EBE Chapter 629 Errands
Chapter 629 Errands
Zhan Yan had heard of the old Prince Jing. He was the only king of the opposite sex ever appointed by the late emperor. Jingcheng did not originally belong to the Sheng Dynasty. It was the old Prince Jing who defected with the city, and that was why he was valued by the late emperor and was personally in charge of Jingcheng.
To prevent him from posing a threat to the throne in the future, the late emperor made him swear publicly that he would never bring his clansmen to live in the capital.
He had agreed to it at the time, but he didn't expect that he would go back on his word.
He frowned and pondered, "On the surface, Prince Jing's act of burying the princess is a gesture of loyalty to the Emperor. It's hard to refuse, both publicly and privately!"
Emperor Sheng An sighed helplessly, "Yes, I just can't refuse, so I'm quite distressed. I haven't had any contact with Jingcheng for so many years. If they come back this time, I'm afraid they will cause trouble again!"
Zhan Yan comforted him: "If the enemy comes, we will stop him with our generals, and if the water comes, we will block it with earth. No matter what the old Prince Jing is planning, with my father and I here, we will not let you get into trouble!"
Emperor Sheng An smiled easily. He was waiting for Zhan Yan to say this.
The old Prince Jing was conferred a title by the previous emperor and holds a high status. As the current emperor, he has to turn a blind eye to some things.
Otherwise, he would be criticized by the people of Jingcheng.
After all, he still cares about his own face.
But Zhan Yan and the emperor's uncle are different. They can help him block some unreasonable requests.
Emperor Sheng An spoke quickly: "Okay, I'll leave the reception of Prince Jing to you. You share my worries, and I'll support you. If they are rude, you should beat them and punish them. Don't show any mercy!"
Zhan Yan leaned forward and accepted the order: "Yes!"
He left the palace and returned to Prince Li's Mansion.
Lin Yiwan placed a piece of rice paper in front of him and said, "You're back just in time. Can you name our children?"
Zhan Yan is bad at naming, he really doesn't know what to call himself!
He was silent for a moment before speaking: "What did grandpa say? You didn't ask him to help?"
Lin Yiwan reached out and pinched him, "You're the child's father, you have to take on the responsibility of naming. Besides, are you really going to let your grandfather name you? He could name your first child Zhan Baizhu, your second child Zhan Huangqi, and your third child Zhan Banxia!"
Zhan Yan couldn't help laughing. These were all names of medicines, like something his grandfather could come up with.
He sat in the chair and thought for a long time, but he couldn't come up with any idea.
Lin Yiwan was getting a little impatient waiting: "Isn't it just a name? Is it that difficult?"
She was wearing a scarlet brocade dress at the time. Because she had to feed her child, the collar was very loose. If she moved slightly, the magnificent scene between her chest could be seen.
Zhan Yan couldn't help but swallow subconsciously. He muttered softly, "Wanwan, my mind is a little fuzzy right now. I need to do something to clear my mind!"
Lin Yiwan's thinking has been a little slow recently, and she didn't hear the hidden meaning of Zhan Yan's words.
She really thought he had something wrong with his head.
She quickly walked around behind him, reached out and gently pressed his temple, saying, "How much work has the emperor assigned you? Is it that you're so exhausted?"
Since he was sitting and she was standing behind him, the magnificent scene mixed with the sweet aroma of milk surrounded him completely.
His breathing felt unstable, and he suddenly turned around and hugged Lin Yiwan tightly.
She screamed in fear: "Hey, Zhan Yan, what are you doing in broad daylight?"
Zhan Yan replied in a hoarse voice: "Of course I have to do something to clear my mind!" After that, he picked her up and carried her sideways.
Lin Yiwan hooked her arms around his neck tightly, her pretty face turning a charming red.
She reminded him quietly, "We can't fight Yan. It's broad daylight now. It would be terrible if father and mother come looking for us!"
Zhan Yan only heard the first half of the sentence. He frowned and retorted, "Why can't I do it? I want you to see how capable your husband is!"
The tent slowly fell, and he immediately stepped forward.
After Lin Yiwan gave birth to a child, her body became more sensitive. Just a slight touch almost made Zhan Yan lose his composure.
He couldn't help but feel his eyes turn red. He couldn't bear the stigma of being incompetent, otherwise, his wife would dislike him.
He quickly collected his thoughts and worked silently.
Afterwards, Lin Yiwan couldn't figure out how the children were named and put on the bed. She was a little confused.
Seeing the refreshed Zhan Yan, her pretty face was filled with resentment.
The two of them missed dinner time due to the noise. Ling'er and Zi'er outside were probably going to laugh at her.
She couldn't help but blame: "Zhan Yan, it's all your fault. You dragged me into this nonsense again!"
Zhan Yan comforted him gently, "You blame me, so I have to carry you to take a bath, okay?"
Lin Yiwan simply stretched out her arms: "Okay, come and hold me!"
Zhan Yan picked her up and walked quickly towards the bathroom.
The bathroom is right next door, which is very convenient.
After Lin Yiwan was put into the bathtub, she felt that the pain in her body had subsided a lot.
She splashed water on herself randomly and said, "We still need to come up with a name. We've done what we need to do. Your mind should be clear now, right?"
Zhan Yan laughed: "I'll write it down on paper right away. Tomorrow you can go to the Buddhist temple and ask a master to tell you your fortune!"
Lin Yiwan hurriedly urged: "Then go write it!"
Zhan Yan entered the study, and after a moment he took out a folded piece of rice paper and put it into the brocade box.
Lin Yiwan had also packed up. After she was sure that no one would notice anything, she dragged Zhan Yan to find Prince Li and his wife.
At this moment, Prince Li was reading poetry with Lin Su. His clear and melodious voice wafted from inside the house, causing Zhan Yan to mutter inwardly, "Wanwan, our father is so particular. He's letting the child listen to poetry before he's even born!"
Lin Yiwan couldn't help but glare at him. "Do you think everyone is like you, just rubbing their belly and asking the kids to call you daddy? If they could actually call you daddy, wouldn't you be scared to death?"
Zhan Yan chuckled, "I'm not like our father who loves to read sour poems. I'm good at martial arts, but I can't let them punch and kick you in the stomach, right? That would hurt me!"
Lin Yiwan didn't say anything else and pushed the door open and walked into the room.
Prince Li's voice suddenly stopped as he read the poem. His complicated gaze first fell on Lin Yiwan, and then glared at Zhan Yan: "Have you rested well?"
I have to say, this is an interesting question.
Just by the noise Zhan Yan made, everyone knew that he was not resting.
This is a blatant mockery!
Anyone else would have felt incredibly guilty, but Zhan Yan was a thick-skinned person. He replied directly, "Yes, Wanwan and I are both resting well. Thank you, Father, for your concern!"
Prince Li suddenly clenched the book of poetry in his hand, and really wanted to smash it in his shameless face.
Lin Su came to the rescue at the right time: "Wanwan, you're here so late, you must not have had dinner yet, right? I'll ask the kitchen to make you a bowl of shredded chicken noodles."
Lin Yiwan was feeling dizzy and disoriented from hunger, but when she heard Lin Su's question, she felt that her mother was very considerate.