MTL - After the Divorce, I Was Spoiled By the Prince-Chapter 1489 like three autumns
"King An, eat slowly, I'm going to take a lunch break." Qin Zhao was too lazy to waste time on Xiao Yi, and glanced at Baohong from the corner of his eye.
Baohong understood and followed out silently.
As soon as Qin Zhao left, Xiao Yi was left alone at the dining table. He suddenly punched the table hard, making a harsh sound.
On the other side, Qin Zhaocai entered the inner room, and Baohong sent the letter from Xiao Ce to Qin Zhao.
Qin Zhao couldn't wait to open the first letter, and what she saw was Xiao Ce's profuse handwriting. Her eyes were red and her vision became blurred: "Qingqing, my wife, seeing the words is like enlightenment. Everything is fine when my husband is away. It will take time for the war to start. I didn’t know the meaning of ‘one day is like three autumns’ before, but this time I leave the palace, my husband has a deep understanding..."
The first letter was a bit sloppy, just a few simple words, but I also knew that Xiao Ce wrote the letter home when he took time off.
The second letter wrote about some scenery of the border. Xiao Ce said that he would take her around in the future, including the place where he is now.
In the third and fourth letters, Xiao Ce wrote a full page, describing his thoughts in detail without hesitation.
The last two letters are scribbled, saying that the war is getting tighter and tighter, and I may not be able to write to her for a while.
Qin Zhaozai read it carefully, and found that Xiao Ce had not received the letter she sent, because there was no mention of the letterhead.
Would it be like the letter he sent, got stuck at a certain station, and could not be delivered to Xiao Ce in time?
Qin Zhao read and read these dozens of letters over and over again, still reluctant to fall asleep.
"Your Majesty has been watching for an hour, don't you plan to take a lunch break today?" Baozhu joked.
Qin Zhao's eyes were a little dry: "I just miss him too much..."
Although she is comfortable dealing with Xiao Yi, in the dead of night, she is still afraid that Xiao Ce will follow the old path of the previous life.
Finally received a letter from Xiao Ce reporting her safety today, which relieved the heavy weight in her heart.
"The emperor is well, the empress should not worry too much, the emperor's heir in her womb should be the most important thing." Baozhu softly comforted her.
Qin Zhao put the letter under the pillow, planning to sleep for a while.
After falling asleep, Qin Zhao dreamed of Xiao Ce for the first time. Xiao Ce rode on a white horse and swung his sword to fight on the battlefield. The sound of fighting was loud all around him, and all his movements seemed to be slowed down.
As if sensing her presence, Xiao Ce looked back at her, and called her "Zhao Zhao"...
Qin Zhao woke up at this time, she still remembered Xiao Ce's tenderness when he called her, even after waking up, her heart was still beating incredibly fast.
Qin Zhao originally wanted to reply to Xiao Ce's letter after waking up, but she changed her mind when she remembered Xiao Ce's last letter saying that the war was tight and his letters would stop for a while.
Xiao Ce is currently on the battlefield, she should not be too clingy to him, let alone distract him.
He was reborn in this life, and with the comparison of his previous life, he had the upper hand. She just waited obediently in the palace for him to return safely.
During dinner, Qin Zhao suddenly came up with an idea: "Since you have more time during the confinement period, why don't you come and learn painting?"
All the attendants heard the words and looked at Qin Zhao together: …
Qin Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly, and hooked his fingers towards the orb: "What's your expression?"
Baozhu laughed dryly, this is really a proposition.
You must know that the empress of their family has two major shortcomings. One is that she is not good at being a female celebrity, and the other is that she is not good at painting.
Oh, the sand painting of the former master and empress was a coincidence, and it was also because of the word "clever".
As for drawing, I really don't have much talent.
"Your Majesty, you can do whatever you want, and this servant will support you unconditionally!" Baozhu actually wanted to ask her master why she suddenly wanted to paint again.
"Baby vase, what do you think?" Qin Zhao picked another person to ask.
Bao Ping is an honest person, after the initial astonishment, he replied to the master: "The pictures drawn by the empress are not very good-"
Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Linzi kicked her.
Seeing the details of their interaction, Qin Zhao coughed twice and said, "I just remembered that the emperor painted my palace so beautifully, and I also want to draw a picture for the emperor. If the emperor sees this painting after returning to the palace, I can't tell how happy I am."
All the attendants were silent, but no one dared to tell the truth.
Qin Zhao just pretended not to see the strange expressions of everyone, and decided to study hard from tonight.
For this reason, she specially invited Ruxi into the palace, and let Ruxi, a talented woman, teach her in person.
Ruxi also experienced Qin Zhao's "painting skills", and was horrified when she heard it, but after all, she is a person who has seen the world, and soon returned to normal.
She earnestly taught Qin Zhao how to draw, but after less than half an hour of learning, Qin Zhao was crying tired, yawning, and the corners of his eyes were red.
"Your Majesty, why don't you learn it tomorrow? Let's rest early today, so as not to tire your Majesty and Your Highness." Baozhu felt sorry for her master, and stepped forward to persuade her.
Qin Zhao subconsciously looked at the teacher Ruxi: "Wouldn't it be good for me to do this?"
Inviting people into the palace at night, she could not study for half an hour.
Baozhu looked at Ruxi eagerly, Ruxi was as good as he was, and lied without batting an eyelid: "Your Majesty's progress is already very good, what matters is the health of your phoenix body."
Qin Zhao was a little guilty, but when she saw the doting eyes of everyone looking at her, she suddenly realized.
No way, what she got in this life is probably a cannon fodder and a favorite script.
Qin Zhao went to bed early that night, and spent a lot of time thinking about it. She knew that drawing was her shortcoming, and she didn't want to become a master at drawing.
She suddenly wanted to learn to draw, just because she wanted to draw a picture of portraits for Xiao Ce.
She woke up early the next morning, called Qiu Shui to her and asked, "Is there a portrait of the emperor in the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"
"There is a portrait, the empress wants to see the portrait of the emperor?" Qiu Shui asked.
"If you want it, you can get it and let me watch it." Qin Zhao waved his hand.
She felt that she really didn't have the talent for painting. If she didn't copy a painting, she would treat it as her own painting, which would save time and effort.
Qiu Shui quickly brought the portrait over, and Qin Zhao was about to unfold it for a closer look when he heard Xiao Yi's footsteps getting closer.
She lowered her face, glanced at the portrait briefly, and put it away as quickly as possible.
When Xiao Yi came over, he saw that Qin Zhao was eating breakfast in high spirits, and couldn't hide his surprise: "Sister-in-law Huang got up so early today?"
Qin Zhao's expression was cold, he didn't even look at Xiao Yi, thinking that it would be great if Xiao Ce could come back sooner, so that she could get rid of Xiao Yi's entanglement as soon as possible.
Seeing Qin Zhao ignoring him, Xiao Yi was not angry, and sat down beside Qin Zhao.
He just started to eat, Qin Zhao put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked away without looking back.
Xiao Yi was speechless for a while, should he continue to eat this breakfast?
Qin Zhao actually just started eating, but he couldn't wait to see Xiao Ce's portrait, and didn't want Xiao Yi to see it, so he did it.
