Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Tao Yao looked closely and saw that the thin yellow leaf was trembling in the breeze. It was indeed a butterfly that looked like a burnt leaf, shivering in the cold wind.

It was the end of winter at that time. The winter in the north was very long, and the spring season with warm weather and blooming flowers was still a long way off.

Butterflies, fearing cold and liking warmth, often cocoon themselves in the early autumn, before winter arrives, only to emerge in the spring when the river warms. Furthermore, their lifespan is short, ranging from three days to a month, so most cannot survive the long, cold winter.

Therefore, it is very rare for this dead leaf butterfly, which can't wait for winter to end and comes out to look for spring, to appear here and now.

Chu Huanjun smiled and said, "Your sachet must be so fragrant that it attracted it here."

As he said this, he let go and tried to set the poor little guy free, but Tao Yao quickly snatched it back.

Tao Yao clasped her palms together and carefully picked up the dead leaf butterfly, with light and shadow flowing in her eyes.

Chu Huanjun noticed the expression on her face and asked, "Why? Do you want to keep it?"

Tao Yao nodded, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and murmured, "It's so cold. If I let it wander outside alone, I don't know if it will survive until spring."

Chu Huanjun thought for a moment and said calmly, "I'm afraid I won't even survive tomorrow."

Tao Yao clenched her palms, fearing that the strong wind would blow the dead leaf butterfly away, and said seriously, "I want to keep it for a few days."

Chu Huanjun sensed her inquiring gaze and knew that she was asking for his opinion.

Tao Yao felt that she was now living under someone else's roof. No matter what she did, she had to ask the head of the household for his opinion. This was common sense.

For some reason, Chu Huanjun felt very unhappy because of Tao Yao's cautious, polite and distant attitude.

He was very upset, but he couldn't get angry at Tao Yao. Putting aside the fact that she was a patient, even if he treated her with care and consideration, if she always responded with politeness and distance, there was nothing wrong with that.

If there was any fault, it was Chu Huanjun's fault.

It was his wishful thinking, he acted on his own initiative, and he didn't know what was good for him.

So, Chu Huanjun told Tao Yao coldly: "No. I don't like bugs and moths in the house. It's too dirty."

This is his home, he has the final say in everything.

There are not many times when Chu Huanjun can open his heart, because he always reminds himself to be a heartless person.

Don't always sympathize with people or things weaker than yourself, and don't be afraid of strong enemies because of your own weakness.

Only by truly doing this can you prevent others from easily finding fault with you and eliminate your weaknesses.

But whenever he faced Tao Yao, he always accidentally opened the small window in his heart a little more, revealing a little faint light, even if that little light was so small that it would be drowned by the darkness in an instant.

Sooner or later she will be able to feel the passion in his heart, and he is willing to wait.

Chu Huanjun likes to plan ahead and strategize. He never bothers to waste energy on things he is not sure of.

Even though Tao Yao's every appearance in his life was unplanned, he was confident that he could pull her over and make her appear in his planned future.

Tao Yao looked at the dead leaf butterfly trembling in her palm with pity and whispered, "Okay."

She did not pray again. Tao Yao was also a person who knew how to adapt to the changing times. No matter how pitiful and difficult the fate of the dead leaf butterfly was, it was not her responsibility. She knew that the scope of her kindness and enthusiasm was limited.

So she found a sheltered branch on the wisteria trellis and placed the dead leaf butterfly there. She also took the initiative to pick a peach blossom and placed it next to it as a companion, as if to let it see spring too.

Half the morning passed, and Chu Huanjun didn't go anywhere else. Tao Yao was making sachets, so he moved a recliner over to take a nap next to her.

Huai Ling found an excuse to slip away, saying that she was going to study facial ointment with An An.

Tao Yao didn't know that Chu Huanjun secretly stuffed a palm-sized ingot of silver into Huai Ling's hand and told her to get out of here.

It had been a long time since Tao Yao had immersed herself in something she loved so wholeheartedly as today, so she made nearly thirty sachets in one go, enough to give one to everyone in Prince Yi's Mansion.

She neatly stacked the various sachets in a bamboo basket, each one looking exquisite and beautiful. She didn't know if others were happy to receive them, but she herself was extremely satisfied.

Tao Yao stretched and turned around to find Chu Huanjun still sleeping soundly. Not wanting to disturb him, she held the sachet basket securely in her arms and pushed the wheel herself to go back to the house to rest.

The strange thing is that this ancient wheelchair is not silent. When the wheels turn, it wakes Chu Huanjun up.

He looked over sleepily and asked, "Is the sachet finished?"

Tao Yao nodded and replied, "I'm done. I'm just about to go back to my room to rest. By the way, do you want to go back to your room and sleep? It's going to be hot at noon..."

Tao Yao was just trying to find an excuse to slip away, but suddenly she felt her feet stop and the wheels wouldn't turn. She turned around and saw Chu Huanjun standing behind her. He was holding the push rod behind the chair with both hands, preventing her from moving forward or backward.

Chu Huanjun put his arms around her shoulders and bent down to look at the sachets in her arms.

"Oh, you've done so much." He carefully scanned every sachet in the basket and asked Tao Yao teasingly, "Which one is mine?"

Tao Yao answered quickly: "Take whichever one you want."

After saying this, she sincerely picked up the bamboo basket with both hands and held it high in front of him.

Chu Huanjun said calmly, "These sachets all look the same... Shi Taoyao, don't you have any self-awareness at all? Can the sachets you give me be the same as the ones you give to the servants? I naturally want the most special one."

After saying that, Chu Huanjun began to pretend to pick, his fingers rummaging through the pile of sachets, flipping here, looking there, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly.

"Oh, this one won't do. The colors are too bright, not suitable for men. This one won't do either. Are they filled with cabbage stalks from the fields? It smells like poor people, and using it will make me look down. This one, well, doesn't do either..."

Tao Yao could no longer bear it. She put the bamboo basket into her sleeve and said angrily, "My level of sachet making is only so good. If Your Majesty doesn't like it, then forget it. I'll keep the extra one for myself."

"No, no, no, I think this is good."

Chu Huanjun changed his mind in an instant and picked out the most stuffed one from the basket, which was embroidered with a pair of fat ducks.

"Ah... what a pair of plump ducks. Looks like I'm hungry. Let's have roasted fat duck for lunch today."

As Chu Huanjun spoke, he looked at the sachet left and right, nodded with satisfaction, and finally hung it around his waist as if it were a treasure.

Tao Yao raised her arms in displeasure and shouted, "What do you mean by 'fat duck'?! This is a mandarin duck! Mandarin duck!!"

"Who cares about ducks, geese, and mandarin ducks? I'm so hungry. Let's go eat first."

Before Tao Yao could react, Chu Huanjun pushed her wheelchair away.