641 Three Little Bandits, Husband and Wife Night Talk
Prince Yan looked at her inconvenient body and opened his mouth. He hesitated and turned to return to the room.
Shangguan Yan, who had been craving roasted goose for the entire night, could finally eat it. She ate two goose legs in one go, which frightened her. Xiao Zhenting bought two, one for Shangguan Yan to eat, and the other was sent to Yu Wan’s room.
When he came over from Yu Wan’s side, Shangguan Yan could not help but fall asleep due to pregnancy. Xiao Zhenting was not in a hurry to get into bed. He tiptoed to the dressing table, opened the cabinet, and took out Shangguan Yan’s embroidered basket.
Wasn’t it just sewing beads?
He knew it too!
The first step was to thread the needle! He picked up the needle in one big bear claw and the thread in the other.
I’ll thread it.
I’ll thread it.
I’ll thread, thread, thread it!
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The next day, Shangguan Yan woke up early. At this time, Xiao Zhenting had already gone to practice, but she estimated that the children were not awake, so she planned to do embroidery for a while and visit them when they woke up.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she found the embroidered basket, she realized that something was wrong.
Coincidentally, Xiao Zhenting returned after practicing. The moment he crossed the threshold, his wife was already up. She was holding her stomach and looking around in the embroidered basket.
The more Shangguan Yan searched, the stranger her expression became.
“Eh? Where’s the needle?”
It broke.
“Where’s the bead?”
It shattered.
Xiao Zhenting felt guilty, but after thinking about it, he felt that he could not be blamed. He did not use much strength at all. Who knew why those embroidery needles broke when he held them? Who knew that the bead broke when he pinched it? It must be because the quality of the things was not good.
The people of Nanzhao were really bad. They bullied them because of their foreign accent and even gave them such bad stitches and beads!
After all, he was a man who had been to the battlefield. He still knew that after causing trouble for the needles and beads, he would clean up the “battlefield”, leaving not a single “corpse” behind.
Shangguan Yan did not suspect that Xiao Zhenting had done it. This man was an expert at wielding knives and spears, but Shangguan Yan did not dare to imagine that he would sit quietly on a small stool, bending his stocky body and threading needles like a little wife.
If this thing was placed in her room, the little maidservant, Xingzhu, would not touch it casually. After thinking about it, Shangguan Yan took the blame.
Pregnancy made her stupid for three years. After she got pregnant, she was more forgetful than before. Perhaps she had accidentally left it somewhere last night, she had no impression of it.
Grand Marshal Xiao successfully escaped a disaster and heaved a sigh of relief! However, before he could finish heaving a sigh of relief, a heavy hammer smashed over—
Shangguan Yan said, “I’ll go next door to borrow some stitches.”
Although it was said to be next door, it was actually opposite.
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