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Chapter 1242 - 1153: Pan’er’s Wishes

Chapter 1242: Chapter 1153: Pan’er’s Wishes

"His Majesty wants to come for lunch, and Pan’er could not ask for more. Should Pan’er personally cook, and prepare a whole roast lamb for His Majesty?"

Her mood was so good, it made her words delightful too.

Su Pan’er playfully blinked an eye, which made Qin Yi especially happy.

"Whole roast lamb? By the time you’ve made it, would there be any left for your husband? Don’t let that rascal pig snatch it all away. Forget it, your husband can’t bear to see you work so hard."

Qin Yi joked as he reached out and playfully pinched her nose.

Su Pan’er quickly dodged and forcefully slapped his hand away.

"You only remember I’m working hard today? What were you doing before?"

With her pregnant belly, she walked over to the desk: "Speaking of which, I haven’t seen that rascal pig for several days now, do you know where it went?"

She sat down at the desk and began to tidy up the painting she had been scribbling on earlier.

"Don’t mention it, I haven’t seen it for a few days either. But Yesterday, I saw the dog."

Qin Yi sat down beside her and after thinking for a moment, suddenly thought of something: "Hey, right, didn’t I mention a few days ago that I wanted to take a trip back to Deicide Mountain? At that time, it was lying next to you. Do you think it could have run back there?"

"This... could it?"

Su Pan’er was surprised, contemplating the possibility within her heart.

"Why not? With that rascal pig’s temperament, it’s very likely."

Qin Yi couldn’t help but think of all the troubles that rascal pig had caused before; the more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed. He casually took the unfinished painting from Su Pan’er’s hands.

The painting depicted a scene of ancient football. There was the family, with him in a dragon robe, watching a palace-dressed woman clapping her hands with a smile. The queen was clapping and a ball had fallen not too far away. Behind stood two palace maids holding up a canopy, while on the other side, two other maids held infants in swaddling clothes. In addition, there were two young children chasing after the ball, looking very happy.

"These two children, are they Little Yanyan and Little Sugar Bean? Look at this hairstyle, it’s just like the one Yan Yan likes. These two infants, are they the ones in your belly?"

Qin Yi pointed at the characters on the painting, growing happier as he looked.

"Indeed, I was drawing her... It’s just that this painting isn’t finished yet."

Su Pan’er said somewhat shyly.

The scene on the painting did not truly exist but did exist in her dreams.

On the painting, she had drawn both children; wasn’t this her innermost real wish?

"You’ve painted this really well."

Qin Yi looked at her with eyes full of admiration, making her cheeks flush with a surge of warmth: "The unfinished part... is it missing a poem, right here?"

He pointed to the blank space in the painting.

"Indeed, I had no idea what to write. I had a poem about ancient football in mind, but it felt out of place. Without a good idea, I simply hadn’t started writing."

Su Pan’er spoke sincerely, feeling quite exasperated.

"I do recall a poem about ancient football. How about I write one for you?"

"That would be even better."

Su Pan’er was very pleased.

Without demurring, Qin Yi took up the writing brush with a big laugh, dipped it in ink, lingered momentarily, and then wrote down a poem in the blank space.

"Peach blossoms bloom in the sunlit spring, March’s laughter flits across the flower stage, while colorful tufts tumble in the game above and below, for it is the twin beauties come to kick the ancient football."

Qin Yi’s handwriting, like iron hooks and strokes of gold, exuded an aggressive aura.

The painting’s characters, originally watercolors, stood vividly on the page—jet-black hair, bright yellow clothes, red sashes, emerald willows, and faux mountains with grass that came to life. Paired with his poem and his masterful calligraphy, the piece gained added vigor, melding beautifully with the gentle, exquisite brushwork.

"The twin beauties come to kick the ball? To praise one’s daughters in such a way, you really have no shame!"

Su Pan’er was amused all at once.

"My princesses, of course, are the best; what’s wrong with calling them ’twin beauties’? If I were to say ’peerless twin beauties,’ it wouldn’t be an exaggeration either."

Qin Yi, with a look of profound pride, examined the painting over and over before carefully handing it to Eunuch An who was serving at his side: "Take this painting to the Deputy Minister of Revenue, have him find a master craftsman to mount it properly before sending it back."

"Your servant obeys the command."

Eunuch An hurriedly took the painting, his face alight with excitement, and heaped praises incessantly: "Empress, your painting skills far surpass those so-called talents outside. Look at this painting—it captures His Majesty’s dragon visage, the Empress’s spirit, and the grace of both princesses. Even the two princes still in swaddling come across vividly. Your servant, modest in knowledge, has never seen a more beautiful flower."

His flattery delighted Qin Yi immensely!

He burst into a hearty laugh: "Eunuch An speaks to my heart, and I feel the same way. Especially regarding the two princes, they feel extraordinarily dear as I look at them. Pan’er, you certainly did an excellent job. Reward, a generous reward! Just yesterday, I obtained a set of intricately layered delicately latticed Jiaotai vases, and I hereby bestow it upon you, Empress."

The Emperor spoke simply, but as one of His Majesty’s trusted aides, Eunuch An did not miss the opportunity to add fervently.

"Is Your Majesty referring to the set of hexagonal vases sent by the waterway administrator early at the morning court session today—the Golden and silver lotus pattern on powder blue glazed background, multicolored openwork three-dimensional fruit pattern inside, blue and white twining floral pattern on the hexagonal set of vases? Those are indeed top-notch treasures! Only an Empress with divine grace could match such pieces. Your servant here congratulates the Empress earnestly."

As he spoke, Eunuch An bowed respectfully to Su Pan’er.

This strategy, he deduced from recent events, never failed—The Emperor held little regard for material possessions, and insincere flattery did little to please him.

He adored praise directed at the Empress, especially now that she was pregnant. A compliment, and the Emperor would be thrilled without fail.

Sure enough, upon hearing the praise, the Emperor’s excitement was such that his smile nearly stretched to the back of his head.

"Excellent! Eunuch An speaks the truth, as a fine horse deserves a fine saddle! Treasures such as these, only my Pan’er is fit to possess."

Turning his gaze to Eunuch An, his face brimmed with satisfaction: "Go fetch the items for the Empress to see. And if there’s anything you fancy among those treasures that were sent, feel free to choose one to keep for your own enjoyment."

This was his reward.

Overjoyed, Eunuch An quickly expressed his thanks and withdrew.

"You seem very happy today?"

After dismissing everyone else, Qin Yi simply embraced Pan’er and, almost subconsciously, began to gently stroke her enlarged belly.

"Naturally, because Ke’er ranked on the list."

Su Pan’er said spiritedly, "That child has been sensible since a young age, and now he’s finally grown up. Having ranked as a Jinshi Scholar, he won’t have to worry about others using his background against him in court. Isn’t that a great thing to celebrate?"

"Indeed, it is a cause for celebration. However, today the results were announced an hour later than usual; do you know why?"

"Why?"

Su Pan’er had heard about it, but she never expected Qin Yi to bring it up.

"It’s because there was cheating during this examination," Qin Yi stated gravely.

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