The Regent's Tender Darling

Three quarters of an hour passed, and Wang Ying stood aside with her head bowed, guarding An Wang quietly.

A stick of incense burns to ashes, leaving only misty smoke, which eventually dissipates in the air.

Tower~!

A slight sound made Wang Ying raise his head, and when he looked, he found that the prince had placed the brush on the blue and white porcelain pen rest.

"Your Majesty," Wang Yingqi said. Normally, the Prince would not stop writing until he could write for an hour, but today was unusual.

Yan Xuan stared at the flat paper on the desk with his eyes downcast. He didn't know what he was thinking. After taking a breath, he said, "Wang Ying, prepare a car for the Princess's Mansion."

"Yes." Wang Ying bowed his hands and quickly stepped back.

After Wang Ying left, Yan Xuan was the only one in the room. It seemed that at that moment, Yan Xuan's straight shoulders dropped.

I couldn't calm down just now, and the words I wrote were always smudged by the ink, turning into a black spot, looking like a rotten hole.

He reached out to touch the jade pendant placed on the corner of the table, only to hold a cold hand.

"The inchworm bends to seek trust; the dragon and snake stings to protect oneself."

"Ah!"

There was a hint of bitterness at the corner of his lips, and he tightened the jade pendant in his hand. The white jade joints were stained with haze, as if he wanted to crush it to pieces before he would give up.

…

Royal Street.

"Oh, isn't that the carriage of our Laughing King? Hahaha..." The vendor setting up a stall on the street couldn't help but laugh. Just now he was telling the man next to him about the past of the Laughing King, but he didn't expect to talk about Cao Cao. Cao Cao arrives.

"My skin is thick enough. I've been living like a normal person all these years. I think that's probably true. Otherwise, I wouldn't care."

"Isn't it?"

The voice of these words was not concealed, and he even yelled at King An's carriage with his neck stretched out.

Wang Ying, who was following outside the carriage, was furious, but he could only hold the sword in his hand tightly.

The prince is too good-tempered and too indulgent of these unruly people.

These unscrupulous people know that their prince will not put on any airs, and even if he offends the prince, he will not get into trouble with these unscrupulous people, so they become more and more unscrupulous.

If the prince allowed him to treat these people, they would not dare to provoke him in front of him.

But it was the prince who made him angry... he was so "cowardly"! It's too wronged. He has endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden for these years. He has seen all the suffering that the prince has suffered.

The more those people talked, the more they talked, their saliva flew everywhere, their yellow teeth were exposed, their eyes flashed lustfully, and they danced and danced with excitement.

There were also people nearby who disliked this group of people. A middle-aged woman selling sesame seed cakes curled her lips, wiped her hands on the linen apron, and said, "I am a prince after all. I don't know what I say. Be careful with your head."

"Hey, do you feel bad? Your husband is still here, are you starting to act unruly?"

"You!" The middle-aged woman was so angry that her neck and face suddenly turned red. She looked around and picked up the rolling pin.

"What are you doing! Want to hit someone?"

boom!

"Ouch...!"

For a time, the busiest section of Royal Street was in chaos, with people quarreling and people watching the excitement.

Everyone saw a couple selling sesame seed cakes working together to beat up the yellow-toothed man selling dry goods next to them.

The man with yellow teeth is called Da Huangya by his surroundings. He is a man with a very vicious mouth. He is already in his forties and is still a bachelor.

King An's carriage, which was far away, could still see the situation over there. Wang Ying didn't know what was going on, so he looked back from time to time. It wasn't until the imperial army arrived that the situation there became quiet.

Wang Ying couldn't help but glance at the carriage curtain. It was so busy outside just now, and the prince had no intention of opening the curtain to take a look.

Sometimes he felt that the prince was too calm and would never return to the high-spirited young man he once was.