Be good, call me uncle

Chapter 4 The prince teaches well
When Yu Qinghuan stayed in Muwu until Mao, he saw Changsun Tao pushing open the door and entering. He was dressed in a plain robe, which made his face look like cool jade.

Throwing down a set of rouge-colored palace clothes, Chang Sun Tao turned around and left.

According to the rules, the bride should enter the palace to pay homage to the Queen Mother.

About an hour later, the two of them arrived at Qingning Palace where the Queen Mother lived.

The solemn and solemn Queen Mother sat on the main seat, the Queen sat on her lower right, and some concubines accompanied her on the left and right.

"My son, I pay my respects to my mother." Changsun Tao bowed and knelt down.

The Queen Mother looked at the energetic young son in front of her with a loving face.Of her two biological sons, compared to her eldest son, Emperor Jiayou, her love for eldest Sun Tao was unreserved.

"I pay my respects to the Queen Mother. I wish the Queen Mother good health and blessings for many years to come." Yu Qinghuan knelt down and performed a formal bowing ceremony.

In an instant, countless appraising eyes were focused on her, and even the Queen Mother couldn't help but take another look at her.

Yu Qinghuan lowered his head slightly and let everyone look at him calmly.

"Without courtesy, I will grant you a seat." The Queen Mother spoke, her old voice splitting the tense air.

Yu Qinghuan and Chang Sun Tao thanked each other and sat down together. Their every move was dignified and generous, and they could not fault anything.

The queen took a deep look at Yu Qinghuan and lightly parted her red lips: "In the past, I often heard my sister praising Princess Qi. Today, when I saw her, she was indeed well-deserved. She behaves well and is dignified. She is not at all like ordinary concubines who can't show off their skills."

The queen is Yu Qingwan's aunt, and the sister she calls her is naturally Yu Qinghuan's aunt, Yuan Shi, the mistress of the prime minister's house.

Yu Qinghuan sneered in her heart. The Queen's words not only praised her aunt's mother for being virtuous and generous, but also mocked her status as a concubine.

Yu Qinghuan looked at Changsun Tao beside him without any trace. He looked down and drank tea as if nothing had happened, with no intention of helping him.

It seemed like he wanted to face it alone.

Yu Qinghuan smiled slightly, showed the expression that should be praised, and replied softly: "Queen, this is all the credit of the prince. Before I got married, I didn't learn the court etiquette. It was the prince who taught me how to do it last night." A few hours, so that I won’t be rude in public.”

This was said very well. It not only refuted the Queen's praise of her aunt just now, but also showed the deep love between her husband and the prince.

The queen's eyes flashed sharply, and finally turned into a soft smile: "King Qi and Princess Qi are so loving as a couple, they are really enviable to others."

After saying that, the Queen turned to look at the Queen Mother and said with a smile: "Mother, when I saw Princess Qi, I remembered that before I was married to Your Majesty, I often went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to bother my sister. The garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion was very delicately decorated. The scenery is simply wonderful, comparable to fairyland." The Queen Mother lamented: "The garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion is famous in the capital, and the Ai family also wanted to see it, but unfortunately they never had the chance."

The Queen said: "Mother, I have an idea. Since Princess Qi is here, how about letting Princess Qi paint the spring scenery of the Prime Minister's Mansion Garden. In this way, the Queen Mother and I can enjoy it without having to come in person. What a wonderful view.”

The Queen spoke, and all the concubines agreed: "I think the Queen's idea is very good."

The Queen Mother nodded, turned her gaze to Yu Qinghuan, and said slowly: "What do you think, Princess Qi?"

Yu Qinghuan glanced at the Queen, and saw that underneath the Queen's kind and kind appearance, there was a hint of coldness that was not easy to detect.She understood that the queen felt that her little concubine did not understand painting and wanted to embarrass her in front of everyone.

The brief silence was taken as rejection, and the Queen Mother frowned in displeasure.

Changsun Tao, who had remained motionless, said, "Sister-in-law, the scene painted by the princess may not be the same as what you saw back then. Since you are so interested, why don't you paint the grand scene of the past for all of us to see?" How about taking a look?"

The queen's smile was still soft: "King Qi, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it only exists in the past. How can we let the queen mother and sisters see the scene of the past? King Qi declined. Is it because the princess's painting skills are not good?"

As soon as the corner of Changsun Tao's lips moved, he was overtaken by Yu Qinghuan: "It is my blessing to be able to paint the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother."

The smile on the Queen's face became even wider, and the corners of her lips curved in triumph, as if she had seen a concubine who had not received careful upbringing, making herself laugh in public.

Yu Qinghuan saw the Queen's undisguised thoughts in her eyes and said softly: "The Queen, I don't have to be a concubine without a good reward. If the painting on my body is what I want, I will be shameless to ask for the reward."

A little concubine, she doesn’t know her own abilities.

The queen snorted coldly in her heart and said cheerfully: "If Princess Qi can make a painting that satisfies me, I will let Princess Qi choose the treasures in my warehouse."

Yu Qinghuan smiled with satisfaction: "It's a deal."

The Queen ordered everyone to put out painting supplies, including fine wolf hair, rice paper as thin as cicada wings, and ink made of complete, elegant and sophisticated materials.

The waiting maid casually picked up the ink and polished it. Yu Qinghuan stood in front of the case and calmly looked at the slightly strange expressions of everyone.

When Sun Tao looked at the tubes of ink on the desk, Yu Qinghuan finally knew where the problem lay.

(End of this chapter)