The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

Yan Qin quietly looked at the profile of the person in front of him, with thin lips and bright eyes, such a cold-hearted and moody person.

At night, Yan Qin lay on the ground and slept as always, but his feet lightly stepped on his chest.

He opened his eyes to see that the prince was holding the book and frowning at something, without giving him a look.

It was as if he was really a little eunuch serving by the court, or it was just a pedal for placing his feet.

Rao is so, but also think that he is not well served.

"There's no meat at all, it's uncomfortable to step on."

The boy's feet stomped on his chest, his tone was particularly disgusting.

Yan Qin's face was expressionless, but the words he spit out contained a bit of innocence: "Brother Prince, I will try my best to eat more."

Chapter 63

The candles were dimly lit, and the feet on his chest were soft. Yan Qin thought he could not sleep, but he felt that the atmosphere was peaceful and disturbing. He looked at the silhouette of the young man reflected in the lights, and slowly closed his eyes.

With her chest breathing regularly, Lin Sui put down the book and stared at Yan Qin, who looked like a young boy with a blurry face in the dark for a while.

It's a bit hard to tell whether it's really stupid or fake, Lin Sui raised her eyebrows, put a smile on her lips, and continued to read the book.

The next day, the emperor's ban came again.

When the emperor heard that yesterday the prince had people carrying swill to provoke him, he scolded a few wicked words, and ordered a ban on his salary.

Lin Sui didn't take it to heart at all. He was grounded, but the people in his palace went out anyway.

Lin Sui fell in love with Fuxi again and gave him a bunch of good things.

Liu Zhonghai is still an inconspicuous sweeping eunuch in the East Palace, working in secret.

Sometimes those who are placed on the bright side with infinite scenery may not be genuinely doted on, and sometimes those who are placed in obscurity in the dark may not be indifferent.

The eldest eunuch, Fuxi, returned to his favor, and told everyone to see the moodiness of the prince.

Outside the study, Fu Shu reported in a soft voice: "Your Highness, please see Bao Su of Zhong Yu Palace."

Lin Sui knew the purpose of her visit. Baosu was the maid of the palace of Yan Qin's late mother, Concubine Shu, and she was also the one who took care of Yan Qin's growth. Yan Qin had been here for more than half a month, and she was worried that Yan Qin would stay there. In his "Longtan Huxué".

"No need to see, let her take the fool back."

The boy's voice came out of the inner room casually, Fushu replied, and turned to leave.

Lin Sui didn't plan to tie Yan Qin to her side. Although it was interesting to watch the little fool every day, Yan Qin couldn't be under his eyes all the time, they all had to have some room for planning.

Anyway, Yan Qin is still young, and everything is still long-term.

Baosu was overjoyed when he got the answer, and hurriedly went to find his fifth prince.

When she arrived, the fifth prince was eating snacks.

Baosu was about to use a handkerchief to help his master wipe off the residue from his lips, but saw that his master wiped his mouth directly, with an unfinished look.

"His Royal Highness has not had lunch before, why is it so eager to eat?"

Baosu looked at the appearance of his master almost choking, and hurriedly handed him a tea cup.

"He hasn't eaten lunch yet? The fifth prince is afraid that the prince has eaten more."

The eunuch serving on the side hummed softly and brought new pastries and snacks to the table.

He watched helplessly as His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince used up all the remaining meals of His Royal Highness. Not only that, he also made soup cakes and pastries in the small kitchen, and the amount of food was more than three times that of His Royal Highness.

Baosu couldn't help but looked Yan Qin up and down, and found that the master seemed to be a lot stronger, and he seemed to have grown a little taller.

"Brother the prince said I was too thin, so let me eat more, Baosu you too."

Yan Qin put a piece of cake in Baosu's hand and ate on his own.

He didn't care what the palace people said about him. With the prince's words in front of him that day, he went to the small kitchen to eat in an upright manner.

Over the years, when he was almost full, the food in the East Palace was delicious, and if he didn't eat it, he wouldn't eat it for nothing.

Baosu said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master, for your reward, Master, His Royal Highness said that the servants can take you back. Let's go back to Zhongyu Palace."

A stream of light flashed through Yan Qin's eyes very quickly, pretending to be reluctant to part, grabbed the food box in his hand, and followed Baosu away.

When he stepped out of the East Palace, Yan Qin looked back and fixed it on the plaque of the East Palace.

The eyes that have always been ignorant and childish are bright and sharp, and they are fleeting.

When Lin Sui returned to the bedroom at night, the bedding beside the bed had been packed away, he held his chin for a while, thinking about what he was going to do tomorrow, closed his eyes and brushed away the calculations on his face.

After the foot ban was over, Lin Sui stepped into the door of the Ministry of Rites.

The Minister of Rites was an old man with white hair and beard. His surname was Zhuang.

He saluted Lin Sui, led him to the table in the room, and briefly explained what he needed to do, with a respectful and distant attitude.

He didn't have the heart to ask Lin Sui to let him do things, and he didn't intend to teach the surly prince with etiquette, so he bowed again and left.

Lin Sui naturally knew in his heart that this old Shangshu, who was very particular about etiquette and refinement, looked down on him, but he didn't plan to trouble the old man, after all, his goal was not him.

Lin Sui sat in front of the desk and felt that everyone in the room seemed to be looking at him. When his eyes swept over, everyone buried their heads at the desk again, as if it was just his illusion.