Chapter 5 Ash's Second Secret
The lights seemed a little ambiguous.
Shi Yong looked up instinctively. He was looking at her.
With his eyes connected, Shi Yong saw the scrutiny under his eyes and quickly lowered his head.
"It is an honor for Ashi to be able to do things for adults. I want to cure you as soon as possible."
Zhao Yin nodded, as if accepting this explanation.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Has there been any abnormal movements in Shuntian Prefecture recently?"
Shi Yong was stunned.
I had long heard that the Jinyiwei monitored the court, and there were spies and spies from the Jinyiwei everywhere in almost every department, but she did not expect that the honest and dull Ashi was one of them.
Headache.
In addition to acupuncture, it is the Elephant Wife Eyeliner.
How many things did Ah Shi do not know about her?
With such a deep connection with the Jinyiwei, Shi Yong felt that he was tempting wildly on the edge of his life.
"No exception."
Zhao Yin's cold gaze swept over her head, "You are in the imperial prison today, you are abnormal."
"Hmm?" Shi Yong raised his head and bumped into a pair of cold eyes.
Zhao Yin looked at her and made a remark.
"Shi Yong's death is strange."
Shi Yong accelerated his hand suddenly, stimulating his fascia from the inside out to the opposite direction.
"Anyway, it's the one who dies, no matter how you die, you will die."
This way, it will hurt a lot and she has a lot of strength.
Zhao Yin pursed his lips to the point of pursing his lips, his forehead was filled with cold sweat, and his eyes looked at her coldly, thinking about something.
"Uncle A Yin, Uncle A Yin——"
The childish shouts came, and there were dense footsteps outside the house.
"Crown Prince, you can't go in."
This was the voice of the guard Xie Fang, but it was obvious that he could not stop the little prince.
"Does go. I want to see Uncle Ayin, whoever blocks will die."
The little brat has a big temper.
"Sir?" Shi Yongzheng wanted to ask what to do, so Zhao Yin leaned over and covered her mouth, tilted his head at her, "Hide."
Shi Yong nodded.
Zhao Yin let go, and a thin layer of calluses in his palm rubbed across her lips. Shi Yong was excited and suddenly tensed.
Yu Guang glanced over, Zhao Yin had already sat upright, put down his trouser legs and returned to calm, as if the pain just now was just her hallucination.
Shi Yong sighed that he was not as good as this ability to endure pain.
The moment the little prince Zhao Yunzhen pushed the door open, Shi Yong, who didn't know where to hide, rushed to the big bed in the room and buried himself in the quilt. After thinking about it, he quickly reached out to put the tent down and huddled his whole body inside.
Zhao Yin: “…”
"Uncle A Yin." Zhao Yunzhen's lips were red and her teeth were white, her big eyes flashed, and her face was a naughty look. She looked at the open window, "Are you practicing kung fu in the house?"
Zhao Yin stroked his knees and asked without answering, "How could Your Highness come here?"
When Zhao Ni became emperor at the age of 16, he is now nineteen years old, but his descendants are thin. He got this son only at the age of 39, and he is so spoiled that he is lawless. He is simply a treasure.
"There is a lot of lively every day, but the palace is very deserted. Before my father's illness was cured, my mother refused to pay attention to others, so I was bored."
Zhao Yunzhen said, taking out a small Trojan horse that he got from somewhere, "Uncle A Yin, can you play with me?"
Zhao Yin rubbed his hair, "Send you back to the palace and play tomorrow."
"fraud!"
The nine-year-old little dumpling Zhao Yunzhen is more entangled than his emperor sister. She climbs on Zhao Yin like a monkey, her lips curled like a crescent moon, and she just refuses to go down.
"You said that I am the prince and the most noble child in the world."
"You are." Zhao Yin held back his pain and hugged him.
"But you can slap me in the butt and want to drive me away, you don't listen to me."
“…”
"Uncle A Yin, I want to cure you."
Shi Yong was in the tent and couldn't see how the little kid was messing with others, but the fierceness of the domineering scoundrel who wanted to cry in the end was a bit funny.
"How do you punish me?" Zhao Yin seemed to be coaxing him.
Zhao Yunzhen curled his mouth and said, "You are punished to take me to the river lanterns, and you are punished to play with me all night."
"Nothing!" Zhao Yin's voice was impatient, "Xie Fang, where is the Crown Prince's Changsui?"
"Hmph, they dare not come in without my permission. If they dare to come, I will kill them."
The little brat said harsh words, and saw Zhao Yin's face, his voice gradually weakened again, pulling his sleeves around.
"Uncle A Yin, I don't want to go back to the Eastern Palace, I don't want to be alone. Today is the Zhongyuan Festival, I'm afraid."
“…”
Zhao Yin picked up the little brat and coughed heavily.
"Okay, I'll accompany you until the third update to send you back."
"No. My father has already agreed to live in the Wuling Hall tonight and be your company."
There was no movement in the tent, and Zhao Yin coughed again, reminding the people in the tent to leave secretly.
"Then you stay until the third update."
"No, no. Uncle A Yin, you are my master and my uncle, so I want you to accompany you."
A voice of uncle made Zhao Yin frown.
"Where did you learn it?"
Zhao Yunzhen opened his innocent eyes and said, "What did you learn?"
Seeing that the child was confused, Zhao Yin stopped talking and bent down and put him on the ground.
"Wait for me to get a piece of clothes and accompany you to set up the river lantern."
"Ao--" As soon as the little brat's feet landed on the ground, he slipped away and ran directly to the bed in the house.
"I'll sleep here tonight."
Zhao Yunzhen has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He is agile and does not give anyone a chance to react. He lifts the bed tent and falls in.
Then, a shaking sound was made.
"Uncle Ayin has a woman on his bed."
Zhao Yin:...
Shi Yong was almost asleep when he was almost waiting, and suddenly a warm and chubby little body came in and was shocked.
After looking at a little child for a while, she raised her lips.
"The young lady has met His Highness."
Zhao Yunzhen looked at her, then looked back at Zhao Yin who was walking over, with his big eyes suddenly becoming weird.
"Uncle Ayin, I'm finished."
Zhao Yin reached out to carry his collar and "Down."
"Uncle A Yin-—" Zhao Yunzhen cried with a sad face, "I have a skin-loving relationship with this woman. Do I want to marry her?"
Shi Yong:...
Zhao Yin:...
"The father said that men should not be close to women casually. Once they get close, they will be responsible." Zhao Yunzhen turned around with a bitter face and glanced at Shi Yong who seemed to be smiling. His two beautiful eyebrows were pulled up, looking helpless, "What's your name? Which family's lady is it? When I go back and report to my father, I will come to welcome you..."
Dong! Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yin knocked on his forehead.
"Walk."
One pun.
He took Zhao Yunzhen out like a chicken. Shi Yong also slowly got off the bed, leaned against the door and looked at the two big and small backs away, raised the corners of his lips, and walked back to the house, and followed the way he came to the spiritless hall.
There was a dark shadow in the dark alley, like a thief. When Shi Yong came out, he quickly hid in the darkness.
Shi Yongwei stopped.
He smiled and touched the wall.
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Chapter completed!