The little drunkard leaned back, physically expressing his intention to stay away from him.

Crossing his arms over his chest, he finally spoke with compassion.

"Okay, please explain quickly."

Since no one could tell the difference between the little drunkard now, he didn't dare to say anything else, lest she run away again.

"He is my student."

"student?"

"Well, he called me teacher just now, do you still remember?"

Although the little drunkard is a little confused, he is definitely not an ignorant person.

He lowered his head and thought carefully.

It seems true.

"I remembered?"

"Ah."

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"Ah."

"Can you lie down and rest?"

"can."

In fact, she's very easy to coax. Just go with her and say things she likes to hear so she won't get angry.

Just like when he was a little fox.

The pretty little beauty was lying on the bed, her long hair like splashes of ink spread on the pillow.

A hand stretched out and tugged on his sleeve.

"Together."

"Ah."

After being warmly invited, the regent couldn't care less about being clean, so he took off his outer robe and lay down in his underwear.

Carefully pick people up in your arms.

A big palm patted her back gently to comfort her: "Go to sleep, I'll stay with you."

"Um,"

He should have been sleepy for a long time.

Now that I lay down, it was extremely quiet and there was no more fuss.

It didn't take long.

The breathing in his arms gradually became longer.

Feng Yancai carefully kissed her fair forehead and was about to let go.

The man in his arms shouted angrily: "Feng Yan."

"Ok?"

"My tail..."

"What happened to the tail?"

"Is my tail showing?"

It looked like he was talking in his sleep, but Feng Yan still reached out and touched the quilt.

"No."

"That's good."

The little drunk was relieved.

She curled her lips and leaned into his arms again: "It would be bad if I scared you away."

"......fool."

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

the next day.

Yan He woke up from sleep and wine, but he was about to die.

It’s social death.

The long tail flicked vigorously on the soft couch.

With Feng Yan's cloak in his mouth, he couldn't help but shake his head from side to side.

"No~"

The drinking capacity is also a bit too bad.

She remembered that she only took a few sneaky licks at that time and didn't drink much at all.

Why did you start going crazy?

He also said that the little emperor was his son.

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

Sometimes people just don't think about it, but as soon as they say it, the person will appear at the door.

After looking around the study room, he ran towards her with a "da da da" sound.

"Little fox, it's snowing. It's snowing heavily outside. Do you want to play together?"

"Squeak~"

Yan He glanced sideways, seeing the snow-capped scenery, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

There were even a few birds staying on the eaves opposite.

It's a pity that she is not in the mood.

He lazily withdrew his gaze, turned around, and then lay down on his own.

The little emperor's invitation did not receive a reply, and he was not angry.

He simply climbed onto the soft couch and lay down with her.

His voice was extremely low, as if he was afraid of being heard by others, and said mysteriously:

"Little fox, do you know?"

The little fox raised his eyes and glanced at him, but was not attracted at all. He closed his eyes and continued to emo.

"The Regent's House is going to have a mistress."

"..."

Attracted.

Her beautiful eyes opened again, staring at him closely, waiting for the next step.

Probably because he saw the little fox looking at him.

The little emperor became more energetic.

"That's the sister we met last time."

Although he didn't quite understand it, he felt it should be like this.

Otherwise, why would my sister come to the Regent's Palace?

The regent wouldn't even let him come.

talking.

He turned around and lay down in the same direction as the little fox, secretly sharing his little secret.

"Actually, I think the regent is usually a bit fierce, but he is quite like my father. Then can I treat my sister as my mother in the future?"

Yan He suddenly got a good boy: "..."

She didn't expect it either.

Feng Yan, whom everyone kept at a distance from, turned out to be the image of an old father in the little emperor's heart.

Even she was directly promoted.

The little emperor is still chattering.

Feng Yan came in.

Holding a square tray in his hand, Yan He subconsciously twitched his nose.

It's roast chicken.

I can't help but feel embarrassed.

When the tray was placed on the table, she climbed up from the soft couch.

It was very different from the wilted state just now.

Feng Yan had already asked people to tear off the roasted chicken piece by piece.

He lowered his eyes and touched the little fox's ears.

But he said to the little emperor: "Your Majesty, what did you promise this morning?"

"Ow."

A reminder.

The little emperor climbed up from the soft couch.

Now that I am bolder, I know how to make terms: "If I finish copying, can I play in the snow?"

"can."

"Yeah~"

Then like a gust of wind, it blew to the opposite side, where he sat upright.

I really started writing.

Yan He raised his head with chicken in his mouth.

Thinking of what the little emperor said just now.

Look at him, then look at the people around you, then turn to look at him.

No matter how you look at it, it seems quite surprising.

He actually considered Feng Yan to be her father. Feng Yan, like her, didn't like her and was inexperienced.

She blinked, unable to look away in time.

The little emperor secretly stretched out his index finger and put it to his lips: "Shh!"

"..."

The courtyard of the Prince Regent's Palace was covered with a thick layer of snow.

The same snow-white little fox jumped up and down in the snow, leaving small footprints.

So cute.

"Little fox, watch your move."

There was a shout from the other side, and a round snowball flew over.

The little emperor obviously used a lot of strength. When Qiu flew out, he also fell into the snowdrift.

It's a pity that after so much effort, the snowball slid through an arc in the air and fell straight to the ground.

But where they were just now, there were only two small footprints left.

The little fox is already in the tree.

The others subconsciously moved away as they watched, trying to avoid standing under the tree.

But the little emperor raised his head and walked up with a ball of snow in his arms.

"Your Majesty, come quickly."

"Ah? What's wrong? I want to beat Xiao..."

"Susu"

"what!!!!"

The little emperor, who was originally relatively clean, was now half a snowman.

There was some on my head and shoulders, and even on my eyebrows.

"Little Fox!!!"

He didn't even bother to sweep the snow off his body.

While shouting, he bent down and started to pile up snowballs, which were even harder than before.

Neither of them noticed, a flash of white flashed by quickly.

When he got up, the little fox was gone again in the tree.

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