Early the next morning.
Zhao Qing slowly opened his eyes and looked to his side.
The jade body is laid out horizontally, and the slender arms are intertwined.
Shu Yue was exhausted last night and hid in Qing Huan's arms early.
At this moment, she was frowning slightly, sleeping soundly on Qing Huan's arm.
Zhao Qing put on his clothes and stood up slowly.
His consciousness reached out and scanned the scene in the quiet room.
My aunt is still meditating with her eyes closed, her expression calm.
After thinking for a moment, he went straight to the bedroom to get hot water, took off his wife's velvet towel, and returned to the underground palace.
Zhao Qing wet the velvet towel, then took Qing Huan's delicate body into his arms, and gently wiped away the dark color between the woman's eyebrows.
Shuyue would wipe her eyebrows every night and paint them again the next day.
But Qing Huan was different, she was reluctant to...
Feeling the coolness between her brows, Gu Qinghuan opened her beautiful eyes.
What you see is the owner's eyes full of tenderness.
This was the first time that she could see the eyes of her sweetheart when she woke up.
Zhao Qing's expression moved slightly.
Even he himself didn't know what was happening, the panel appeared in front of him.
【Gu Qinghuan】
[Bond: Intimacy]
The woman's eyes were like water, gradually becoming crystal clear...
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In a quiet room.
The gentle early sun came through the window, and the woman in brocade robe slowly opened her eyes.
There were faint sounds of conversation in the courtyard.
Zhou Xiaoyi looked soothed. After a night of thinking, she had put the matter of Nanze and Danfang behind her.
Then he thought about his own situation.
Zhao Qing should be thinking about himself, but he also has some sense of propriety...
Thinking of the tranquility throughout the night, the woman's eyes gradually softened.
The cold wind coming towards me, the rise and fall of the official road beneath me, and the man's hot breath came to mind again...
Fortunately, he was wearing a robe, so there was no skin-to-skin contact, so it wasn't too overstepping.
At this time, there was a knock on the door in the quiet room.
Boom, boom, boom.
Wang Shuyue's clear voice echoed: "Xiaoyi, have you had a rest? My husband asked me to call you to eat!"
A smile appeared on Zhou Xiaoyi's lips, she stood up and opened the door, taking Shu Yue's little hand.
"I haven't tasted Shuyue's porridge yet. I've been thinking about it for a long time."
The two looked at each other and smiled, then walked to the main room together.
Her beautiful eyes swept over the scene in the courtyard, and the wind and snow had passed.
Everything you see is covered in silver.
The remnants of last night's fireworks were dotted here, and the morning glow was a bit dazzling.
Entering the main room, Zhao Qing and his concubine were already seated.
On the small round table, four bowls of thick white porridge were steaming. The aroma of the meatloaf on the bamboo plate was wafting, and there were specks of oil.
She bent slightly and smiled at Zhao Qing: "Thank you for the hospitality, Xiaoyi is welcome."
Wang Shuyue took out her little hand and pressed it on the wooden chair.
He said crisply: "These are my husband's favorite foods. I also baked egg cakes, waiting for me to pick them up!"
Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flashed, and she wanted to take out her bamboo chopsticks from the spiritual ring, but after a little hesitation, she directly picked up the chopsticks on the table.
The white porridge goes into the throat, a little hot, and the fragrance is overflowing.
Although pancakes are a common food, they go very well with winter mornings.
Listening to the whispers of the two women in my ears, I saw Zhao Qing gently combing his concubine's hair...
She couldn't help but think of the chaos at home, which was so different from the warmth and peace in front of her.
Unknowingly, the woman's heart was filled with ripples.
…
Zhao Qing looked at Zhou Xiaoyi. Judging from the girl's demeanor... she didn't seem so cold today.
He said: "Xiaoyi, when did the incident in Nanze happen?"
The woman slowly raised her head and put down her chopsticks.
After Zhou Xiaoyi chewed her food carefully, she opened her red lips and said, "The beautiful girl from Tianxiang Tower is still in the city."
Zhao Qing:......
I asked Nanze, are you talking about a brothel?
Fuck my mentality, right?
"Why did Lu Daoshen take action? I wonder if Danxia will be affected?"
…
Zhou Xiaoyi picked up the bamboo chopsticks again, picked up a piece of fried cake, and placed it on the plate in front of Shu Yue.
Then Yu held the bowl in his hand and took a sip.
Then he replied: "In Changshui County on the fifteenth day... there will be a Lantern Festival."
Zhao Qing's eyes flickered.
Where did you learn this nonsense?
He slowly smiled and whispered: "I wonder what the name of the elixir you are looking for is, I'll pay attention to it in the future."
Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flashed.
"The cold weather is about to end, and the water in Changchang will thaw soon. During the Lantern Festival, you can sail on a boat to the lake. Miss Xiu invites me to go with you."
Zhao Qing was silent.
At first, he thought the other party was replying to him, but when he thought about it carefully...
Isn’t this giving away for free?
What's wrong with auntie? I haven't started laning yet, why is this happening?
With my aunt's IQ, she shouldn't be able to conquer it directly on her own, right?
He smiled and said: "Our family will also go to the Lantern Festival, maybe we will have a chance to meet."
…
It didn't take long for the four people to eat up the fried cakes on the bamboo plate.
Wang Shuyue's bright eyes flashed with cunning, and she said crisply: "Husband, I'm going to clean up the bedroom!"
Zhao Qing instantly received his wife's signal.
Qing Huan has already rolled up her sleeves and is preparing to clear away the dinner plates...
"Qing Huan, I haven't handed in this month's Qi Gathering Pill yet. Go and catch up."
Zhao Qing pressed her cold delicate hand directly.
Gu Qinghuan was startled for a moment, then nodded and said softly: "Qinghuan forgot, Master, don't blame me."
The next moment, there was only one man and one woman left in the main room.
Zhou Xiaoyi narrowed her beautiful eyes and scanned the mess on the table. She stood up and said with a smile: "You are interesting, why are you like this?"
She straightened up her sleeves generously and picked up the dishes on the table.
He walked slowly to the courtyard.
The falling snow on the eaves melted silently and turned into a clear spring...
The slender green onion fingers moved together and reached into the porridge bowl full of leftover soup.
The delicate spiritual ring was stained with sticky soup and had a strange luster.
The exquisite figure leans forward slightly, with black silk hanging down, covering her beautiful face.
As the white jade-like lotus-rooted arms trembled slightly, the ring around his waist jingled.
The early sun is shining on the earth, and the cold wind is blowing.
The thin snow is like satin, and the morning glow is like silk.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Xiaoyi put away the clean tableware.
He looked back at Zhao Qing, arranging the black hair behind his ears with delicate hands.
Their eyes touched.
The cold fairy who usually doesn't even eat, now has her sleeves rolled up, and her fingertips are dripping with cold...
It's like breaking some kind of taboo.
Zhao Qing's mind moved slightly, and he suddenly realized something.
I... was teased! ?
Zhou Xiaoyi looked at him and said softly: "I have returned to the Xueyi Building, and I can summon you at any time."
