Since that day, the spring rain has not fallen again and the sun has become warmer day by day. At this time, the sunlight fell like a soft veil, illuminating over the few people in the yard.
Lin Zhanyuan was holding the little rabbit in his arms with Chang Er by his feet as he sat obediently on the wooden stool, intently watching Xiao Lan craft the rabbit.
A dozen turquoise shades of grass rabbits in different sizes have been placed on the ground. They were also cutely placed in the shape of a heart. Of course, this was taught by Lin Feilu. When she came back, Lin Zhanyuan said happily, “Sister! Green rabbits!”
Lin Feilu went in and washed her hands. Then, she lifted a small wooden stool and sat beside Xiao Lan, resting her chin on her soft legs, “Mother Concubine, please make me a little tiger!”
Xiao Lan laughed, “Your mother doesn’t know how to make that,” Seeing her daughter’s expectant look, she still picked up a bunch of grass, “But I will try.”
Lin Zhanyuan clapped his hands excitedly beside her, “Little Tiger! Little Tiger(1)!”
(T/N: It is another nickname in China, localised into something that could replace the word ‘tiger’. But it didn’t work translated, so the original meaning was kept)
Lin Feilu poked him on the cheek, “Brother, what are you happy about? Have you memorised the multiplication table of 9×9 today?”
Lin Zhanyuan suddenly felt bitter.
Lin Feilu said, “Recite it! If you can’t finish it, these green rabbits will all belong to me!”
When Lin Zhanyuan heard this, tears were almost gushing out but he sniffled his nose pitifully. His back emanated a sad feeling, full of grievances as he began to recite, “One time one is one, one times two is two, one times three is three…”
When Emperor Lin walked slowly and hesitantly to the gates of the Mingyue Palace, Lin Zhanyuan only only started to recite the table of ‘five times six is thirty’.
Peng Man was about to announce the arrival of His Majesty, but the Emperor waved his hand to stop him as they stood at the door and looked inward.
The golden and soft sunlight warmly fell over the yard, gently enveloping the smiling beautiful woman. Holding the grass in her hand, she looked a little confused, but her gaze was gentle. While she was moving her fair and white fingers, she made a knot and before pulling it out; the little tiger was already in its initial stages.
The Little Fifth Princess was sitting next to her with her little head lying on her mother’s lap. On the other hand, the handsome little boy had red eyes, looking as if he wanted to cry. He looked at his sister next to him, then at the rabbit in his arms before he continued to recite enthusiastically, “5×7=35, 5×8=40, 5×9…”
As soon as he got stuck, he secretly glanced over to see his sister’s reaction.
Lin Feilu gave him a small clenched fist encouragement, “Brother is the smartest! You can do it!”
Lin Zhanyuan rubbed his eyes with his little chubby hands and sniffed. After thinking hard for a long time, he continued to recite, “5×9… 5×9=45!”
Xiao Lan couldn’t help but laugh as the little tiger in her hand finally took shape. She bopped the tiger against the tip of Lin Feilu’s nose lightly, “Here, the little tiger that you wanted.”
The warm scene made Emperor Lin’s footsteps suddenly lighten when he came.
The pair of siblings had perfectly inherited Xiao Lan’s beauty.
The daughter was meek and adorable, whereas the son was handsome and cute. Emperor Lin’s last impression of the Sixth Prince remained as the silly and dense child.
But in the past five years, the child has grown a lot taller as the image of him tilting his head and drooling in his imagination no longer exists.