Chapter 136 (3,000 words) The Little Princess...

Midsummer is always as hot as a heat wave, and even the wind carries a lingering burning smell.

But Yin Xing tasted the cold candy with a hint of cool sweetness, a bit like Xuan Yizhen, who looked cold and indifferent but was actually gentle and sweet.

It's addictive and makes you want more.

After the Dragon Boat Festival trip, Xuan Yizheng was as busy as usual, but Lord Fang didn't seem to ask for requests as frequently as before.

Of course, it is also possible that Xuan Yizheng has no time to meet her alone. In short, there are signs that things are calming down.

At noon, Yin Xing was enjoying the cool breeze in the imperial garden. His eyes fell on the new wooden fence beside the pond, which was almost tightly surrounded. He thought to himself that this was probably arranged by Xuan Yizheng.

Soon, Yin Xing sat in the pavilion drinking tea, gazing at the lotus flowers in the pond, and patiently waited for Xuan Yizhen to come for lunch.

Because Xuan Yizhen has been very busy recently and it is troublesome to travel to the palace, Yin Xing chose to have dinner with her in the Imperial Garden nearby.

In this way, Yin Xing can also go out of the palace to get some fresh air, killing two birds with one stone.

The wind rustled the branches, and a bright yellow figure appeared before our eyes. Mottled spots of light fell around her, coating her with a glow. She looked like an immortal wandering in the world, noble and outstanding.

In a moment, Xuan Yizhen stepped into the pavilion, met Yin Xing's gaze, and asked calmly, "Have you been waiting long?"

Yin Xing raised his head and smiled like a nympho: "Hehe, no."

As he was talking, Yin Xing handed tea to Yizhen. He felt that she was beautiful in every way, simply perfect!

"You look so happy, did you know that I will choose a child for you today?" Xuan Yizheng took a sip of tea, his thin lips moistened and adding a touch of rosy color, and he spoke softly.

"No, I just think Yizhen looks pleasing to the eye." Yin Xing smiled with curved eyebrows, his eyes swept over Xuan Yizhen's lips, and he drank tea to quench his thirst embarrassedly.

After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen paused slightly, looking at Yin Xing, whose face was filled with sincerity, and replied with a raised lip: "You are sweet-mouthed, but if it were anyone else, what you said would be a crime of disrespect."

Yin Xing met Xuan Yizhen's clear gaze without fear. Knowing that she wouldn't mind, he turned and asked, "Yizhen, where are those children?"

"Someone come here." Xuan Yizheng signaled the female official to move, drinking tea slowly, secretly observing Yin Xing's expression.

After she finished speaking, the female official Chunli ordered her men to make arrangements. She unfolded the folded book in her palm, revealing the list of names.

A line of children appeared outside the pavilion one after another. Most of them were between three and five years old. They were a small group, but they were all very well-behaved.

Yin Xing looked at these plump white glutinous rice balls with curiosity. Most of them seemed a little shy and therefore very reserved.

However, Yin Xing felt that the children looked familiar. Most of them had pretty faces, especially a pair of bright black eyes, which made them look very cute.

I always feel that Xuan Yizheng chose the template specifically according to himself!

Yin Xing suppressed his shame and glanced at Xuan Yizhen who was drinking tea calmly. She looked as if she didn't care much and even turned to read the documents.

It seems that Xuan Yizheng really doesn't like children.

When more than half of the children had presented their names, Yin Xing still had not decided on one.

It's cute, but adopting a child is not a trivial matter.

Just as Yin Xing was thinking about random things, he suddenly saw a little girl. She was thin and tall, but much taller than an ordinary little girl.

And compared to other little girls, this little girl showed neither fear nor curiosity on her face. She didn't even have any expression, like a beautiful puppet.

Yin Xing couldn't look away for some reason and asked, "Who is she?"

"A posthumous child, considered a branch of the Wanqi family." Xuan Yizheng answered.

The female official Chunli, who was about to speak, shut up silently, thinking that the master pretended not to care, but actually reacted very quickly!

Yin Xing turned his head to look at Xuan Yizhen and said, "How could it be a posthumous child?"

Xuan Yizhen responded calmly, "The Wanqi family's position as patriarch isn't easy to inherit; it often involves bloodshed, so the Wanqi family doesn't have many bloodlines. Do you want to choose her?"

To be more precise, it is not easy to inherit the throne of any aristocratic family peacefully.

This is a posthumous child from the family, most likely because all the members of that lineage died out, so this child is obviously an accident.

"Well, I want to keep her in the palace."

"Why?"

As he spoke, Xuan Yizheng finally looked at the little girl. She was pretty, but her expression was dull and gloomy, and she was not very pleasing. He was a little surprised by Yin Xing's choice.

Yin Xing thought for a moment and answered truthfully, "I think she looks a bit like Yizhen when she was little."

Maybe Xuan Yi was also so quiet when he was a child, even a little withdrawn.

After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen's expression changed slightly. His gaze shifted from the little girl to Yin Xing's cheek, and he said softly, "Okay, then let her stay in the palace with you for now, and we'll see what happens next."

The selection of the Crown Princess was not decided so hastily. If she did not meet Xuan Yizheng's requirements, no decree would be issued to enthrone the child.

Upon hearing the news, the female official Chunli hurriedly arranged the matters.

After all, there may be a future crown princess in the palace, and her food, clothing, housing and transportation all need to be taken care of.

In the silence, the wind rustled the branches and leaves, spots of light moved around, and the two of them had their meal as usual.

Amid the noisy chirping of cicadas, the surging heat wave of midsummer subsided somewhat with a heavy rain.

Clear water droplets dripped down the eaves into the depression, blurring the vermilion glazed tiles of the palace walls and adding to the greenery of the branches and leaves.

Yin Xing, who was standing by the window, looked at the little girl who came to greet him and didn't know how to start for a moment.

Yin Xing noticed that the little girl was even more serious than himself, and wondered if she was really only five years old?!

"You're welcome. Are you used to living in the palace recently?" Yin Xing handed her a bowl of cool sweet soup.

"Yeah." The little girl responded childishly.

After he finished speaking, Yin Xing saw the little girl sitting upright with her back straight, meticulously, like a little adult.

As for the sweet soup, the little girl seemed not interested at all.

After that, Yin Xing found that he couldn't find a suitable topic, so he drank the sweet soup silently to ease the embarrassment.

After a while, Yin Xing raised his eyes again and asked expectantly, "Can you play with the flower rope?"

The little girl sat aside, shook her head thoughtfully and replied: "No."

After he finished speaking, Yin Xing's eyes lit up and he thought, that's great!

At noon, Xuan Yizhen came in from outside, accompanied by the palace maids to serve him. Yin Xing held the flower rope with both hands, and before he could react, the little girl had already stood up and saluted.

Xuan Yizhen sat down on the side without looking at the little girl. His eyes swept across the flower rope in Yin Xing's palm and he said calmly, "How was your homework today?"

The little girl replied calmly, "I just finished the lecture and haven't finished copying my homework yet."

"Then get busy."

"yes."

Yin Xing watched the little girl leave the hall eagerly, then turned his head to look at Xuan Yizhen, wondering, "She was just willing to play with me for a while, why did we let her go?"

Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and fiddled with the flower string between Yin Xing's fingers. He was deft and nimble, and replied calmly, "Isn't it enough for me to accompany you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xing's flower rope fell into Xuan Yizhen's palm. He blinked and looked at her beautiful face, smiling with curved eyebrows, "Of course it's enough."

In fact, Yin Xing didn’t quite understand why Xuan Yizheng would be jealous of a little girl.

But based on his experience over the years, Yin Xing knew that it was best not to annoy Xuan Yizhen, otherwise she would hold a grudge and perhaps something bad would happen to him when he went to bed at night!

"Then don't let your ambitions get lost in this world of pleasure. After all, you are the queen, and you should set the rules."

"Oh, okay."

Before I knew it, the scorching sun outside the window gradually set in the west. As midsummer turned into autumn, the climate became much cooler.

It was the busy farming season in autumn and the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching. Yin Xing remembered that he had not made loving mooncakes for Xuan Yizheng for a long time.

Moreover, the little girl is an orphan, so she probably has never had a reunion festival.

In the towering palace, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified in the morning. Xuan Yizheng, sitting on the high seat, discussed state affairs with the ministers.

Unexpectedly, the female official Chunli came hurriedly to report that the imperial kitchen was on fire.

In the smoke, Yin Xing's cheeks were obviously gray. He twisted a handkerchief in his palm and wiped the little girl's face, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

The little girl stood in front of him obediently and responded calmly: "It's okay, but the baked mooncakes are broken."

"It's okay, we'll make new mooncakes tomorrow, maybe they'll taste better!" As he spoke, Yin Xing barely cleaned the stains on both of their cheeks.

Xuan Yizhen hurried into the palace. Seeing that Yin Xing was fine, his brows relaxed slightly and he asked, "Why do you suddenly want to enter the imperial kitchen?"

Yin Xing replied rather guiltily, "I see that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so I wanted to make heart-shaped mooncakes."

Unexpectedly, my skills became rusty.

After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen fell silent. He looked at the little girl beside him and said, "Someone, take her downstairs to change clothes and wash up."

The little girl looked at Yin Xing hesitantly before stepping out of the hall.

"Yizhen, have some tea." Yin Xing served tea to Xuan Yizhen with a guilty conscience.

"Do I have to make your loving mooncakes?" Xuan Yizheng took the teacup but did not drink it. He asked helplessly.

Yin Xing responded sweetly: "Yeah, because Yizhen loves to eat."

In fact, Yin Xing also wanted to make heart-shaped mooncakes with the little girl, perhaps to bring them closer.

However, Yin Xing obviously overestimated his cooking skills and it almost became a fire scene.

Hearing this, Xuan Yizhen paused slightly while serving the tea. His dark eyes reflected Yin Xing's fair face, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Okay, then I'll arrange for the palace maids to guard the imperial kitchen next time. I don't want another fire to happen again."

Yin Xing nodded repeatedly and replied without hesitation: "Understood!"

Yin Xing doesn't want such a big accident to happen again next time, otherwise she might appear as a useless adoptive mother in the eyes of the little girl.

The autumn breeze outside the window is cool, the palace lanterns are swaying gently, and the time is approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The palace did not hold a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. The empress approved an additional three days of vacation for officials, and most of the palace maids also returned home to celebrate the festival, so it was a bit deserted.

As night falls, a bright moon slowly rises. From the high platform, the view is particularly broad and comfortable.

Yin Xing diligently presented the freshly baked love mooncakes. Seeing Xuan Yizhen and the little girl sitting opposite each other in silence, he felt that they were similar to some extent!

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Yin Xing asked expectantly.

Xuan Yizhen tasted the heart-shaped mooncake calmly, his expression unchanged as he said, "Hmm."

Sure enough, Yin Xing’s cooking skills have not improved at all over the years, and the food is still terrible.

As the little girl chewed the mooncake, she felt something was wrong. She looked first at the empress and then at Queen Yin. She swallowed it with difficulty and replied, "It's delicious."

"That's really great!" Yin Xing finally picked out two edible pancakes from a pile of paste pancakes, fearing that his efforts would be in vain.

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's crescent-shaped smiling eyes, raised his hand and touched her cheek, which was a little hot, and said, "It must be very tiring for you to stare at the oven."

Yin Xing leaned against Xuan Yizhen intimately, and replied with a sense of accomplishment: "It's okay, as long as you like it. I can make it for you every day in the future."

"Cough cough!" The little girl choked in fear, and her dull expression showed a rare change.

"Don't be anxious, drink some water." Yin Xing quickly handed over the cup.

The little girl drank the water quietly to ease the sticky discomfort in her throat, only to find that the sweetness tasted bitter.

It turns out that the empress likes to eat this kind of disgusting food.

Xuan Yizhen looked at the little girl indifferently and said slowly, "Don't bother. Just cook for her."

Hearing the voice, the little girl looked at the empress in a daze, unable to utter a word.

Yin Xing smiled brightly at Xuan Yizhen, who was willing to share for the first time. She snuggled up to her affectionately and said, "Don't worry, Yizhen. I know you like eating heart-shaped mooncakes. I will definitely not be partial. You will definitely get your share."

After he finished speaking, Xuan Yi felt a little regretful, and found the heart-shaped mooncake in his throat hard to swallow.

But when Xuan Yizheng saw Yin Xing's face full of joy, he still drank his tea and finished eating her loving mooncake.

If I had wanted to marry Yin Xing back then, there must have been some price to pay.

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