Chapter 175: The Look of Not Wanting to Separate Even for a Moment
There would be no one else except Xiao Jiwu. Yun Qingshi subconsciously hugged Prince Xiao's neck, looked at the man silently for a moment, and then he silently buried his head in Xiao Jiwu's arms.
Mo, inexplicably...
Zhao Mingde stood not far away holding a box of dried fruits and watching the two of them, his eyes full of satisfaction.
Xiao Jiwu just looked at the young man quietly for a while, and then carried him back to the bedroom.
After returning to the bedroom, he was reluctant to put her down, but just held Yun Qingshi and sat down on the light couch.
Then he picked up the half-read book and stuffed it into the boy's hand.
The meaning is very clear, he holds his, and Yun Qingshi looks at Yun Qingshi.
Yun Qingshi: ...
Yun Qingshi took over the script in silence, but his heart couldn't help but feel a little complicated.
But he did not allow himself to think further and quickly turned his attention to the storybook.
But after watching for a while, he couldn't bear to watch anymore.
He ate too much dried fruit just now, and now he is thirsty again...
The water was still on the table not far away. Yun Qingshi wanted to go down and pour some water, but the arm that was restrained around his waist showed no sign of loosening.
Noticing the boy's movements, Xiao Jiwu asked, "What are you going to do?"
Yun Qingshi replied helplessly: "I want to drink water."
Xiao Jiwu then directed his order outside the hall: "Zhao Mingde, change the tea."
Outside the room, Zhao Mingde hurriedly responded, "I'll do it right away!"
In a short while, a cup of tea that was neither hot nor cold was brought to Yun Qingshi's lips.
Yun Qingshi watched silently for a while before drinking the water in the cup in the same way Xiao Jiwu held the water.
Then he asked Xiao Jiwu: "How long do you plan to hold me like this?"
And why do you have to be so clingy? Two grown men acting so clingy all the time, it's going to be a laughing stock if people tell others about it!
Prince Xiao kissed the corner of the boy's lips and replied, "If possible, I want to hold you like this forever."
As he said this, he looked like he was reluctant to be separated from her even for a moment.
Yun Qingshi: ...
Yun Qingshi had nothing to say and chose to continue reading the storybook...
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Prince Xiao also did what he said. Except for the time when Yun Qingshi had to go to the toilet and they had to separate, he held Yun Qingshi in his arms from the afternoon until dark.
It was already time for dinner, and Zhao Mingde had already instructed the servants to set the table.
Yun Qingshi was still sitting on Xiao Jiwu's lap, but his heart had already flown to the dining table.
Worried that Xiao Jiwu might not let him go, Yun Qingshi expressed his attitude in advance: "Let me tell you in advance, I want to eat by myself, you can't hold me back anymore."
Xiao Jiwu curled his lips in amusement after hearing this, and kissed the boy on the cheek before saying, "Okay."
After saying that, he let go of Yun Qingshi as promised.
Yun Qingshi quickly got up and ran to the table, sat down and looked at the food.
Very good, the dishes he ordered in the afternoon have been delivered here.
Prince Xiao quickly followed and sat down beside the young man. He then picked up Yun Qingshi's bowl and placed a small bowl of food next to the young man. "Eat slowly. Be careful of the heat."
Yun Qingshi nodded in satisfaction and replied, "Okay."
Xiao Jiwu then used the soup bowl to serve soup to Yun Qingshi and placed it aside to dry.
It’s still a nourishing soup, pigeon soup.
Yun Qingshi was very satisfied with the dinner, and even Xiao Jiwu ate a little more.
It was still early after dinner, so the two of them sat behind the desk and read together.
Xiao Jiwu was still reading a serious book that Yun Qingshi had no interest in at all, while Yun Qingshi continued to read his storybook.
The two of them were in a warm and cozy atmosphere when suddenly someone knocked on the palace door from outside.
Yun Qingshi looked up and saw that it was Zhao Mingde.
Zhao Mingde stood at the door respectfully and reported to Prince Xiao: "Prince, I have something to report, regarding the account books."
Xiao Jiwu immediately understood what Zhao Mingde meant. He quickly put down the book in his hand and stood up to leave the desk. But before leaving, he still said to Yun Qingshi in a gentle voice, "Be good and don't run around. I will be back soon."
As for Yun Qingshi, when he heard that it was about the account book, he completely lost his curiosity and immediately nodded obediently and agreed: "Okay."
Seeing this, Xiao Jiwu stood up and went outside with peace of mind.
Yun Qingshi continued to read his own notebook...
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On the other side, Xiao Jiwu went straight to the side hall, and Zhao Mingde followed him in.
After seeing Zhao Mingde close the palace door, Prince Xiao asked, "What's the matter?"
What Zhao Mingde said just now clearly meant that the matter needed to be discussed without telling Ying Shiyi.
As for Zhao Mingde, after hearing Prince Xiao's question, he walked over and mysteriously took out a roll of rice paper from his sleeve, then carefully spread it out on the table in front of Prince Xiao, and then spoke:
"Changshun found this later when he was cleaning up the West Garden. At first he thought it was just a few pieces of paper scribbled by Master Eleven, but when he flipped through them, he found this."
Xiao Jiwu lowered his eyes to look when he heard the voice. At first, he looked nonchalant, but after he saw clearly what was painted on the rice paper, his eyes widened.
His fingertips gently stroked the little man on the paper, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
But he still couldn't believe it, so he couldn't help but ask Zhao Mingde: "Is this... the King of Eleven Paintings?"
Zhao Mingde smiled widely and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's Your Majesty."
"When Changshun brought it over, I immediately recognized it as a painting of the prince. I wonder where Master Eleven learned this technique. It's truly unique, yet also very vivid and beautiful."
After getting a definite answer, Xiao Jiwu's smile widened, and his fingertips touched the painting again and again with care.
But he only touched it lightly and was reluctant to use force.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingde continued, "This servant feels that Master Eleven has the prince in his heart. This painting is proof of it. If he hadn't been thinking about it in his heart, why would he have painted it on paper?"
Xiao Jiwu was stunned when he heard the voice, but said nothing.
After a long while, Prince Xiao again instructed Zhao Mingde: "Zhao Mingde, find someone to frame this painting as soon as possible."
Zhao Mingde happily agreed and immediately held out his hands to receive the painting. "Yes, I will ask the best mounting master to come tomorrow morning."
After hearing this, Xiao Jiwu nodded slightly. He had originally planned to give the painting to Zhao Mingde, but after he extended his hand, he changed his mind.
Xiao Jiwu took the painting back and changed his tone: "No, prepare the things. I will frame it myself tomorrow."
He was worried that someone else might damage the painting without paying attention.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mingde understood Prince Xiao's concerns and couldn't help but think that their prince was truly deeply in love.
Then he agreed again: "Yes, I will remember it."
Prince Xiao carefully placed the painting aside and began to look at the remaining paintings.
Changshun brought over the stack of paintings Yun Qingshi had finished...
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