Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

"Aren't you too." Shu Nuan paused, and couldn't help but ask him, "Is there something wrong with Nanchao?"

Jing Che was silent for a moment, then nodded his head lightly and said in a deep voice, "Nanrong has developed rapidly in recent years, and there may still be wars this winter. If there is a fight, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it back on New Year's Eve."

No one can say for sure what happened on the battlefield, and this kind of thing is beyond Shu Nuan's control.

"Ache, I can take care of myself, and I will also take care of Qingzhi. If you really want to go to war in the future, you don't have to worry about Beichuan. It's best if you can make it in time for New Year's Eve. If you can't make it, it doesn't matter. Let Qingzhi take care of you when the time comes." How about writing a letter to celebrate the New Year?"

After Shu Nuan finished speaking, she looked at him, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved down.

A Che gave a low laugh, and replied in a low voice: "Okay."

"Do you want to take your friend to the plum garden to enjoy plum blossoms in two days?"

Nuan nodded.

A Che said indifferently: "At that time, let's go with you, I haven't visited there for a long time."

Shu Nuan nodded, as if remembering something, she couldn't help but turned to look at him and said, "I'm definitely not going to climb trees now."

Ah Che said with a calm face, "It's okay, you can fall again."

Shunuan gave him an annoyed look, and smiled angrily, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going back to sleep with Qingzhi, you should go to bed earlier."

Ah Che stood up obediently, "Okay, let's go now."

...

The next day, Qing Zhi waved goodbye to Shu Nuan at the door, and Shu Nuan said that he would come back to accompany her for dinner at noon, only Qing Zhi, Xuan Jiu, and Uncle Chen resting in the house were left in the yard.

Now that Uncle Chen is getting older, he doesn't like to move around anymore, especially when winter comes, he is even less willing to come out.

Qingzhi obediently went to pour a cup of hot tea for Uncle Chen to drink. When she came out, she saw Xuan Jiu sitting at the table in the main hall writing a letter, so Qingzhi walked over.

Xuan Jiu was probably too focused on writing, and didn't realize the little thing standing behind him, until the little guy patted his arm lightly, Xuan Jiu raised his head abruptly, saw that it was Qingzhi, and heaved a sigh of relief. "What's wrong, Qingzhi?"

Qingzhi didn't look at him, her eyes fell on the letter he wrote, she read it for a while, then took out her handwritten note, and wrote a few words for him to read—where to go?

Xuan Jiu didn't want to guard against this little guy, but forgot that the little girl followed Shu Nuan to read and practice calligraphy, and naturally knew a lot of characters, so she put down the pen, turned around, and looked at the little girl seriously with her head lowered slightly. The little girl in front of her said, "Brother Xuan Jiu has a friend who may have an accident. This person is usually very impulsive. I have to find him."

Qingzhi looked at him half understanding.

"This letter...you give it to her when Shu Nuan comes back, she will understand."

Qingzhi blinked her eyes lightly, then lowered her head to write again—why didn’t you tell Shu Nuan

Xuan Jiu coughed, and said to Qing Zhi seriously: "I'm sorry."

He can't tell Shu Nuan that there is something wrong with that person's brain, so he has to take care of his impulsive mind at any time, right?

Qingzhi blinked her big eyes again, stopped writing this time, and reluctantly accepted the letter Xuan Jiu handed over.

Before leaving, Xuan Jiu bought a lot of snacks and books for Qing Zhi, knowing that in another hour and a half, Shu Nuan would come back to accompany Qing Zhi for dinner.

He went to find Uncle Chen again, and briefly explained the situation. Uncle Chen knew that this kid had his own ideas, so he didn't say anything, but waved his hand to let him go away at ease.