The road of the king, the minister and the husband

Half a month after living in the palace, one afternoon suddenly, Xiao Yiran was called over by the emperor alone. Yin Tianqi was practicing riding and shooting in the school yard.

At such a young age, he was able to easily manage the horse, and the master in charge of teaching showed a satisfied smile. It is no wonder that His Majesty values ​​the third prince, and his academic riding and archery are all outstanding.

After running around the school field twice, Yin Tianqi pulled the reins, and the tall brown horse raised its front hooves and stopped with a long cry.With an indifferent expression, he glanced at his brothers and companions who were practicing separately, turned his head to look at the gate of the school field, and frowned slightly.

"Qingzi, where did that kid Xiao Yiran go?" The tone was just a general inquiry, Yin Tianqi got off his horse, took the wet towel handed by the eunuch at the side and wiped his red palms, but there was a trace of anger between his brows .

The little eunuch hurried forward and whispered in his ear, and whispered back.

Yin Tianqi's originally stretched brows furrowed a little bit, why did the emperor ask Xiao Yiran to go to the study alone?

Xiao Yiran didn't show up after the afternoon's homework. Yin Tianqi was only sullen at first, and then kept his face cold. His expressionless expression made others dare not come forward to provoke him.Although I knew that the third prince had a lot of eyes before, I had never seen this kind of coldness all over my body, so even the youngest prince kept away from him.

Returning to Qiyang Palace with a cold body, Yin Tianqi opened his arms and raised his head slightly, asking Xiao Lizi to go forward to change a riding and archery uniform for him. The imposing manner went directly to the study.

It was almost time for dinner, and Xiao Yiran returned to Qiyang Palace. Before he could catch his breath after entering the door, Xiao Lizi came over and shouted in a panic: "Oh, Mr. Xiao, you are back, master! All angry."

Xiao Yiran pursed his slightly pale lips, nodded slightly and asked, "Where is the master?"

Little chestnut nuzzled, "It's in the study, be careful when you pass by, my lord, the master is really angry today." Xiao Yiran has lived in Qiyang Palace for so long, and all the eunuchs and maids in the palace like him very much. He has no temper, and he is kind to these servants who are serving them, much easier to get along with than their master.

"Well, go ahead, I'll go see the master." In response, Xiao Yiran walked towards the study, but his steps were a little stiff, but this made Xiao Lizi rush to the dining room to order preparations meal, not noticing the unnaturalness of his walk.

Stretching out his little red hand, he gently pushed open the door of the study room, raised his legs and straddled the door with difficulty, he moved small steps and knelt down in front of the desk, without saying a word.

Yin Tianqi has sharp ears and eyesight, and he noticed it when the study door was pushed open, but he ignored it, holding a book and pretending to read it carefully, but distracted his attention to stare at Xiao Yiran's movements.

He immediately noticed the child's uncoordinated movements, as well as the slight frown after kneeling on the ground.

"You still know how to come back." Seeing him, he bowed his head and knelt on the ground without saying a word, Yin Tianqi threw the book he was holding over with his hands, and just threw it on the marble floor beside Xiao Yiran, making a snap.

Xiao Yiran slightly shook his thin body, raised his hand to pick up the book and put it on his lap, lowered his eyes and said softly, "The slave greets the master, the slave is late, please punish the master." on the cold marble floor.

"What did you do with your hands?" Yin Tianqi asked coldly with dark eyes.He just saw Xiao Yiran stretching out his hand to pick up the book, and the small hand that was originally white and clean turned red and swollen.

Shrinking his hands under the sleeves further, he shook his head, "The slave is fine."

"Come here." Are you okay?This guy has always done his duty, but now he has learned to open his eyes and talk nonsense?Is it easy to deceive when he is a little chestnut!

Xiao Yiran pursed his pale lips, stood up unsteadily, lowered his head and moved his feet, his legs hurt so much, but he couldn't fall down now.

He told himself in his heart that he must endure the piercing pain, but he forgot that he was still a child whose body couldn't bear it, so he staggered and fell to the ground before taking two steps, "Hiss." He let out a soft cry.

Yin Tianqi stood up and walked to him, relying on his height and much stronger than him, he reached out to hug him, turned around and sat down on the chair again, hugging the thin little man on his lap.

He stretched out his hand to lift his clothes and took off his white underpants, and what appeared before his eyes were two knees that were swollen like steamed buns with blue and red.My heart tightened, I looked up at his lowered head, and his white lips, and took a look at his hand again, the anger in my eyes was undisguised, "How did you do it?"

Pursing his lips, Xiao Yiran shook his head again.He was not used to being hugged like this. Although the third prince's embrace was very warm and attractive to his already chilled body like a stove, this unruly movement still made him tremble.

"Master, you let the slave down, this, this is against the rules."

Seeing him like this, Yin Tianqi was even more angry and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he raised his voice and called Xiao Qingzi who was waiting outside the study, "Go and call Imperial Physician Chen over."

"No need, I'm fine." She quickly raised her head, her peach blossom eyes were dodgy, and she even forgot her address.He didn't want this matter to become a big deal, so everyone should know that the current emperor abused him as a little companion!

Taking a deep breath, Yin Tianqi raised his hand to attach his swollen knee, and changed his order to Xiao Qingzi who was standing by the door, "Go and bring the stasis-removing ointment, dinner is in the study."

"Hey." Xiaoqingzi didn't look sideways, turned around and retreated out. He didn't see the master hugging Young Master Xiao, nor did he see the distressed expression on the cold little face of the master. He didn't care about anything. did not see it.

"I'll ask you again, how did you do it?" Seeing that he opened his mouth to lie again, Yin Tianqi snorted coldly, "I'll talk about it after I think about it."

"I, slave, slave..."

"Slave, what kind of slave, I don't like to hear it." He raised his hand and pinched his pale lips, Yin Tianqi narrowed his eyes, "If you don't tell the truth, go and kneel outside for you, when you want to say it, when you want to say it .”

When he heard that he was going to continue kneeling, Xiao Yiran shook his body violently, and shrank into his arms. "Slave, slave, Your Majesty..." The following words were hesitating, but at this time Xiao Qingzi also came over with Huayu Ointment, Yin Tianqi reached out to take it with a wave, and he backed out again.

"Tell me, what's going on." Applying the cold blood stasis ointment on Xiao Yiran's swollen knees, he lowered his head and rubbed the ointment with the palm of his hand. The action can be called gentle.

"Your Majesty asked the servant to ask questions. It happened that the father of the servant was also there. The servant could not say anything wrong with the third prince. Your Majesty punished the servant to kneel and not allow him to get up." He was fined to kneel.

Yin Tianqi frowned and looked down at him with a sneer, "Father asked you to see General Xiao, and asked General Xiao to ask you if I did something else. If you couldn't tell, he would punish you to kneel, right?"

Xiao Yiran nodded lightly, probably that's the case, but it's just that what his father said was not so pleasant.

"That hand is swollen anyway." Yin Tianqi's tone was unusually cold as he held his little hand and applied the blood stasis ointment on the palm.

Xu was in pain, but Xiao Yiran retracted his hand but was held tightly by him, he pursed his lips, and said softly: "Seeing that I couldn't say what he wanted to hear, Dad hit my hand with a pen, master, I I didn't want to trouble you."

His voice was soft and soft, with the immatureness of a child, but there was a grievance for no reason.

Yin Tianqi looked up at his big red eyes, and asked softly, "Is it hurting?" Sanjiu Handong knelt on the ground, and it was not easy to walk back to his Qiyang Palace with those legs.

Nodding his head, Xiao Yiran hummed, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, but he didn't cry, even if his father looked at him coldly, he didn't cry, even if he was punished to kneel until his legs became stiff for no reason, he didn't cry.

"I am the master's slave, and I belong to the master, but my father said, I am your majesty's slave, and I must obey your majesty." He looked up at Yin Tianqi blankly, and his words were even more puzzled.

With a smile on the corner of Yin Tianqi's mouth, he carried him to the soft couch beside him, put him down gently and put the brocade quilt on his lap, rubbed his head, "Yes, you just have to remember, you are mine People will do."

His father finally began to guard against himself who was only seven years old, which is really a matter of gratitude.