Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Shen Yan's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't speak.

Jiang Wen'an knew he was in the wrong, so he never pushed Zhu Ru out to excuse himself.

Thinking about the food I saw on the ground just now, I asked, "Have you eaten it?"

Shen Yan didn't answer, but his stomach began to protest, "gurgling" a few times.

There was a crack on the little guy's always cold face.

"Pfft—" Jiang Wen'an couldn't help laughing out loud, in exchange for Shen Yan's slap in the face.

He stared at the person, but his face was obviously red, Jiang Wenan thought it was very cute.

"You wait." As soon as the words finished, Jiang Wen'an had already run out.

He groped in the small kitchen for a long time, and only found half a pack of noodles. He took a closer look, but fortunately, it was not moldy and could be eaten.

He quickly cooked the simplest vermicelli in clear soup, and went in with a steaming bowl of noodles.

Jiang Wen'an rushed in, put down the bowl and placed it beside Shen Yan's bed, and twisted his earlobe with his fingertips.

"There's nothing here, just eat what you can, and I'll give it to you when you get to Nongxue Pavilion..."

"Hey" he said and waved his hands. It's not sure whether Shen Yan will go back with him now. It's useless for him to make plans here alone. "You eat first."

Shen Yan's eyes fell on his reddened fingertips, and his stomach groaned twice.

He was silent, and finally lowered his head and held the bowl to eat the noodles.

Jiang Wen'an thought that he would have to coax him a lot before he would eat noodles, but he didn't expect it to be so easy. It seems that the little guy is really hungry.

Seeing him eating with restraint, his gestures elegant and noble, Jiang Wen'an secretly sighed, what a good boy, how could the emperor be so cruel to him.

Taking advantage of the time when Shen Yan'an was eating quietly, Jiang Wen'an was not idle, apologizing to him.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to come back later to have a New Year's Eve dinner with you."

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen, and it's all my fault."

"..."

He hadn't typed the draft, and he said what he thought, intermittently and illogically.

Shen Yan remained silent the entire time, not knowing if he had listened.

"I've already told the emperor to let you go back to Nongxue Pavilion with me, so we don't have to suffer in the cold palace, okay?"

Jiang Wen'an yawned as he spoke, and slowly lay down beside the bed, and finally fell asleep.

Shen Yan finished the last sip of soup, licked the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the man lying on his quilt.

Jiang Wen'an's noodles in clear soup were not very fragrant due to the lack of seasoning, but it gave him warmth on the last day of the year.

The hot soup slid down his mouth and into his throat, and his body slowly warmed up, making him feel alive.

The candle flame flickered on his face, and the unfinished quilt was pierced with a needle. Shen Yan took out the needle and placed it on the candle flame to burn for a while.

Where the heart beat lay a packet of poison, which the old nanny had left him for self-preservation before she died.

Jiang Wen'an's white neck was exposed in front of him defenselessly, and the pulse on the neck was beating rhythmically.

Just put a little on it, stick it in slowly, and he'll stop breathing in no time.

Jiang Wen'an didn't seem to be sleeping very well, turned his face away, and muttered vaguely: "It's so cold..."

……

A ray of light pierced through the window, Jiang Wen'an narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to block the sunlight.

He rolled around, and the rough quilt slipped off his body, which was much rougher than the quilt he had covered in the Nongxue Pavilion these days.

After a few minutes of silence, he suddenly opened his eyes——

No, he should be in Shen Yan's cold palace now!

Hearing the movement, the boy by the window looked over, his face hidden in the darkness behind the sun.

Jiang Wen'an sat up abruptly, and looked down at the quilt covering him.

Looking at the furnishings around him again, he guessed that Shen Yan should have let him sleep in the bed yesterday.

The quilt was only half sewn, and the thread was torn apart by him over and over again last night.

He was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I took your quilt."

Shen Yan didn't speak, just looked at him silently.

Jiang Wen'an was also used to his reticence, watching him suddenly remembered what he forgot to do yesterday.

"Ah, I almost forgot." He groped to pull out a red envelope from his loose robe.

The Yan Dynasty also had "red envelopes", but it was different from the modern ones, with copper coins wrapped in red cloth.

He got out of bed and ran to Shen Yan's side, and handed it to him: "I was in a hurry yesterday, so I didn't have time to give you the lucky money!"

Shen Yanchui subconsciously retracted her fingers by her side, slightly raised her head to look at Jiang Wen'an, the emotion in her eyes was unclear.

Jiang Wen'an didn't give him a chance to refuse, and directly grabbed his hand and stuffed the lucky money into his hand.

Since his mother's death, Shen Yan has never received such a blessing again. He held the somewhat piercing copper plate and lowered his eyes.

"It's Chinese New Year, what else do you want?"

Seeing the young man in high spirits, Shen Yan stared at him, and asked after a long time: "Is everything okay?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Wen'an was a little distressed. Although he has a bit of power, he is not omnipotent, but he must not lose face in front of the little guy. He patted his chest: "Just ask, I will try my best to give you what I can find. got it."

Shen Yan's face showed a bit of gentleness, and finally shook his head: "I don't have anything to want at the moment."

Jiang Wen'an had already guessed that according to this little guy's temperament, he would definitely not want to mention it, so he had already thought about it.

He took out the colored glaze jade pendant and hung it in front of the little guy.

There were ripples in Shen Yan's eyes, and he reached out to snatch it, but it was in vain.

Taking advantage of his height, Jiang Wen'an raised his hand up, coaxing him: "Come back with me, and I'll give you this jade pendant, okay?"

"..."

"it is good."

Shen Yan was led into a sedan chair, opened the curtain and watched Leng Gong get farther and farther away, and finally turned into a small dot.

He retracted his gaze, and his eyes fell on the dozing man beside him.

In fact, even if Jiang Wen'an didn't threaten him with the jade pendant, he would still be willing.

*

The banquet on the first day of the lunar new year is a family banquet, and it is also a day of pilgrimage for the emperor's relatives.

After putting the pitifully small things that Shen Yan brought out from the cold palace back to Nongxue Pavilion, Jiang Wen'an took him to the palace banquet first.

Jiang Wen'an was originally the younger brother of Concubine Ying, he was regarded as the emperor's brother-in-law, plus he had the relationship to teach the princes, so it was logical to go to participate, and he was allowed to sit with the princes.

At the family banquet, the emperor reprimanded the fifth prince in front of everyone, and directly ordered him to be sent to Jiang Wen'an's side for discipline.

It was only then that Jiang Wen'an truly felt that the emperor had no pity for Shen Yan, and he didn't even leave him the last bit of dignity.

Fortunately, Shen Yan didn't show any abnormality. For some reason, Jiang Wen'an felt that he looked quite happy.

Seeing the little guy's expressionless face, Jiang Wen'an shook his head again.

After a short episode, the emperor didn't get distracted from Shen Yan anymore, but no one at the table where Shen Yan was sitting came up to sit with him. Jiang Wen'an drank two glasses beside Shen Yanzhao, and found an excuse to run to Shen Yan went to that table.

He poured a glass of wine for Shen Yan, laughed and said, "It's just the two of us eating a table, that's great!"

"Come on, have a drink with me?"

Seeing that Shen Yan was indifferent, he shook his head and smiled again: "Ah, you are still young, so don't drink."

He said he drank it.

The royal wine was really good, with a mellow and strong taste, and he was already a little swayed after a few glasses, so he filled another glass.

Before he could bring it to the mouth again, Shen Yan suddenly snatched his wine glass, raised his head and drank it.

"Cough cough cough-"

After just one cup, the little guy's face was already red.

Jiang Wen'an ate meat and drank heartily, tossing and tossing all night, the crowd slowly dispersed, and he lay softly on the table.

"Uncle, wake up, uncle, I'll take you back."

Jiang Wen'an suddenly felt that someone was pulling him. As soon as his arm was around the man's neck, he was pulled from the other side.

The person behind him was thin, and Jiang Wen'an was not comfortable leaning against him. When he turned his head and saw that it was Shen Yan, he didn't dodge it, and leaned against him reluctantly.

"uncle!"

Jiang Wen'an looked over in a daze, only to realize that Shen Yanzhao was also in front of him.

"Ah—Xiao Zhao... hiss..."

The wrist was clamped vigorously, and it hurt him a lot.

"Uncle, I'll take you home."

Shen Yanzhao looked at Shen Yan: "Let go of my uncle."

Shen Yan's brown eyes stared at Shen Yanzhao calmly, without showing any timidity.

"I'm currently living in Nongxue Pavilion."

Under the soft moonlight, the crow's eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow on his face.

"Sir, let's go back."