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

Chapter 2103

Hong Que concealed her thoughts and stopped looking at the people playing in the distance. She became busy, arranging all matters in an orderly manner.

In fact, since Shi Anxia returned to Beijing and entrusted the children to Bei Hui's care, almost all the housework was handed over to Hong Que and Nan Yan.

Bei Hui rarely intervened.

Today, Hong Que does have the ability to stand on its own.

On the stone beach, there were several pearwood desks facing the water. On the desks were written pens, inkstones, paper, and sheepskin lanterns.

"Do you teach your daughter to write?" Cen Yuan asked.

"You teach, and I'll serve you writing materials." Shi Anxia picked up the pine soot ink block and ground it slowly on the Duan inkstone.

The pearl tassels hanging from the golden phoenix hairpin trembled slightly with her movements, casting tiny shadows on the rice paper, just like stars falling into a pool of ink.

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

This is the time that Shi Anxia has been looking forward to.

Er Er and San San stood on a low stool and were just able to reach the desk.

Cen Yuan half bent over, holding Er'er's tender little hand and writing "peace" on the red paper stroke by stroke. Then she held Sansan's little hand and wrote "joy" on the red paper.

The child's wrist was as soft as a newly sprouted willow branch, but he was very patient and allowed the childish handwriting to crawl all over the paper.

Ye Baoer put his paws on the table, looked around, and called out occasionally.

"You need to pause here." Cen Yuan taught very seriously, and his fingertips touched the last hook of the word "乐". Er Er tilted his little face up and giggled, with ink rubbing against the tip of his nose, like a little cat.

Wei Pingting saw it and remembered the cat whiskers she had drawn on Zhutoujiu one night when he was drunk.

She waved over there, and when the person came closer, she smiled and asked, "Zhutoujiu, do you think Erer looks like a kitten?"

Zhutoujiu didn't answer, just stared at Cen Yuan.

After Wei Pingting asked, she found that Zhutoujiu's eyes were red, and she could see the clues even in the swaying of the lantern.

That look... was so seductive, as if he wanted to eat Cen Yuan in one bite.

Which of these guys in the capital is not like this tonight?

Wen Xuandi said to Wei Pingting in a good-tempered manner, "I'll give you a chance to draw it again."

"Huh? Really?" Wei Pingting dipped the ink in high spirits, ready to start, "I'll make it look better for you, don't move."

"Yeah." Pighead Nine was obedient.

Wei Pingting knew that Zhu Tou Jiu just wanted to stay with Cen Yuan for a little longer. He had been lingering for a long time, but was afraid to get close to Tang Xinghe because of his loud cries.

These young men all have their own thoughts, but they all have the same goal, which is to stay by the side of Yu Di.

Wei Pingting suddenly discovered a problem. Sister Xiaer seemed to have this trait as well, always attracting people to get around her.

She herself was like this. Ever since she first met Shi Anxia when she was six years old, she had been trying every possible way to get to the Marquis' Mansion.

But the family status of the Marquis' Mansion was too high for her. However, the high walls and family status could not stop her determination to get close to An Xia.

Later, when she grew up, she realized the significance of Shi Anxia's first visit to the Wei family.

If it weren't for Shi Anxia, her sister would not have had a happy ending. She knew how damaging gossip could be to a woman's reputation.

Shi Anxia is the benefactor of their Wei family.

She studied hard so that she would have an excuse to go in and out of the mansion to ask Shi Anxia for advice.