The bones are well defined and as white as jade. Such hands are born to be pampered.

At this moment, he was carefully removing the bones of a little fox.

It's stained with a lot of oil and water.

An Yi was beside him, already numb to such a scene.

The wild beasts in the mountains tear their prey alive and eat the flesh and blood together.

Where to eat cooked food?

Now that the little fox is being taken care of, let alone raw meat, he is unwilling to even chew the bones.

The master has to chop it off before eating it. No one has such a fate.

The little fox's temper comes and goes quickly.

Very coaxing.

He was still fuming just now, but now he was lying aside obediently.

Eat whatever you feed.

Feng Yan separated the last chicken leg, washed her hands, and hugged it again.

Use a clean handkerchief to clean the hair that has just been soiled.

"Why are you so squeamish?"

An Yi: "..."

It's not what you're used to.

Yan He had eaten and drank enough. No matter what he said, whatever the sponsor's father said at this time was right.

It's really uncomfortable to have oil and water stuck to your hair.

He helped me, just say a few words.

She raised her head and rubbed his arm gently: "Hey~"

The originally closed windows and doors were opened at this time.

"Selling candied haws on haws~"

“Candied fruit, candied fruit~delicious candied fruit, if it’s not delicious, it doesn’t cost anything~”

"It's sponge cake, it's sponge cake, it's a good sponge cake~"

Tianzi Pavilion is located in the busiest street in Kyoto City. As soon as the window is opened, the sound of shouts comes in one after another.

Yan He's narrowed eyes moved slightly and opened again.

He struggled out with two arms and jumped onto the soft couch.

His two front paws pulled open the window, and he stood on tiptoes to look down.

But what caught the eye was the obstructing eaves, and nothing else could be seen.

It lowered its two paws.

The hind legs bent.

Before he could jump up, he was hugged into his arms again.

I got a lot higher instantly.

Seen from this angle, everything underneath becomes particularly clear.

Many voices suddenly became clearer.

"Hey, have you heard? The regent and your Majesty were assassinated last night when they were visiting the temple fair..."

"Who do you think is so bold as to dare to strike at the emperor's feet?"

"You dare to commit assassination, do you still need to choose a place?"

"Do you think it could be some princes far away in the fiefdom?"

Suddenly a voice came in quietly, and the original discussion stopped instantly.

Yan He couldn't see it.

I could only hear that voice ringing again, much more panicked than before: "I, I, I just made a random guess. I just heard that King Xinnan recently... Forget it, don't say it, I'm also blind. Guess.”

Just leave this sentence and leave.

Only a few people who had been intrigued by him were left scratching their heads, not knowing what he was going to say.

It was quiet for a while.

"Is it really King Xinnan? The little emperor is so young and protected by the regent. It is not impossible to... get rid of the regent first."

"Is King Xinnan so stupid? Did you choose to attack in Kyoto City?"

"You are stupid. Your Majesty is so young. Where can you go? If you don't take action now, how will you do it when you grow up?"

"But can the regent really delegate power then?"

"If the regent cannot delegate power, shouldn't King Xinnan take action earlier? What if one day the regent figures it out and wants to..."

The louder they discussed, the less serious the vendors' shouts became.

Yan He leaned in the man's arms and listened to them muttering and discussing very deliberately for a long time.

She looked up and glanced at his face.

You can't see clearly, but you can guess that his face is expressionless.

Being able to sit in this position, I am afraid that these remarks have become commonplace and are no longer painful.

But she always felt something was wrong.

After the people who had been discussing for a long time walked away, the people who heard it fell silent instantly.

After exchanging a few glances, they continued to go about their business.

Some things are good to know.

They didn't dare to discuss it too much, lest it lead to death.

As for whether the emperor's position is occupied by the 4-year-old prince, the regent who has already taken over the power, or the king Xinnan who is far away in the fiefdom, they don't care the most.

As long as their lives are better, it makes no difference to them who does it.

Feng Yan touched the smooth hair and took in the scene below one by one. She opened her thin lips and said, "The fire is lit."

......

When he was about to leave, the shopkeeper of Junyue Building bowed in.

Wait for him to speak.

"If a woman who claims to be my savior comes to seek help, I will spare no effort."

The voice just fell.

The soft ears on the palm twitched twice, and the little fox turned over.

After eating, I started to close my eyes and take a rest.

The shopkeeper didn't even raise his head, but lowered his body: "Yes."

When the regent walked out of the door and the footsteps disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief.

About to get up.

A pair of black boots appeared in front of him, and he quickly bent down: "Sir, do you still have something to tell me?"

An Yi handed over the portrait in his hand: "If the other party comes, find a way to keep her and send someone to the Regent's Palace immediately."

"Yes."

Quiet again.

The shopkeeper held the portrait, looked up, and saw that he was the only one left.

Then he slowly opened the portrait.

"..."

The portrait is a portrait, but there is a painting but no image.

Just looking at the figure, although it is just a back view, it is like a fairy, making it difficult to look away.

This woman...

Forget it.

It would be best for him not to speculate too much about my father's affairs.

.................................................. ...............

On the way back, Yan He finally remembered that they were going to the Junyue Building just now.

Wouldn't it be nice if she came directly here next time?

But when she came, Feng Yan wasn't there either.

Turned over with some pain.

Before she could think about it.

His head was lightly touched.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Boom~"

Of course I was thinking about how to create a chance encounter, what else could I be thinking about?

Feng Yan's eyebrows were lowered, and while his face was expressionless, his expression was inexplicably gloomy, and his anger could not be concealed.

It really looked like everyone was secretly asking for Yama's life behind their backs.

But the hand that fell on the little fox was gentle and gentle.

He hooked the red rope around his neck and said, "Don't take this thing off."

The little fox seemed to be able to understand his words and raised his head: "Hey~"

"If it falls..."

He didn't say anything else.

The little fox blinked, obviously confused.

"Nothing, just sleep peacefully."

"..."

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