Chapter 358 Crown Princess 22
That night, Yinreng stayed at Jinxiuju, and Sheng Huan did not find a reason to refuse him from staying.
After the painting competition, one dancing with swords and the other appreciating swords, the distance between the two people was obviously shortened. They were both in high spirits at the moment, and the atmosphere during the meal was different from the usual quietness.
Later, even when they were lying on the bed, the two were still enthusiastically discussing things that interested them.
Sheng Huan crawled into bed, her face buried in the festive red mandarin duck quilt. She blinked her big round eyes, which was different from her elegance and intelligence during the day. She had a romantic innocence:
"Which painter's paintings do you like, Your Highness?"
She looked obviously excited, her face was a little red, and she wanted to say everything she wanted to say in this life.
Yinreng also crawled into the quilt. He faced her directly, his eyes like stars, as if they were glowing, with some youthful spirit:
"Su Shi's."
Hearing this, she nodded excitedly repeatedly. In excitement, she even grabbed the man's wrist with her slender jade fingers under the quilt, holding it quite hard.
"Me... so am I!"
Yinreng was recognized and felt even happier and more surprised. He expressed his opinion: "I think Su Dongpo's paintings are bold and free, full of personality, and..."
As he analyzed her word by word, she nodded more and more frequently: "Yes, yes, that's it!"
"Your Highness, we really think alike!"
In front of the woman's sparkling eyes, Yinreng became more and more interested and excited as he spoke.
Then, the two began to chat about all sorts of things, and Yinreng discovered that his Crown Princess had a vast reserve of knowledge. She could almost always follow up on what he said and even offer her opinions.
As the two talked, their heads got closer and closer. I don't know what topic they were talking about. In the end, they even stood up and started competing in poetry.
……
"I listened to the spring rain in the small building all night, and the apricot blossoms will be sold in the deep alley tomorrow morning." Yinreng ended the poem with the last line and laughed out loud: "My lady, thank you very much, I won this time."
The woman waved her fist and said, "Your Highness, it's too early to be happy. Next time, I won't let you win so easily!"
"Okay, I'll wait!"
Looking at the smile and fighting spirit burning in the woman's eyes, Yinreng clasped his fists, feeling unsatisfied.
Outside the house, Fang Jiusheng and Xiang Yin looked at each other, confused.
Why are the prince and princess so happy? What happened inside? They are still not asleep.
Xiangyin and Fang Jiusheng were confused, but Xiangyin was very happy.
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In the room.
Sheng Huan and Yinreng had no idea what the servants outside were thinking. At this moment, the two men, finally tired, lay back on the bed and talked in the middle of the night.
Yinreng folded his hands behind his head and said, "When did Chuhua learn to paint? She must have worked very hard."
"I have been learning since I was young. I just think it's a hobby and never feel tired."
"No wonder, when I look at your paintings, Chuhua, I always feel relaxed and happy, and my mood is peaceful. I think it is because Chuhua's emotions have been reflected in the paintings, and they are so natural."
Sheng Huan sighed: "When I was in the boudoir, I never had anyone appreciate my paintings. Today, I am able to have Your Highness appreciate my paintings and compete with Your Highness in painting. Your Highness can see the emotions in my paintings. It is really a blessing for me, and I don't feel any regrets."
Yinreng stared at the ceiling and nodded: "It is the same for me."
Today, he felt much more relaxed.
After saying this, he didn't hear the woman's voice for a long while. He lowered his eyes and saw that she had fallen asleep without him noticing.
Slept pretty soundly.
Yinreng smiled unconsciously. She was indeed very tired today, not to mention that she was pregnant.
He reached out and pulled the quilt to cover the woman. He looked at the woman so close that he could even see the tiny hairs on her face. He moved his fingers slightly and felt a little itchy.
Finally, the man gently kissed the woman on the forehead.
He couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "It is said that it is hard to find a soulmate who understands you, and I am lucky to have Chu Hua..."
He never thought that he would meet a woman who shared the same feelings as him, and who happened to be his wife.
She understood the emotions in his paintings.
It really is - God’s blessing.
The night is quiet, and outside, there seems to be the sound of cicadas chirping, playing an especially comfortable summer melody.
Yinreng felt sleepy and soon fell into a dream.
In his sleep, I don’t know what he dreamed about, but the corners of his lips were always raised.
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From that day on, the couple started their honeymoon period, and their sweetness attracted everyone's attention.
"Second brother, how come you have collected so many paintings recently?" The Third Prince looked at Yinreng curiously. He always felt that his second brother, the Crown Prince, was a little too excited these days. He was even better than before in handling court affairs and achieved twice the result with half the effort.
"Of course it is useful." Yinreng looked down at the Third Prince, feeling that he was unfathomable: "Third brother, you don't understand."
After saying that, he shook his head complacently and left.
Third Prince: "..."
The Third Prince's face was filled with black lines.
He hated the Riddler the most.
How am I supposed to understand if you don’t explain it clearly? The Second Prince is becoming more and more incomprehensible.
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This is Jinxiuju.
After taking the pregnancy-preserving medicine and having lunch, Sheng Huan lay in the yard leisurely basking in the sun.
Jinxiuju is the residence of the Crown Princess. It has beautiful scenery and pleasant views, with fashionable flowers blooming in all colors.
"Meow~"
Suddenly, a baby-like meow sound was heard, attracting the attention of the person who had closed his eyes.
Sheng Huan listened attentively: "Xiang Yin, is that the sound of a cat?"
Xiangyin was at a loss.
Sheng Huan had already stood up and was looking for the source of the sound. Finally, he found a small orange kitten curled up in a bush. It looked to be about two months old.
"Meow~"
The flowers were parted, light shone through, and the little orange cat looked over with its milky eyes, looking so pitiful and pathetic.
"Little cutie, why are you here? Where is your mother?"
Sheng Huan reached out and picked up the little guy. The little guy was very well behaved and didn't struggle at all.
She smiled and said, "You are so good. You are not afraid of people."
"His Royal Highness."
Suddenly, behind me, I heard the voice of a maidservant bowing.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Huan turned around while holding the kitten, and saw Yinreng striding towards him.
The corners of her lips slightly raised: "Your Highness."
Yinreng paused and looked at the woman who was looking at him from a distance. The kitten in her arms also looked over. The woman's smile was warm and pleasant, while the kitten's eyes were confused and dazed.
I don’t know why, but Yinreng felt like it was a filter that gave him an illusion, as if she was holding their child.
His wife, holding their child, was welcoming him home.
Yinreng's heart trembled slightly, and somewhere he collapsed unconsciously.
No one knew that Yinreng longed for a home, a warm home.
He walked over quickly and helped Sheng Huan up: "Chu Huan, this cat..."
"Awoo, awoo, awoo~" Sheng Huan heard this, raised the little cat's melon seeds and waved them at Yinreng, even making a sound that was a bit pinching and a bit fierce: "Your Highness, how about it, isn't it cute?"
Yinreng couldn't help laughing when he saw this. His own Crown Princess seemed to be more lively. He put his big hand directly on the woman's head, rubbed it, and said without thinking: "Chuhua, very cute."
The woman froze, her face turned red, and she turned away proudly and pretended to be dignified: "Your Highness, I was talking about the kitten."
Now that she was wearing a mask, he no longer believed her.
Yinreng nodded without comment, his eyes moved downward, but he couldn't help but move his fingers on the woman's head again:
"Yeah, cute."
"Meow~" The kitten seemed to know that Yinreng was praising it, and called out in a baby voice.
"So good." Yinreng finally condescended to nod the kitten's head, but his eyes were looking at the woman who lowered her eyes.
Sheng Huan felt the gaze and looked up, only to find that the man had been looking at her with a smile in his eyes. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she quickly looked away, pretending not to see it, trying to cover up the truth and change the subject:
"Your Highness, is there a cat in Yuqing Palace? Where did this kitten come from?"
Yinreng looked at Sheng Huan and saw that her cheeks were slightly red and her fingers moved slightly, but she didn't move. He put his hands behind his back calmly, twisting his fingers behind his back. He didn't know what he was thinking, but just said:
"No one in the East Palace keeps a cat. Maybe it escaped from the cat and dog room. I will send someone to ask later."
Sheng Huan touched the kitten's head and said, "It looks so small, I wonder if it has been weaned?"
Seeing her like this, Yinreng said, "If Chuhuan wants to keep it, just keep it. I will ask the eunuch who knows cats and dogs to come and take care of it for a few days."
"That's great." She nodded happily upon hearing that.