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But he was still a step too late, and the tip of her tongue had already touched him.
Lu Shiqing was so frightened that he almost ran away with his trousers pulled up. Fortunately, Yuan Cixian reacted quickly and let go of his hand in time, so he did not break it.
After this scare, all the courage she had prepared was gone. Recalling the strange touch just now, she looked at him with some embarrassment and anger: "Can't you stop being so jumpy and tell me to be quiet..." So she helped him.
She was full of energy at first, but then it declined and finally she was exhausted. Now she has no energy at all.
Lu Shiqing's mind flashed over and over again the scene of the tender little tongue emerging from between the white teeth and red lips. He then recalled the stimulation of the brief touch and endured it with a painful look on his face, "How come you learn everything..."
Yuan Cihan thought that she had read through all the fire avoidance maps that she had brought as a dowry while he was not at home, and she had seen everything in the world, but she had never tried it because she was a little resistant to it. Just now, when she saw that he was in a hurry but still cared about her, she was moved and had an idea.
In the end, he disliked me.
She pouted unhappily: "Then I won't learn it."
Lu Shiqing knew that she had misunderstood and wanted to explain to her, but the flames on his body were jumping so fast that he could not hold it back any longer, so he said, "Wait a moment." After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly towards the bathroom.
Yuan Cixian nodded dejectedly and waited for two incense sticks before she saw him come out. He had regained his composure.
Seeing her aggrieved face, Lu Shiqing climbed onto the bed, propped himself up on his elbows and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"
Yuan Cixian was not one to hide her thoughts, so she looked at him and said, "You don't like me learning those things?"
"I like it." He was silent for a moment, then stroked her lower lip with his thumb, "But I don't want you to be like this."
It should be said that I couldn't bear to see her like this.
Hearing the rare tenderness in his tone, Yuan Cixian roughly understood the reason for his refusal and said, "I don't think it's dirty..."
"I know."
But it was enough for him to know.
She said "Okay" in a sullen tone, stretched out her hand to pull the quilt over her, and when she closed her eyes, she felt someone approach her and whispered in her ear, "If you really want to come, I should come first."
"… "
Yuan Cixian understood the deep meaning of his words and couldn't help but shiver all over. Then he asked leisurely, "Why are you shivering?"
She gritted her teeth and twisted his arm: "Who's shaking? It's the fetus moving, the fetus moving!"
Lu Shiqing said "Oh" and touched his chin.
What a big fetal movement.
*
Although the night passed peacefully, Yuan Cixian's behavior did cause ripples in Lu Shiqing's heart, causing him to lose his former airs and only want to treat her well, even to the best of his ability.
A few days later, it was his turn to take a day off. He was working in his study when he heard from the servants that Yuan Cixian was asking someone to prepare water so that he could bathe her hair during the day when it was warmer and less likely to catch a cold. So he asked the servants to tell her to wait in the courtyard for him to bathe her hair.
Lu Shiqing finished his work and picked up a stack of important documents on the table. Just as he was about to leave, he heard three knocks on the door at the other end of the secret passage. He stopped, turned around and opened the mechanism. Sure enough, he saw Zheng Zhuo coming from the other end of the secret door.
Before this, Cai He was in trouble. In order to prevent King Ping from becoming suspicious of the identity of the fake Xu Shan, this secret passage was abandoned for a long time. It was not until the crisis was resolved that it was used again by the two men.
Lu Shiqing was thinking about Yuan Cixian, so he spoke quickly: "I rarely have a day off, and you still come to visit me?"
Zheng Zhuo was choked by his blunt and unfriendly tone. He looked behind him and asked, "Why, did I disturb you?"
What good things can he do now? After inviting him in, he said, "Nothing good, she is just waiting for me to wash her hair."
Zheng Zhuo almost stumbled when he heard this, and asked in surprise, "Have all your maids received their wages and left?"
Lu Shiqing glanced at him and said calmly: "What do you know."
This is called the interest between husband and wife. He has just learned it recently.
Zheng Zhuo thought that this lonely old man might really not understand. The concubines forced into his mansion by Emperor Huining were either just flower vases or spies to monitor him, and were not worth his attention.
He thought for a moment and said, "Then go and get busy first, don't make her wait anxiously."
Lu Shiqing thought he was quite considerate after hearing the first half of his sentence, but when he finished, he felt uncomfortable. Why, he cared about Yuan Cixian
Seeing the frost on his face, Zheng Zhuo knew what he was thinking and patted his shoulder: "I care about my godson."
Lu Shiqing sneered at him.
Who said his son wanted to recognize him as his godfather? Besides, how did he know it was definitely his son
He glanced at him, knowing that he would not come to see him for no reason, and that he must have brought some news, so he asked, "Is the news important? If no one will die in two sticks of incense, I will go first."
Zheng Zhuo laughed: "You won't die. I'll wait for you here. Bring me a pot of tea. Make sure it's tasty. And bring out the five woods. This will help me kill some time by myself."
Lu Shiqing looked at him helplessly. A proper prince, but he liked gambling. But in the end, he gave him the tea and the five woods, and then went around to the backyard to find Yuan Cixian.
Yuan Cixian didn't know Zheng Zhuo was visiting. Seeing that Lu Shiqing took a long time to come, she sat in the corridor and complained, "If you don't come, I can wash it myself!"
Lu Shiqing coughed softly and looked back at the back window of the study. He didn't know if Zheng Zhuo inside had heard his shameless words, so he said, "Something delayed me."
She stopped complaining and asked, "What are you doing in the courtyard?"
He pointed at the sun in the sky and said, "The weather is good, let's bask in the sun." Then he called her to the patio, "Come."
Yuan Cihan really didn't like staying stuck in the house. It was a rare warm day in November, so when she went out to the porch and basked in the sun, she felt extremely comfortable and her temper disappeared. She lay down on the beauty chair that the servant had prepared in advance with a smile on her face.
Lu Shiqing walked around to the back of the bench, took off the hairpin on her head, loosened her long hair with one hand, and picked up a ladle with the other.
Yuan Cixian squinted her eyes like a cat and lazily reminded, "My hair is very dirty."
Because it was cold, Lu Shiqing was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he didn't let her bathe often. He didn't care if her hair was a little dirty, and he still leaned on her vigorously at night.
Lu Shiqing scratched her scalp gently: "I know." But he had no intention of stopping.
Yuan Cihan thought to herself that things change over time. She had spent less than a year getting Lu Shiqing, and now she could have him serve her for the next thirty to fifty years. It was such a good deal.
Lu Shiqing didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing her lips curled up and she looked very satisfied, he felt that this leisurely life was really comfortable. He couldn't help but smile along. He scooped a ladle of sapodilla water from the bucket and wet her hair, asking, "Is it cool?"
Yuan Cixian closed her eyes and shook her head: "Just right."
After a few scoops of water, he began to rub her hair. Perhaps because of the just right strength and the sun, Yuan Cixian soon felt sleepy and said in a daze, "If I fall asleep, take me back. Be careful not to crush the baby."
Lu Shiqing kept moving his hands and smiled faintly: "Aren't you afraid of suppressing me?"
Yuan Cixian suddenly sobered up and opened her eyes and asked, "Do you think I'm too heavy?"
Before he could answer, he saw her mouth droop: "Who did I work so hard to be pregnant for ten months? Now, my figure is out of shape, my face is fat, and I am despised by this future father..."
Lu Shiqing knew at a glance that she hadn't acted for a long time, and he felt itchy in his heart, and pulled the corner of his mouth and said: "If I dislike you, who will give birth to a child for me?"
"You're still greedy. I've finally given you peace and security, and I've found a pair that suits your taste!" Yuan Cixian tilted her head and scolded him.
He twisted her head back: "Don't move." Then he continued, "What if you give birth to a boy and a girl? I still feel uncomfortable."
“…” Specious arguments!
The two chatted until the time Lu Shiqing and Zheng Zhuo agreed on was over. Fortunately, Zheng Zhuo was sitting by the back window, and could see everything in the courtyard through the lattice window. Seeing that he had not finished washing, he did not rush. However, it was a bit boring to play with Wumu alone, so he looked up at them from time to time.
He saw two symmetrical locust trees planted in the courtyard. Their leaves had all fallen off, and they looked a bit bleak at first. But when illuminated by the warm sun of mid-winter, they inexplicably exuded a bit of vitality, as if they were covered in thick green.
Looking at the two people who were making a fuss under the tree, Yuan Cixian seemed to be irritated by Lu Shiqing. She flicked her two fingers and flicked a bit of soapberry foam from her hair onto the tip of his nose.
Lu Shiqing was tricked and laughed in anger. He raised his hand to wipe it off, but he hesitated for a moment, as if because his hands were covered with slippery soapberries.
Seeing this, Yuan Cixian smiled and picked out a handkerchief from her sleeve, then tilted her neck and stretched out her arm to help him wipe it gently.
He vaguely heard her say, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore."
Lu Shiqing looked like he was suffering from a great deal of hatred but he endured it silently and continued to rub her.
He retracted his gaze at this, lowered his head to look at the pale golden sunlight falling on the window coffin, pursed his lips and smiled, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
Washing someone's hair seems to be a really interesting thing.
*
About an incense stick of time passed before Lu Shiqing finished washing Yuan Cixian's hair. He wiped her hair twice with a towel and said, "It's not dry enough. Ask someone to wipe it for you later."
Yuan Cixian turned around and looked at him unhappily: "People are sending Buddha to the west, but you are abandoning me halfway!"
He smiled helplessly: "It's been too long, someone is waiting for me in the study."
"who?"
He pointed to the back window of the study and motioned for her to look for herself.
Yuan Cixian looked in the direction he pointed and saw Zheng Zhuo sitting on the other side of the open window, sipping tea from the teacup in his hand. Noticing her gaze, he turned his head, nodded at her and greeted her with a faint smile.
"… "
Such a big prince was sitting not far away, but she was lying there arrogantly. This was incredible. Yuan Cixian subconsciously wanted to prop herself up and sit up straight, but saw Zheng Zhuo making a gesture, signaling her not to move.
Lu Shiqing also held her down: "Why are you being so polite to him?"
Yuan Cixian thought that he was too rude. If she had known that Zheng Zhuogan was waiting, she would not have kept him for so long. She wrinkled her nose at him and said, "Why don't you go quickly?"
Lu Shiqing sent someone to take her back, then got up and went back to the study. He saw a servant coming into the courtyard of Zheng Zhuoyin, and he quickly closed the window tightly. He glared at him and said, "You picked a good position to spy on me."
Zheng Zhuo smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment from Minister Lu. I have learned the art of war fairly well."
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Zheng Zhuo stopped laughing and said in a serious tone, "Something happened to the Uighurs."
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