Chapter 195 Cloth Tiger

Sanniang hurriedly followed Yan'er.

Yan'er lay in her arms, sobbing, leaving only the back of his head for Zhao Yuanjing.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at his round head, which was a little sweaty, feeling helpless.

Who told him to commit crimes before, not only fiercely against Yan'er, but also against his mother in front of him.

What kind of impression could Yan'er have on him?

Xu Hu watched from the sidelines, feeling sorry for his Highness.

"Go back first." Zhao Yuanjing told Xu Hu, "Find me another carriage."

Most of the carriages hired by the people are simple, not as luxurious and comfortable as his carriage.

He wanted to make Yan'er sit more comfortably.

Xu Hu hurriedly responded.

As for San Niang, it was a bit difficult.

Although when the lady left the young master, she said that the uncle would come to pick up the young master after a while.

But the lady didn't mention the identity of the uncle, can she just follow?

When Father Yi found out, he went to tell Xu Hu.

Xu Hu said: "Let me tell you, our master's status is not ordinary. It is her good fortune that your daughter-in-law can follow. When we get to the place, we will naturally let her come back."

Father Yi can only agree.

They are all favored by the Ming family and Yun Dai, even if they risk their lives, they have to protect the young master. What's more, it's just helping to send it back.

Sanniang went back to the house and packed Yan'er's clothes, diapers and other things, as well as a few small toys.

Yan'er stopped crying, hugged a little cloth tiger, and leaned obediently in Sanniang's arms. A pair of big black and white eyes are flickering, and the small face is white and cute.

Zhao Yuanjing saw that the cloth tiger in his hand was old, and some places were even frayed and torn, so he stretched out his hand to take it, and said, "Don't take this old and worn thing. I'll give you a new one when I get home."

Yan'er froze for a moment, looked at the empty hand, opened his mouth slowly, and then burst into tears.

Zhao Yuanjing: "...how dilapidated is this? And it's so ugly."

Yan'er didn't care, and couldn't understand, crying more and more fiercely.

Sanniang hurriedly patted Yan'er on the back to coax her, and whispered to Zhao Yuanjing, "My lord, please return the cloth tiger to the young master. This is made by the young lady herself. Although it is old, the young master needs to sleep every day." Just hold it."

"She did it?" Zhao Yuanjing paused, and immediately returned the cloth tiger to Yan'er, trying to make his voice gentle, "Such a good cloth tiger should be kept away."

Yan'er hugged Buhuo, stopped crying, pursed his mouth, and leaned on Sanniang's shoulder tearfully, leaving the back of his head for him.

Zhao Yuanjing smiled wryly.

Xu Hu hired a carriage, but Sanniang didn't dare to sit in Zhao Yuanjing's carriage, so she hugged Yan'er and got into the back one.

On the way back to the palace, Yan'er was well-behaved and fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up, the carriage had already stopped at the gate of the palace.

Sanniang came out with Yan'er in her arms, looking at the palace gate and the high red wall, she was dumbfounded.

Uncle is actually a nobleman in the palace?

No wonder he has such an extraordinary bearing.

There were many people in the palace, and the news that the prince had brought a boy back spread instantly.

Liu Dequan stood guard, and when he saw Sanniang, he didn't take it seriously, and looked at the little Huangsun first.

Seeing this, his eyes lit up.

This small face carved in pink and jade, Danfeng eyes, and straight nose bridge are almost carved out of the same mold as His Royal Highness.

If it wasn't for the crown prince's own flesh and blood, he would dare to eat the Buddha dust in his hand.

Liu Dequan's heart, which had been suspended all the time, fell down with a bang, completely settled.

He greeted him with a happy smile: "My servant greets your Highness."

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