pet queen [rebirth]

The Empress Dowager's birthday banquet that day ended with Emperor Xuan Cheng's furious rage.

The prince didn't find someone to write it for him this time. He wanted to exchange the scribbled poems with others casually, and hand-copied a signed copy before submitting it, but Xiao Qian intercepted it halfway.

On the carriage back to the palace, Su Mingmo thought over and over again, but still seriously said to Xiao Qian: "My lord, don't trust others so easily in the future."

Xiao Qian was recalling what happened at today's birthday banquet, when he heard what he said, he opened his eyes.

"Oh?" Xiao Qian looked at Su Mingmo with a half-smile, "Why did Ziyu say that?"

"Sixian and Siqing are people you trust, so you can't be sent by other people at will. If they are used for other purposes..."

Especially Siqing.

If he is really a weapon by Xiao Qian's side, he should be properly hidden.

"How could this king use it for other purposes?" Xiao Qian smiled lightly, "The phrase 'you can trust them', this king has only said it to you, Ziyu. Don't worry, Ziyu, apart from you, this king will not say this. Will mention it to the second person."

Su Mingmo stared at him blankly, and after a while, he turned his face away again.

On the second day, Xiao Qian was called into the palace again by Emperor Xuancheng.

In order not to spoil the Empress Dowager's elegance, Emperor Xuancheng did not investigate what happened at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet yesterday, but today he wanted to ask them one by one.

"Qian'er," Emperor Xuan Cheng sat on the throne of the Mingxin Hall, looked at Xiao Qian and said, "The crown prince came just now, and he said that you did what happened at the birthday banquet yesterday, do you have anything to say?"

Xiao Qian couldn't help laughing: "Father, what does the emperor mean, that the minister framed the prince?"

Emperor Xuancheng was silent for a while, and said: "I don't mean that, I just want to find out about this matter."

Xiao Qian said generously: "Yes, it was my minister's doing."

Emperor Xuancheng changed his face: "You!"

"Why didn't the father ask the son why he did this?" Xiao Qian smiled lightly, "I think the father should recognize the characters of the eldest brother, right?"

When he heard Xiao Qian call the crown prince "Big Brother", Emperor Xuan Cheng was taken aback.

Xiao Qian took out an envelope from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

Emperor Xuancheng winked at Li Youde.

Li Youde understood, took the envelope from Xiao Qian's hand and handed it to Emperor Xuan Cheng.

Emperor Xuancheng opened it, but saw that there was a birthday poem written on it: "My heart is like a bright mirror stand, and I will be devout to Bodhi... this..."

"Yes," Xiao Qian raised his head and said, "Does your father find this birthday poem familiar?"

Emperor Xuancheng recalled it calmly.

"It was made by Concubine Ning, but the inscription is in the name of the crown prince. Father, don't you understand?"

The prince's characters were naturally recognized by Emperor Xuancheng. The words and sentences on the paper were naturally written by the prince, but the poems are not like the one the prince could write.

Emperor Xuancheng said to Li Youde again: "Li Youde, go and get the birthday poems written by some juniors at yesterday's birthday banquet."

Li Youde went to pick it up by himself, and even picked out the one written by Su Mingmo and presented it.

The two pieces of paper were placed in front of Emperor Xuancheng, with the same poems and different inscriptions.

"Father," Xiao Qian said sincerely, "Although Concubine Ning is a member of the inner courtyard of my palace, he wished the Queen Mother a devout birthday, but he couldn't chill his heart, so I took the crown prince's share halfway. stand up."

Emperor Xuancheng folded the two pieces of paper one by one and put them in the envelope: "I remember, I told you yesterday that you must appreciate my 'good intentions'."

Xiao Qian lowered his head slightly: "I naturally understand, my father wants my son to help my elder brother wholeheartedly."

Emperor Xuancheng rubbed his brows: "Since you are so sensible, father is naturally happy, get up."

Xiao Qian stood up.

"That's all for now. Father will not hold you accountable, but I hope you will remember what you said today."

Xiao Qian saluted and retreated from Mingxin Hall.

After Xiao Qian left, it was said that Emperor Xuancheng lost his temper again and recalled the prince back to Mingxin Palace to give him a good reprimand.

After returning from Mingxin Palace, Xiao Qian passed by the pastry shop on Chang'an Avenue, and brought Su Mingmo his favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Back in the palace, Xiao Qian saw Su Mingmo sitting at the table in the bedroom, writing and drawing.

Jia Yi was dozing off at the door of Su Mingmo's bedroom, when he saw Xiao Qian approaching, he knelt down and wanted to salute: "Wang..."

"Hush!" Xiao Qian put his index finger to his mouth, signaling him to keep quiet, and walked in quietly.

Su Mingmo was so focused on drawing that he didn't notice Xiao Qian coming over.

It wasn't until the sun cast Xiao Qian's shadow on the paper in front of him that Su Mingmo came back to his senses. With a flick of his hand, a good painting was almost crooked.

"My lord?!" Su Mingmo was taken aback by him, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to salute, but realized that Xiao Qian couldn't see the painting at hand, so he was in a hurry.

"What is Ziyu painting?" Xiao Qian looked at him with a slight smile.

"My lord, I...I..." Su Mingmo couldn't cover it up enough to reveal half of the painting.

"Fengshen is handsome, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes," Xiao Qian casually glanced at the painting, "Isn't Ziyu painting me?"

Su Mingmo's face flushed instantly, and he quickly knelt down: "My lord, forgive me..."

"Why would this king blame you?"

Xiao Qian bent down, helped him up, and turned his head to look at the painting again: "It turns out that in Zi Yu's eyes, this king is actually like this."

Su Mingmo blushed and said: "The prince is handsome, Ziyu just painted it truthfully..."

"True?" Xiao Qian turned his head and asked Su Mingmo, "Can I show it to you?"

Su Mingmo hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Xiao Qian picked up the painting just now: "This dress doesn't look like what this king has worn recently. When did it happen?"

Su Ming murmured again and again before confessing to Xiao Qian: "Yes...it was my aunt's birthday last year, and Ziyu went to the street to buy a birthday gift for my aunt. At that time, the palace had just been built, and the prince came out to see..."

"At that time, the king hadn't been conferred the title of King Ning?"

Su Mingmo nodded.

Xiao Qian thought about it carefully, and he didn't quite remember what happened at that time.

He looked down at the painting in his hand, and asked Su Mingmo, "Why did you draw me?"

Su Ming's roots were red.

He didn't know, so he just painted when he wanted to. When he came back to his senses, the painting was nearly half completed.

Su Mingmo must have been deeply impressed by Xiao Qian from then on.

Xiao Qian never thought that Su Mingmo would be deeply attached to him at this time. He even hoped that Su Mingmo would be indifferent to him in this life, and not be so stupid, and take the initiative to rush forward when he is in danger.

He thought that he should protect Su Mingmo in this life.

But this painting is reminding Xiao Qian that Su Mingmo is a living person, he has his own thoughts and thoughts, whether he will live in the last life, even under such circumstances that Xiao Qian doesn't know, he is bit by bit Have feelings for yourself?

Xiao Qian put down the painting and said to Su Mingmo, "Is Zi Yu hungry?"

Su Mingmo shook his head, it was just past noon, and lunch had just been eaten.

"I'm hungry, can I have something to eat with me?"

Xiao Qian asks Sixian to bring over the sweet-scented osmanthus cake they bought on the street just now.

Because this is Su Mingmo's favorite food, he couldn't help but taste a piece.

Anyway, there was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Xiao Qian sat in Su Mingmo's room and asked Su Mingmo to draw the picture against himself.

"Since they are all in person, why not draw while watching, wouldn't it be more reference?"

Su Mingmo blushed, and finished the painting with difficulty under Xiao Qian's "force".

Xiao Qian liked it so much that he asked Sixian to frame it for him and hang it in his bedroom.

The reason is that Su Mingmo must never be allowed to hide it secretly.