The naive concubine is only interested in being a bad person. Your Majesty, please change your favor

"My lady, you have been looking out the window with your head propped up for a long time. What are you thinking about?"

Qianyue saw that Jiang Wange had been in a daze for a while and couldn't help but interrupt her meditation.

"I was thinking about what birthday gift to give to His Majesty. His Majesty has seen all kinds of expensive gifts. If I don't want to give you anything, I'd better give you something unique."

It would be so boring to give away ordinary rare treasures. If you don't take them seriously at all, Xiahou Xuan will have a reason to blame you for not taking him seriously.

"If Your Majesty can't think of what to give, why not make a gift yourself and give it to His Majesty? Like embroidering an engagement handkerchief for His Majesty?" Qianyue gave Jiang Wange some advice.

"He and I already have a child. Isn't it a little late to be in love now?"

"Your Highness is right. I am just giving you an idea. You don't have to embroider a handkerchief. Other things are fine."

Jiang Wange thought it made sense, but with her embroidery skills, would the things she embroidered be good enough? What if Xiahou Xuan disliked it and refused to use it?

She also has self-esteem. If she is disliked, she will really be angry with Xiahou Xuan!

But soon, Jiang Wange figured it out. If Xiahou Xuan really dared to despise her, she would take the gift back and ignore him for a month!

So, for the next period of time, Xiahou Xuan could always see needle holes on Jiang Wange's fingers.

When Xiahou Xuan asked about it, Jiang Wange said that she accidentally injured her finger while making shoes and socks for her unborn child.

As a result, Xiahou Xuan became very jealous:

"The clothes for the princes and princesses are naturally made by embroiderers, so why bother doing it yourself? I haven't even received any clothes you've made by hand, so why should my child get them before me?"

"Are you childish? He is your son too."

Jiang Wange was so angry that she laughed, and felt that Xiahou Xuan was more like an ancient version of an elementary school student.

Xiahou Xuan turned his back and ignored Jiang Wange.

Jiang Wange was too lazy to coax him. After all, this thing was prepared for Xiahou Xuan, and the child was just an excuse.

For several days in a row, Xiahou Xuan hinted to Jiang Wange to embroider something for him, anything would do, he wouldn't mind.

But Jiang Wange pretended not to understand his hint and deliberately went against him.

Until the day of Xiahou Xuan's birthday, after the morning court, Xiahou Xuan gave himself a day off, stopped reviewing memorials, and began to relax himself wholeheartedly.

After all, it was not a big birthday, so the birthday banquet was only held in Xianghe Palace, and the court officials had to present gifts.

Xiahou Xuan found the most interesting part to be receiving gifts. The court officials would always send him all kinds of strange gifts, but they were all piled up in his private vault, which he would keep for fun or to give as rewards to others.

However, this year, what Xiahou Xuan is most looking forward to is Jiang Wange's gift.

Until the birthday party in the evening, Jiang Wange showed no intention of giving him a gift, which made Xiahou Xuan a little anxious.

"Your Majesty, why are you in such a hurry? Wait until the birthday banquet is over and go back to Fengming Palace and I'll give it to you."

With Jiang Wange's words, Xiahou Xuan temporarily suppressed his excitement and waited for the birthday banquet to end and receive the gifts.

The gifts that the concubines gave to Xiahou Xuan were nothing more than some rare treasures, or a live singing and dancing, in an attempt to attract Xiahou Xuan's attention.

But apart from giving them some rewards at the end of their performance, Xiahou Xuan didn't give them more.

According to common sense, the Queen Mother did not need to give a gift on Xiahou Xuan's birthday, but the Queen Mother was not Xiahou Xuan's biological mother, so she still gave Xiahou Xuan something.

"This is a painting by a famous painter, A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains. I wish Your Majesty a happy birthday."

When Xiahou Xuan saw the gift, he was quite interested. He looked up at it for a few seconds and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Queen Mother. I will accept the painting you gave me."

Upon hearing this, Haidezi immediately stepped forward to collect the scroll and put it in His Majesty's private vault.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Xi hasn't sent you a gift yet. Did you forget?"

Zhengui had been paying attention to who had sent a gift and who had not, and in the end, only Xi Guipin had not sent a gift, so Zhengui seized the opportunity to ask.

As soon as Guihuiren said this, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Wange.

However, there was no way that Jiang Wange could present the gift she had prepared in front of so many people. She also had to save face and was aware of the limitations of her embroidery skills.

"It's hard for your Majesty to pay so much attention to me. But the gift I sent can only be seen by Your Majesty, so I will give it to Your Majesty privately after the birthday banquet."

Jiang Wange brought out the speech he had prepared long ago, leaving everyone speechless.

When Xiahou Xuan heard Jiang Wange's words, he became even more expectant and curious.

The Queen Mother could not help but glare at Jiang Wange, cursing her in her heart as a vixen who could not even present a gift in public and had to give it in private.

Only Your Majesty would fall for her tricks!

After finally waiting for the birthday banquet to end, Xiahou Xuan immediately took Jiang Wange back to Fengming Palace.

After returning to the house, Xiahou Xuan directly reached out to Jiang Wange for a gift:

"Where is my birthday gift? I've been waiting for it for a long time, take it out and show it to me!"

"I've told you in advance that you are not allowed to despise it. If you despise it, I will never give you anything again."

Jiang Wange couldn't help but remind Xiahou Xuan, and Xiahou Xuan nodded quickly:

"Don't worry, as long as it's a gift from you, I will treasure it and will never despise it at all!"

With Xiahou Xuan's promise, Jiang Wange gained a little more confidence, and then took out the gift that he had prepared long ago from his arms.

"Look, this purse took me half a month to embroider. My embroidery skills are not good and the pattern is ugly, but I said you won't dislike it..."

Jiang Wange handed the purse over. When Xiahou Xuan saw it, he was stunned at first, then he put the purse in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully with joy.

"How beautiful! Is the pattern on it a mandarin duck?"

"Can you tell that they are mandarin ducks? Qianyue said that I am two ducks..."

"Of course, it's easy to recognize. My Wanwan is very kind and clever. The purse she embroidered is better than the embroiderers in the palace who have been embroidering for more than ten years!"

Xiahou Xuan praised excitedly and couldn't let go of the purse she gave him.

He immediately hung it around his waist and asked her like a peacock spreading its tail:

"Does it look good?"

"Yeah, it's OK..."

Jiang Wange felt so unworthy of Xiahou Xuan's praise that her face turned red.

Her embroidery skills were not worthy of his description of her as "graceful and elegant" or "skillful and deft".

"I will wear it every day from now on, and I will not take it off except when sleeping or bathing."

"It's up to you. Wear whatever you want..."

Although Jiang Wange said this, when she heard Xiahou Xuan say that he would wear it every day, she couldn't help but smile.