Chapter 69 Chapter 69 But he is not a necessity for Jiang Hexue. ...

Jiang Hexue named the puppy "Xiao Hehe".

"The 'Snow' in my name was given to Little Qionghua, and 'Crane' is for you. In this vibrant spring day, Little Hehe, you must also grow up quickly like a seedling." She said while rubbing its fur.

The trainer at the Beast House had given little He He a bath. Now his fur was fluffy and soft like a burst snowball, and it felt very nice to touch. He no longer looked as skinny and pitiful as he did in the kennel.

But Xiao He He just wagged his tail perfunctorily, and then moved closer to Shen Qingchen's feet, rubbing his trouser legs and asking him to touch them.

Shen Qingchen remained indifferent. It simply jumped onto the stone bench and then onto the stone table, rubbing against his thigh.

Shen Qingchen was stunned, while Jiang Hexue was overjoyed: "Little Hehe, why do you like Daddy so much more than Mommy? If that's the case, Mommy will send your sister to teach you a lesson..."

Its "elder sister" is naturally the small white magnolia, and now the small white magnolia is as round as a chicken.

It now knew Jiang Hexue's name and flapped its wings: "Hexue, Hexue!"

Then, facing Shen Qingchen, in order to avoid being biased, he called out reluctantly: “Zhaohua, Zhaohua!”

The spring is bright and beautiful. Red cherry blossoms are just beginning to bloom in the yard. Little He He is chasing small white flowers all over the yard. Fu Hua Ying is also playing and chasing snow in the stable.

The young man in the corridor was wearing a spring gown that matched her. He had a warm look and a graceful demeanor, like a banished immortal from a painting.

He walked up to her, gently held her hand, and looked at her with a gentle smile in his peach blossom eyes.

Jiang Hexue suddenly felt that everything became warmer and more beautiful as winter turned to spring, and there was no flaw to be found.

Except——

Uncle Fu, with a dark face, witnessed everything at the gate of the courtyard.

"Why does Uncle Fu look so bad?" Jiang Hexue stood on tiptoe and whispered in Shen Qingchen's ear. "Is there something wrong with his family? Go ask them."

Shen Qingchen guessed roughly, but still nodded: "Then I'll trouble Qingqing to feed Xiao He He."

Jiang Hexue naturally agreed happily.

-

Fu Bo's surprise was exactly the same as Shen Qingchen's.

"My dear little prince, you can't be so pampered to the princess that you don't care about your own health!" Uncle Fu paced back and forth in the hall, rubbing his hands. "You've been allergic to animal hair since you were a kid!"

"Before, we just had a bird, which was fine after all. But today, why is there a Pekingese dog?" He sighed deeply and advised earnestly. "My young prince, for the sake of your health, it's best to send this dog away as soon as possible!"

"The king has made up his mind." Shen Qingchen said indifferently.

"You're just entertaining me. Please help me get some medicine for my allergic reaction from the Imperial Hospital." He paused. "Avoid Shuber."

Shu Jing and Emperor Hengshun have such a close relationship. If Emperor Hengshun knew about it, he would probably be dissatisfied with Jiang Hexue.

"Alas, this, how can this be possible..." Uncle Fu sighed, but continued to advise. "Young Prince, you've always been in good health, rarely catching a cold. But since the princess came into the palace last year, you've been given sterilization soup, had your ears pierced, and need anti-inflammatory medication. Now with this allergic reaction, I'm afraid you'll break out in rashes all over your body like when you were a child. Ointments won't work, and you'll have to drink bitter soups... All medicine is poisonous. How can this old servant not be worried?"

"I take medicine day after day, but I become thinner day by day..."

"As for the Infertility Soup, young prince, it's not that I'm urging you or looking forward to it. You and the princess don't need to be so cautious. Just let nature take its course! Drinking too much of this medicine will really harm your body!"

"I'll send someone, but please also persuade the princess. This puppy is just a pet, not a necessity for her. You are her husband who will be with her for the rest of her life, so she should always put you first!"

Shen Qingchen shook her head, her long eyelashes drooping, and said nothing more.

Seeing his determined look, Uncle Fu could only sigh again and stop trying to persuade him: "After all, this is a private matter between the young prince and the princess. I will not bother you any more."

He left, but Shen Qingchen remained standing there, his fingers twisting the edge of his sleeve with the same cloud pattern as Jiang Hexue's, savoring it dully.

Xiao He He is not a necessity for her.

But, he is not either.

As for the No-Family Soup, there is no need to be so strict about protecting offspring.

It’s not that Shen Qingchen hasn’t thought about it.

While he was thinking about taking Xiao He He home from the kennel, he couldn't help but have some despicable thoughts.

If they had a child, she would be even less likely to want to leave him than a puppy.

But don't say that he doesn't want her to suffer, it's just a matter of reason...

Since she doesn't love herself, how can she love the children she has?

If we use offspring as a tool to restrain her, it would be extremely irresponsible to her and to the little life.

Rather than leaving him, he hoped that she would not hate him.

At least this way, if they could meet again in the future, she should...

I'll give him a smile too.

-

Jiang Hexue has been staying at home recently, so Shen Qingchen did not work overtime diligently. He asked Emperor Hengshun to return to his duties, and he stayed in the mansion with her every day.

Watch her teasing Xiao Qionghua and Xiao Hehe on sunny days, mixing fragrance on cloudy days, or secretly packing her suitcase.

When he happened to see her, she hesitated and told him that she was just tidying her clothes. Shen Qingchen did not expose her.

I also saw her tearing the embroidery cloth and using a charcoal pencil to draw patterns on both embroidery frames. One was a cat stretching lazily with a silver fish in its mouth, and the other was a cat curled up with a silver fish wrapped around its tail.

They were exactly the same pair of purple jade earrings he gave her on her birthday, so he couldn't help but ask more questions.

"I promised you a new purse, a pair of embroidered ones." Jiang Hexue blinked. "Did you forget?"

Shen Qingchen didn't respond, so she took it as a tacit agreement and sighed regretfully: "If I had known you forgot, I wouldn't have embroidered it. Needlework is still too hard to bear. My back aches from sitting, and I can't embroider much..."

"No hurry. I'll accompany you." Shen Qingchen, who would have asked her to stop immediately on normal days, whispered. "Let's talk about something else to relieve our boredom."

But after he made this suggestion, Jiang Hexue embroidered for half a day and found that he was really boring and old-fashioned.

After only half a day, he racked his brains and could not find any interesting topics, so he had to ask someone to buy a stack of storybooks and read them to her.

But the story was the same old story, and she had grown tired of it long ago. However, his voice was so pleasant, warm and clear, and he spoke to her in an especially gentle way, like snow melting in spring, and she never got tired of listening to it.

As spring came, the days that flowed peacefully like flowing water were broken one day when Jiang Hexue woke up from a nap and did not see Chen Qingchen.

Upon asking, I found out that he was urgently summoned into the palace by Emperor Hengshun.

Jiang Hexue immediately rode his horse into the palace.

I was confused and thought about a lot of things along the way, but I could only think about the affairs of the Zhou and Su families.

If she wanted to blame him, she would also blame herself. After all, she was the one who reported to Emperor Hengshun.

When she heard the conversation in the Qianqing Palace.

But it's about Princess Renshu.

"When she married into a foreign country, I was less than three years old. I can't paint either." Shen Qingchen's voice was as calm as ever, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a slight hint of muteness. "My father was so foolish that he never made her a concubine, and there are no portraits of her left in the palace."

"That statue in Renshu Temple...it's almost twenty years old. It's been so long, and it hasn't been renovated, I can't even remember what she looks like."

"I considered renovating her when she first came of age, but her features were already blurry by then. After much deliberation, I was afraid that if someone like me, who had little memory of her, were to renovate her, she would look even less like her, so I put it aside. And now, I have no idea where to begin."

"The impression I have of her now is only the little tunes she used to lull me to sleep when I was little. But every time I think of her, I feel that it was her voice that brought her into the palace. I am no different from my father."

"Now that the Su family has fallen, I simply wish to rebuild Renshu Temple, allowing her to re-emerge in the world under her own name." She heard the crisp sound of someone kneeling. "I hope your Majesty will grant me your permission."

Jiang Hexue froze in place, not moving at all.

I just think that Emperor Hengshun and Shen Qingchen have a deep brotherly relationship, so they will agree to this little thing.

But behind the screen, the middle-aged emperor chuckled.

"Do you know her name?" Emperor Hengshun asked. "'Qilian' is just the title she received as a tribute girl."

"You've forgotten her appearance and don't know her real name, so how can you clear her name?" he asked slowly. "Besides Princess Renshu, who else does she have to choose?"

The calm voice made Jiang Hexue feel chilled, as if she was being thrown into an ice cave in the dead of winter.

"Get up." In the hall, Emperor Hengshun stood up himself and went to support his arm.

Shen Qingchen did not get up: "After all, she should not be a daughter of the Su family's side branch."

"Zhaohua," Emperor Hengshun said, standing up without further support, and pacing slowly. "Even though our relationship is tenuous, she is still my mother."

"I am a wise ruler and a filial son."

"I've tolerated you until now because the Zhou and Su families have indeed committed serious crimes, and I also consider that you are the Imperial Master, skilled in divination and fortune-telling, and have been busy serving the country for many years."

"The Heavenly Family never talks about love."

He did not persuade Shen Qingchen to get up again, but in less than a moment, the kneeling young man straightened up, his back straight, his body like a bamboo.

"I have overstepped my bounds." His voice was as cold as usual. "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

Emperor Hengshun waved his hand and ignored him.

"The palace examination at the end of the month, with the exception of the Minister of Rites, was originally scheduled to be held by Qian'er, but he's been so worried about something lately that he's even lost his mind during court meetings, so he's been excused." He said. "Are you coming?"

Shen Qingchen did not agree immediately.

"What's the matter?" Emperor Hengshun narrowed his eyes. "What's the important matter?"

"The princess has been idle in the incense shop recently and has been staying in the mansion all day." After a moment, Shen Qingchen whispered. "This minister is boring, and there is not much fun to find in the mansion. I am worried that she will be bored."

"Then ask her to go for a walk around the capital or have a small gathering with the girls. Why would you have to wait by her side all the time? We've been married for over a hundred days, and she's still so carefree?"

Shen Qingchen's eyelashes drooped slightly: "That's not what the princess meant."

"Oh?" Emperor Hengshun stroked his beard, looking intrigued. "Is this Zhaohua's idea?"

"I raised you, how could I not know that you are still clingy?"

“Your Excellency will go.” Shen Qingchen didn’t want to listen to his nagging, so he agreed and bowed to say goodbye.

"Are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"When I entered the palace, the princess was still taking a nap, and I didn't have time to leave a letter for her. She should have woken up by now. If she couldn't see me, I'm afraid..." He paused.

Jiang Hexue probably wouldn't care whether he was at home or not. Perhaps she would even be glad he wasn't there, so she could pack a few boxes openly without having to rack her brains to make up excuses to deceive him.

"I'll take my leave first." Shen Qingchen just bowed like this.

But he never expected that as soon as he walked half a step around the screen, he was hugged tightly by the girl waiting outside.

In a daze, Shen Qingchen heard her murmur softly: "Husband."

"I miss you so much."