Chapter 67 - It Certainly Was the Smile! (1/2)

Being asked such a question … Who would believe, that Qiu Ling wasn't tempted once again? His fingers found their way into that black hair in front of him, while his gaze stayed trained on those doe eyes.

”Mn. How do you like your appearance?”

Jing Yi tilted his head. Like? ”It's a lot like mommy's!” He looked at the mirror again and smiled. Unfortunately, that goofy smile seemed more like Mister Zhong's. The boy became depressed instantly.

Ah, too cute! Qiu Ling's fingers stopped their movement, but he couldn't convince himself to take them back. ”You really look a lot like your mother.”

Jing Yi's mood turned around once again. Qiu Ling repressed a sigh. It seemed in this life, he would never be able to catch up to the affection his beloved held for his mother. It's really fortunate, she likes me. Just imagining what would happen if she was like the heavenly emperor …

He shook his head and got back to the topic at hand. ”Anyway, now you see, you also have something to do with the dragons. So don't worry about them. If they see you, they'll definitely get along with you. They might even help you!”

”Mn!” Jing Yi didn't really understand what his grandfather was talking about, but he was content just thinking about how he looked so much like his mother. It was just … He shouldn't smile so much.

The smile, that had just spread, instantly withered. He didn't want to look like his father! Qiu Ling lifted his brows in surprise.

”What happened, little boy? Come on, tell grandfather who made you unhappy. I'm going to beat them up!” Nobody was allowed to rob his beloved of his smile! Ah, Jing He's serene smile … How he missed it! Wasn't that, what he had fallen in love with that fateful night?

Qiu Ling reminisced about that first encounter with Jing He. Well, it did have something to do with that smile. Though, he couldn't say with a clear conscience, that it had nothing to do with the gentle look in those dark eyes, that seemed to melt his heart, or how the blue robe he wore that night highlighted his smooth skin.

Of course, it couldn't have been because of that inky black hair, that shimmered like silk in the glow of the lamps. In fact, he didn't remember it as clearly as the rest. What was there to remember?

How it had been secured in that blue crown on top of Jing He's head, the parts at the front swept up and describing a graceful arc at the side of his head? How it had cascaded down Jing He's back right down to his hips? How it had hugged his shoulders when he shifted in his seat? Or how one of those satiny strands had brazenly clung to his sleeve when he stood up and went over to his father? He certainly hadn't been jealous when the heavenly emperor took it upon himself to put it back into place!

Why should he? It wasn't like his future father-in-law would have used the opportunity to slid his fingers through the rest of Jing He's hair under the guise of bringing order to that already perfect arrangement.

Definitely not! Most certainly all of that had been because of Jing He's beautiful smile!

Definitely, most definitely … To calm his poor heart, that had just remembered something dark about his past, Qiu Ling patted Jing Yi's head again.

”You … should smile more often.” And do something for your hair. Why did I never ask Jing He, what he was doing with his hair to get it this smooth? Aren't I the one who suffers now? You should have told me before you went into your trial!