After exchanging marriage with my elder sister, I won with a bad hand.

Shen Yihuan felt that she must be dreaming, otherwise, how could this guy appear in her room.

He clearly said he had official business to attend to when he was at the door just now, and turned around and left. Although he said he would come to see her in the evening, it has only been a short time. There is no reason for him to do so.

Zhao Xun saw that she had a bitter face, as if she had encountered some big problem, and she looked really adorable.

He immediately felt like teasing her, so he put down the letter in his hand, stood up, walked up to her and said, "Little Confused, what are you thinking about?"

"Zhao Xun?"

Shen Yihuan was startled and blurted out the prince's name.

"Hmm?" Zhao Xun was stunned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and moved closer. "What do you call me?"

Shen Yihuan felt Zhao Xun's breath and instantly realized that this was reality, not a dream.

Although she hadn't figured out what was going on, she reacted very quickly, put on a smile and said, "Your Highness, you're here."

Zhao Xun shook his head and reminded, "No, you just called me by my name."

Shen Yihuan knew that he could not fool people any more, so he quickly got down from the couch in fear and trepidation and was about to kneel on the ground.

When Zhao Xun saw this, he quickly held her back and asked, "Huan'er, why are you doing this?"

"Please forgive me, Your Highness. I was so sleepy just now that I thought I was dreaming, so I accidentally overstepped my authority." She explained carefully, frightened like a frightened bird. Now she dared not even look at Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun didn't blame her at first. Seeing her being so cautious, he felt so heartbroken.

He helped Shen Yihuan sit down on the soft couch, and then said stickyly: "I don't blame you. On the contrary, when there is no one around, you can call me by my name. I give you this right."

He raised his eyebrows at her in a condescending tone, as if to say, "My Highness has been good to you and given you this honor. Are you touched?"

"Your Highness?"

"You are the woman I like. I like that we can be closer when no one is around." Zhao Xun hugged her, put his ear close to her, and whispered, "Come on, call me and let me hear it."

Shen Yihuan glanced at Zhao Xun who was looking expectant, and was speechless. She suddenly felt that Zhao Xun was not old yet, so how come the things he did became so greasy.

"What are you thinking about? You're distracted." Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhao Xun reached out and pinched the soft flesh on her waist.

What Shen Yihuan couldn't stand the most was having someone touch the flesh on his waist. It was really itchy.

As she dodged, she whispered, "Your Highness, why do you always bully me?"

"Who told you not to listen to me? Is it so difficult to ask you to shout?"

Shen Yihuan looked at his persistence and knew that he would not be able to escape today.

Gritting his teeth, he spoke carefully: "Then... Zhao Xun?"

"No, don't call me by my full name, just call me Brother Xun."

"This..." Shen Yihuan was a little embarrassed. What's wrong with this guy? Brother Xun, what kind of brother is he? Isn't he so cheesy?

Zhao Xun waited for so long, but still didn't wait for Shen Yihuan to call him Brother Xun, and he was immediately very unhappy.

He pulled Shen Yihuan into his arms and threatened, "If you don't scream today, then this prince will punish you."

As he spoke, a wicked expression appeared on his face, and his pair of thieving eyes glanced back and forth at her, vaguely revealing a hint of ill intention.

Shen Yihuan couldn't guess what he meant by that. She glared at him in shame and anger and bit her lip: "Xun...Brother Xun."

"Hey, be good." When Zhao Xun heard Shen Yihuan sweetly calling him Brother Xun, he felt like his bones were about to fall apart.

He responded loudly with joy, then held her face and kissed her red little mouth.

Shen Yihuan was kissed right on the spot, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Your Highness, you sneak attacked me again."

"You forgot again, what to call me, Your Highness?" Zhao Xun said with a persuasive look on his face.

"Brother Xun."

"Oh, how sweet."

Zhao Xun smiled slyly, and when he wanted to come closer, he was stopped by Shen Yihuan.

"Okay, Brother Xun, go and handle your business quickly. I'll stay by your side." Shen Yihuan coaxed Zhao Xun in a child-like tone, and then thought for a moment and said, "I'll grind for you. How about we add fragrance to your life?"

Red sleeves add fragrance!

"Okay, why not?" Zhao Xun's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Huan'er, you are such a wonderful person."

Every day, she can always give him different surprises. How many treasures are there in her? It seems that no matter how hard he tries, he can never find them all.

Shen Yihuan smiled and pulled him to the desk. After Zhao Xun sat down, his eyes were still staring at her. She smiled at him, poured some water on the inkstone, then picked up an ink stick and began to grind.

This ink stick was obviously of excellent quality, and the ink ground from it was black and thick. Zhao Xun picked up a brush, dipped a little on it, and began to deal with the matter seriously.

Time passed quietly. Shen Yihuan ground the ink slowly while glancing at the contents on the memorial from time to time.

There were a lot of trivial matters, and Zhao Xun handled them one by one patiently. Shen Yihuan was a little surprised that this childish guy was actually quite patient.

You know what, this guy looks like he's really serious about his work.

The dandy feeling is gone, and he looks more wise and steady. Well, this is the demeanor that a royal son should have.

Shen Yihuan's hands were a little sore from grinding, and seeing that there was enough ink in the inkstone, he put down the ink stick.

He turned around and poured a cup of fragrant tea for Zhao Xun, then walked to his side and whispered, "Your Highness, have some tea and take a rest."

Her gentle voice soothed Zhao Xun's irritability. He raised his head from the pile of memorials and looked at her pitifully: "Huan'er, I'm so tired. There are so many things to do."

"It's okay, let's not rush, take our time and deal with them one by one."

"There are so many trivial matters, which are really annoying. What's even more annoying is that there are floods in the south, locust plagues in the north, and droughts in the west."

Zhao Xun complained bitterly that he had only dealt with trivial matters in the past, but recently his father had begun to let him deal with some major state affairs.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable for a moment and a lot of pressure.

"Why do we have so many disasters in the Wei Dynasty?"

Zhao Xun said bitterly, thinking how great it would be if there were no natural disasters, then he wouldn't have to worry so much.

This was the first time Shen Yihuan saw him holding the empire in his hands. Only then did she realize that, as the prince, he knew what he was carrying on his shoulders.

"There is nothing we can do about natural disasters. They are beyond human control. We can only do our best to remedy the situation and reduce the suffering of those affected by the disaster."

Zhao Xun nodded. He knew all of this. He was just worried about how to deal with these things.

Shen Yihuan is smart, and it is not difficult to tell from the difficulty on his face that he certainly can't think of a way to deal with it.

"Your Highness, are you worried about how to deal with those things?"