Chapter 38

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date="2021-09-03"

title="Chapter 38"

weight="134529"

series = ["The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress"]

mode = "manual"

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Back to the river to put down the lantern, watching the lantern slowly floating away, the two went back to Wangxian Lou hand in hand.

After such a long delay outside, when the two returned to Wangxian House, an Xianyu had already come back ahead of schedule, and the servant girl behind her was still holding a lot of gadgets in her hand, looking at her expression and having a lot of fun.

When it was getting late, an Changqing proposed to go home and have a rest. Originally, everyone was going to go back to their house when they came back. When they heard that the words were right in their heart, they all got up and went out. When she came out of Songtao Pavilion, an Changqing noticed that the door of the nearby snow pavilion had been opened and there was no one inside. She thought the an family had left in front of them.

When they returned to the palace, they each went back to the courtyard to have a rest. An Changqing was still thinking about Xiao Zhige's wet shoes and socks. as soon as he returned to the yard, he asked his servants to prepare water for ginger soup and urged Xiao Zhige to change his wet clothes, shoes and socks so as not to catch cold.

Xiao Zhige is used to being rough on weekdays, and he didn't pay attention to this little thing, even when he went into the water in winter. Unexpectedly, an Changqing glared at him and said angrily, "Mother said, cold comes from the soles of your feet, and you don't pay attention to keeping warm when you are young, and you will receive it when you get older." Do you really think you're made of iron? If you get old and ill in the future, there will be no one to take care of you. "

As he spoke, the servant had already prepared the Scald. An Changqing took off his clothes and pushed him towards the bath room: "go and take a bath quickly, and then drink the ginger soup when you come out."

Xiao Zhige was speechless by his series of words, so he had to listen to him to go to the bath room first. When he came out of the bath room with clean clothes, and saw him coming over with a bowl of ginger soup, his heart warmed up.

Since the death of the mother concubine, no one has cared about him so carefully for a long time. Since he joined the barracks at the age of 12, he climbed and rolled, and swords came and went to and fro in the sea. They are surrounded by rough men and friends who have lived their lives, but none of them care about what will happen to them when they grow old.

The officers and soldiers who lick the blood at the edge of the knife do not care about the future, but only care about living in the present.

This time, without the advice of an Changqing, he went over and took a sip of the warm ginger soup. The warm ginger soup rolled down the throat into the esophagus and warmed the whole body.

Seeing that he was conscious, an Changqing finally stopped keeping a straight face, hummed softly and went to the bathroom to wash himself.

When he came back, the man had already made the bed and was half lying in it. When he saw him coming, he moved outside and gave him the warm side.

An Changqing took off her shoes, climbed over his leg and got into the quilt, with a warm warmth and a unique strong smell on the man's body. don't know if it was because made everything clear today, an Changqing felt the familiar temperature, but she blushed in hindsight. He rolled up the quilt a little awkwardly, and he didn't get into the man's arms as usual, just like a baby silkworm, half his face shrinking into the quilt for a nap.

Xiao Zhige opened his arms and waited for a while, but he didn't come over. Frowned suspiciously. When went to see him again, saw half of his face, his black eyelashes trembling, and it was clear that he had not yet fallen asleep.

After only a moment of hesitation, Xiao Zhige raised his hand and brought the people over. The bosom is familiar and sentimentally attached to the body temperature. Xiao Zhige rubbed his chin on the top of his head and hugged people more tightly.

An Changqing was uncomfortable at first, but now she was held so tightly by him that she was so wrapped by his breath that she felt that she could not even breathe. After holding it for a moment, he finally opened his eyes, pushed him against his chest, and murmured, "I can't breathe."

Xiao Zhige looked down at him and bumped into his head. The lips of the two men were opposite to the tip of their nose, but only slightly apart. An Changqing's eyelashes trembled, dared not look him in the eye, and quietly moved his eyes elsewhere. Xiao Zhige's Adam's apple rolled several times and remembered the "White head appointment" that floated away with the lantern. He finally obeyed his heart and gently gently Peck on the tip of his nose.

The eyelashes tremble more violently, like butterflies flapping their wings uneasily caught by hunters. But even so, an Changqing did not resist or move. He lowered his eyes and even raised his face slightly to make it easier for him to kiss.

The beating heart instantly tightens and bursts vigorously, boiling blood flows around the body, and Xiao Zhige controls the heavy breath, carefully and meticulously lingering from the tip of the nose to the graceful jaw.

In the big winter, the smell of collision and intertwining blossoms into attractive and beautiful flowers.

An Changqing flushed, clenched the quilt with her fingers, and after a long time of courage, she whispered, "do you want to continue?" He didn't look at him, embarrassed: "the ointment I prepared before." No, no use, just put it in the second locker at the head of the bed. "

He spoke like a mosquito, falling in Xiao Zhige's ear, but like beating a drum. Heaven and man fought for a long time, in the end, they were worried that an Changqing's physical worries had the upper hand. his cheeks were taut, his veins popped out on his forehead, and he murmured with a heavy breath: "…". Today, if I'm not ready, let's take a rain check. "

An Changqing's face was so hot that he said "Oh" when he saw that he had no intention of going on, even though he didn't know what to prepare for doing this. But Xiao Zhige said that if you want to prepare, just prepare.

After playing out all night, she came back with a long and affectionate kiss, and soon an Changqing fell into a deep sleep. It took Xiao Zhige a long time to calm down, but the person in his arms could not sleep. It was not allowed to stay up until the light of day, so he got up and played two sets of boxing and practiced the gun for half an hour before ushering in the dawn.

When an Changqing got up and the two had breakfast together, Xiao Zhige found a reason to go out of the house to find Hu right and wrong.

After prescribing medicine for Yu's and Zhou's mother's illness one after another, Hu had nothing to do, so he went back to his own little clinic and only occasionally needed to go to the royal palace to feel the pulse of the two women. Life was very leisurely.

Today, when he lay in his rocking chair and caught fire, he saw that the rickety wooden door had been pushed open again. Xiao Zhige's face calmly came in, and his sharp eyes swept around before he said, "I'm looking for you."

Hu was nervous for a moment, thinking that there was something urgent in Yanzhou, so he led him to the inner room and opened the medicine child, closed the door properly and asked, "but Yanzhou has something for me to go?" Who was hurt? "

"." Xiao Zhige looked at him inexplicably and said, "it has nothing to do with Yanzhou."

"Oh." Hu Shifei was slightly relieved, but his back was still taut. He was puzzled and said, "what is that?" If it were not a major event related to Yanzhou, Prince should not look so dignified.

Xiao Zhige stared at him for a long time, silent.

Hu was also confused, and his eyes widened and waited for him to say.

It took a long time to hear him say, "I have a friend.". "

Yeah? Hu is not thinking, is there a friend who is seriously injured and needs me to treat him?

". He married a man who was two years younger than him and had not yet reached the crown. "

Hu Shifei: "? And then what? "

Xiao Zhige said very slowly, "now my friend is ready to have sex with his wife, but he has a special talent.". He was so big that he was afraid of hurting his wife, so he asked me to ask you. "

"." Hu looked at him with a straight face.

Xiao Zhige is a little impatient: "do you have a way?"

Hu smoked at the corners of his mouth, thinking that his wife was a man and happened to be two years younger. Prince, your friend is not yourself, is it?

It's just that the prince and the princess haven't got married yet? Hu Shifei felt that he knew a terrible secret.

"is there a way to do this?" Hu Shifei said slowly, "it's not without broken sleeves since ancient times, and there are naturally a lot of ways to maintain them.". "

"how to maintain it? You write it down, I'll go back. " Xiao Zhige turned a corner: ". Go back and give it to my friend. "

Hu Shifei, as if he hadn't found it, continued with a smile: "I'll write it all down later. I just don't know how talented Prince is.". Special talent? " Hu Shifei made a gesture with his eyes.

Xiao Zhige had a black face and blue veins on his forehead, but he gave him a comparison in the end.

Hu Shifei gave a "Ooh", picked up his pen and wrote on the paper, saying, "then prepare well in advance." So as not to get hurt. However, as a matter of fact, more needs to be done, and if we get used to it with tacit understanding, it will be no big deal. "

Xiao Zhige twisted his eyebrow: "will it be harmful to those who bear it?"

"this should be in line with what I said about maintenance." Hu Shifei smiled, folded the paper full of small print and gave it to him: "your Majesty, take it back and do it.". No, I mean just ask your friend to do it. "

Xiao Zhige glanced at him with a straight face, put the paper properly into his sleeve, and then turned away.

After lunch, an Changqing went to Qingwu Yuan. In the Qingwu courtyard, Yu and an Xianyu are asking the maids to pack their bags. It was the New year after the Lantern Festival, and Yu mentioned it to an Changqing early on, feeling that it was outrageous for mother and daughter to always live in the royal mansion, and they were going to live in Zhuangzi after the Lunar New year. And to prevent outsiders from gossiping about it. Seeing that she insisted, an Changqing had no choice but to agree.

As soon as the Lantern Festival was over, Yu immediately got together.

An Changqing said helplessly, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yu glanced at him and said, "Zhuangzi is all packed up, and it's not far away. If you miss your sister and me, come and see us on Zhuangzi."

An Changqing knew that if he persuaded him again, his mother would have a hundred reasons to gag him, so she had no choice but to say, "I see, that mother, sit still and ask the people to clean up."

Yu happened to be tired, so he stopped to have a rest.

Wang Fugui, who was waiting beside him, saw the three people sitting idle and had a rest. Thinking about the news he had just heard, Wang Fugui said, "this morning, old servant heard that there was a lot of trouble at an Xiangguo's house last night. In the middle of the night, the young master an got into a fight with his guest cousin."

An Changqing eyebrow moved: "an Changyu and Li Haiyun fought?"

"Yes." Wang Fugui bent down and said, "I heard that we were going to see the lanterns together, but I was not very happy when I came back." Later, I didn't know what the young master said to Mr. an, but the two quarreled in the study for a long time and began to fight after a disagreement. The young man hurt his hand, and the young master Ann broke his head. The old man was alarmed in the middle of the night. He was angry at that time and was entering the palace with an Xiangguo's post in the morning to ask for a doctor. "

An Changqing did not know there was such a thing, and was surprised, so he saw the concierge come in and announced that a prince named Li Haiyun, who asked to see the princess, was waiting outside the gate and asked him if he could see him.

"Why did Li Haiyun come to the Wangfu?" An Changqing frowned slightly. Also think of the dispute between Li Haiyun and an Changyu, is there anything else in it?

"take the man into the hall." An Changqing meditated for a moment, then decided to meet and clarify the matter.

The author has something to say: I have a friend who says he wants to get married.

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