The Self-cultivation of a Salted Fish Concubine

Eunuch Shi'an coughed twice and reminded carefully, "Master Xie usually doesn't send people to the front yard. Every time he comes, he must have some new ideas."

Shi'an glanced at the food box on the table and said, "I would like to guess that there might be something else inside."

King Jing raised his eyebrows and became interested.

"Open the lunch box and take a look."

Shian hurried forward and opened the insulated food box layer by layer.

When the fish soup was served, King Jing's face showed no expression.

When Shi'an picked up a small and exquisite green jade seal, the coldness on King Jing's face obviously eased a little.

He took the seal and said nonchalantly, "She used the same method twice. Does she really think I'm so easy to please?"

Shi'an stood aside, silent.

King Jing played with the seal for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Where is the girl who brought the soup?"

Shian immediately said, "Still waiting outside."

"Let her come in and answer the question."

Shian: “Yes!”

But I couldn't help muttering in my heart.

In fact, King Jing was quite easy to please with Concubine Xie.

After Dan Tao entered the study, Prince Jing asked, "Your master only asked for soup to be delivered, without leaving any message?"

Dan Tao thought about her master's words, which she would only speak when the prince asked. She just shook her head and said, "The master didn't leave any message."

King Jing frowned slightly and played with the seal in his hand. "Do you recognize this seal?"

Dan Tao pretended to be surprised and said, "This is the jade seal that the prince selected for the master from the storehouse some time ago."

"My master originally wanted to paint today, but after finding the seal, he got lazy and put it aside. I took people to look for it for a long time, but unexpectedly, it fell into the food box."

King Jing: "...your master lets you fool me like this?"

"The chapter is in the study, and it can be placed in the lunch box?"

Dan Tao answered honestly: "That's what the master said."

King Jing was now interested. "What is your master busy with?"

Dan Tao said with a stiff upper lip, "The master has just acquired some plum blossoms and is currently enjoying them."

"She enjoys appreciating plum blossoms and painting. She is quite relaxed when the prince is not around."

King Jing tucked the seal into his sleeve, stood up, and said, "Her handwriting is ugly, but I'm curious about her paintings."

"Shi'an, go to Chunshanyuan."

Dan Tao: “…”

I want to praise my master for being so great, but I don't know where to start.

Xie Run was actually not sure whether King Jing would come to Chunshan Courtyard.

After all, she wants to use some tricks, but it depends on whether others buy into it or not.

After sending Dan Tao to deliver the soup, she was so bored that she actually went into the study and set out paper and pen to prepare to paint.

Of course, she couldn't paint.

The original owner didn't have this skill, and she didn't have it either.

But it didn't prevent her from enjoying the atmosphere.

In the winter, the stove is burning with warm fragrance, and light shines through the windows covered with bright paper, so you can clearly see the clusters of blooming red plum blossoms outside the window.

The desk is large and thick, with a row of pens on it, the scent of ink smeared, and white paper spread out.

What a wonderful conception! You can tell it’s very sophisticated at first glance!

After having everything arranged, Xie Run sat on the recliner opposite the desk, holding a storybook and reading it slowly.

This was the scene King Jing saw when he arrived.

I don't know why, but I just can't help laughing.

"I heard Sui Sui wanted to paint, so I came here to see your skills. Why are you lying in a chair reading a book now?"

King Jing glanced at the desk and said, "The writing materials are ready. Are you waiting for me to come?"

Xie Run: "...Does Your Majesty want to hear the truth?"

King Jing was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "Speak."

"I just want myself and my unborn child to be nurtured by the fragrance of books."

After saying that, she raised her hand and pointed outwards, "Your Highness, don't you think that looking at the study from this angle gives it a very scholarly atmosphere?"

King Jing: "..."

King Jing was almost laughing with anger. "Your maid said you wanted to paint. I wondered what your paintings would look like since your handwriting is so ugly, so I came to see it."

Xie Run touched her belly in embarrassment, "Your Highness, I do know how to draw talismans. But it's really inconvenient with my belly sticking out."

King Jing: "Then what does it mean that you left the seal in the food box?"

Xie Run smiled widely, his peach blossom eyes were clearly black and white, and full of warmth.

Every time King Jing saw her smiling like this, his heart softened.

He had to admit that his favor for Xie was due to her knowledge and taste, but it was also inseparable from her youth and good looks.

The maids in the study had already left, leaving only Xie Run and King Jing.

She raised her hand, and her slender, green fingers grabbed King Jing's sleeve and pulled it gently.

It was ambiguous and restrained, as if tugging at King Jing's heart.

Xie Run raised his eyes, his gaze as clear as glass, "Your Highness, I feel like something is missing from my desk."

"what?"

"You." Xie Run smiled sweetly, "You pick up your brush to paint, and I, with my red sleeves, will add fragrance to your paintings. Then we can enjoy the winter snow and plum blossoms. Only then will we not waste this wonderful time."

"I left this chapter because I wanted to invite His Majesty to come and leave a painting behind."

She smiled sweetly and said, "Even if Your Majesty is no longer busy, I can still look at the painting and think of you."

After a pause, she approached King Jing and whispered, "Your Majesty, I miss you."

King Jing heard a lot of solicitations for favor, but no one dared to say sweet words to him.

King Jing was a normal man. The woman in front of him who was speaking softly and smiling was his favorite concubine. Being coaxed like this, he felt a warmth filling his whole body.

He snorted softly, but held Xie Run's hand with his big hand.

It feels soft and warm to the touch, as if it can warm your heart and lungs.

"Why don't you just say you miss me? Why do you have to be so mysterious?"

King Jing spoke harsh words, but in fact he was very careful as he led Xie Run to the desk.

Seeing that his attitude had softened, Xie Run's tone became a little more delicate.

"If Your Majesty is busy with official business, how dare I let the thoughts of some little girl interfere with your work?"

King Jing was at a loss for words, "So that's why you taught Dan Tao to say those things?"

Xie Run looked around but didn't look at King Jing, looking guilty.