CHAPTER 205: CHAPTER 143: CAN YOU TWO SHOW OFF YOUR LOVE SOMEWHERE ELSE?

He couldn’t help but lean forward, seemingly wanting to get a closer look at that piece of calligraphy.

"I presume you have already recognized that this treasured ink is from the hands of our Central Plains’ top scholar, Wang Yuanzhi!"

As her words fell, those who understood were naturally astonished, while many who didn’t were left puzzled, not knowing what the King was so excited about.

Nonetheless, he worked hard to suppress his excitement, giving a look to the eunuch serving beside him.

The eunuch quickly walked down from the high seat and took the calligraphy from the Little Princess’s hands.

After presenting it to the King, Yun Chunnuan had already taken the second piece from Yelyu Lie.

She looked into his eyes and heard him lightly exhale a few words, which left her stunned.

Yuan Dynasty...

The Yuan Dynasty of Central Plains had been etched in the Little Princess’s memory for hundreds of years.

How did he obtain a painting from a scholar of that era?

"Your Majesty."

Her soft voice rang out again.

Yelyu Erlun instinctively lifted his head to look over, and saw the Little Princess’s hand tremble, revealing the scroll in front of his eyes.

This time, he couldn’t remain seated.

Next, the eunuch came to retrieve it and presented it to him.

Until finally, Yelyu Erlun directly stood up from the high seat, personally receiving each scroll handed over by the Little Princess.

The look of shock never left his face!

He was so excited that his face turned red, with sweat emerging on his face and palms.

Afraid that his sweaty hands might taint the ink treasures, he dared not touch them, contemplating whether to instruct the Palace Attendants to send them to the Treasure Pavilion, but worried they might be clumsy and ruin these treasures that couldn’t be bought for gold.

Regarding these items, Yun Chunnuan truly didn’t know their exact value.

She could only see the King of Bianliao’s excited demeanor, thinking it somewhat unbecoming.

A Monarch of a country, is it possible to be so excited over a few paintings and calligraphy?

However...

One dares not speak, one dares not ask.

Just waiting for the King to order the delivery of silk, wiping his hands clean before personally taking those ten ink treasures away.

"Indeed worthy of a Princess from Great Xia, truly a grand gesture."

Once the King left, the Queen’s mocking voice piped up.

Implying the Great Xia Princess spared no effort to curry favor with Bianliao.

She oppressed Great Xia and insulted the Little Princess.

Before Yun Chunnuan could respond, a mature woman’s magnetic voice came from the side, with unapologetic pride, "Central Plains, with its vast lands, rich resources, and prosperous citizens — just a few paintings and calligraphy, how do you know they aren’t merely something my daughter-in-law casually brought from her chambers?"

As casually as the words sounded, Ayimu’s heart hurt equally!

Her filial son!!!

Out of ten paintings, six were snatched from her!

The dog man originally had no interest in these ink treasures; to please her, he started getting acquainted with them. Over twenty years, he became thoroughly obsessed!

Even more obsessed than she was!

The dog man even completed a painting himself and tried to sell it at the market, only to be harshly criticized.

Resulting in an even more fervent passion for these ink treasures.

Her filial son! Her filial son exhausted all efforts to please his wife!

Behind her, Ashu couldn’t help but laugh.

Do you know why his master doesn’t like the General coming to her place?

Because he’s like a little bandit; each visit, he must swipe something before leaving.

When snatching his master’s few ink treasures, his master was furious enough to hit someone.

But when it was for the Great Xia Princess, his master finally relinquished them with great reluctance...

Only hoping that the Great Xia Princess is genuinely good to the General, so that his master and General’s sacrifices aren’t in vain.

During the King’s absence, a little incident occurred, where someone released the Queen’s palace cat.

The cat wandered everywhere, finally slipping into Heyong Palace.

The Queen promptly had the Palace Maid bring the cat over, with the feline obediently resting in the Queen’s lap.

She disdainfully raised an eyebrow at the woman opposite her.

In truth, she wasn’t fond of these cats and dogs, but she couldn’t resist the King singing praises of the cat in Ningxiang Hall every visit.

The Queen thus sent people to search everywhere, finally acquiring a golden cat with green eyes she paraded around daily.

The cat’s emerald eyes bore an uncanny resemblance to those of the Western Regions woman; whenever the Queen thought of it, she felt as if she had enslaved that vile woman.

Ayimu coldly turned her face, looking at the man who had long seated the Little Princess.

She slightly raised her brows, seeing her dear son nod subtly.

When Yelyu Erlun returned, he saw the Great Xia Princess sitting down before he had granted her a seat, slightly displeased.

But she had sent such a grand gift of ten ink treasures, and he lingered in the Treasure Pavilion for a considerable time; could he let her stand all this while?

Thus, comforting himself, Yelyu Erlun no longer found his daughter-in-law rude.

Instead, he praised her highly during the banquet.

Hence, those who wanted to find fault hesitated repeatedly.

Yet, some couldn’t resist courting disaster.

Yelyu Nalan internally believed that her third brother still favored her the most.

The reason he treated that wench so deferentially was because of her status, wasn’t it?

Such banquets were essentially grand matchmaking events for imperial kin, and after three rounds of wine, the noblewomen stepped forward to showcase their talents.

The men sat back to admire, evaluating the girls’ worth as though reviewing commodities and considering their suitability for themselves.

Finally, it was Yelyu Nalan’s turn.

Before her performance, she pretended to apologize to the Little Princess, then began her mode of picking a fight.

"I’ve heard that women of Central Plains are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. As a Princess of Great Xia, Third Sister-in-law must be an outstanding talent in such arts, mustn’t she? I want to offer a dance for the King. Dare I ask, Third Sister-in-law, would you mind composing music for me?"