The prince gave me a bamboo horse

Once the new year is over, Wen Qingzheng and Wen Xingzhi will pack up their things and return to Yanxi, lying on the bed, Wen Xingyuan tossed and turned, finally got up and walked to the study against the oncoming wind and snow.

The snow blowing head-on fell on his nose and melted a chill, and Wen Xingyuan remembered the day he died, the snow was so heavy, for a while, even if he walked faster, his legs began to throb again.

"My lord!" Chang Sheng stood in front of him holding an umbrella.

When they arrived, Wen Qing was practicing martial arts in the yard in front of the study, when he saw Wen Xingyuan approaching, he withdrew his hand, "Yuan'er, what's the matter?"

"Um"

"Go to the house and talk." The study room was lit with charcoal, and it was very warm.

Changsheng didn't go in, Wen Xingyuan found a place close to the stove and sat down, "Daddy, I had a dream a few days ago, it was so real and scary!"

"It's just a dream, maybe you read a book during the day and dreamed about it at night!" Wen Qingzheng didn't believe what happened in the dream.

Wen Xingyuan looked at the dancing flames in the stove, and continued to say, "I dreamed that our family was exiled. The crime was to support the soldiers." As for the prince's deliberate revenge after falling into the water, he will never appear in this life, and now he is most worried That's it.

Wen Qingzheng's face slowly became serious, and he added a few pieces of carbon into it with a tong, "It's just a dream, it can't be real!"

"Daddy!"

Wen Qingzheng picked up the kettle on the stove and poured a glass of water for Wen Xingyuan, "Daddy knows, and I planned to retire after a few years. Zhou Shuyu belongs to the prince, and I'm training him for many things in the army. Daddy knows!"

"Actually, Brother Ayan is a very nice person!" Wen Xingyuan couldn't help but say again.

Wen Qingzheng's eyes were stained with the old father's smile, "I know, Yuan'er, do you know why we guard the border?"

Wen Xingyuan looked up at Wen Qingzheng.

"Because we are protecting the land behind us, we want the land and the people behind us not to be bullied." Wen Qingzheng's eyes are long. Thousands of people here see it, they believe in me, just accept me!"

"Daddy" Wen Xingyuan hugged Wen Qingzheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

"Stupid child, a dream scares you like this! It's the Chinese New Year too, otherwise I'd have to clean up you!" Wen Qing was patting Wen Xingyuan on the back.

"Yeah." Wen Xingyuan smiled.

"Okay! Sit down by yourself!" Wen Qingzheng had never been so close to his child, and couldn't help but speak!But Wen Xingyuan didn't respond, Wen Qing was hurriedly supporting Wen Xingyuan's shoulder, seeing that Wen Xingyuan's head was covered with sweat, "Yuan'er!"

"Leg hurts!" Originally, Ning Nanbei and Sang Zhu had said that Wen Xingyuan could not go out to enjoy the wind in winter.

"Come here!" Wen Qing was holding Wen Xingyuan in his arms, "please doctor" and walked quickly to his room with Wen Xingyuan in his arms.

"You don't need to ask a doctor, just let them prepare hot water for me to soak!" Wen Xingyuan closed his eyes, enduring the pain.

"Let the doctor take a look!" Ning Nanxu and Wen Xingzhi rushed over after getting the news.

"Yuan'er has a leg problem? Did you invite a doctor?" Wen Xingzhi asked.

"I'm going to invite you!" Wen Qing was sitting behind Wen Xingyuan, his internal energy turned into heat, and Wen Xingyuan's face looked a little better.

"Why don't you come?" Wen Xingzhi looked around the door.

"coming!"

Ming Huaiyan walked in front, "Is Yuan'er okay?"

"It's a leg disease," Ning Nanxu said.

"For Chinese New Year, there are not many doctors in the pharmacy, so they are too busy, so they can only go to the palace to ask for an imperial doctor," Chang Sheng explained.

Ning Nanxu nodded to express his understanding.

"Young master is suffering from the cold, which intensifies with the cold in the body, which is why the leg disease is caused," said the imperial doctor.

"Do you need medicine?" Ming Huaiyan asked.

"Here comes the medicinal soup." Chang Fu led several people to carry buckets, and a strong smell of medicinal herbs spread in the room.

"Young master is weak, it is not suitable to take random medicines, taking a medicinal bath is just right," said the imperial doctor.

Wen Qing was quickly picking up the person, and put him into the water with his clothes on, "Does it still hurt so much?"

"It's much better!" Wen Xingyuan said hoarsely.

For this reason, Wen Qingzheng and the others specially stayed for an extra day. Wen Xingzhi loved his younger brother and turned his head every step of the way when he left. He really wanted to take Wen Xingyuan away in his pocket, but Yanxi Leng would make his younger brother suffer if he went.

The seventeenth day of the first lunar month was Ming Huaiyan's birthday, and Wen Xingyuan was probably walking with a limp because of the strong wind that day.

Because Ming Huaiyan will hold a weak crown ceremony next year, his birthday this year is very low-key, but he still has to go to the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors. Wen Xingyuan waited at home. Every year, on Ming Huaiyan's birthday, he will come and Wen Xingyuan lived together, and this year is no exception.

In the afternoon, Wen Xingyuan finally saw Ming Huaiyan holding an umbrella to block the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and wearing dark purple clothes, walking from a distance.

"Brother Ayan"

Ming Huaiyan walked faster, "Go in quickly" and handed over the umbrella and cloak to the servants, Ming Huaiyan touched Wen Xingyuan's hand, and felt relieved when it was warm, "There's such a strong wind at the door, nonsense!"

"How big is it!" Wen Xingyuan muttered.

Ming Huaiyan's face was sullen, Wen Xingyuan quickly apologized, and then went to get something from the cabinet, seeing Wen Xingyuan walking, Ming Huaiyan couldn't get angry, and saw the things Wen Xingyuan was holding again.

"This is the fur that my brother brought back. I asked Changfu to make it into a cloak. Brother Ayan, hurry up and try it!"

"For me?" Ming Huaiyan asked.

Wen Xingyuan nodded, "Yes!" Shaking it off, Ming Huaiyan was a little tall, and Wen Xingyuan needed to stand on tiptoes, so Ming Huaiyan half squatted down and asked Wen Xingyuan to put on a "good-looking!"

The whole body of the cloak is black, which sets off the appearance of Yan and Feng, and Wen Xingyuan is a little embarrassed. Is this a compliment for his choice?Brother Ayan is very good-looking!

"Thank you Yuan'er!" Ming Huaiyan liked it very much.

Wen Xingyuan put his hands on Ming Huaiyan's chest, straightening his clothes, "I wanted to learn how to do it, but it's too difficult, Changfu won't let me touch it"

Hearing Wen Xingyuan's aggrieved and complaining appearance, "Changfu did the right thing, what are you doing with these things!"

"It's just that I thought it was for brother Ayan, and I wanted to do it myself, but..." I don't have this talent!

Ming Huaiyan held Wen Xingyuan's hand, "I have received your wish!"

"Yeah." Wen Xingyuan thought for a while and added, "Brother Ayan, happy birthday!"

"Thank you!" Ming Huaiyan hugged Wen Xingyuan into his arms, Wen Xingyuan was a little stunned, then raised his arms to hug Ming Huaiyan back.

At the beginning of the new year, Ming Xiuyuan also named the little prince, Ming Huai Jing.

But after deciding on the name, Ming Xiuyuan became the shopkeeper, so Ming Huaiyan not only had to be busy with the affairs of the court every day, but also took care of his younger brother.

Ming Xiuyuan took the queen out for an outing on the grounds that Ming Huaiyan would go on a long trip and couldn't help correct the memorial.

"Wow wow wow!" Ming Huaijing cried sadly, Ming Huaiyan rubbed the center of his eyebrows and put down his pen.

"Don't cry!" Ming Huaiyan picked up Ming Huai Jing and coaxed him, but it didn't work, "Take it to the nanny!"

"Yes!" The palace maid went out holding the mirror in her arms.

Eunuch Gui added a cup of tea to Ming Huaiyan, "Your Highness, do you want to take a break?"

"No need, it will be over soon"

"Yes!"

When Wen Xingyuan arrived at the East Palace, Ming Huaijing had just eaten and drunk and was lying on the bed kicking his legs, "Your Highness, is your brother already?"

Ming Huaiyan was so busy that he didn't go out of the palace to look for Wen Xingyuan for a long time. Taking advantage of the warm weather, Wen Xingyuan felt that he wanted to come and see Ming Huaiyan, lest he forget himself.

"Meow..." Yun Mao looked at Ming Huai Jing curiously from a distance away, then jumped off the bed and ran outside.

When Ming Huaijing only knew how to eat, drink, and sleep, he didn't understand Wen Xingyuan's question at all, so he continued to kick his legs, and then Wen Xingyuan smelled "Come here!"