Chapter 281: All Good Days
Xie Chen's eyes softened, and he looked as if he had been coaxed into submission.
But he still said: "I know. But this third place winner..."
Pei Tingyue sat on his lap and said with a smile, "I have done nothing wrong. I just talked with him about the studies of the princes. Your Majesty, please don't implicate innocent people because of jealousy."
Xie Chen's words were cut short, and he said helplessly, "Alright."
Pei Tingyue lifted his chin and asked, "Has the emperor calmed down?"
Xie Chen responded.
Pei Tingyue pressed the issue, forcing him to answer, "Is it gone?"
Xie Chen clutched the hand that was wandering around his face and sighed, "It's gone."
Pei Tingyue looked at him leisurely: "Then smile."
Xie Chen looked at her and smiled.
Pei Tingyue raised an eyebrow when she saw him, got off the couch, and led him to the back hall. "It's getting late, let's go take a bath together."
Xie Chen's mind moved.
He always felt that every time he pretended to be angry or acted pitiful and inferior, good things would happen.
In this case...
For Xie Chen, there are so many things that can be used.
He could already imagine what good days would come in the future.
*
Until the fifth day of June.
The emperor's birthday.
There was a heavy rain last night, and it didn't stop until daybreak.
Therefore, today is not as stuffy as the hot summer, and it is quite cool.
This year the emperor's birthday was still not celebrated in a grand manner. The banquet was held at Mingyue Terrace, but it was only a family dinner in the evening.
That evening, Pei Tingyue dressed up nicely.
She wore a cloud brocade palace dress with coral red and gold-thread phoenix patterns, light makeup, and a headpiece adorned with pearls and gemstones. This outfit made her look graceful and dazzling.
After dressing up, she waited for Xiao Si in the warm room.
Not long after, Xiao Si arrived with the birthday gift he had prepared. "Mother, when are we going to Chengming Palace to give Father the birthday gift?"
"I'll go right away." Pei Tingyue looked at the thing in his arms curiously, "How about showing Mother what you've done?"
Xiao Si tightened his arms and said, "No, I want Father and Mother to watch it together."
Pei Tingyue, who was rejected, could only say regretfully, "Okay."
Anyway, she felt that with her son's brushwork, this painting could not replace the painting of spring begonias.
The mother and son took a sedan chair to Chengming Palace.
Xie Chen had just finished showering and was changing into his regular clothes.
Pei Tingyue felt that the time was right. After settling Xiao Si down, she went into the inner bedroom alone.
She slowly walked around the screen and saw someone changing clothes.
Today he was wearing a snow-blue brocade robe, which reduced the emperor's fierce majesty and gave him more of the gentleness of a young master from an aristocratic family.
Pei Tingyue took a closer look before speaking, "It's a pity that my clothes don't match the emperor's."
Her footsteps were light, and Xie Chen was preoccupied with other things, so he didn't notice it at first. It wasn't until she spoke that Xie Chen turned around and saw her. "When did Tingyue come?"
Pei Tingyue hooked the jade belt around his waist and pulled him towards her. "I just got here not long ago."
"Yeah." Xie Chen lowered his eyes and answered her previous question in an inaudible voice, "It will be a match."
Pei Tingyue had no idea what was about to happen.
I just thought he was being stubborn and insisting on pairing coral red and snow blue, so I smiled and said nothing more.
She held Xie Chen's broad shoulders and asked him to sit down in front of the dressing table. She picked up the rosewood comb and slowly tied his hair.
His hair was of excellent quality, jet black and thick, like fine silk. It felt cool in his hands and was very pleasant to the touch.
Pei Tingyue lowered his head and sniffed it. There was a faint and refreshing scent of soapberry, which was refreshing.
After she had combed her hair, she took out something from her sleeve. It was a jade crown.
The jade is of the finest quality, but the carving is only passable and too crude for an emperor.
But then again, who dares to look at the emperor?
The only person who is so bold as to covet the emperor's color is the one who makes this crown, so naturally he will not despise it.
Pei Tingyue carefully put the jade crown on him, and then happily said, "It looks good."
Xie Chen saw it through the prism mirror and frowned, "So Tingyue's hand was injured because of this."
Pei Tingyue sighed, "I'm a beginner and can't control my strength well. I've spent a lot of money on this crown. I even wasted a box of fine jade before I could carve this."
Xie Chen turned around, put his arm around her waist and held her in his arms. "Please don't do this again, okay? Tingyue was injured because of me. I feel heartbroken and guilty."
Pei Tingyue pursed her bright red lips and said, "But I want to do my best for the emperor."
Xie Chen's heart turned as soft as spring water, and he didn't know what to say.
The two of them just hugged each other quietly.
"Father!"
"Mother!"
"Why don't you come out yet?"
Xiao Si's sudden call broke the beauty of the moment.
Pei Tingyue took a deep breath. She had been dawdling here for so long that she had forgotten about her own son.
Xie Chen looked at her expression, understood something, and couldn't help laughing.
He stood up, took her hand and walked out, echoing, "I'm coming."
Seeing the two men coming out, Xiao Si jumped off the couch, handed over the things in his arms, and kowtowed firmly, "Your Majesty, I wish you good health and a long life."
Xie Chen took the painting first, then helped Xiao Si up and said with a loud smile, "Okay."
There was no large table in the warm room, so Xie Chen had to unfold the painting bit by bit.
The painting depicts a scene of him and Pei Tingyue chatting and laughing together at night. Unexpectedly, the painting is colorful and the characters are very vivid. It doesn't look like something a child can draw.
Xiao Si explained, "I've seen your father's painting of the Spring Begonia hanging for quite some time, so I wanted to give you a new one on your birthday. I asked your mother for help in carefully tracing the outlines of this painting, and the painter at the gallery helped me add the colors."
Xie Chen admired the painting and took out his hand to touch his little head. "Yu Zhou is thoughtful. Father likes it very much. It will make people..."
Before he could finish his words, the exhibition came to an end and a mass of pitch-black lines emerged.
Xie Chen swallowed the rest of his words.
After Pei Tingyue saw it clearly, he lay on the couch and laughed.
Xiao Si's delicate face showed a rare embarrassment that shouldn't have appeared at his age. "This... this is my son."
Xie Chen tried hard to identify the crooked little man.
His expression is hard to describe.
Xiao Si said angrily, "I've thought about it for a long time, and I still feel that it will be complete only if I take you with me, so..."
So I drew myself in a mess.
Xie Chen coughed lightly. After all, it was his son's thoughtful gesture, so he couldn't deny it. He said slowly, "Yuzhou's painting is very good. I'll have it hung up later."
Xiao Si's dark eyes lit up and he nodded heavily, "Yes."
When Xie Chen wasn't noticing, he sighed faintly and looked helplessly at the person on the couch, "Okay, if you keep laughing, you're going to get a stomachache."
Pei Tingyue didn't want to laugh either, but when she thought about the fact that this nice hanging painting had suddenly turned pitch black in the lower right corner, she thought that anyone who saw it in the future would be speechless. She thought this scene was very interesting.
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