136 Just a Child

"It's Pretty Concubine!" 

If anyone had told Yan Zheyun before transmigration that he would one day respond to the dubious moniker 'pretty concubine', he would have laughed flat in their face. Or, depending on who they were, have taken it as an insult. 

He certainly would never have imagined himself smiling gently at the perpetrator of that ridiculous nickname, kneeling on one knee in time to catch the little bundle that flung itself at him, but such was life. 

Oof. The little prince was a hefty ball of energy. Yan Zheyun's slight frame wavered before he managed to regain his balance, patting Liu An on the back because the elaborate hairstyles the rich and noble of ancient times insist upon made hair ruffles unconducive.