MTL - Peach Blossom-Chapter 37

The emperor of Qi is seriously ill, the crown prince is newly established, the prestige and means are weak, the kings are surrounded, and the ministers are different, there must be a turmoil in the Qi country. The DPRK and China intend to go south to deploy troops, and now is a good time.

She took this day out of her busy schedule to take care of the King of Han affairs. She originally wanted to rest a little, but she didn't want to add another trivial matter.

When using troops abroad, the more stable the middle school, the better. Princess Han is so abnormal, she must pay attention. The emperor pondered deeply, thinking about the marriage since the beginning, and summoning him today, trying to sort out his thoughts. It's a pity that she rarely even sees the King of Han on weekdays, let alone the Queen of Han.

May need to be called too often to inquire. The emperor thought to himself, and suddenly there was a soft touch between his eyebrows. Her thoughts were interrupted, she looked up, but saw the royal husband smiling.

Those eyes, like stars, warm like candles, looked at her wholeheartedly.

"Axiu." The emperor showed his face and called out softly. The emperor's fingertips rubbed between her brows, with a slight coolness. Somehow, all the clutter in my heart disappeared. The emperor smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and took the husband's hand to the palm of his hand.

With Ah Xiu there, no matter how difficult it is, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The emperor discussed with the royal husband for a long time, and even with the wisdom of the royal husband, he could not understand where the concubine of Han came from. Not long after, another prime minister asked to see him and presented the matter of sending envoys to Qi. In a troubled autumn, the matter of Princess Han was not a top priority and had to be put aside for the time being.

Han Wangfu seems to have become a paradise in Beijing.

Only His Royal Highness the King of Han seemed to have something new on his mind. He thought that she had received the emperor's forgiveness, and the bento could be as relaxed and comfortable as before. She didn't want to come back from the palace. Puppies sticking out their tongues after a moderate heat are generally listless.

With such no clue, the princess could not guess what happened to her, so she called her to ask. The King of Han's love for the princess deepened day by day, almost infatuation.

. Whether it is mid-spring with birds chirping and flowers fragrant outside the window, or autumn when the garden is full of golden colors, as soon as she looks up and looks at her, it is like the breeze blowing through the peach blossom forest, and the petals are flying all over the sky.

When the King of Han was low, as long as the princess looked at him like this, she would be happy again.

Now again.

The princess took her hand and asked, "Why is Your Highness so unhappy?"

Han Wang raised his head and looked at the princess's eyes softly, and she felt very happy. She couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, but thinking that the princess was fascinated by the portrait that day, she lowered again. , murmured in a low voice, "I didn't."

If you say no, you have it. The princess asked her to come beside her, and King Han moved over step by step, looking very confused. She wanted to stay beside the princess, but she was afraid that the princess would ask again.

Han Wang hadn't read the book for a few days, but when he took it, it was a new one. She didn't ask anyone to buy it in a bookstore. Han Wangdang eagerly opened it and looked at it.

When the princess saw her smile again because of her words, she knew that most of her worries were not a big deal, so she let her go.

The King of Han turned a few pages, and couldn't help but look at the princess, who was sewing a robe, which belonged to her. Since I mentioned it last time, there are always one or two pieces of clothes every season, which are sewn by the princess herself.

The robe is almost finished, only one corner is left. The King of Han couldn't even look away, and was eager to wear it. The princess turned her head to look at her, smiled, and didn't say anything, but the movements of her subordinates sped up a lot.

Han Wang put the words aside and waited intently.

After another two sticks of incense, the princess stabbed the last needle, the king of Han eyes lit up, he stood up happily, and stretched his arms to try it on.

Like a child stealing an elder's clothes, she looks more and more young and childish.

However, the toga fit perfectly.

Han Wang looked down and saw that a jade belt tied her waist to a slender waist. The black clothes made her already delicate skin even whiter.

The princess looked up and down for a while, took the sapphire blue bag, and hung it on the waist of the king of Han. This was given to her by the princess when the king of Han went to Taichang Mansion before they got married. It contained the peach branches that the princess had broken off from the main body, which could keep the king of Han safe. Han Wang did not forget to wear it every day.

The blue pouch, against the black background, actually matched, she reached out and touched the pouch, the corners of her lips curved, showing a happy look. It was only then that she realized that the clothes that the princess sewed by herself, no matter the color or style, always matched the dress very well.

She picked up the pouch involuntarily and looked at it. She had looked at the pouch many times, but this time she found something new. Although the stitches on the pouch are also fine, they are not as fine as those under the princess' needles, and it is obviously not from the princess's hand.

When she thought of giving this to her that day, the princess said that it was obtained from the mountain temple, probably the monks in the mountain temple bought it from the market at the foot of the mountain, or which female Danyue 's Busch.

"What's wrong?" asked the princess.

Han Wang hurriedly shook his head, then lowered his head to look again and again, and said with a smile: "It looks good."

Seeing that she really liked it, the princess smiled and did not ask her to change back to the old shirt, only let her wear it. The King of Han got new clothes, and he became more tired of being next to the princess and refused to leave. She is idle every day, and the affairs of the DPRK and China have nothing to do with her. As long as she can stay by the princess's side, she is very happy.

However, she had another thought in her heart.

In the drizzle pavilion that day, the royal husband painted with His Majesty, using affection as the brush, tacit understanding as the ink, and showing His Majesty's graceful appearance on the drawing paper.

She was too nervous that day, she didn't pay attention to how His Majesty looked, but she also looked at the royal husband and smiled. Your Majesty must be very happy.

In the world, couples are always lingering and sad. But she was always boring, not smart, and didn't know how to make the princess happy. The princess was fascinated by the painting that day, and she must also admire the harmony between His Majesty and the imperial husband Qinse.

The King of Han stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of the princess's clothes. The princess glanced at her, but she didn't let her go. She only touched the back of her neck and said warmly, "Your Highness is good."

The princess smiled and looked at the ledger in her hand again.

She has been busy with this for the past few days.

The King of Han was passed over, sat aside, looked at the princess for a long time, and suddenly made up her mind, she is indeed boring and not smart, but she can learn, diligence can make up for her clumsiness, she can also learn!

In the next few days, the princess found that Her Royal Highness often disappeared. I just thought that she was interested in something new, and she was enjoying herself, and knowing that she had not left the house, she could play by herself.

Although there are many and complicated matters concerning fiefdoms, firstly, as far as the princess is concerned, it is only mortal affairs. Besides, there are many Qingke servants available for dispatch in the palace, so it is not too much trouble.

In half a month, it's almost done. Thinking that the king of Han would go out early and return late every day for half a month, the princess went out of the study to look for her.

Although the mansion of the King of Han was large, the only places that the King of Han loved to visit were the waterside pavilion, the pavilion in the garden, the study, and a pavilion for viewing the snow in winter. Not much to go.

The princess did not call her servants to ask questions, nor did she release her divine sense to sweep it, she just walked leisurely along the path in the garden. The study is not there, the water pavilion is also empty, walk through the water pavilion, walk forward to the ground, and you will see the pavilion.

The princess approached slowly, and from a distance, she saw the king of Han standing on the stage and writing on the paper.

She was wearing the black robe she made with her that day, holding a paintbrush in her hand. It was the setting sun, and the sky was full of glowing colors, reflecting the warm golden light on the terrace, the west wind blowing, the corners of the robes moved lightly, and the emperor in the pavilion was elegant and graceful. The princess shook her head for a moment, and felt that the king of Han seemed to be a different person, and the whole body seemed to be surrounded by immortal energy.

Immortal energy all over the body disappeared.

The princess breathed a sigh of relief and stepped up the steps.

Han Wang heard the footsteps, turned his head to look over, saw the princess, and was immediately stunned. She looked at the princess, and then at the picture she had just painted, her face extremely depressed. The princess walked up to her and looked at her painting carefully.

Born in the court, he dabbled in both qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. A shape is drawn, but the charm is completely absent.

She wanted to practice painting skills before painting with the princess, but she didn't want to be discovered by the princess.

I wonder how the princess knew she was here. This pavilion only comes to watch the snow in winter. She specially dispatched the attendants and hid here to paint. She thought it was well hidden. Who knows, the princess still asked the princess to find it.

Han Wang held a paintbrush in his hand. Seeing that the princess was looking at her painting for a while, her face turned red, she lowered her head, and whispered, "I painted it at will."

The princess looked at it for a while, then asked with a smile, "How could your Highness think of painting?"

Han Wang's face turned even redder, but this time she was ashamed. She dared not look at the princess, and said softly, "I want to take a portrait for you." The princess was happy, but when she said this sentence at this time, for some reason, her heart seemed to be suddenly clear, and she said softly, "I want to draw a picture with you, you are so beautiful, I want to draw it, you and I will come in the future. When you are old, you can look at the portrait and remember your youth.”

That kind of beauty is not as good as yours."

She didn't know how to be lingering, but she didn't know that what she said casually was extremely lingering.

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Your Royal Highness the King of Han.