead embarrassingly, "This is a conditioned reflex, why did you suddenly run behind me and talk when I was reading a ghost story!"
Yang Yanjing's face was full of remorse, why did he run behind this woman, looking for trouble for nothing!
"My lord, does it hurt? Come, let me rub it for you." Fenghuang supported Yang Yanjing all the way to the edge of the bed and sat down, wanting to stretch out his hand to help him rub it.
As soon as the phoenix hand was placed on his lower abdomen, Yang Yanjing knocked her hand off with a "snap!".
"What's wrong?" Phoenix was stunned.
"No, it's nothing, I'll do it myself." Yang Yanjing slightly turned his face away and said.
Fenghuang thought for a while and called out, "Yinxiang, come in."
"What is the princess' order?" Yin Xiang immediately opened the door and entered.
"Go and get some plaster for the prince, he is injured."
Yinxiang was shocked, why did the good prince get hurt
"My lord, are you alright?!"
"Yinxiang, I'm fine. I accidentally fell down just now and it just hurt a little. You can go out."
"But, this..."
"Go down, you and Yinhuan both go to rest."
"yes."
Yin Xiang wanted to say something, but Yang Yanjing withdrew it with one word. It seems that he listens to his prince very much.
The two sat in silence for a while. Just when Fenghuang thought he was about to fall asleep, Yang Yanjing suddenly said calmly, "It's late at night, we should rest."
"Um, okay."
Fenghuang suddenly felt a little hot on his face.
With the previous experience, Fenghuang knew that the Seventh Prince needed someone to help him undress, Fenghuang asked him why he didn't ask the maid to help, he said, then why should I marry a princess
Fenghuang suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.
After helping him take off his robe, he accidentally lifted up a corner of his obscene clothes, but saw a shocking red in his lower abdomen.
Fenghuang's heart sank, his face turned pale with shock, his fingertips had already touched it, "My lord!"
She knew that the strength of the knife in her hand would bring a blemish to the pampered little prince. She is a well-trained agent, and he is just a helpless seventh prince.
"Don't touch." Yang Yanjing knocked her hand off again.
When Fenghuang's cold fingertips touched his skin, he felt a shudder all over his body, and at the same time felt very comfortable.
But reason forced him to do so.
What's wrong, my lord? Weird tonight...
"Rest, let Lao Li help me get some medicine tomorrow."
The two were lying on the bed, neither of them spoke.
Just when Fenghuang thought that Yang Yanjing was asleep, she heard a sentence, "Back in three or four days, I've already started making preparations, you should also start preparing."
"Um."
Both have their backs to each other. Yang Yanjing didn't speak any more, turned over and faced Fenghuang's back.
Fenghuang thought he was asleep and turned around.
A second ago, Yang Yanjing had quickly closed his eyes.
Fenghuang quietly stretched out his hands to Yang Yanjing's obscene clothes, touched his lower abdomen where she attacked, and said softly, "I'm sorry."
After mumbling, she didn't even have time to take her hand out, and she was overwhelmed by drowsiness. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Yang Yanjing opened his eyes when he heard the sound of even breathing.
This girl wants to touch him every now and then. Gently took her hand out and put it under the quilt.
In the dark night, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
These days when Yang Yanjing got married, he didn't have to go to the morning court, until the end of the return, Fenghuang called out, "This is my honeymoon!"
The first wedding and the first honeymoon in her life were all dedicated to the ancient times, and they were all tied to Yang Yanjing. Just thinking about it makes me feel so lonely, in this ancient time where no one knows...
Yang Yanjing asked her what a honeymoon is, and she gave a simple answer. The newlyweds who have just got married go out to play together and complete a trip with only the two of them, which is called a honeymoon.
Yang Yanjing lowered his head after listening, "How about we go on honeymoon?"
"Pfft!" Fenghuang spit out the saliva, why did the little prince learn the vocabulary of modern people so quickly? She got goosebumps when she heard it.
"But not now. But there will definitely be." Yang Yanjing didn't have any expression on his face, but his tone was extremely serious.
"My lord, I support you. I will help you."
It was a sunny afternoon, and the two were reading a book in the pavilion in the garden. Yang Yanjing heard Fenghuang, who had been watching the strange folk tales with his back turned to him, say this.
Li Xiangren was refining medicine when he heard the news that Fenghuang had injured Yang Yanjing. Holding a cattail fan in his hand, he fanned and fanned the sparks under the medicine jar, choking on a few mouthfuls of soot from time to time.
"What?" After hearing what Fenghuang had said, Li Xiangren took a puff of thick smoke and entered it. He was choked up immediately, squatted on the ground and started coughing loudly.
"Are you alright?" Fenghuang hurried over to pat his back.
Since it was her fault last night, Fenghuang took the initiative to ask Li Xiangren to help Yang Yanjing take medicine.
After Li Xiangren knew the truth, he was frightened to death.
"Girl, cough, your husband marries you home, it's not let you beat him ..."
"I didn't hit him, it was an accidental injury..."
"I heard that the last time you carried your husband in your arms and walked around the Seventh Prince's Mansion for half a circle. I didn't expect you to beat him up in the blink of an eye."
People in Li Xiang only give up if they want to be angry to death.
"You said that you, a lady from a great family, why are you so violent? But it's no wonder that the daughters of the general's mansion are stronger than the daughters of other families. I still like girls like you, so cool and generous."
Li Xiangren has turned on chatter mode.
"Old Li! Hurry up and pack up your things and go to give medicine to the prince!" Fenghuang roared, causing Li Xiangren's cattail leaf fan to fall to the ground, causing a cloud of dust to rise.
There are still a few days before returning home, Yang Yanjing and Fenghuang have discussed that they will go out to purchase items for the visit back.
Fenghuang was very happy, she seemed to have never been shopping in ancient times.
This morning, after they got dressed, they took Yinxiang and Yinhuan out the door.
Originally, these things could be handed over to the servants, but Yang Yanjing said that there is no chance to take Fenghuang out to play, so it is better to go out and have a look first.
The two pretended to be couples of ordinary people and came to the bustling street together.
It turned out that the Prince's Mansion is in such a secluded place. There is still a certain distance from the lively places.
The ancient avenue, Fenghuang Yao has seen it from TV dramas, and now seeing it with my own eyes is really like a dream.
But she was still very excited, looking at this and touching that, she couldn't stop.
"Yinhuan." Yang Yanjing asked suddenly, "Doesn't your lady usually go out?"
It was the first time that Yinhuan was approached by the prince, and he was taken aback: "Back to the prince, the young lady almost never leaves the house, and if she does go out, she takes a sedan chair, and she only goes out to play with the fourth princess."
"So, what does your lady usually do at home?"
"Miss is at home, nothing more than practicing calligraphy, embroidering flowers, playing the piano, drawing pictures, etc. By the way, she will also feed the fish in the big pond in our general's mansion."
Yinhuan had no resistance to this prince at all, and said everything he could say.
"Are you sure, are these hobbies your lady?"
"My lord, Yinhuan follows Miss all day long, and there is almost nothing Yinhuan knows about Miss's affairs."
Yinhuan, a silly girl, thought that Yang Yanjing was caring about her young lady, so she foolishly said everything.
"No wonder your young lady looks like she has never been out before, she looks like a treasure everywhere." Yang Yanjing said softly.
The three of them looked at her together, only to see that Fenghuang was still groping around at a stall, unaware that Yang Yanjing had already known her details.
He walked over, "Ma'am, what are you looking at?"
"Msanggong! Look quickly! This candy figurine is so delicately made, and it's even edible!" Fenghuang turned to him with excitement on his face.
"Buy it if you like it."
"Great! Boss, I want this, this, and this, and wrap that up for me too, thank you!"
"Okay ma'am, just wait a moment." The stall owner yelled.
Just when Yang Yanjing was about to ask Yinxiang to pay, a voice came from behind.
"Yo, isn't this the seventh brother and the seventh sibling?"
Yang Yanjing closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to see him at this moment.
Fenghuang turned around, and saw a smiling face, delicate and handsome, but his eyes were always a bit hostile.
This is the fifth prince of the Daqing Dynasty, the fifth son of the emperor—Yang Yanqing.
"Who I thought it was, it turned out to be Fifth Brother." Yang Yanjing said lightly.
"Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother and Sister, don't come here without any harm. I never expected to meet you two here today. What a fate."
Yang Yanqing said the last sentence while looking at Fenghuang.
She suddenly remembered what happened last time at the outer gate wall of the General's Mansion, and she still remembered it very clearly. But no matter what, I can't remember what entanglements I had with him in my previous life.
This fifth prince, she is her younger brother and sister now, but she is looking at her blatantly, his seventh brother is right beside him!
Fenghuang cleared his throat, and said politely, "Hello Fifth Brother."
"Hahaha, okay, the seventh siblings don't need to be so polite." Yang Yanqing came up and shook Fenghuang's hand after speaking, "They are all from our own family, so there is no need to speak politely."