Chapter 134 Little Heartless

Of course Yan Hui remembered the prey he killed and hid with his own hands, "It looks like someone saved this little bastard."

The two turned their eyes to Yan Jinyu with hatred, knowing that as long as Yan Jinyu survived, they would not be able to completely eradicate Concubine Fu, mother and son.

"Regent, where is your prey?"

Chu Weiran looked at Yan Jinyu's empty horseback, a little incredulous.

The others were even more curious, and even unconsciously looked back. Could it be that the Prince Regent had too many prey, and the Yan Weis were still moving behind?

"This king has no prey."

Yan Jinyu said casually, "My lord, I'm seriously ill."

After the words fell, it seemed that it was so cold that he hugged the white ball in his arms even tighter.

Tang Guo was strangled suddenly, let out a 'squeak', and slapped the back of Yan Jinyu's hand with her little paw.

Big pig's trotter, don't pretend, you just escaped many traps and snatched so many prey, you are so heroic, how could you get sick so quickly?

Yan Jinyu coughed twice, and the moment she lowered her head, her eyes were instantly covered by tenderness, "Those things have all entered your stomach, you little heartless."

Others couldn't hear what he said, but they saw that he lowered his head and hugged the little beast in his arms even tighter. When he raised his head again, his lips were pale, his face was a little blue and yellow, and his eyes were filled with memories of the past. The intimidating hostility no longer exists, instead there is a gloomy rage faintly.

The regent is really sick.

Everyone reacted differently, secretly happy, planning, and carefree.

Only Yan Qi looked nervous, "Brother Jinyu, are you really sick? What's wrong with you? Imperial doctor!"

"It's nothing." Yan Jinyu said lightly, stopping Yan Qi from calling the imperial doctor, and then boarded the carriage beside her with a stern face.

When getting into the car, he coughed twice violently. If Yan Feng hadn't helped him in time, he might have fallen down.

When the carriage left, everyone discovered that there was a blood-stained Jinpa on the ground.

"This... Could it be that the Prince Regent is already coughing up blood?"

No one paid any attention to how much blood was on the veil. They only thought about how the situation of Dayan would change if the regent really fell ill.

It so happened that at this time, Chu Weiran announced the winner of the hunt, "Congratulations, Third Prince."

And Qin Shiyu also walked forward with a smile, patted Yan Cong on the shoulder, and looked admiring him, "The third prince is among the dragons and phoenixes, brave and benevolent, to have a sister-in-law like you, this prince is very grateful." Rejoice."

Everyone was shocked, the third prince's luck is too good, right?

Not only did he win the hunt, but he was also favored by Princess Mu. In addition, although King Yu was released, he was not liked by the emperor. Although the fourth prince was favored, he was young and innocent.

From this point of view, the third prince is the most suitable candidate to inherit the great rule.

Yan Cong gradually showed a smile amidst the compliments from everyone. On the way back, for the first time, he was summoned by the emperor to accompany him all the way. In the eyes of others, it was a sign that the third prince was about to be favored.

The situation has changed.

But all of this has nothing to do with Wen Qiyun. Along the way, she tried every means to complain to Yan Cong and ask him to save herself from Qin Muqing, but she was discovered every time before she could act, and then Qin Muqing mocked without dirty words.

"The princess is thirsty."

Wen Qiyun was appointed to prepare tea for Qin Muqing, and she had to ensure that the temperature was neither too cold nor too hot, otherwise another reprimand would be waiting.

"The princess is hungry."

Wen Qiyun hurriedly went to the spare carriage at the back to fetch pastries. She had been walking outside the carriage, and she had tossed back and forth like this several times. It hurts to the apex of my heart.

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