“Mother, Uncle Fourteen took Honghui to see a yellow tiger and a white tiger last time. Uncle Fourteen said that a black tiger is the rarest, and Honghui wants to see one.” Honghui clapped his hands.
Black tigers are indeed rare, and Yi Hua has never seen one before, but it is definitely not this black blob.
Yi Hua didn't want to stifle the child's imagination, so she took Hong Hui's little hand and led him to the painting of ladies: "Hong Hui, Mother is a little tired. Can you help Mother with the coloring?"
"Okay." Honghui looked at his mother with a useless expression, as if she got tired so easily, and resignedly accepted the task.
Honghui frowned as he looked at the colors of the light pink and blue skirt, looking very troubled.
He thought his mother's drawing was ugly.
Honghui dipped his brush in bright red and golden yellow, and with a wave of his small hand, transformed Yihua's delicate painting style into a rich and vibrant one, making it look magnificent.
It's quite pretty. Yihua likes that Honghui has his own opinions. After they finished drawing the kite, they flew it in the garden.
Yinzhen originally wanted to go to the East Courtyard to see the eldest princess, but after leaving the study, he was attracted by the kites and went to the garden as well.
The mother and son looked up at the tree in the same way. It turned out that the kite in the painting of the lady was too long and narrow and got caught in the tree. Now the mother and son were helpless in front of the tree.
Yi Hua was somewhat eager to try it out. She had grown up in the countryside before she transmigrated, so climbing trees was no problem for her.
Seeing that there was no one else in the garden, Yihua tightened her skirt and gestured for everyone to step back: "Honghui, your mother will show you how to climb a tree, watch."
After saying that, Yi Hua scrambled up using both her hands and feet.
"Princess Consort, please come down quickly! This servant can climb trees. This servant will go get it for you. What if you fall or get scratched?" The eunuch A Bao paced anxiously under the tree. This was no need for the Princess Consort to do this.
Honghui stared wide-eyed as his mother nimbly climbed halfway up the tree...
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