I got pregnant after I fell

Shang Yuanze said with a cold face, "What do you want to ask?"

As the distinguished second prince of the Great Shang Dynasty, Shang Chengyun had always been fearless, but he was afraid of his uncle's stern face.

As long as he sees the emperor's uncle with a straight face, he will feel inexplicably frightened. The specific reason is because he was often trained when he was a child, and he has been trained out of psychological shadows.

"Uncle Emperor... I just came back, just arrived!"

Shang Yuanze snorted coldly, "If you're capable, why don't you go straight to me when you come back to the palace?"

Shang Chengyun shook, and rolled his eyes stiffly, "Isn't this... When I came back, I just heard some rumors in the market that it was related to the emperor's mansion, so I just, that... come and have a look, have a look !"

"What rumor?" Has something to do with his house?

"Hey? Uncle Huang doesn't even know?" Shang Chengyun caught a glimpse of Uncle Huang looking at him, and said hastily: "It's just a rumor in the market that you are raising it in your house, no, no, no... there is a strange man who can play the flute and control beasts... , I’m curious, why don’t I come to the Emperor’s Mansion to have a look.”

Shang Yuanze's face turned colder when he heard the words, "Do you also believe the rumors?"

"It's rumored that I have a nose and eyes, so I believe it!" Shang Chengyun muttered, and said in a low voice: "I know that you never believe in rumors and gossip, Uncle Huang."

"By the way, Uncle Huang, I also heard that you adopted a child, sent him to the Imperial College, and picked him up every day...Is it impossible?"

"Who says it's impossible."

"I just said it's impossible, isn't it... Uncle Huang, what did you just say?" Whoever said it was impossible, doesn't that mean it is possible in reverse, "Uncle Huang? Did you really adopt a child?"

my God!When did Uncle Huang become so caring?Doesn't he hate that kind of soft and soft child the most?You can tell from the daily bitter training he was thrown into the military camp when he was a child.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, hurry back to the palace." Shang Yuanze said to chase people away.

"No, no, uncle, I am your own nephew anyway..." Why didn't he show any affection at all, just drive him away as soon as he said, did he want to lose face?

Shang Yuanze: "If you weren't my nephew, you would have thrown him out a long time ago."

Shang Chengyun: "This is my uncle!" With a cold face and a cold heart, he is absolutely capable of doing things.

Forget it, he'd better go back to the palace first, if the emperor's uncle is not in the palace tomorrow morning, he'll just sneak over.

"Then Uncle Emperor, I'll be leaving first." When passing by that Big Brother Jun whom he just met, he whispered quickly, "Brother Jun, I'll come and see you tomorrow!"

"The wind is a bit strong, Qingyan should go back to the house and stay!"

Shang Chengyun, who had just taken two steps, suddenly staggered, and Tian Xi hurriedly supported him.

Looking back, the gap in my heart was even greater, thinking of the tone of Uncle Huang's words to him just now, and then the tone of his words to Brother Jun a second later.This difference in treatment is too obvious, even a nephew can't compare to a foreigner, it's really pitiful!

"Speak lightly, you should be fine now, right? Go... to my yard. I have a lot of lonely books in my study. There must be something you like."

"I……"

"Let's go." Once a stranger and second acquaintance, Shang Yuanze pulled him away with familiar hands.

Jun Qingyan said 'I won't go' and then silenced the word, "I will go." The implication is that you don't need to pull.

"Say it earlier!" Shang Yuanze let go.

"If you have something to talk about in the future, don't just... get started. Don't come over suddenly... I'm not used to it." Jun Qingyan said very tactfully, "Besides, don't you think it's very difficult for two men to hold hands? Is it strange?"

"Is it strange? I don't think so!" Shang Yuanze, a straight steel man, didn't think there was anything strange, and even gave an example, "Is it strange that the relationship between men is so good? The soldiers in my barracks have a good relationship. They sleep together and sleep in the same bed at night. So... what's wrong with holding hands?"

"Uh..." It seems to be the same, Jun Qingyan was at a loss for words for a while, thinking that he was making too much of a fuss.It may be because he did something beyond the bottom line when he met Shang Yuanze for the first time, so he subconsciously thought about Shang Yuanze always coming over or holding his hand.

Thinking about it now, I also feel that what Shang Yuanze said is reasonable. Before the incident five years ago, he and Long Ze used to often fight and fight, and occasionally fell asleep when they were full.

"No problem, I was thinking too much."

"Well, lightly speaking, you should think less about things."

Shang Yuanze's study room is very large. It should be several rooms opened up and rebuilt. Rows of bookshelves are arranged in an orderly manner. Every book next to the bookshelf is also labeled with bamboo slices, which are divided into categories for people to see. It is clear at a glance.

Jun Qingyan turned around and took a few books of biography and travel notes.

Shang Yuanze pointed to the side, "Go sit on the soft couch over there and watch!" This soft couch was prepared by him for Yuzhu.

He taught Yuzhu to practice calligraphy before, and the little guy fell asleep on the table when he was tired of writing. He was afraid that Yuzhu would catch a cold, so he asked someone to move a soft couch that didn't match the style of the study.

"Go to the kitchen to see if there are any edible pastries, and bring some here." Shang Yuanze turned his head and said to Hua Zhi, and after he finished speaking, he specially ordered, "Make them now." '

Huazhi led the order to go to the kitchen, which he has done recently, as long as Mr. Jun and the dark circles come, the fruit plate and cakes are the must-have food in the study.

Now the maharaja son also enjoys this treatment.

When he came back with the food, he put it lightly on the table, and a pot of tea was still warming on the stove next to him. The Maharaja had his arm on the soft couch, and opened a few pages of the book in his hand, looking a little lazy sit casually.

Hua Zhi looked at the scene in front of her, and couldn't take her eyes away for a while, thinking that the majesty's appearance is also amazing, and his demeanor and gestures are all gentlemanly, calm and elegant.

"Thank you!"

"Great, Mr. Jun, you are welcome!" After the food was arranged, Hua Zhi smiled and said, "It's all freshly made in the kitchen, Mr. Jun, can you try it?"

Jun Qingyan looked at several plates of fragrant and exquisite snacks on the table, and picked up a small piece of light red, the kind that could be swallowed in one bite.

The sweet jujube fragrance instantly melts in the mouth, and there is a layer of crispy sesame filling inside, which is sweet, crispy and very delicious.

Hua Zhi raised her eyebrows and smiled, it seems that the big and small gentlemen have the same taste!

"Young Master Jun can try that green plum cake. Young Master Jun will share a plate with the dark circles every time he comes back." As if recalling the picture of Young Master Xiao Jun and the round dumpling panda sitting in a row eating dim sum, Huazhi smiled all over her face.

Jun asked softly, "Yu Zhu, does he come here often?"

"When I didn't go to the Imperial College, Mr. Xiaojun came every day, and the prince would teach him how to practice calligraphy when he was free. Uh-huh... Mr. Mr. Xiaojun's character, some, some..." The word 'ugly' was in his mouth Fuck off, didn't say it.

Jun Qingyan instantly understood, "Yuzhu's handwriting is really hard to handle." As long as he taught Yuzhu to write, he would either have a headache, a pain in his hands or a pain in his buttocks, as if there were nails on the chair and he couldn't sit still.

The written characters are either fat or thin, big or small, and they are all complete.Sometimes I feel that if there are too many words and strokes, I will cut corners, and it is normal to lack arms and legs.

Then he would say righteously that with so many strokes, he would not be able to tell if he lacked one or two strokes anyway, as long as he looked like it would be fine.

After some theory, he still couldn't say no to his son, which gave him a headache.It took a while to get rid of his bad habit of cutting corners and cutting materials in writing, but he couldn't change the fat and thin characters.

Hey……

Huazhi opened his mouth to enlighten, "Children! It's like that, Mr. Jun is only five years old, just practice more slowly. Mr. Jun has practiced with the prince for a while, and the word has obviously improved."

"My lord has kept all the words written by the little gentleman. I will show you, Mr. Jun."

Huazhi took out a small box from a bookshelf and opened it.

Jun Qingyan picked up a painted copybook on the top, in black and white, wrote the words 'at the beginning of human beings, nature is kind'.

At first glance, the difference in size of the characters is not too big, but after scrolling through more than a dozen pages, the handwriting began to look very familiar, as fat as pearls, round and thin as chicken feet, and it hurts if you look at it twice.

It seems that the writing on the top few sheets is still slightly readable.

Shang Yuanze came over, "How is it? Yu Zhu's calligraphy seems to have improved!"

Holding a piece of the best copybook in his hand, "There is indeed obvious progress, so please worry about it."

"Why don't you thank me lightly! After all, it's the uncle who called mother twice, and of course he has to be responsible to Yuzhu."

Shang Yuanze chuckled, sat down and poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "I still owe Qing Yan a life-saving favor, haven't I paid it back?"

Jun replied lightly, "You don't want to repay your kindness, and you don't give kindness if you want to repay it."

"Speaking lightly, you can show favors without repaying them, but I can't be ungrateful without repaying them. Hmm... I'll discuss this issue later, and Yuzhu Xiumu's holiday will be in two days. Have you thought about where to go?"

Jun lightly put down the teacup, "Yatzhu rests for a few days."

"Two days." Shang Yuanze stretched out two fingers.

Two days?Where can I take Xiaozhu to play in two days?

"I still have a hot spring village on the outskirts of Shangjing, how about we go there to soak in hot springs?" Shang Yuanze suggested.

"Go to Zhuangzi...soak in the hot spring?"

Shang Yuanze said: "Last time, I promised Yuzhu that I would take him to the hot springs when he rests next time. The next day after Yuzhu leaves school, we will set off to Zhuangzi after we pick him up, so that we can still play there. Two days. The Zhuangzi over there is very big and the environment is good, and I can take Yuzhu to hunt."

Jun nodded lightly, "Okay."

Shang Yuanze smiled and said, "Then it's settled."

"Ah."

Having already agreed with the person, Shang Yuanze had a cup of tea and a snack in a good mood, and then said: "You read the book, I won't disturb you anymore." After speaking, he got up and went back to continue processing the official documents.

Jun Qingyan looked away after taking a look, and returned to the book in his hand.