Chapter 85: A Bad Name
Qionghua Palace.
Wen Li'er was concentrating on painting.
Ever since she became pregnant, she has been either reading or playing chess every day and has been bored to death.
She finally found another interesting thing to do and became addicted.
Aunt Xu only assigned her the task of painting one picture a day, but she insisted on painting two.
After the painting was completed, the palace maids serving in the Qionghua Palace would vote to choose the most beautiful painting, and that painting would be sent to the Yuqing Palace.
She looked at her masterpiece of the day and nodded with a smile.
My painting skills are really good. Look how beautifully I painted this pot of lilies.
It's exactly the same as the pot of flowers on the desk.
She was bragging about herself in her heart when she heard a sneer from behind her.
Wen Li'er was startled.
She turned around suddenly and saw that the prince had appeared behind her at some point.
Wen Li'er glared at him angrily.
"Your Highness, why are you walking without making any sound? Scaring people can be fatal!"
Yan Shixu pinched her face.
"You were so engrossed in admiring the painting that you didn't hear my footsteps, and now you're blaming me. How dare you!"
Seeing his pretending angry face, Wen Li'er was not afraid at all.
She has discovered that the prince is just like her father and brother.
Every time I lectured or scolded her harshly, she was actually just a paper tiger.
If she pretended to be angry, they would definitely try to comfort her.
But she naturally didn't dare to pretend to be angry in front of the prince.
Wen Li'er smiled and hugged Yan Shixu's arm, shaking it left and right.
"Your Highness is right. I know I was wrong."
When the prince looked at her flattering face, he felt a sense of comfort all over his body.
He looked down at the lily painting on her desk and commented sincerely:
"The branches are all crammed together and twisted. Also, the flowers and leaves are so messy together, and the colors on the lily petals aren't vibrant; they look like they're rotting. Also, what are those round dots on the leaves you drew? Wormholes?"
Wen Lier: "..."
She doesn't want to talk!
Yan Shixu turned his head to look at her face, which had swelled up like a frog, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You can't accept criticism for painting like this?"
Wen Li'er pointed to the pot of lilies on the desk and emphasized, "This is a realistic painting. Look, aren't they exactly the same?"
Yan Shixu looked in the direction her finger pointed, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"I can't say they're not similar at all, I can only say they're completely unrelated."
Wen Li'er's heart was hurt, and she handed the paintbrush in her hand to the prince.
She said seriously, "Your Highness, how about letting me admire your masterpiece?"
Then the villain in my heart said wildly: If Your Highness's painting is not as good as mine, I will definitely laugh at you!
In Wen Lier's mind, the prince was so busy every day that he had no time to learn painting. He might even be worse at painting than her.
Yan Shixu saw what she was thinking at a glance.
He took the paintbrush and Wen Li'er hurried forward to give him the paper.
Half an hour later...
Wen Li'er's mouth was opened into an O shape.
She looked at the flowers in his painting and then at the flowers on the desk.
Comparing back and forth, his eyes were filled with shock.
"Your Highness, you really drew it exactly like this!"
As she spoke, she looked at her own painting again.
I felt a little bit eye-irritating at that moment.
Looking at her like this, Yan Shixu inexplicably felt a sense of pride in his heart.
He cleared his throat, looking as if this was no big deal.
"Diligence can make up for lack of talent. If you practice more, you will definitely make progress."
Wen Li'er no longer had any dissatisfaction and nodded repeatedly.
"I will definitely follow your highness's example and work hard!"
As she spoke, she stealthily pulled her painting off the desk and crumpled it into a ball.
Yan Shixu didn't expose her little trick and instructed her, "You can paint, but you can't forget to eat and sleep. One painting a day is enough. If you dare to paint more, I will punish you."
Wen Li'er made a bitter face and looked at Yan Shixu with resentment.
If you don't make progress, you will be punished. Even if you work hard at drawing, you will be punished.
Your Highness simply wants to punish her...
Yan Shixu came here this time really to punish her.
He pulled out the piece of paper densely covered with names from his sleeve and scolded her.
"What's in your head? How can an orphan child be called such a cheesy name?"
Wen Li'er looked at the paper and explained seriously.
"Your Highness, my parents said that demons and monsters don't like children with vulgar names. Giving them vulgar names can help children avoid disasters and grow up safely."
Yan Shixu was stunned. Looking at her serious and nervous look, his heart suddenly softened.
"You fool, I will protect my child from disaster and bring him up safely. Why would he need your humble name to protect him?"
Wen Li'er looked at him for a long time and nodded obediently.
"Then I will listen to Your Highness. I also believe that Your Highness will protect our child and let him grow up safely and healthily."
Yan Shixu gently held the person in his arms and said "hmm" solemnly.
This was his promise to her and to the child.
He would not allow anyone to hurt his children.
That night.
Yan Shixu sat by the bed as usual, holding a book, waiting for Wen Li'er to fall asleep before leaving.
He flipped through a few pages and suddenly thought of something.
"What's Li'er's nickname?"
Wen Li'er had already fallen asleep and was about to fall asleep when she was suddenly awakened by his question.
She shuddered and closed her eyes tighter, pretending to be asleep.
Yan Shixu looked at her fluttering eyelashes and raised his eyebrows slightly.
For the first time, he felt a strong curiosity about something.
So, the next day when I went to the morning court.
Yan Shixu instructed Yongtai: "Arrange someone to go to the palace gate after the morning court session to stop Minister Wen and ask for Wen Fengyi's nickname."
Yongtai: “???”
Your Highness wants to know Wen Fengyi's nickname. Can't you just ask her directly?
Why bother?
Then, after the morning court session was over, the eunuch he had sent out came back and whispered something to him.
Yongtai then understood why His Highness had gone to so much trouble.
He hid in a corner of the palace wall and laughed wildly for a long time before he suppressed his shaking shoulders and went to report to Yan Shi.
Yan Shixu was reviewing memorials in the Purple Palace at this time, and a palace servant brought him tea.
He picked up the tea and took a sip.
The next moment, he spat out a mouthful of tea.
“Cough cough cough…”
Yan Shixu choked on the tea and felt a burning pain in his throat.
Now, Yongtai had no time to laugh anymore. He hurriedly handed over the silk handkerchief and patted the prince's back.
Inside the Purple Palace, the other ministers who were handling state affairs with His Highness all cast doubtful glances.
Your Highness, have you also caught a cold?
It doesn't look like it.
Yan Shixu had never been so embarrassed in front of the ministers before, and he coughed for a long time before he calmed down.
He thought to himself that this little Fengyi had made him look so bad. When he had time one day, he would go over and make fun of her.
…
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
