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

Chapter 2181

After the banquet, everyone moved to the Rainbow Flower Garden. Iron Horse City was windy and dusty, and the sun was scorching, making it a perfect time to plant rainbow flowers.

The more scorching the sun, the more luxuriant the nephrite grows. It can block the wind and sand, and also provide shade.

Yu Sujun cleverly arranged the pavilion with clusters of colorful flowers, creating curtains of flowers. The petals cascaded like clouds, stirring up waves of crimson when the wind blew, and the subtle fragrance lingering in the air was even more elegant than a pearl curtain or jade veil.

Tang Chujun was jealous, "Your Nishang Garden is so beautiful."

Yu Sujun modestly said, "It's all because of Madam Gu's flowers."

Madam Gu smiled and shook her head. "The flowers are the same, but yours are so much more elegant. Just looking at the picture you drew makes me envious."

Tang Chujun said casually, "Yes, there are also rainbow flowers in the palace, but the ones the gardeners make always seem like they're missing something."

Cen Yuan laughed, "Father, Queen Mother is complaining that your palace is too cold and lacks human touch."

Xiao Yunde: "......"

You're just talking nonsense and you're still trying to trick me!

He waved his hand and said, "Change!"

Tang Chujun was amused by his son-in-law's words. He felt proud that his son-in-law was on his side. "This flower is the same as cats and dogs. You have to get close to it first. Only then can it bloom enthusiastically and spiritually."

Cen Yuan has a strong ability to interpret things, and she also has a good understanding of Xiao Yunde. "The Queen Mother is hinting to you that you have to plant the flowers and grass yourself, and not leave it all to the gardener, otherwise it will not suit her wishes. Queen Mother, is that right?"

Tang Chujun covered his mouth and laughed, "Yuan'er said it is."

Eunuch Qi smiled, his eyes moistening a little. This familiar scene, I haven't seen it in so many years.

Xiao Yunde agreed and rolled up his sleeves, "Let's plant some flowers. I'll plant some flowers myself when I get home tonight." He turned to Su Jun and said, "Why don't you draw some flower sketches for me, Madam Shi?"

Yu Sujun's eyes lit up, and she asked sincerely, "Did the emperor give me money?"

Everyone laughed.

Xiao Yunde was stunned. Oh, how dare his people ask him for money? "Okay, okay, I'll give you enough money."

This is a wealthy man!

Yu Sujun nodded seriously, as if she was about to eat a fat man in one bite. "Okay, one tael per plain draft, ten taels per colored draft. No bargaining."

Tang Chujun couldn't help but say angrily, "Sujun, you are stealing the silver! It's so expensive!"

"I'm working very hard, okay?" Yu Sujun twisted her elbow and blinked. "Hey, Sister Chujun is married now. She really cares about her family. What's wrong with letting me earn some money for the emperor?"

Everyone laughed.

Qin Fangfei said, "You two are truly the best in the world. No one else can get a word in."

"Of course." Tang Chujun looked at the dreamlike Nishang Garden and said sincerely, "Sujun has been proficient in this art since she was young. Every plant and tree she manipulates seems to come alive in poetry or painting."

This is to praise Yu Sujun for her understanding of life, and also to say that whoever marries Yu Sujun will be blessed.

Everyone praised: "Master Shi is really lucky."

Shi Chengyi was as gentle and graceful as ever, "Yes, I am truly lucky to have such a wife."

He looked at his wife with a smile, noticing fine lines forming around her eyes and a less fair complexion. But these traces of time, carved out by time, resembled the natural lines on the petals of a rainbow flower, each a trace of the charm bestowed by time.

The fine lines at the corners of his eyes are engraved with the careless words he said in his youth and hide the mistakes he made impulsively.

Every wrinkle on her face was his confession over the years, smoothed out again and again by his gentle gaze during the relatively silent years.