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After making sure that Naibao was safe and sound, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were in the mood to go out and play. Feng Qingchen had finally learned most of the tune, and to use the Ninth Prince's words: it was pleasing to the ears.
However, no matter how Feng Qingchen played, the music could not attract any birds. What's worse, when the Ninth Prince was beside Feng Qingchen and played the music, the birds just circled far away and did not come close...
The Ninth Prince was extremely depressed. He had been dreaming about his dream with Feng Qing under the moon and flowers, with hundreds of birds flying around. Now, it was just wishful thinking.
"You said you..."
Just as the Ninth Prince was about to complain, Feng Qingchen interrupted him and said angrily, "These birds are too timid. I won't shoot them down and eat them."
Do you dislike her so much?
"I haven't said anything to you yet, but you're blaming the bird first." The Ninth Prince was angry and amused, and couldn't help but hit Feng Qingchen on the head with his flute.
Feng Qingchen felt pain and punched the Ninth Uncle back: "You are old now, be more mature and stop acting like a little boy."
This kind of flirting between little boys and girls is not suitable for them.
"Who are you calling old? Or me?" The Ninth Prince emphasized the last "me" particularly hard, leaning forward and approaching Feng Qingchen. The threat he conveyed was self-evident...
"Uh..." Feng Qingchen swallowed secretly and said cautiously: "I, I, I said I'm quite old." This answer should be correct, right?
But the fact is...
Snap...
The ninth uncle tapped Feng Qingchen on the head with the bamboo flute in his hand: "I am older than you. You say you are old, but you think I am too old, right?"
"No way." Feng Qingchen rubbed his head. Fearing that the Ninth Uncle would ask more questions, he decisively changed the subject: "You hit me too hard. It hurts."
Just let her go because she's so pitiful.
She could never gain any advantage in a fight with the Ninth Prince.
Unfortunately, this trick didn't work this time. The Ninth Prince sneered: "I know how to control my actions. I can't hurt you. Don't try to change the subject. Do you think I'm too old?"
"Really not, I swear to heaven." Feng Qingchen raised her hand to swear, and the Ninth Prince quickly pressed her hand down: "Why are you swearing nonsense? How can I not believe you?"
It was just to tease Feng Qingchen. Who made Feng Qingchen tease him all the time? Knowing that he was allergic to fragrance, he still brought him into the crowd...
"You are not old, so where can I find an old man as good-looking as you?" Feng Qingchen snuggled in the arms of the Ninth Prince, her fingers unintentionally tangled in his long hair...
Although the Ninth Prince was much older than her, he did not look old. Moreover, after years of experience and more than a decade of imperial career, the Ninth Prince looked even more charming...
A handsome, intelligent, mature, powerful and influential man who combines both looks and power will only become more and more attractive. Just look at the young ladies from Jiangnan, who are all trying to squeeze in with the Ninth Prince.
"You know how charming you are. When you stand in a crowd, many girls stare at you, and handkerchiefs and sachets fall on you at any time." Feng Qingchen said this, not out of jealousy, but purely as a joke, because...
The Ninth Prince was allergic to the scent of flowers, but the women he met by chance all smelled very fragrant. A few times when he walked with Feng Qingchen on the street, he immediately gave her red envelopes when he returned...
Okay, Feng Qingchen admitted that she did it on purpose several times!
Speaking of this, the Ninth Prince was filled with anger and sternly warned Feng Qingchen: "Don't do it again."
"This..." Feng Qingchen let go of his hand: "I really don't dare to swear."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away, leaving the Ninth Prince alone. He sighed and strode after him...
Having a very naughty wife, I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, but he enjoys it…
As we got closer to the grassland, the sky became brighter and bluer, as beautiful as a painting, with a translucent blue and clean white. You would never see such a beautiful sky in Beijing.
Feng Qingchen wanted to record this scene, but she didn't have a camera and she didn't know how to draw...
There was no other way, Feng Qingchen had to ask for help from the all-rounder Ninth Uncle. Compared with her, the Ninth Uncle was so outstanding. He was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and each of them was excellent, which made people jealous.
If you want a horse to run fast, you have to feed it well. Similarly, if you want the Ninth Prince to take action, in addition to feeding him well, you also need to be gentle and considerate, such as...
When the Ninth Prince was painting, Feng Qingchen could not leave, let alone stop. She had to help him mix the paint and grind the ink, and feed the Ninth Prince when she was free...
Well, the Ninth Prince admitted that he had also learned bad things, because Feng Qingchen always fed him when he was reading, and gradually he got used to it and put food in his mouth from time to time.
One or two days is definitely not enough to paint a good picture. In order to let Feng Qingchen paint, the Ninth Prince stayed there for three days just to make Feng Qingchen satisfied.
Seeing the finished product, Feng Qingchen was full of praise...
The Ninth Prince is more useful than a camera. He fully displays the scenery of the grassland on paper, which makes people yearn for it: "When the milk baby and the cute baby see it, they will definitely come running over."
This is definitely not a lie. Because Feng Qingchen likes it, the Ninth Prince poured all his love into painting this picture...
Bringing emotion into the painting naturally makes it come alive.
"You can frame it and have someone send it to the cute baby to see." Forget about the baby, it would be nice to be able to bring my daughter along.
"No, this is my personal collection, hurry up... put your seal on it." Feng Qingchen carefully hid the painting and kept urging the Ninth Prince to put his seal on it.
Seeing the Ninth Prince take out his private seal, Feng Qingchen quickly stopped him and said, "No, use the Emperor's jade seal."
The calligraphy of the founding emperor of the empire is priceless...
When the Ninth Prince saw Feng Qingchen's expression, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Money-grubber, are you still planning to sell my paintings?"
That being said, the Ninth Prince really had to ask the secret guards to bring the jade seal, stamp it on the painting, and sign his name. In this way...
This painting is worth more.
You should know that there is no writing, calligraphy or painting of the Ninth Prince that has been passed down to the world so far.
The Ninth Prince does not like to show off. His calligraphy and paintings are comparable to those of the masters of calligraphy and painting, but he never displays them in front of others. Only Feng Qingchen is lucky enough to see the Ninth Prince's masterpieces.
Feng Qingchen waited until the ink dried before carefully holding it up: "If you are short of money, you can consider it." She will never be short of money in this life...
"Didn't you say it was a private collection? What? This guy wants to sell it again?" The Ninth Prince said that if Feng Qingchen dared to sell his paintings, he would make Feng Qingchen unable to get out of bed for half a month.
"If that day really comes, I can't just hug a painting and starve to death, right?" Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes at the Ninth Uncle.
Doesn't she know that she has always been a very realistic person?
Thinking back then, she had stolen a lot of calligraphy works from her senior sister, waiting for her to become famous so that she could sell them. Unfortunately... she didn't have the chance to wait.
"As long as I am here, there will never be such a day." The Ninth Prince stepped forward and helped Feng Qingchen roll up the painting: "I will have someone take it and frame it."
"No need, we will mount it ourselves after returning to the palace." Although mounting paintings is a technical job, it can be learned. Moreover, only by learning how to mount paintings can she let the Ninth Prince paint more paintings.
"Or, how about you paint a few more pictures and I'll frame them together after returning to the palace?" Feng Qingchen thought so and said it directly.
"You really are... slow to make progress." The Ninth Prince couldn't find a suitable tool for a moment, so he reached out and knocked Feng Qingchen on the head: "Do you think I'm a painter? If you really like it, let the painters in the palace come and paint a few more pictures for you to take back."
"No, it's not drawn by you, I won't collect it." Feng Qingchen turned away arrogantly.
"Okay, I'll draw for you again when I have the chance." The Ninth Prince promised gently, with a slight smile on his lips, looking at Feng Qingchen intently, his eyes full of smiles and unconcealable love...
If there was a camera, or a court painter, he would definitely not be able to resist and capture this scene on paper.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, the emperor and empress stood hand in hand. The scene was so beautiful that it made people intoxicated, especially the affection between the two of them, which made people yearn for it. At least...
The secret guard standing by was stunned.
The Emperor and His Majesty are a perfect match. There is no room for anyone else between them. Even if His Highness and the little princess stood between them, it would ruin this beauty...
Now that the painting is done, Feng Qingchen wants to run against the wind on the grassland. However, this wish cannot be fulfilled in the short term because...
They were in a vast plain with no village in front and no shop behind, so it was not easy to pick two good horses. If Feng Qingchen wanted to gallop on horseback, he had to find the whereabouts of Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan first.
Before the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen came, they did not inform Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan. The two had no information in advance, so they naturally would not stay at home waiting for the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen.
When the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen arrived at the tribe where Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan were staying, they came to find nothing. They were told by kind-hearted herdsmen that Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan were out and could not tell when they would come back, but Zhou Xing's eldest son was there.
Finally, someone was home. The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen declined the herdsmen’s invitation to stay and led the secret guards towards Zhou Xingjia’s tent…
The appearance of dozens of extraordinary people would naturally arouse curiosity. Zhou Xing's son had already known from the herdsmen that a group of noble people were coming to see his parents.
Zhou Xing's son is only seven years old this year, but he looks like a little adult. When he saw the Ninth Uncle and Feng Qingchen, he was not afraid of strangers. Instead, he walked up to them and asked their names.
"My name is Feng Qingchen. Has your father told you his name?" Feng Qingchen did not shy away from saying her name.
Not to mention the people in the grasslands, even the people in the capital may not know that Feng Qingchen is the current queen, but Zhou Xing's son knows. When Feng Qingchen said the name, Zhou Xing's son's face changed...
His father had told him that the current queen was named Feng Qingchen, and that she was his father's elder sister, and therefore his aunt...
A word to readers: The second update is here, I will try to be on time tomorrow. And... this time, no matter what, I will have my broken wisdom teeth removed!