Salted fish is pregnant with the Emperor's cub after Wearing a Book

Chapter 4

    The official hurt his neck?

    Staring at the ink-stained petal, Yin Yanjun's cold face was somewhat ecstatic.

    "The official family, the second son is here." Wen Jing lifted her foot and walked into the small courtyard.

    Yin Yanjun put down the pen and ink in his hand, and said lightly: "Let him come over!"

    Wen Jing turned around and quickly invited a young man in. That little Langjun was very respectful to Yin Yanjun. He bent down and gave a salute: "Guanjia, I heard that you were assassinated in a Taoist temple some time ago?"

    Yin Yanjun was indifferent, and he stretched out his sharp hand to pick up the tea on the desk. He poured half a cup of tea for himself, and then poured another cup for the little Langjun: "Sit down and talk about something slowly."

    Yin Yuancheng's slightly youthful face showed a smile, and he was beside Yin Yanjun. Sit down: "Receiving the news of the assassination of the official family, Yuancheng planned to come immediately, but the girl Yuanshuang delayed a little time."

    "It's just a few thieves." There was a scar on the neck that had not yet faded away.

    "The official's neck hurt?" Yin Yuancheng was a little scared. He knew the official's ability, but the injury to the official's neck was real, which made him panic for a while, but he didn't even look closely. What happened to the wound.

    Yin Yanjun sat upright and respectful, his bearing was always cold and noble, and he had a kind of immortal spirit that was not like a mortal, but when he heard Yin Yuancheng's questioning, he felt a little embarrassed, and he only said lightly: "Beijing Is there anything major happening recently?"

    "That's not the case." Yin Yuancheng shook his head, his eyes still inadvertently falling on Yin Yanjun's neck.

    "This yard should be under the name of Yuancheng?" The sun was shining brightly, and a gust of breeze blew a few pink-white peach blossoms, which fell on Yin Yanjun's hair. Yin Yanjun raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard separated by a wall.

    "Yeah, yes." Yin Yuancheng nodded, thinking that when he saw that this place was secluded and beautiful, he had planned to buy it for the official family, but who knew that he was temporarily intervened and finally only bought this place. The yard next door was robbed.

    Yin Yanjun nodded lightly, he seemed to want to ask something, but the conversation stopped here and did not continue to ask.

    ...

    Xu Yanqing slept in the yard for seven days, and was finally pulled out by the daring Mu Yu to bask in the sun.

    Mu Yu felt that his family's husband was properly heartbroken by Young Master Biao, so he changed from lounging around to sleeping in his room all day long.

    For the sake of Lang Jun's body, he could only boldly pull Xu Yanqing, who was addicted to sleep, out of the bed.

    In the past few days, Su Hanfeng was probably secretly investigating the identity of the person who spent the night with Xu Yanqing, so naturally he didn't have time to harass him, and Xu Yanqing was happy and relaxed.

    After being pulled out of the bed by Mu Yu, Xu Yanqing simply hugged his soft quilt and ran to the courtyard to seal himself in the reclining chair to bask in the sun.

    Although it's March in the spring, it's still not the time to wear thin shirts, and Xu Yanqing's body seems to be particularly afraid of the cold, so it's just right to hold a quilt.