The Princess Kicks Down the Protagonists

The next day, they continued their journey and passed a beautiful place where they dismounted to rest.

The emperor suggested that they walk around and everyone chatted as they walked, having a great time.

Jingyan took Qing'er's arm and followed the emperor. The suburbs were so beautiful. Not only was the scenery pleasant, but the air was also exceptionally good.

Taking a deep breath, he felt as if he had the same feeling as described in the cultivation texts, where one inhales spiritual energy and exhales foul air. It was very refreshing. Jingyan exhaled and inhaled forcefully, pretending that he was practicing.

This naturally caught the emperor's attention. He sniffed tentatively and asked in confusion, "What is Jingyan doing? Is there any smell?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's attention was successfully focused on Jing Yan. Several people took a sniff and found that there was no strange smell.

Jingyan paused, his face flushed.

After a long while, she said a little embarrassedly: "I just feel that the air here is especially fresh, and I want to breathe more."

Hearing this, everyone laughed. It had to be said that what the princess said made a lot of sense.

The emperor looked at the dark clouds in the distance and asked, "Yan'er, what do you think? Should we take a building without tiles or bricks, with water on the roof and people walking below?"

Without waiting for Jingyan to respond, Ziwei immediately spoke: "Master, you want that one, which spreads its wings when it goes out, folds its wings when it comes home, pats its head, and keeps crying, right?"

Jingyan was a little speechless. Ziwei really loved to show off. She would always come forward to talk even when she was following behind.

Never mind, she doesn’t like to write poetry. It’s best that Ziwei likes to express herself.

The emperor nodded and didn't say much. He now had complicated feelings towards Ziwei.

The emperor was suspicious by nature and had developed special feelings for Ziwei before, but because of Fu Erkang's secret talk with Ziwei, he also had some doubts in his heart. Now when he looked at Ziwei, he always felt that she was too eager, as if she had other purposes.

Seeing the emperor's indifferent attitude, Qing'er, fearing the atmosphere would cool down, smiled and added, "And that pavilion, it has no windows or doors, with pillars in the middle, and he can walk freely in all directions."

Jingyan smiled and applauded Qing'er. She was just a double standard. Qing'er, little baby, was so great. Qing'er said it very well.

Little Swallow didn't understand the riddle and was a little confused: "Master, why do you have to write poems while walking? Aren't you tired?"

Ji Xiaolan smiled and explained: "Master, you are not writing poetry, you are looking for something."

Little Swallow asked what it was.

The emperor said, "Yan'er, don't shrink behind Qing'er. You can't hide away, so say a few words."

Jingyan was pulled out from behind Qing'er by Yongheng with a resentful look on his face.

"Uncle, you're always asking people to write poems. I'm going to complain to Grandma when I get home."

The emperor laughed heartily: "I'll give you some time to think it over."

"A small flower, without a vine, will not bear fruit. It is not afraid of wind and rain, and can be held in the hand when it rains."

After holding it in for a long time, Jingyan finally managed to utter something weird, and the emperor finally laughed and spared her.

Little Swallow was still jumping up and down, asking what it was.

Yongheng and Fu Kangan had already brought the umbrella back, but it started raining as soon as they got the umbrella.

"Hurry, let's go to the pavilion over there to hide from the rain."

Fortunately, there were enough umbrellas, one was enough for two people. Fu Lingan quickly took an umbrella from Yongheng and held it over Jingyan and Qing'er's heads.

The emperor, who was still getting wet in the rain, said: "..." My good boy, when you ask for marriage, I will definitely make things difficult for you.

Jingyan still remembered his filial piety and would never let his elders get wet in the rain, so he reached out and wanted to hand the umbrella from Fu Lingan to the emperor.

But he was no match for Ziwei, who was quick-witted and had quickly grabbed a handful of it and placed it on the emperor's head.

Seeing Ziwei, a weak woman, holding an umbrella for him, even though she was just a palace maid, the emperor still showed his sympathy for women. He reached out to straighten the umbrella, and the two of them ran towards the pavilion holding the umbrella together.

Even when she ran to the pavilion, Ziwei kept shouting, "Master, I am a servant. How can I be expected to hold an umbrella for you? Look how wet you are. What if you catch a cold?"

Ziwei was so self-blaming that she almost cried, and the emperor felt a little headache for a moment.

I should have known not to support her.

Yongheng and Fu Kangan, who originally wanted to hold an umbrella for Qing'er to win her favor, could only watch Fu Ling'an escort the two girls into the pavilion.

The two poor people no longer had to fight over the umbrella, and they walked towards the pavilion together, looking miserable, holding an umbrella.

"No one should have gotten wet, right?"

Jingyan looked at herself and felt dry and clean, but she felt a little distressed because Fu Lingan had just been soaked in the rain in order to hold an umbrella for them.

She quietly moved to Fu Ling'an's side, took out her handkerchief and began to help Fu Ling'an wipe the rain off his face.

"Thank you for that. You're the fastest at opening an umbrella. That's amazing."

After receiving Jingyan's praise, Fu Lingan felt sweeter than eating honey, "Princess, just don't get wet."

As he spoke, Fu Lingan stretched his face towards Jing Yan again and said in a small, aggrieved voice, "There's still some water in it."

Looking at Fu Ling'an who suddenly became Fu Jiaojiao, Jing Yan chuckled and obediently used a handkerchief to wipe his face.

When she wanted to use a handkerchief to wipe his body, Fu Ling'an grabbed her wrist.

Jing Yan looked up in confusion, only to see Fu Ling'an pull out his handkerchief and said, "I don't need to wipe myself."

He is covered in rain, so he must not dirty the princess's handkerchief.

Jing Yan nodded blankly, and watched Fu Lingan stuff the handkerchief into his arms, as if something was wrong.

Isn't this her handkerchief?

Before Jingyan could think any more, the little swallow started chirping again.

"Benjamin, why are you staring blankly at your drawing board? What are you looking at?"

Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted by Xiaoyanzi's loud voice, Benjamin felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm waiting for a rainbow. It's raining heavily. We should be able to see a rainbow when the rain stops and the sky clears up."

Little Swallow didn't understand: "Oh, you painters are just weird."

The emperor laughed and said, "Little Swallow, you don't understand, but maybe we will really see a rainbow later."

Jingyan rarely sees rainbows, especially in the 21st century, when there are tall buildings everywhere. Even if there is a rainbow, it may be blocked. Jingyan was very excited to know that he could see a rainbow.

He immediately pulled Qing'er and Fu Ling'an in front of Benjamin.

"Benjamin, when the rainbow appears, will you draw it? It will be beautiful."

Seeing that Jingyan understood him, Benjamin smiled and said, "We can draw together."

Jing Yan waved his hand and said, "I'd better not show off my skills in front of a great painter like you. Just let us appreciate your painting after you finish it."

Sure enough, the rain stopped soon and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

Everyone was very excited, and Benjamin's eyes lit up. He picked up his drawing board and started to paint.

This kind of fleeting beauty is not easy for painters to encounter, but since he encountered it, Benjamin was determined to paint it.