With Qiu Ling using every opportunity to spend time with him and making every effort to let him still be comfortable, Jing He couldn't help but slowly form a favorable opinion of this person that had scared him so much at first. It slowly made him feel that he was the real problem in this relationship. The dragon king had done so much while he barely managed to think of inviting him to drink a cup of tea or play a game of weiqi. Even after knowing the other person for almost a year and finding out more and more about the dragon race, he still knew almost nothing about him as a person. Obviously, he hadn't tried hard enough to bring them closer together.
"Jing He." The Heavenly Emperor looked at his son with worry. Somehow, his precious child seemed a little absent-minded for the last few days. Could it be something was wrong? Had Jing He fallen sick? Was somebody bullying him?! "Did something happen? You can tell father. I'll send someone to break his legs."
Jing He glanced up at his father's worried face before lowering his gaze again. "There's no need, father. All is well. I was just thinking."
"Thinking about what?" There wouldn't be some wild man that had dared to ogle his darling son, would there? Then he'd definitely have to let people break more than just a leg!
Jing He didn't pay any mind to his father's strange tone and instead turned to look out the window. "Isn't the Da He Festival coming up soon?"
Rong Su blinked. Ah? His son was just thinking about a festival? Could it be ... "Ah, so you were wondering how to spend the day of the festival? Don't you worry! Father can accompany you the whole day if you'd like! There's no need to do anything big that day."
Jing He smiled slightly. "There's no need for that, father. The festival is meant to be used to remember the past and envision the future. How could I keep father from doing so? Furthermore ... I'm sure mother would very much like if you invited her to spend the festival with you."
Rong Su froze. Ah. As much as he would like to spend the day with his son, it wasn't wrong that his wife would probably like to spend the day with him too. "Uh ... We could spend the day together. All three of us. How does that sound?"
Jing He gave another noncommittal smile. "I can go and ask mother whether she'd like to spend the festival with you."
"Mn! That would be good!" Ah, what a good son he had! He also knew that he didn't dare to ask his mother lightly so he went out of his way to inquire for him! Mn, his son was really the best!
Jing He used the opportunity to get up and straightened his sleeves. "It isn't far until the festival anymore. I'd better go and ask her now."
"Ah? You want to go already?" The Heavenly Emperor also got to his feet and gently took his son's hands. Maybe he didn't want to spend the day of the festival with his wife, after all.
"Father can wait for my good news." He took his hands back, nodded and left the palace, going straight to his mother's palace instead.
Right now, the Heavenly Empress was sitting in front of the lake beside her palace with a cup of tea in hand. The wind made her hair dance but she didn't seem to notice.
Jing He quietly approached her. "Mother."
Bai Fen looked up and smiled, patting the seat beside her. "Jing He, did you manage to get away from your father? Come, come, sit over here. I really thought he was going to hog you to himself all day."
Jing He sat down and also looked at the lake. Lotus flowers decorated the surface and a stone formation rose out of the water on the other side. "Father wants to know whether you'd like to spend the Da He Festival with him."
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Romancing the Son of Heaven
RomanceIt is love at first sight when dragon king Qiu Ling makes the acquaintance of the Heavenly Emperor's son, Jing He. In his mind, there is no doubt that he will spend the rest of his life with this person. Unfortunately, Jing He is not inclined to acc...