"Ruo Xi Xi"

"younger sister"

Qin Jingyi and Qin Jingtai called out Qin Ruoxi's name simultaneously, followed immediately by Qin Jingmu's call.

"Little Sister"

"Hehe, big brother, second brother, third brother"

Qin Ruoxi smiled at the group and called out to all three of them.

Qin Jingmu and Qin Jingtai dismounted at the same time and walked towards Qin Ruoxi.

At this moment, Qin Jingke ran over and stopped in front of Qin Ruoxi.

"Sister, see how fair I am as a judge?"

Although it was described as a question, it was actually a statement of fact, Qin Jingke proudly told Qin Ruoxi.

"Ke Ke, you are indeed very fair."

Qin Ruoxi turned to look at Qin Jingke and answered his question with a smile.

"Ruoxi, would you like to ride a horse?"

"want!!"

As soon as Qin Ruoxi finished saying the word "want," Qin Jingyi bent down and lifted her onto the horse, sitting her in front of him.

Then Qin Jingyi grabbed the reins with both hands, squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and shouted, "Giddy up!"

The horse started running.

"drive--"

"Brother, faster!"

"Alright, let's go!"

Upon hearing Qin Ruoxi's words, Qin Jingyi shouted "Giddy up!" and the horse galloped even faster.

Standing outside, Qin Jingtai looked at Qin Jingmu with resentment in his eyes.

"Brother, why aren't you holding your sister's hand? She's been snatched away by the eldest prince again!"

"Then why didn't you stop her?"

Qin Jingyi retorted directly, leaving Qin Jingtai speechless. He then looked at Qin Jingke on the other side.

"Didn't you always like to stick to Xi'er?"

What's wrong? Why aren't you clinging this time? You even let the eldest prince take Xi'er away?"

Qin Jingke saw Qin Jingtai talking to him, glanced speechlessly at the sky, rolled his eyes at Qin Jingtai, and then turned away.

"Brother, what do you think this kid means?"

"Was he doing it on purpose?"

Qin Jingtai patted Qin Jingmu on the shoulder and looked in the direction Qin Jingke had gone.

Qin Jingmu slapped Qin Jingtai's hand off his arm and then sat down in the seat above him.

Qin Jingtai stood there watching Qin Ruoxi riding a horse with Qin Jingyi, smiled, and then picked up some pastries from the table to eat.

"We didn't win, we lost."

Qi Sinan dismounted and went directly to Bai Tangzhi, scratched his head, and looked at her apologetically, saying...

"It's okay, you played very well."

Bai Tangzhi handed Qi Sinan a handkerchief and comforted her.

Qi Sinan saw Bai Tangzhi hand him a handkerchief and took it without hesitation, wiping the sweat from his brow.

He then stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve.

"Look, Xi'er and the First Prince are riding horses. I bet the Third Prince is looking at the First Prince with those envious, silly eyes again."

Bai Tangzhi looked at Qin Ruoxi, who was happily smiling in the wind on horseback, and smiled along with her.

Qi Sinan followed Bai Tangzhi's gaze, then turned to look at her, "Want to ride horses together?"

No.

"But...riding a horse seems quite nice."

Hearing Bai Tangzhi's words, Qi Sinan walked to another place. When he returned, he was leading a horse.

After seeing Qi Sinan leading the horse over, Bai Tangzhi walked over to the horse.

Qi Sinan reached out his hand, allowing Bai Tangzhi to help him mount the horse. Once Bai Tangzhi was seated, Qi Sinan handed her the reins.

He then went to the horse he had just ridden, mounted it, and turned to look at Bai Tangzhi behind him.

"Run two laps?"

"Alright, let's see who gets to Yan'er first after three laps."

"good"

"drive--"

"drive--"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them grabbed the reins, squeezed their legs around the horse's belly, and shouted. The horse started to run.

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"Keke, we're going to find a teacher to learn painting."

After Qin Ruoxi alighted from the carriage, she came to stand before Qin Jingke.

"Okay, sister."

"Brothers, Keke and I will be going now."

"good"

Qin Jingyao spent the afternoon riding horses with Qin Ruoxi, and he was quite happy.

Qin Jingtai, on the other hand, was anything but happy; his face practically screamed, "I'm unhappy." But that didn't stop Qin Ruoxi from learning to paint.

Qin Ruoxi brought Qin Jingke to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Father"

As soon as Xiao Xi entered the gate, she saw Qin Jue walking towards the courtyard gate.

Qin Jue, who is almost thirty years old, still has no wrinkles on her face and looks exactly the same as she did a few years ago.

If I had to point out any change, it would probably be that she's become less aloof and more approachable than before.

"You're back after playing?"

"Hmm, Daddy, where are you going?"

"Father has to go see some memorials. You and Fifth Brother will learn to paint from Zhang Shuhao. Father will come back and have dinner with you in a little while, okay?"

Okay~

Xiao Xi walked up to Qin Jue, opened her arms and hugged him, looking up at him.

"Then, Father, come back soon. Xi'er is waiting for you."

"Little Xi'er's voice is so nice."

Qin Jue affectionately patted Xiao Xi'er's head, "Go on."

"Uh-huh"

Xiao Xi'er led Qin Jingke to the painting room, where they began learning to paint from Zhang Shuhao.

"Oh, Master, do you like this painting?"

“Every time Keke and I come here, this painting is here, and it has never gathered dust.”

"You should hurry up and learn from Jing Ke. You spend all your time looking at my paintings instead of practicing painting yourself."

Zhang Shuhao reached out and tapped Xiao Xi'er on the head. Xiao Xi'er pretended to wince in pain, clutching her head and staring at Zhang Shuhao with wide eyes.

"Master, why aren't you hitting Keke? He's watching too."

Qin Ruoxi pointed to Qin Jingke to the side, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Sister, I'm with you."

"Did you hear that, you little brat? And you, Jing Ke, your painting skills have improved quite a bit!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Master."

Hearing Zhang Shuhao praise him, Qin Jingke humbly replied...

"Alright, you two go and draw."

"Yes" / "Okay, Master"

Qin Ruoxi and Qin Jingke each went to their respective drawing tables and began to paint.

Zhang Shuhao saw that the two of them had walked to their drawing tables and started drawing.

Turning his head, he looked at the painting of the 'lavender field' that Qin Ruoxi had mentioned.

Looking at the painting, Zhang Shuhao's expression slowly sombered. He raised his hand and gently stroked the painting, his eyes filled with deep affection.

Qin Jue did indeed return home very early that evening.

After returning to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Qin Jue went to the painting studio to watch Xiao Xi'er paint.

When Xiao Xi'er saw Qin Jue arrive, she gave him a sweet smile, then continued drawing on the paper.

Fifteen minutes later

Xiao Xi'er walked up to Qin Jue with the painting in her hand.

"Ta-da! Daddy, look!"

Qin Jue took the drawing paper from Xiao Xi'er and looked at it. After glancing at it...

He looked up at Xiao Xi'er, then bent his index finger and gently tapped her forehead.