How should we view him?
Qian Shengyan blinked, her eyes revealing undisguised confusion: "I don't understand..."
Yinzhen's lips twitched slightly, but he couldn't utter any more explicit words. Asking even one question already made him feel ashamed; what more did she want from him? To fawn over a woman and ask her if she loved him?
Especially since this is his own woman!
Forget about love, it's all his!
When Yinzhen pushed her onto the bed, Qian Shengyan was still a little dazed. She subconsciously raised her bandaged right hand, somewhat panicked: "Master..."
You can take off her clothes, but please don't touch her hands!
Then, Qian Shengyan: ?
How could this man be so shameless as to not even take off his clothes...?
He was impeccably dressed and expressionless, yet she simply couldn't stand it...
She wanted to beg for mercy, but Yinzhen silenced her with a kiss, and then... she was carried to the desk and placed on the windowsill...
Qian Shengyan later cried herself to sleep. She didn't even know what time it was dark. She only knew that when she woke up, it was already dark night, and the culprit lying next to her was breathing evenly, sounding like she was sleeping soundly.
She didn't want to disturb him, but she was so thirsty, her throat felt like it was on fire. She tried to get up quietly, but the slightest movement made her back ache as if it had been broken by a great force.
Qian Shengyan suddenly realized that it was all this jerk's fault! Why was she still embarrassed to bother him!
Without hesitation, Qian Shengyan kicked Yinzhen. Before the man could slowly regain consciousness, she feigned a groan and said in a hoarse voice, "My back hurts..."
"Did you have a nightmare?" Yinzhen's voice was a little hoarse from just waking up. A large hand reached out and rubbed Qian Shengyan's lower back a couple of times.
Qian Shengyan hummed softly, then rolled over and snuggled into his arms: "I want some water..."
Yinzhen then got up, poured her half a cup of warm tea by the dim moonlight, and handed it directly to her lips, letting her drink it with his hand.
After drinking three cups, Yinzhen refused to pour any more, saying, "If you drink too much, you'll have to get up at night."
Qian Shengyan: ...
What breed of dog is this?
But after quenching her thirst, Qian Shengyan felt drowsy and wanted to fall asleep again. Her right hand was well protected by Yinzhen, and she leaned against the man's chest. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard Yinzhen whisper in her ear, "Do you like me?"
What kind of dog question is this? It's completely nonsensical.
Qian Shengyan thought to herself, but her body language was very professional as she nodded. Still half asleep, she wrapped one arm around Yinzhen's neck and whispered, "I like you the most, Your Highness."
Yinzhen held her contentedly as they fell asleep.
The next day, Qian Shengyan was still a little dazed when she woke up.
Well, how should I put it?
The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and Yinzhen felt he was back to normal.
The man who was sarcastic and cold a couple of days ago is gone; the old Yinzhen has returned.
Holding hands, they left Huyun Manor. First, they went to see the cattle, sheep, and chickens, then played with Baifu Zaohua for a while. Finally, when they passed by the fields, Yinzhen pointed to the potato field and told Qian Shengyan that he had personally removed the weeds and watered the potatoes the day before yesterday.
Qian Shengyan, looking somewhat bewildered, offered a simple thank you.
Yinzhen became increasingly satisfied.
After a few days of cold war, the masters finally made up. Both Su Peisheng and Qingxue were happy. Actually, Qingxue was alright. Although the prince had moved away, Qian Shengyan's influence was still there, and no one in the Lion Garden could make things difficult for her. But Su Peisheng had been living a miserable life these past few days.
Now that's good, the prince is smiling again, and Eunuch Su finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He and Qingxue stood guard at the door, listening to the prince and Master Qian chatting inside, accompanied by the little princess's laughter. They suddenly felt that there was no better time in the world than now.
He even considered kowtowing to his master several times.
These past two days at Huyun Manor have made Su Peisheng constantly recall the days at the Prince's Mansion a few years ago. At that time, the eldest and second princes passed away one after another, and the entire Prince's Mansion was as quiet and empty as a lonely grave. The prince went to court and returned to the manor every day, living a routine life like a walking corpse.
Life is so much better now, full of laughter and joy. After all, what's the point of being a person if you want to be happy?
Everything seemed to be back to normal, but Qian Shengyan still felt that something was not quite right... The occasional probing gaze that Yinzhen gave her, and the questions he asked, whether intentionally or unintentionally, made Qian Shengyan feel that Yinzhen seemed to... well... want to know her true thoughts?
That's terrifying!
Startled, Qian Shengyan immediately put on an even more superb acting performance, perfectly portraying a concubine who wholeheartedly serves the prince. She was incredibly attentive, caring, and cooperative, finally making Yinzhen lower his scrutinizing gaze.
Time moved slowly, and July was fast approaching. The rice harvest in the fields was good, and the heavy grains were a sight to behold. Qian Shengyan's potatoes were also ready for harvest soon. Recently, Yinzhen had been busy with this matter and would personally go to check on the potatoes every day.
"Six taro plants grew into this field..." Yinzhen murmured as he stood in front of the field, "If each plant really yielded so much..."
He was both excited and worried. When he saw Qian Shengyan again, he kept talking about "potatoes" until Qian Shengyan was almost annoyed. Regardless of whether it was time or not, she dragged him to the edge of the field and dug out a potato.
There was only one, but seven or eight small potatoes were hanging from its roots. Yinzhen was stunned and counted them several times in disbelief: "Eight, there are actually eight!"
Qian Shengyan: ...
Look at how ignorant they are!
She quickly turned around and called Hongli to come and see, lest the child grow up to be like his father.
As a result, Hongli's eyes widened even more than his father's: "Father! Mother only used such a small piece of potato! And she grew so many!"
"It's a pity we dug them up a bit too early; the potatoes aren't very big." Yinzhen looked at the bunch of potatoes and pondered for a moment before saying, "No, I must report this to Father Emperor."
Qian Shengyan: ? ? ?
Before she could react, Yinzhen had already hurriedly grabbed the potato and left.
Qian Shengyan: ...
Well, she could almost guess the outcome.
She instructed everyone to prepare for receiving the emperor, and then tidied up the road from the gate to the field. Qian Shengyan then sent someone to call the Fifth Prince and asked Geng Shi to bring him over—in case Kangxi really came to see the potatoes, could he also take the opportunity to see his grandson?
After giving her instructions, Qian Shengyan glanced at the sky, unsure if Kangxi would stay for dinner. Just in case, she went to the kitchen to check. Coincidentally, a fresh fawn had been delivered that day, so Qian Shengyan ordered someone to prepare a venison hot pot, a warm meal to cool her down in the sweltering summer heat.
As she expected, just as she finished giving the instructions, someone came to report that the Emperor was setting off for the Lion Garden, and the Prince had ordered his concubine to make preparations to welcome him properly.
Qian Shengyan naturally agreed, but she never expected that such a verbal order would cause such a problem.
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