Inside the main room, after the family of four had finished their meal, Prince of Jin said to Linlin, "It's your birthday today, and I didn't prepare a gift for you in advance. Go and choose any horse from the stables."
Linlin was immediately overjoyed.
Tang Zhuyun: Silly son, what's there to be happy about giving you a horse! If he doesn't come back, wouldn't all those horses be yours?
"Yanran's birthday is the third day of the third lunar month," she said with a smile. "What gift should I prepare for you?"
Yanran, who was hugging Prince of Jin's neck, smiled sweetly and said, "I like everything Mother prepared. Father prepared a gift for my brother, and Mother prepared one for me. It's so nice."
Tang Zhuyun really didn't want to be so close to Prince of Jin, so she wanted to go out, but Yanran refused.
"Mother, you said last night that you would tell my brother and me stories today! You said you would tell us lots and lots of stories, the kind that you wouldn't stop until we fell asleep!"
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
I didn't say anything last night that your dad was coming!
Linlin also looked at Tang Zhuyun pleadingly.
Tang Zhuyun had no choice but to compromise.
Yanran: "Quickly take the kang table down, brother, let's lie down and listen to the story!"
Tang Zhuyun: "... You went to bed a little early, didn't you?"
She wasn't used to lying in front of the Prince of Jin, but as it stands, the Prince of Jin doesn't seem to want to leave.
"Today is my brother's birthday, and he wants to hear a story. He's the most important!" Yanran said. "Father, isn't that right?"
"Yes," said the Prince of Jin.
Then he buried himself too.
Because Yanran had Prince of Jin lying on the kang (heated brick bed) as well.
The final result was that Prince of Jin slept in the middle, Linlin Yanran on his left and Yanran on his right. Tang Zhuyun was arranged by Yanran to be on her other side, leaning against the wall, staring at the roof beam, looking utterly hopeless.
She's finally gotten what she deserved!
She actually ended up lying on the same kang (heated brick bed) as the Prince of Jin.
But Yanran kept urging her to tell a story.
Tang Zhuyun pretended that Prince of Jin did not exist and began to tell them the story of Harry Potter, a magical story that no child could resist.
But she hadn't expected her two little devils to have so many problems!
Linlin: "Auntie, what is a train?"
It was a very large horse-drawn carriage.
"Then why use the word 'fire'? Shouldn't we avoid fire?"
Tang Zhuyun: "Perhaps the person who named me, like me, didn't go to school. Okay, continue--"
Yanran: "Mother, why doesn't Harry's aunt like him? Aren't they very close relatives?"
Tang Zhuyun: I've been talking for so long, and you're only just remembering the first chapter?
Little Lovely, are our reaction times really that slow?
Having finally managed to fool the two children, the story could continue.
The Prince of Jin listened intently, which eased his embarrassment.
--Sugar Tang Zhuzi's mind was indeed full of wild imagination, containing all sorts of things; she could even make up such strange and interesting stories.
Prince of Jin listened to the story, he found himself unusually relaxed.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Zhuyun's voice gradually softened and then slowly faded away.
The Prince of Jin asked instinctively, "Are the children all asleep?"
Yanran: "Shh—Father, Mother is asleep."
Linlin: "Aunt didn't sleep well last night. Your Highness, did you decide to show yourself because Aunt cried so much that her eyes were swollen from missing you?"
Tang Zhuyun didn't actually sleep soundly. She was thinking about telling a story, but she couldn't help but doze off, almost in a half-asleep, half-awake state.
So when she heard the word "sacrifice," she woke up with a start.
"I don't need Your Highness to offer yourself!"
The Prince of Jin gritted his teeth. "Pretending to be asleep? That's quite something. Continue."
Her head is full of bad ideas!
Tang Zhuyun: "... Where were we?"
"Sirius," Linlin said.
Tang Zhuyun: "... Have we gotten this far?"
It seems she got confused and messed up the script; but so be it, let's just go with it.
After a while, she talked herself to sleep again.
But this time, Linlin also fell asleep.
Yanran was still awake. Prince of Jin quietly asked her, "Why aren't you asleep yet? Are you afraid your father will leave? Your father won't leave."
"Don't worry, Father, as long as you're alright, you can go and do whatever you need to do," Yanran said sensibly. "That's right, Mother is squeezing me, and I can't sleep. Father, may I switch places with you?"
The Prince of Jin wanted to say no, but was it possible?
Obviously not.
Because Yanran had already walked past him and come straight over.
Therefore, the Prince of Jin had no choice but to sleep next to Tang Zhuyun.
He wanted to leave, but Yanran couldn't sleep and clung tightly to his arm...
He could almost feel Tang Zhuyun's breath and smell the faint scent of lilies in her hair.
The distance is just too close.
However, for Tang Zhuyun, that seemed insufficient.
Just as Yanran fell asleep, Prince of Jin breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up and slip away when a long, slender leg wrapped around his waist...
The Prince of Jin couldn't sleep all night, but the one who started it all slept soundly.
The next morning, Tang Zhuyun opened her eyes with a yawn. She was about to give her child a kiss, as was her habit, when she realized—
You kissed the wrong person!
Why was the Prince of Jin beside her pillow?
After a second of frenzy, the memory finally returned to my brain.
Tang Zhuyun covered her mouth, looking at Prince of Jin's tightly closed eyes, feeling extremely fortunate: thank goodness, the tiger hasn't woken up yet.
If the Prince of Jin knew she had kissed him, she would probably suffer a terrible fate.
But it seemed like her legs were still on him.
Is the heavens going to kill her on the second day of the Lunar New Year?
Tang Zhuyun held her breath, slowly, very slowly, pulled her leg back, and then carefully looked at Prince of Jin.
Fortunately, he was sleeping soundly, though the kang (heated brick bed) was probably too warm, as the Prince of Prince of Jin's face was flushed.
That's an enviable, pig-like quality of sleep.
Tang Zhuyun got up and tiptoed to the kitchen.
While washing rice, I suddenly heard the voice of the Prince of Jin behind me. "I agree to your request."
Tang Zhuyun was so startled she almost dropped the rice-rinsing basin. "Your Highness, you've misunderstood. I have no improper thoughts about you; I just have restless sleepers."
She knew she couldn't hide it from the Prince of Jin; he had indeed discovered it!
But you're such a principled person, please don't make an exception for me, really, there's no need!
The Prince of Jin's expression was cold and stern, showing no trace of romantic interest.
He said, "I promise you, if you disagree, I will not harm you."
He endured it all last night; he felt there was nothing he couldn't endure.
It took Tang Zhuyun a while to understand. She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "No wonder Yanran's reaction time is so slow. She takes after her father."
"Thank you very much, Your Highness." Tang Zhuyun was very relaxed and cheerful, and assured him confidently, "Your Highness is too generous, and I am a generous person too. Don't worry, from now on, you can leave your women and Zidu to me!"
She could open a maternity and pediatric clinic in his backyard!
The Prince of Jin added, "After we return from this trip, let's get along well."
Ignore her nonsense; she's actually a very good person.
He had a relaxed and enjoyable day yesterday.
"Pah, pah, pah!" Tang Zhuyun spat a few times. "Your Highness, please don't say such things."
In movies and TV dramas, characters who say things like "Wait till I get back, I'll finish this job and then retire tomorrow" are almost always the ones who end up dead.
The Prince of Jin gritted his teeth. "Say that again!"
He gave her his whole heart, and this is how she reacted?
Tang Zhuyun: Your sincerity is like a steamed bun, even a dog wouldn't take it; even a dog wouldn't take it, I don't want it either!