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The imperial dining room was busy for a long time, and finally picked the first batch of persimmons, which filled many baskets.No matter what kind of worthless thing, as long as it is in the palace, it must be given to the master first to try something new.The stewards of the imperial dining room specially selected persimmons with thin skin and thick flesh and excellent appearance, and set up an exquisite fruit plate facing the roster of the whole palace.

Because it is the intention of the imperial dining room, it would not show sincerity if the palaces ask for it themselves, and the imperial dining room will send the little eunuchs to send them over one by one.This job is even better than picking persimmons. If you can catch up with a generous and proud master, rewards are indispensable.

The favored eunuchs of all the subordinates in charge got good jobs, but there was only one Shenyun Palace left who no one cared about.Although everyone in the palace could guess that it is impossible for Concubine Feng Gui to be in such a slump, Shen Yun Palace will still be favored in the future, but no one wants to be in trouble at this pass, whether it is the superiors or Concubine Feng Gui blame, it is not a good thing.In the end, the only one left in Liu's hands did not arrange to go out. He happened to see Liu Yu standing aside. After thinking about it for a while, it was better to offend Xin Xin too much now, and he planned to assign a little eunuch under the enemy's hand to go out. At that time, Liu Yu stood up, bowed, and asked, "What's wrong with you? The servant is idle and can run errands for you."

Zhang Zhang paused, thinking that he could not blame himself, and said: "These few plates of persimmons, you go and send them to Lady Feng of Shenyun Palace."

Liu Yu bowed his head and answered yes, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

After returning to Taiqing Palace, Jing Yan and Qiao Yu shared the persimmons they brought back.Persimmons are cold in nature. Qiao Yu has a bad spleen and stomach since he was a child, and he would feel uncomfortable if he ate too much. Jing Yan forbade him to eat too much, and only let him taste two of them before putting them away.But Qiao Yu was a little glutton, and couldn't help it at all. When Jing Yan was reading scriptures in the house in the afternoon, he sneaked to the shaded place where the persimmons were placed to eat.

Jing Yan felt something was wrong, Qiao Yu was usually very clingy, even if he had nothing to do, he would pester Jing Yan and talk to him, but now he couldn't see anyone for a long time.Jing Yan raised his eyebrows, put down the book in his hand, and looked outside.

Sure enough, in the place where the persimmons were hidden, Qiao Yu was found stealing like a little mouse.

He is still a little clever in doing bad things. After eating one, he throws the peel far away, then pokes his head out to observe the left and right, and then starts to eat the next one.Maybe it was because he had been vigilant for so long without being noticed, so Qiao Yu ate boldly and confidently.

Qiao Yu was brought up spoiled and pampered. Since he was a child, he never had a shortage of food and drink, but since he came to Taiqing Palace, not to mention delicacies from mountains and seas, even desserts were secretly given to him by Xinxin. It was rare to eat a fresh persimmon. He also has a childish temper, so it's not wrong to be gluttonous.

Jing Yan stood quietly not far away, stared at him for a long time, watched him eat two or three without stopping, finally, covering Qiao Yu's mouth, hiccupped a little, twisted suddenly face, only to see Jing Yan's figure.

Qiao Yu hurriedly kicked Guopi behind him as if trying to cover his ears, and stood up all of a sudden, not daring to look up again.

A little, no, a lot of fear.

Jing Yan took a few steps closer, squatted down, and looked at Qiao Yu at the same level.His pupils were deep and dark, more than half covered by drooping eyelids, Qiao Yu, a little fool, couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

When he got close, he could smell the sweet persimmon aroma on Qiao Yu's body.

Just as sweet as Qiao Yu.

Jing Yan asked softly: "Are the persimmons delicious? Blame me for not letting you eat them?"

When he said this, he spoke softly, no different from usual, but Qiao Yu could tell that the prince was indeed angry.

Qiao Yu shrank to the side, looking very pitiful, and it was rare to seriously promise to Jing Yan, "Your Highness, Your Highness, don't be angry, it's all because of my gluttony, greedy mouth, from now on, I will never steal it again."

Because of being overly nervous, he even licked his thumb, which was sweet, and then couldn't hold back a few more mouthfuls.As if realizing that his behavior was adding to the wrong and unforgivable, Qiao Yu hurriedly pressed his finger, shaking his head like a rattle, "Persimmons are not tasty, not at all, don't be angry, Just scold me."

He has always been good at doing naughty things, he is like this at home, and he is also like this in the East Palace, he is used to being lawless.But he knew that neither the grandmother nor the prince would be really angry.If they were really angry, Qiao Yu would want to shrink into a ball, not afraid of being scolded, and hoped to forgive herself.

Jing Yan looked at his appearance, there was nothing he could do with him, and he was all laughed angrily.But he covered half of his face with his wide sleeves, Qiao Yu lowered his head to admit his mistake again, and didn't see the expression on his face at all.

Jing Yan didn't speak for a long time.

Qiao Yu only felt that the time was difficult and became more and more nervous.He leaned forward as if he was dying, closed his eyes tightly, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, and he had a fearless expression on his face, "If you scold me, you won't be relieved by scolding, it's okay, you can flick my forehead, grab me Nose, face pinching, whatever, whatever."

At this point, his voice was still trembling, "I, I'm not afraid of pain! Don't, don't be angry, it's so sad to be angry."

In this world, the last thing he wanted was to make the prince sad.

Jing Yan smiled and said, "What are you doing beating you? Can you make me feel better? When the time comes to cry, I have to coax you. Find something to do for yourself?"

Qiao Yu still didn't dare to open his eyes, so he said softly, "Then you're not angry with me? You can't do anything else, you're angry."

Jing Yan straightened the crooked hard head for him, and found that the corner of Qiao Yu's clothes had been torn again at some point, exposing the layers of lining inside, which were all dusty.

The Taifu Supervisor has always been too slow to the Taiqing Palace, and the orders are always in short supply and postponed. Up to now, they have not even sent winter clothes and charcoal fire.Qiao Yu was afraid of the cold, but he didn't complain to Jing Yan. He knew that complaining was useless, but it made his prince unhappy. He wrapped several sets of autumn clothes on his body, and then put on a coat. He gained more than one inch of weight lock up.

Qiao Yu is an extremely cute child.

Jing Yan wiped the dust off his wrist, but he wasn't angry with him. He lied to Qiao Yu slowly and said, "It's not that you are not angry. You lied to me just now, and you didn't do what you promised. Why don't we make an agreement now, From today to tomorrow, you are not allowed to cry, otherwise you will lie to me again, and I will be even more angry."

When Qiao Yu heard it, her ears seemed to stand up, and she hurriedly grabbed Jing Yan's sleeve and asked, "Is it true? As long as you don't cry, it's fine?"

He has grown up now, and he no longer sheds tears like he did when he was a child. Unless there is something really sad and sad, he will not cry.Qiao Yu counted in her heart, she hadn't cried for a long, long time.

Jing Yan smiled slightly and nodded.

Qiao Yu happily agreed, thinking that she would be able to finish it, the prince would not be angry anymore, and would be happy as usual.

Jing Yan's phoenix eyes were half-opened and half-closed, calmly looking at Qiao Yu's bouncing back, thinking about what happened just now and the agreement.

Isn't that what teaching disobedient children is all about?

A lesson has to be taught to remember.