Chapter 144 (3,000 words) Cute Clay Figure...

At the beginning of the new year, the ice and snow had not yet melted, and piled up on the walls and alleys of the capital's streets and markets, shining crystal white.

The shouts of vendors can be heard one after another in the downtown area, hot mist is billowing, and the smell of fireworks fills the air, relieving the cold wind and soothing people's hearts.

The crowd was bustling, and many people looked sideways at the inconspicuous clay figurine stall, but did not dare to move rashly. Their eyes frequently fell on the noble and aloof woman, whose appearance was beautiful, and she was not like an ordinary person.

The little girl, holding the broken clay figurine, could also feel the empress's transcendent aura. She subconsciously straightened her back and did not dare to slack off.

At first, Queen Yin said she would take herself with her to repair the clay figurines, but she suddenly fell unwell, so the Empress took over and left the palace with her.

Normally, the empress would not take the initiative to mention accompanying someone in such matters. It was probably because of Empress Yin that the empress was asked to come to the downtown area.

Not long after, two people, one big and one small, entered the clay figurine stall in a distant yet tacit manner.

"Excuse me, can this clay figurine be repaired?"

"I'm afraid not. This one is so broken it's beyond recognition. I might as well make a new one."

After she finished speaking, the little girl was very reluctant to give up the clay figurine.

Xuan Yizhen pursed his lips and was about to speak when he heard a clear, tender voice beside him, "Then can I learn to make clay figurines?"

The vendor smiled at the richly dressed little girl, his palms stained with mud and paint, and warned her, "You can, but it'll stain your clothes easily, and it'll take time."

Hearing the voice, the little girl tilted her head to look at the empress, not quite sure what she was thinking.

If it were Queen Yin, she would definitely agree, and would even enthusiastically participate in learning how to repair clay figurines.

"Since you want to learn how to make clay figures, let's start."

"Um!"

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, rolled up her wide sleeves, sat quietly in the corner, and listened to the vendor's instructions.

Unexpectedly, the empress also sat down beside them, not caring at all about the noise and dirt, and even learned to make clay figures.

If the little girl hadn't seen the empress's cold and expressionless face, she would have doubted her own eyes.

It is the New Year season and the weather is very cold. The clay used to shape the clay figurines is very cold and it is easy to freeze your hands.

The little girl followed the vendor's instructions carefully according to her memory and repaired the clay figurine.

The empress did not give any advice or preach, she just watched quietly, and then made the new clay figure with concentration and piety. There was a rare difference between her brows and majesty, and a little more calmness.

The vendors looked at these two people with extraordinary backgrounds in surprise and felt it was strange.

After all, clay figurines are not worth much money, so ordinary people would not waste time and effort making them.

After a while, the little girl saw the clay figure made by the empress taking shape, and it actually looked a bit like Empress Yin.

Her eyebrows are curved, and she is sweet and kind, just like the warm spring sun, dazzling and eye-catching.

Suddenly I realized that Queen Yin might not understand the Empress, because the Empress did not look like she was making clay figures for the first time. She was very good at it.

"Are they similar?"

"picture."

Xuan Yizhen then showed a slight satisfaction, imagining Yin Xing's reaction, she should like it.

After a long time, the two men returned to the carriage holding the lacquer box and returned to the palace. It was almost noon.

The carriage drove slowly along the long street. Apart from the sound of the wheels turning, it was very quiet inside.

The little girl didn't care about her cold hands. She protected the clay figurine in the box as a treasure, not daring to bump it. She thought that if she took it back to show Queen Yin, she would definitely be happy.

Perhaps Queen Yin would even touch her head and praise herself for being so capable.

Although the little girl didn't think it was amazing, she was very happy to be praised by Queen Yin.

"Why would you rather repair a puddle of mud than a new clay figurine?" Xuan Yizheng looked through the documents. The previous clay figurine was sealed in a lacquer box. He spoke calmly, as if it was just a casual question.

"Because this is a gift from the Empress." The little girl came back to her senses and responded stiffly, realizing that the Empress really seldom spoke.

Or maybe the empress just doesn't like talking to herself.

After all, every time Queen Yin spoke to the empress, they had a back-and-forth conversation without any coldness at all.

Even when the empress was reviewing documents, she would stop writing and respond to Queen Yin very patiently, answering almost every question.

Xuan Yizhen raised his eyes slightly and looked at the little girl, then said calmly, "But your actions don't match your words. If you cherish something so much, there shouldn't be any possibility of it being destroyed by others. Otherwise, it's all empty talk. This is why I'm punishing you. Do you understand?"

The little girl was startled, her tender face turning pale. She held the lacquer box in her palm and nodded, "I understand."

In fact, the little girl also regretted her carelessness, but she didn't expect that the empress didn't mind her fighting at all.

From the beginning to the end, the empress only cared about her failure to protect the gift given by Queen Yin.

"Plan before you act. If you can't learn this principle, even if you memorize ancient scriptures, you won't be able to stay in the capital. This is my holy order. If you dare to reveal it, you will be punished by death."

"yes."

The little girl did not doubt the empress's words at all, because many of the elders of the Wanqi family had been suppressed, and their family power had been reduced. Without exception, they were all afraid of the ruthless empress.

So the empress was obviously warning herself not to try to please Queen Yin and have other thoughts.

If you want to stay in the palace, you can only obey the empress and meet her strict requirements.

The little girl lowered her eyes and looked at the lacquer box. She wanted to become a member of Queen Yin's family. There was not a trace of timidity in her eyes, only unswerving determination.

The sound of horse hooves echoed along the long street as the carriage passed through the palace gate and entered the majestic palace.

Inside the main hall, Yin Xing was stopped from leaving the palace by Xuan Yizheng because of her back pain. She was a little worried that she would not be able to take good care of the little girl.

After all, Xuan Yizheng doesn't look like a parent who would patiently play with her child, not to mention that she has repeatedly stated that she doesn't like little girls.

But when Yin Xing saw the little girl showing off the clay figurines she had restored, his eyes lit up and he praised her, "Wow, I can't even make clay figurines, you're so amazing!"

The little girl raised the corner of her mouth, a shy smile on her tender face, and said seriously: "I can teach the Queen how to make clay figurines in the future."

Therefore, you have to work harder to meet the empress's requirements so that you can become Queen Yin's family.

"Okay." Seeing that the little girl was in good spirits, Yin Xing felt relieved and served her soup with some meat.

It seems that parent-child activities are a good way to enhance friendship!

Of course, Yin Xing didn't forget Xuan Yizhen. She served her soup attentively and said eagerly, "It's cold, drink some soup. You've worked hard."

"It's okay. It's not as hard as you." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's smiling eyes meaningfully, and stroked her body with his fingertips moving slightly.

"..." Yin Xing was speechless and silent. His face was hot and he didn't dare to look at Xuan Yizheng. He only felt a tingling sensation as if he had been electrocuted.

The child is still there, Xuan Yishi is really very bold.

The little girl drank the hot broth quietly. Seeing Queen Yin's flushed face as she buried her head in the soup, as if she was very hot, she was a little confused. Is this how she nourishes herself?

But the Empress Yubai's appearance remained the same as usual, without any other changes. She looked like a jade statue carved from clear jade, cold and outstanding, aloof and indifferent with a hint of inhumanity.

However, Queen Yin always sat closely with the Empress, completely unconcerned with the Empress's coldness and alienation. She even waited for the soup to be warm before handing it to the Empress, treating her like a child.

Queen Yin has always been kind and gentle to others, and never cares about palace rules and etiquette. The little girl was not surprised by this.

But the empress never allowed anyone to disobey or offend her, and even the female official Chun always looked at her in awe.

But towards Queen Yin, the empress never showed any imperial majesty, nor did she get angry or displeased. She just quietly accepted everything Queen Yin did.

In the afternoon, the little girl finished her meal and left. The palace maids cleared away the dishes, and the palace became a little quieter.

The wind blew against the window, making a muffled sound. Yin Xing, who was full, lay beside Xuan Yizheng and didn't want to move.

Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and gently stroked Yin Xing's fair cheek. His fingertips touched the corner of her lips, which inexplicably felt familiar. He gently traced the arc and said, "I have a gift for you."

The word "gift" immediately caused Yin Xing to have a conditioned backache!

So when Xuan Yizheng handed a lacquer box to Yin Xing, he was a little confused.

"What's this?"

"You'll find out if you open it."

Yin Xing stood up, raised his hand to open the lacquer box, and immediately saw the colorful clay figurine. The expression was lifelike and vivid. He exclaimed in surprise: "This clay figurine is so cute!"

Xuan Yizhen chuckled and replied, "Although I made this clay figurine based on your image, doesn't it sound like you're bragging when you say that?"

After he finished speaking, Yin Xing realized that this cute clay figurine with pink and white cheeks and red spots looked a little familiar, and he immediately felt embarrassed.

"Hehe, if Yizhen had told me earlier, I wouldn't have said that just now."

"So, do you like it?"

Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen's indifferent expression, but knew that she must care deeply about him. He leaned in and kissed her thin lips, smiling and said, "I like it. I would like it even if Yizhen gave me a handful of soil!"

Xuan Yizhen pursed his lips and looked at Yin Xing's smiling eyes. He raised his hand and gently stroked the corner of her lips. A faint sense of déjà vu was present. He came back to his senses and said jokingly, "If you like, I can teach you how to make clay figurines in the future. That way you don't have to embarrass yourself in front of little girls."

When Yin Xing heard this, he looked at Xuan Yizhen in embarrassment as he spoke gently and tenderly but then said such heartbreaking words. He was completely caught off guard.

Speaking of which, Xuan Yizhen is a little narrow-minded. He actually minded that I wanted to learn how to make clay figurines from the little girl.

But for the sake of the cute clay figurine, Yin Xing had no choice but to forgive her!

Although a bit shameless, the clay figures made by Xuan Yizheng are really cute. Yin Xing even feels that she has a filter for herself, with a smile on her lips.

Xuan Yizheng saw Yin Xing staring at the clay figurine intently, her thick eyelashes fluttering, unable to cover up her brilliance. He put his arms around her and snuggled her into his arms. He felt that her little expression was even cuter than that of a three-year-old child, and her thoughts were obvious on her face.

Thinking of this, Xuan Yizhen's gaze fell on Yin Xing's clear, round eyes, which were shimmering with life and vitality. He said slowly, "Why don't you make me a clay figurine next time? Then we can be a couple."

"Okay, but I may not have such good skills." Yin Xing collected his thoughts and looked at Xuan Yizheng's beautiful face, not feeling very confident.

After all, clay figurine making should be classified as fine arts, but Yin Xing is very poor at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Maybe he doesn't have any artistic talent.

"It's okay, you can make more, hundreds or thousands of them preferably, and then I'll slowly choose them. I'll always find one that I like." Xuan Yizheng played with Yin Xing's peach-colored skirt with her slender white fingertips, as if she was pinching delicate flower leaves, and responded comfortably.

This way, Yin Xing probably won’t be interested in learning how to make clay figurines from the little girl.

Yin Xing was almost dumbfounded when he heard Xuan Yizhen's generous request from the client, thinking that she was not polite to him at all!

Are you kidding? Making hundreds and thousands of clay figures will take forever.

Suddenly I felt that this cute clay figure was a bit too heavy.

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