641 Three Little Bandits, Husband and Wife Night Talk
It was late at night and the wind was cold.
The little black eggs caused a ruckus in Prince Yan’s room for an hour. They rolled around on the bed and jumped around the bed. Finally, they lay on a furry tiger skin. Their heads tilted and they fell asleep.
When Prince Yan changed his clothes and entered the room, he saw three little black eggs sticking out their butts. One side of their faces was against the tiger skin on the ground, and they were sleeping soundly.
Their chubby faces were squeezed out of shape, and crystalline drool flowed out.
Yan Jiuchao was not like this when he was young. He slept very well and no one taught him. However, no matter how much he caused trouble during the day, when he felt sleepy, he would obediently lie on the bed.
It was unknown who these little fellows took after, but their sleeping posture was really indescribable.
However, no matter what, Prince Yan liked them.
Prince Yan gently walked over and carried the three children to the bed one by one. He arranged their sleeping posture, but when he turned around, their sleeping postures were a mess again.
What was with the déjà vu of this nest of little bandits…
Prince Yan covered the three of them with a blanket.
Dong!
It was Dabao who raised his feet high and kicked the blanket away.
Prince Yan covered them with the blanket again.
Soon, it was kicked away by Er’bao again.
Prince Yan patiently covered them with a blanket. It was not until the three of them fell into a deep sleep that Prince Yan stood up and extinguished the candle on the table, leaving only a dim yellow oil lamp.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. There was silence all around.
Prince Yan could hear the even breathing of the little fellows. His empty heart seemed to be beating again. Suddenly, he heard a rough voice. “I’ll go buy it!”
With that, the door opened with a creak. Then, the sound of the horse galloping gradually disappeared at the end of the street.
That voice belonged to Xiao Zhenting. Prince Yan did not know what he was in a hurry to buy, but he could guess that it was related to Shangguan Yan.
Prince Yan could not remember how she looked when she was pregnant back then and could not help but feel regretful. He hated Nangong Yan not only because she had broken them up, but also because she had even taken away his right to remember.
What could he use to support himself for the rest of his life?
“Father?” Yu Wan’s voice called back Prince Yan’s divine sense.
Prince Yan paused and realized that he had unknowingly walked into Xiao Zhenting and Shangguan Yan’s courtyard.
Shangguan Yan could not sleep, but she felt that the room was stuffy and hot, so she placed the needlework in the courtyard. Yu Wan sat at the side with her.
Yu Wan was facing the courtyard, so she saw Prince Yan first. However, as she called out softly, Shangguan Yan turned around.
They met again without warning. The moment their eyes met, their bodies stiffened slightly.
Prince Yan opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain his visit in the middle of the night. On the other hand, Yu Wan quickly stood up and looked at Prince Yan. “Father, come and sit.”
“I…” Prince Yan hesitated.
Yu Wan looked at Shangguan Yan. Shangguan Yan wanted to say something but hesitated, as if she had something to say to Prince Yan.
Prince Yan could come here, whether intentionally or not, was naturally driven by his subconscious.
Xiao Zhenting went out to buy food for Shangguan Yan. Yu Wan believed that with their characters, they would not do anything out of line, but they still had to say what they needed to say. Yu Wan tactfully said, “I’ll go see Dabao and the others.”
Prince Yan nodded. “Alright.”
Yu Wan put down her needle and thread and went to the courtyard opposite. The courtyard doors of the two residences were wide open, and light shone through the courtyard, intertwining with dark and unclear shadows on the silent road.
Shangguan Yan stood up and bowed slightly. “Your Highness.”
Prince Yan did not remember the past, but he vaguely felt that she was not someone who would be polite to her husband. The reason why she was like this was probably because they had not seen each other for many years.
Prince Yan’s heart ached, but he did not show it on his face. “You’re pregnant, so there’s no need for such etiquette. Take a seat.”
Shangguan Yan did not sit. According to etiquette, she had to wait for Prince Yan to sit before sitting.
Prince Yan had been waiting for her. She thought for a while and could only sit down first. Prince Yan sat down on the stone bench opposite her. It was not the seat that Yu Wan had sat in before. That seat was too close to her and was not suitable for their current status.
The two of them sat quietly, neither of them saying anything.
The first time they met, the impact on their hearts was too great. Shangguan Yan’s emotions were on the verge of collapse and she could not speak properly. Now that she had calmed down, she did not know where to start.
After an unknown period of time.
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry.”
The two of them spoke at the same time.
Shangguan Yan hurriedly said, “It’s me, I’ve let Your Highness down. Your Highness didn’t do anything wrong. Ah Wan has already told me that Your Highness has no choice. On the way here, I blamed you, but after that, I realized that I was wrong. Your Highness is the one who has suffered the most. If I…”
Shangguan Yan did not finish her sentence.
If what? If she was determined not to remarry, would she be so shameless as to enjoy Xiao Zhenting’s sacrifice to Yan Jiuchao?
If she had known at that time that he was still alive, she might have hardened her heart to do so. But he was “dead” and her heart was dead. What did it matter if she remarried or not? As long as she could keep her son alive, let his only bloodline in the world to live, she was willing to do anything.
Shangguan Yan said guiltily, “He never forced me. I… wanted to remarry.”
Prince Yan nodded. “I know. You don’t want to owe him, nor do you trust him as much as you trust me.”
Shangguan Yan suddenly looked up.
Prince Yan said, “In this world, only his biological father will dote on his children without reservation. As long as he dotes on you, he will find an antidote for Cong’er. You’re just worried that he’ll suddenly stop looking, so you have no choice but to tie his heart tightly.”
These words were said lightly, but every word was like a knife tip stabbing into his heart. What he did not do, Xiao Zhenting did. Yan Jiuchao was not his flesh and blood, but he had doted on him for so many years. He was more like a biological father.
“Is he good to you?” Prince Yan suppressed the bitterness in his heart and asked with his usual expression.
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Shangguan Yan nodded gently. “Alright, he’s good to Cong’er too.”
She could not say who treated them better, Xiao Zhenting or Prince Yan. She did not compare, and there was no need to. They were both the most considerate and outstanding men in the world. The greatest blessing in her life was to meet them.
“Cong’er, he…”
“You’re still the person he respects the most.”
Perhaps it was not that he had never been moved by Xiao Zhenting, but his young heart also understood that Xiao Zhenting already had Shangguan Yan. If he was filial to Xiao Zhenting, Prince Yan’s life would only be endless loneliness.
Shangguan Yan said, “He never told me that he found something strange in your coffin. He always believed that you were still alive and had been waiting for you to come back.”
What if he does? Will you wait for me too? In the end, Prince Yan did not ask this because it was meaningless. From the moment he became Nangong Yan’s Prince Consort, they could never go back.
Click.
Shangguan Yan’s hand slipped and an embroidered bead fell to the ground. Shangguan Yan was about to bend down to pick it up. Prince Yan was one step ahead of her and picked up the bead on the ground.
Shangguan Yan was making clothes for the child in her stomach. She had already made clothes for the little black eggs. The size was a little small. Just now, Yu Wan was helping her change it.
Shangguan Yan reached out to take the bead.
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“Let me do it.”
It was Prince Yan who brought over the half-embroidered clothes in her hand. His slender fingers picked up the needle and thread and passed through the bead. He then stitched the bead according to her original stitches.
Shangguan Yan recalled that when she was young, she was always punished by the nanny because her needlework was too bad.
Her needlework was really bad. When she was pregnant with Yan Jiuchao, she insisted on making a dudou for her son personally, but she either embroidered the wrong pattern or pricked it in her hand.
In the end, it was him who did it. She still had that dudou, but he probably didn’t remember.
“Wifey!” Xiao Zhenting strode in with two glossy roasted geese. He happened to see Prince Yan cut the thread and hand the clothes that he had sewn the beads to Shangguan Yan.
Shangguan Yan looked down and smiled knowingly. “Your Highness, you stitched it really well. It’s better than mine.”
“Wifey,” Xiao Zhenting said aggrievedly.
Shangguan Yan looked up and smiled in surprise. “You’re back.”
His wife wanted to eat roasted goose in the middle of the night. He had run seven to eight streets and finally bought the largest and most glossy one. However, the moment he returned, his wife and Prince Yan were sitting in the courtyard, laughing and talking. He was jealous.
Prince Yan looked at the roasted goose in Xiao Zhenting’s hand and understood that he had run out in the middle of the night to buy food for Shangguan Yan. Prince Yan looked at Shangguan Yan’s bulging stomach and looked away. He stood up and said, “It’s getting late. I’ll leave first.”
Shangguan Yan put down her clothes and held the table. She stood up and bowed. “Goodbye, Your Highness.”
Prince Yan looked at her inconvenient body and opened his mouth. He hesitated and turned to return to the room.
Shangguan Yan, who had been craving roasted goose for the entire night, could finally eat it. She ate two goose legs in one go, which frightened her. Xiao Zhenting bought two, one for Shangguan Yan to eat, and the other was sent to Yu Wan’s room.
When he came over from Yu Wan’s side, Shangguan Yan could not help but fall asleep due to pregnancy. Xiao Zhenting was not in a hurry to get into bed. He tiptoed to the dressing table, opened the cabinet, and took out Shangguan Yan’s embroidered basket.
Wasn’t it just sewing beads?
He knew it too!
The first step was to thread the needle! He picked up the needle in one big bear claw and the thread in the other.
I’ll thread it.
I’ll thread it.
I’ll thread, thread, thread it!
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