In May, when spring and summer alternate, it is the rainy season of the imperial city.

It was raining heavily here, and the raindrops were pounding on the doors and windows, and the splashes were blocked.

Compared with the wet and cold raindrops, the water mist in the house is much softer and more ambiguous.

Lu Zhiyao stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, and then put his hand on Li Ruoshui's undergarment.

She didn't wear much, and her top was only a simple light gauze coat, which had already been soaked through today's rain and fog.

"It stands to reason that you should wash it yourself, but you can't move now. If you don't warm your body, you will get cold."

Lu Zhiruo put his fingers on the side of her neck, and felt down the tie around her chest.

With only a slight pull, the lower skirt covered with the light yellow gauze slid down, like sunlight falling all over the floor.

Li Ruoshui has worn the Ru skirt in front of him too many times, and every time he has to mumble a few troubles, it is difficult to tie the knot.

But thanks to her muttering, otherwise he really doesn't know how to untie these skirts, and it is estimated that he can only tear them apart at that time.

Lu Zhiyao took off her dress according to the method in his memory, but he was also orderly, without the slightest rush or fuss.

Lu Zhi can't see, naturally there is no visual impact, but there is a slight pause when it touches her body.

He was as calm as water there, and only Li Ruoshui was embarrassed in the room.

Her face was expressionless and her eyes were dull, like a waste dog. At this time, she had nothing but embarrassment.

Indeed, her hair was slightly wet, and her skirt was soaked with rainwater. Under such circumstances, she should take a hot bath, but this is definitely not the way to take a bath.

"Take off."

Lu Zhiyao untied the tie of the last shirt, carried her into the tub, and stood outside.

"I heard that Xiaoyi can't be taken off by men, so that's it."

He withdrew his hand without hesitation, as if he had no nostalgia for her body.

Li Ruoshui lowered his eyes and looked at the last little coat on his body, unconsciously letting out a sigh of relief.

Although don't know who said it to him, still have to thank that person, and even more thank Lu Zhiyao for being a good listener in this regard.

The size of this tub is just right, even if Li Ruoshui can't move, it won't slide down and drown.

After trying her position, Lu Zhiyao pulled a stool and placed it next to the tub, just opposite her.

Lu Zhizhi was lying on the wall of the barrel, his eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of his lips curled into a soft smile.

He placed his left hand on her shoulder to set the position, and his right hand picked up a wooden spoon, watering her spoon by spoon, just like watering flowers.

Li Ruoshui: "..."

So what was she nervous about, what this person said about taking a bath was really just a bath, and there was no extra action at all.

I have to say, this is more innocent than when she washes herself.

"Would you like to add some petals?"

Halfway through the pour, Lu Zhiyao suddenly remembered something and asked this sentence with a smile.

This is what he heard when he was listening to the book in the teahouse before. It seems that the protagonist in it has to sprinkle petals in the bath, and Li Ruoshui should have it too.

"Look at me, I forgot that you can't speak now."

The sound of rushing water sounded, and the dense mist wetted his eyelashes, making his smile moist.

"You can go out of the bath after you sweat a little. Then I will go to them again. After I get the antidote, I will take you to Suzhou."

Spoonful after spoonful, the water slid down her shoulders and neck and then poured into the tub, and the swaying microwave made his reflected smile slightly weird.

"You don't seem to like chains. It just so happens that silk is produced in Suzhou. There is a kind of silk buckle there. There will be no bruises when restraining the wrist, but it is difficult to break free. What do you think?"

She doesn't think so, Little Black House Daba.

"Last time I went to Bai Qing's yard, you seem to like it very much. Do you like flowers? Would you like to plant some in the yard?"

Lu Zhi moved a little closer, and the water he was scooping was also a spoonful of a spoonful.

Li Ruoshui couldn't answer, but he knew she was listening.

At this time, the situation was just right. He expressed his thoughts without worrying about hearing her rejection or unwilling words.

"Do you want a swing? I can make it. Do you want to put some flowers on it?"

Lu Zhiyao left the stool, and simply leaned in front of her, her pure white sleeves fell into the water, and floated up and down with the water waves.

"What kind of house do you want, think about it now, and tell me later, okay?"

He lowered his voice and moved his hand from his shoulder to her lips.

"Before I go to get the antidote, give me some rewards."

Lu Zhiyao lowered his head and tentatively kissed it.

In fact, he was far less calm than he appeared, and there was an inexplicable dryness in his heart, which seemed to drive him to do something.

But he didn't know, he could only express it by kissing.

Between his lips and tongues, he reached out and touched her forehead, gently rubbing it there for her.

There stood a small bag, the very same one had bumped into on the boat this morning.

"Does it hurt?"

He asked vaguely, then chuckled softly, rubbing slightly harder.

Lu Zhiyao touched her forehead, he couldn't help sighing, he really didn't want to leave her for a moment.

Li Ruoshui: ...

For some reason, she felt that he was a little cute at the moment.

But it was really annoying, and according to his level of obsession, she had already foreseen what the scene would be like in the little black room.

Bah, bah, there won't be a little dark room.

"Okay, it's time to take a bath."

Lu Zhiyao let go of Li Ruoshui reluctantly, took her flushed red out of the tub, wiped her dry, and put her on the bed.

Flowing through the clouds, like he has done it countless times.

Lu Zhiyao pulled the quilt to cover her, and stood up with a smile.

"You wait for me here, come back at noon."

Just like the drill in the little black house, Lu Zhiyao went out with an oil-paper umbrella, while Li Ruoshui lay motionless in the room.

So uncomfortable.

Li Ruoshui looked out the door, hoping that he could hear her mind turning back.

It's not that he feels humiliated to be locked up, but that he wants him to take off this soaked jacket.

This is simply another kind of torture.

The closed door was suddenly pushed open again, Li Ruoshui turned his eyes to look at the door, and Lu Zhi walked back.

"Almost forgot, you're still wearing a wet suit."

? ? ?

Li Ruoshui stared at him with wide eyes, only feeling a little strange.

Lu Zhiyao squatted on the edge of the bed, his raised hand paused, and then landed on the back of her neck.

He remembered that there was a string here, and he had pinched it before.

Sure enough, he found it. He untied the knot and took off the little coat embroidered with white mandarin ducks.

"Just get some sleep."

The door closed, leaving Li Ruoshui with red cheeks and a fast heartbeat.

It was raining heavily in the imperial city, and there were very few people on the street. Those who came to the imperial city for the first time today have not yet felt the prosperity here.

Lu Zhiyao was walking on the street holding an oil-paper umbrella, and the sound of Konghou must have come from Bai Qingqing.

She probably knew they were coming the moment they entered the city gate.

He and Li Ruoshui spent a lot of time in Peach Blossom Village, and Bai Qingqing hadn't gotten the antidote yet, probably the place was really difficult to enter.

But so what.

He just wanted to quickly resolve the matter here and take Li Ruoshui to Suzhou.

The splashes wet his clothes again, and after a few steps, someone came to him.

"Master Lu, please come with me."

Listening to the voice, it was the maid beside Bai Qingqing.

Lu Zhiyao raised his eyebrows slightly and walked slowly behind her.

When saw Chu Xuan later, had no choice but to take a sword against him.

Ah Tao led him to a small courtyard in the middle of Beijing, where the word "Bai Fu" was written on the plaque.

Lu Zhiyao walked in with her, and also smelled the fragrance of flowers and earth.

He paused for a while, then smiled and "looked" at the little girl.

"Are you taking care of this flower?"

A Tao was a little surprised, stopped quickly and nodded at him.

"Yes, son. These are all grown by the lady, and we will take care of them."

Lu Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and rubbed his fingers on the puppet hanging on the hilt of the sword.

"Can you tell me how to take care of them?"

"Yes, of course."

Ah Tao nodded, and stumblingly talked to him about how to plant flowers along the way, and didn't stop until she approached Bai Qing's house.

"Sir, please come in."

Ah Tao didn't follow him anymore. After he walked in completely, she closed the door and continued to work on her business.

"Master Lu, please take a seat."

The voice was still as familiar, Lu Zhi nodded calmly and walked to the table with a smile.

The mother and son, who recognized each other but pretended not to recognize each other, sat facing each other, each with their own thoughts.

"Since Mr. Lu has arrived in the imperial city, it is time to fulfill our contract."

Bai lightly smiled and poured tea for him, and he didn't mention letting them fall off the cliff.

"I don't seem to have made any appointments with you."

Lu Zhiyao stood up, and his eyes that were five or six points similar to Bai Geng's curled up.

"If you don't understand Gu, I'll have to talk to the person who doesn't have a clear mind."

Bai gently understood what he meant, his smiling face suddenly turned cold, and he looked straight at him.

Only then did she show some of the sharpness she should have,

"Master Lu, I advise you not to do some unnecessary things. If you get the antidote, I will definitely give her the antidote."

She looked him up and down, then withdrew her aura and smiled lightly.

"He's in the mansion. I really can't stop you, but you should know that I'd rather lose both sides than to compromise."

The two stood facing each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

If Lu Zhizhi killed Chu Xuan, there were only two outcomes.

Either Bai Gently yields to Li Ruo Shui, or Bai Gent breaks the jar and pulls Li Ruo Shui back.

It's like a game of human stakes, and whoever cares more will lose.

"Where to get medicine."

Lu Zhiyao frowned, and his soft eyebrows were also stained with a bit of displeasure.

Even if there is only a 10% chance of Bai Qing breaking the tank, he doesn't want to take this risk.

Bai listened to his answer gently, and then relaxed his shoulders and returned to his original expression.

"I knew that Mr. Lu was a man of love. Let's talk about this medicine."

Bai sat back down gently, and brewed tea in a relaxed manner.

"This medicine is in the Antai Hall of the Imperial Palace. It is the size of a pearl, with a smooth surface and a faint scent, not like an ordinary pill."

She looked up and down the road, only to see him pursing his lips, and occasionally lost his mind when listening to her.

The look on her face full of thought about her lover was exactly the same as hers back then.

She knew that A Chu was like her.

"Not long ago, someone went to the palace to get medicine for me, but they all came back without success, but this route has come out, you can go directly in."

The two were chatting about entering the palace in the room, and a figure passed by outside the room.

This man's hair was neatly combed, but his clothes were a bit strange, dry and wet, and mud, as if he had rolled in the mud on a rainy day.

He slammed into the door, rolled on the ground, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth when he got up.

"Lightly, lightly!"

This person raised his head, it was Chu Xuan, and he threw himself into her arms like a swallow.

Bai Qingqing wiped his face and hands with a handkerchief as if he didn't see the muddy water on his body, and looked at him intently.

"Brother Chu, didn't you take medicine today?"

She reached out to take his pulse, her expression a little sad.

She knew that Chu Xuan was acting stupid on weekdays, but he was really stupid when he got sick, but he rarely got sick.

But it seems that the last time he fell off the cliff on the road stimulated him and accelerated his condition. Now he is sick most of the day.

That's why she was so anxious.

Chu Xuan turned to look at Lu Zhiyao, looking confused, then suddenly laughed, and the thin lines also appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"This is our child! Gently, he is our child!"

Bai lightly glanced at Lu Zhizhi's expression, and then patted Chu Xuan's back to reassure him.

"Mr. Lu, that's all for today. I hope you can complete this matter as soon as possible. As for Miss Li, she will recover tonight."

Having said that, the implication is to let him leave.

"I hope you will keep your promise, and get the medicine to cure her."

Lu Zhiyao didn't stay long, he turned around and left the room with a smile on his face.

"Gentle, how did he go? Where is our child going?"

"You're wrong again, Brother Chu, we don't have any children."

"Yes?"

...

"Can you tell me about growing flowers?"

A Tao turned to look at Lu Zhiyao and suddenly remembered something.

"Of course, we just talked about the flowers that women like. In fact, we still have to ask that person..."

The rain was bursting, and the pea-sized raindrops hit the delicate petals in the courtyard, making a crackling sound.

Occasionally, some flowers were knocked down and washed into the soil, but some stood tenaciously in the rain, growing alone and tenaciously.