Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1397

Shi Yunqi and Wei Cailing also came. As soon as the couple sat down, they divided the work clearly and used oars to stick the scattered little people and tables and benches onto the big boat.

One is to glue, the other is to find the broken parts and design the position.

This is a test of patience and aesthetic taste. Obviously, this is not the first time the couple has done this job, and their skills are very skilled.

Finally, Tang Chujun put Emperor Mingde behind her and happily started doing handicrafts with her children.

It’s not that Tang Chujun really forgot Emperor Mingde, but he suddenly felt that he didn’t want to ask his daughter to solve everything.

Her daughter was finally able to put aside other important matters, stay at home like a girl, and live happily with her son-in-law. What's wrong with that?

Tang Chujun quietly walked out of the house, turned around to look at his loving son and daughter-in-law, and smiled with relief.

She looked at her daughter and son-in-law again.

But the daughter looked up and smiled, "Husband, I want to paint this person's skirt red, what do you think?"

The son-in-law looked down at her lovingly and said, "Just paint it if you want. Any color you paint will look good."

Perhaps because he saw that her hanging hair was stained with paint, he carefully combed and wiped it off with his hands.

Tang Chujun inexplicably recalled a painting that Emperor Mingde sent him on the day of his daughter's wedding. The painting had an inscription: In summer, kites fly in the blue clouds.

She looked up at the sky and saw a bird flying across the sky.

It seems that spring is coming.

Yes, spring is here, can Emperor Mingde still resist going to see Tang Chujun?

You know what, he can hold it in, he really can.

Since he revealed his feelings, Emperor Mingde seldom went to the Young Master's Mansion.

First, he was afraid of putting pressure on Tang Chujun, and second, he was worried that he would bring unnecessary disaster to Tang Chujun.

Of course, the most important point is the third one: He is busy.

Once an emperor like him decides to abdicate, he can't just give up and leave.

He wanted to put together the best, most complete and most united court, and would not feel at ease until he handed it over to the crown prince.

Emperor Mingde worked day and night for this, wishing he had eight hands to work with. Finally, one day, he lay down from exhaustion.

Cen Yuan came to the palace to visit him, "Can you take care of yourself? I don't want you to repeat the same mistakes and die early. Then my little girl and I will have worked in vain."

Only he dared to speak to a king like this.

Emperor Mingde shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I just didn't sleep well, so I caught a cold."

Cen Yuan said sternly, "I'm not afraid of you catching a cold, I'm afraid of your fate being determined by heaven. As the saying goes, if the King of Hell lets you die at three o'clock in the morning, you won't live to see five o'clock. You'd better wish yourself good luck. You don't care about your own health, and you make my mother-in-law fall in love with him. Then you two will both... cough!"

Emperor Mingde sat up in shock from his dying illness, "You! You, you, you! Stop talking nonsense!"

Cen Yuan snorted coldly, "You know whether I am talking nonsense or not. My mother-in-law also died young. You insisted on choosing someone with the same fate as me, and you don't take care of yourself. If something happens, don't say I didn't warn you."