After rebirth, I took the script of spoiling my wife

On a sunny spring afternoon, Jun Yan accompanied Rong Qing for a walk in the small garden of the East Palace.

The palace people followed from a distance, not daring to approach, for fear of disturbing them.

At this time, a palace man trotted over in a hurry and rushed directly in front of Jun Yan and Rong Qing.

"Your Highness, Mr. An summoned you to go to the Imperial Study Room."

"..." Jun Yan, who was about to sit and rest in the octagonal pavilion with Rong Qing for a while, lost the smile on his face.

Seeing Jun Yan not speaking for a long time, the palace servants who were kneeling on the ground panicked.

"Your Highness." Rong Qing lightly touched Jun Yan's sleeve.

"Lonely, let's go."

Jun Yan let go of Rong Qing's waist: "When you're tired, go back to the central hall to rest."

"Okay, let's go!" Rong Qing said with a smile.

Jun Yan nodded, then left, and the palace servants quickly followed.

Imperial study room

Jun Yan bowed to the emperor expressionlessly: "My son pays his respects to the emperor."

"Here we come." The emperor put down the booklet and looked up at Jun Yan: "I have something I want you to do this time."

"You know that Anguo's envoy will arrive in a few days, and I want you to meet Anguo Crown Prince Lian."

After Jun Yan heard this, he raised his lips lightly, and mocked lightly: "An Guo is just a subordinate country, and the emperor must value them so much."

"How did I teach you that the prince of a country must have the demeanor of a great country, how can he belittle him just because he is a subsidiary country." The emperor frowned a little displeased.

Jun Yan continued to laugh, but the smile was so cold that there was no warmth: "I obey the order."

I really wanted to suppress him when I found a chance.But what is the use? It is to let the common people, all the officials, and even people from other countries know how light he is as a prince.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Remember to be a prince of a country." The emperor was happy, and even the bad mood of just reading the brochure was gone.

Yangcheng

An Zilian stood in front of the window on the second floor of the restaurant, watching the crowd passing by, his hand holding the window frame slightly tightened.

"My lord, it's windy outside."

"If I can't stand the wind, why would I come to Tiansheng." An Zilian said with a slightly bitter voice, "I didn't come to die, I came to give him a gift."

The boy behind him took a deep breath.Others may be deceived by the prince's weak appearance, but he knows how ruthless this man's heart is, so ruthless that it doesn't hurt to cut his own flesh. "

"Young master, you will be fine."

"You have been with me for so many years, and you have suffered." An Zilian turned around and looked at Xiaoran with concern on his face, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "If you are afraid, you can pack up and leave now, but if you don't leave now , I can’t leave.”

"I swear to die with you, Young Master." Xiao Ran knelt on the ground and gave An Zilian a big gift.

"Remember what you said." An Zilian's voice was tinged with warmth, but his eyes were still cold.

in a few days

Jun Yan led a group of people out of the palace, but outside the city gate, An Zilian got out of the carriage early, wearing a white robe, which complemented his white clothes with snow, and his lips were red and his teeth were white.

His already fair face was made even fairer by the white robe, and with the red lips, he gave birth to a bit of coquettishness, like a seductive fairy.

An Zilian stood indifferently, his eyes kept looking in the direction of the city gate.

It wasn't until a black robe embroidered with gold appeared in front of An Zilian's eyes that An Zilian slowly smiled lightly.

"Wan'an, Prince of the Heavenly Sage." An Zilian performed a salute to Jun Yan.

"..." Jun Yan dismounted, turned around and looked at An Zilian.

He looked at the young man who started the war in his previous life, and he couldn't believe it.

He originally thought that he was also a strong and strong person, or a tall and straight person.

It never occurred to him that he was actually a weak young man, and he looked like he was particularly easy to bully.

Sure enough, people are not judged by their appearances, and there is a cruel heart hidden under such a good-looking skin.

"You can skip the courtesy, let's go to the city." Jun Yan didn't want to get along too much with this person.

But An Zilian didn't want to let him go: "His Royal Highness seems to be very hostile to Zilian."

His tone was lazy, but Jun Yan didn't like it: "Prince An, don't talk nonsense."

"His Royal Highness's words are serious. Zi Lian admired you very much when he saw His Royal Highness for the first time."

"..." Jun Yan's expression gradually turned cold, this man was really thoughtful.

If he hadn't known what this person would do in his previous life, he might have been fooled by his appearance.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince really hates Zilian?" An Zilian pretended to be sad, and wiped the corner of his eyes.

"If Prince An doesn't want to go into the city, he can camp outside." Jun Yan didn't want to pay attention to this man as a monster.He is not that interested in playing this kind of trick with him.

An Zilian, who was making fun of himself, put away his sad expression and put on a light smile.

"His Royal Highness is really boring, and I don't know how you dote on your Zhengjun." Seemingly complaining, An Zilian was testing the truth of the rumors.

"..." Jun Yan ignored him, mounted his horse, and was about to return to the city.

An Zilian's eyes widened. He didn't expect that this person would not give him face. After all, he is also the prince of a country, so he must show some effort on the surface.

"Son."

"Let's go into the city." An Zilian turned and walked towards the carriage.

As soon as he arrived at the post house, Jun Yan handed over the person to the person in charge of the post house, and rode back to the East Palace by himself.

"This man..." An Zilian was so startled by Jun Yan's operation that he didn't know what to say.

……

"Rong Qing, this is fun!" Cang Heng shared with Rong Qing some gadgets he got from outside the palace.

Rong Qing felt helpless looking at the two crickets in his hand, these things are usually liked by rich kids.

He is only interested in paintings. He has seen such things, but he doesn't play with them.

But looking at Cang Heng's happy look, he didn't know what he wanted.

"Choose one, and then we'll fight crickets." Cang Heng suggested to Rong Qing excitedly.

Rong Qing had no choice but to pick one at random, and Cang Heng put them into a container and let them fight.

"Let's bet on the lottery. If you win, you can ask me for something. If you lose, you can ask me for the same thing."

"Okay." Rong Qing agreed.

After a while, the winner was decided, which one Rong Qing chose won.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsssesses...

Rong Qing smiled: "The lottery just now counts."

"For counting."

"Then this lottery will be given to His Highness."

"Ah!!?" ​​Cang Heng was puzzled, but then he figured it out, and then he was sad.

It was another day when the heart was hurt by the beautiful love.

"Your Highness, the crown prince has returned to the palace." Xiao Yuzi trotted into the palace from outside.

When Rong Qing heard that His Highness had returned, she immediately stood up and ran outside...

Seeing such a scene, Cang Heng was even more sad, this difference in treatment really shouldn't be too obvious...