[It's quite interesting. A tiny Shanshan like this, carried around in one's hand wherever one goes, wouldn't be bad.]
Ling Shan: "..."
Your preferences and thought process are as astonishing as ever!
The first thought of this so - cute Jun Wuyuan is actually to play with it like a pervert all day long?
Then according to what he said, she should also mold a small Jun Wuyuan and put it in her palace every day. When no one is around, she can quietly torture and ravage him!
Thinking about it like this, it really is quite interesting!
Ling Shan's eyes lit up as she nodded, looking at Jun Wuyuan expectantly.
Jun Wuyuan stroked the top of her head and led her towards the dough - figurine stall.
On the small wooden cart, there was a row of small dough figurines: the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, the Goddess of Mercy, the Fairy Chang'e...
They were molded so vividly that it seemed as if real immortals were right in front of one's eyes.
It's just that the images were a bit different from those mythical figures in Ling Shan's mind. They had an extra sense of solemn reverence.
A small dough - figurine stall was crowded with common people queuing up to get their dough figurines made.
The stall owner was an old man with almost completely white hair and beard. Although he looked old, there was not a trace of senility. His eyes, which occasionally lifted up, were bright and full of energy.
Jun Wuyuan watched for a while and then whispered with his head down:
"Shanshan, how about we do it ourselves?"
[It seems quite interesting. It shouldn't be too difficult to mold one, right?]
Ling Shan looked at the rows of dough figurines and then at the masterly craftsmanship of the old grandpa.
She was very skeptical in her heart. Could she really mold one if she did it herself?
But looking at Jun Wuyuan's eager and expectant look, Ling Shan thought that it didn't matter if it turned out ugly.
As long as Jun Wuyuan was happy, she would be happy.
Moreover, this was also a once - in - a - lifetime good opportunity to cultivate their relationship and get closer. How could she miss it?
Taking advantage of the moment when the old man stopped his work, Jun Wuyuan cut in line. The common people in the queue showed their dissatisfaction on their faces, but they didn't dare to show it because of his imposing manner and clothes.
Ling Shan stood a bit behind. Hearing the common people scolding Jun Wuyuan in whispers, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up quietly.
Not to mention anything else, it was quite interesting to listen to.
This was probably the first emperor who was almost pointed at and scolded to his face by the common people, right?
She wondered if Jun Wuyuan had heard it.
"Shanshan."
Just as Ling Shan was daydreaming, she suddenly heard Jun Wuyuan's call. She subconsciously raised her eyes, answering with a bit of guilt.
Jun Wuyuan saw those big, black and clear almond - shaped eyes staring roundly at him. Suddenly, his heart seemed to be hit by something.
His tone softened even more: "Come here. I'll help you wash your hands."
[In public, Shanshan is so captivated by looking at me?]
Ling Shan: "..."
She didn't doubt at all that if she continued to stare motionlessly, this shameless guy might say something like:
'Ah, look at my damn irresistible charm!'
Fortunately, Ling Shan didn't delay. She walked straight towards Jun Wuyuan at once, not giving him any chance to show off.
The old stall owner took the money and ignored the two of them. He continued to make dough figurines for the common people in the queue.
Jun Wuyuan held Ling Shan's hand and gently and carefully washed it in a basin of clear water.
Ling Shan was a bit distracted.
They happened to be under an old tree that was obviously quite aged. The dappled sunlight shone through the gaps in the tree branches onto that face which was as perfect as if carved by the gods.
The tiny rays of light softened the sharpness of his face. His slightly drooping eyelashes cast a half - curved shadow. His gentle look was so captivating that one couldn't take one's eyes off.
Noticing the gaze on him, Jun Wuyuan quickly curled up the corners of his lips.
He couldn't let Shanshan look at him anymore. If she continued to look like this and found out how weak - willed he was, and damaged his tall and mighty image in her heart, what if she never looked at him like this again?
Ling Shan: "..."
So, she just looked at Jun Wuyuan with a straight - lipped face speechlessly.
He was really good at pretending!
There was a small table behind the dough - figurine stall. Jun Wuyuan pulled Ling Shan to sit face to face. His eyes were full of the rare youthful spirit.
Ling Shan's eyes flashed as she stared fixedly. She only felt her heart skip a beat.
He looked so serious and confident, but that dough figurine...
Could Jun Wuyuan really do it?
Ling Shan followed Jun Wuyuan's actions doubtfully.
Facts proved that there was a reason for the saying "every profession produces its own expert". At least for her, who always thought she was quite dexterous, the dough was just dough!
Ling Shan held it as if she was holding the most precious treasure in the world, being extremely careful and not daring to breathe too loudly, as if she was afraid that all her previous efforts would be in vain...
With a "pat", a piece of the head in Ling Shan's hand fell onto the table, making a heavy sound.
Embarrassment, shame, awkwardness...
Ling Shan only felt her cheeks instantly burn hot, and even her eyelids began to tremble.
It was over. How could she be so embarrassing?
[(Let out a laugh first) Shanshan looks so cute when she's being so clumsy!]
Ling Shan: "..."
Facts proved that Jun Wuyuan really could do it!
Although his craftsmanship couldn't compare with the almost magical skills of the old stall owner, at least the face was a face, the neck was a neck, the waist was a waist, and the legs were legs. One could barely make out Ling Shan's outline.
It was barely a small Ling Shan, spinning vividly on Jun Wuyuan's fingertips.
Ling Shan: "..."
In the end, Ling Shan tried a few more times, but all ended in failure.
Seeing her frustrated and disappointed look, Jun Wuyuan had to guide her hand - in - hand to complete a dough figurine that resembled himself.
The two small dough figurines, one big and one small, nestled affectionately together, shining brightly in the sunlight.
Ling Shan had always liked such small trinkets. At this moment, looking at them, her eyes curved with joy, and a pair of shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her lips.
Jun Wuyuan stared at her fixedly like this, and his eyebrows and eyes couldn't help but soften.
He found that Ling Shan seemed to be happier outside the palace than inside.
At least, this was the first time he seemed to have seen these dimples?
Having made up his mind, Jun Wuyuan asked someone to put the pair of dough figurines in a box and take good care of them. Then he led Ling Shan and continued walking forward.
After strolling for a while, they soon came to a street corner surrounded by crowds of common people watching the excitement.
"Alas, how pitiful. Those damned nobles. They even dare to embezzle the life - saving grain during natural disasters. Aren't they just forcing us common people to death?"
"What nobles? I heard from the nephew who runs errands in Chang'an City for the maternal grandmother of the great - grandfather of the great - granddaughter of my elder brother - in - law that this was the first time His Majesty handled the disaster relief in Jiangzhou. Who would have thought..."
"Pah. What do you know, you good - for - nothing drunkard who only knows how to visit brothels? The court is controlled by the Queen Mother and the Grand Tutor Wang. Even this disaster relief was handled by the son of the Grand Tutor Wang. How could His Majesty embezzle our common people's money and grain?"