Qing Nineteen didn't eat or drink, and lost a lot of weight, almost skinny, and new gossip was being made up in the market.
Seeing him like this, Qing Si was very worried, and almost believed the gossip: "Nineteen, let's talk. It's not because of Second Young Master that you..."
Qing Nineteen was helpless: "No, no, I just can't eat, and it doesn't matter to anyone."
Qingsi sighed: "If you can't eat it, you have to take two bites. Look at yourself, I'm afraid you will fall down if you go outside and be blown by the wind."
Qing Nineteen's belly slander: How can she be so thin and exaggerated, the flesh on her stomach can be squeezed into two layers.
He straightened up stealthily, glanced at his abdomen, worried: it seemed to be bigger.
Qingsi really treats Qingjiu as a junior in the family, because he has a poor appetite, so he tries his best to get him some fresh food to taste.
As the reunion banquet is approaching, the kitchen is developing new dishes for the banquet, and there are many leftovers every day, so Qingsi greets the kitchen, picks a few dishes and brings them back to Qingjiu, as well as some melons, fruits and pastries. , together with a few blocks.
Qing Jiujiu was grateful for his kindness to her, no matter how poor her appetite was, she would take a few mouthfuls, but her complexion improved.
Three nights before the reunion banquet, Qing Nineteen was woken up from the bed by Qing Si, without even opening his eyes, he was dragged out of the door.
He was so sleepy that he was unconscious, and Qing Si knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head.
Are you going to kill me? he thought in a daze. Then kill me, whatever you love, just let me sleep well.
As a result, I heard Qing Si beside me excitedly say: "His Royal Highness Qinglong bless you, gods and Buddhas bless you, let Nineteen get well soon."
Qinglong
Qing Nineteen reluctantly opened his eyelids, his vision changed from blurred to clear - only to see that although it was night, the sky was full of rays of light, ostriches were circling and singing, and Sanskrit sounds were faintly chanting between the sky and the earth.
The image of great auspiciousness and great auspiciousness.
Passing by the pool in the morning, the fence was surrounded by excited house slaves, Qing Jiujiu looked in through the gap, and saw golden lotuses in full bloom in the pool, shining with rainbow light.
The lotus in this pond has long since died, but thanks to Qinglong's blessing, it bloomed back to golden lotus.
"The news has spread throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths, and the Eastern Azure Dragon has appeared in this world. If so, the four gods will return to their place!"
"I heard that when His Royal Highness Phoenix came to the world, the auspicious omen lasted for three days. This time, Qinglong came to the world, and it happened to coincide with the reunion banquet..."
"That's really a good thing, what a coincidence!"
Qing Nineteen walked away holding the tray, thinking: less than three days away.
The sunlight flickers outside the window, and the shadows of flowers move forward during the banquet. Soon it will be the day of the reunion banquet.
The omen of auspiciousness has not yet dissipated, and the sky is still full of sunshine. Outside the Siyuan Palace in the East, there is an eighteen-wheeled chariot parked.
Kong Ling came out from Siyuan Palace, and the waiter led him down the long steps: "Young master, hurry up, Your Highness is waiting."
Kong Ling glanced at the car under the steps, and asked softly, "Just one car?"
The waiter bowed his head respectfully: "It is His Highness's intention."
Kong Ling got into the car silently, glanced over the man in the fancy dress on the main seat, and sat down quietly by the window.
Only Qinglong said: "Let's go."
Eighteen drove a luan car into the clouds and walked towards the clouds.
In the silence, Qinglong said: "You don't have to worry, I will explain everything to Peacock."
Kong Ling whispered: "...Thank you, Your Highness."
…
The reunion banquet is a big event, in order to welcome this day, Peacock Mansion has been repaired from top to bottom, giving it a new look, the red velvet carpet is spread from the gate all the way to Cuishan Terrace, and the faces of the slaves who come and go are all happy.
Qing Nineteen had been looking forward to this day for a long time, but at the end of it, she was unable to get out of bed because of the abdominal pain, and curled up in the quilt to cry.
Half hurt, half angry.
Qi this untimely disease.
Qingsi invited the doctor, but the doctor still didn't notice anything, and only prescribed a prescription for the abdominal pain, and asked him to drink and sleep.
"You don't want to eat, do you know why you have abdominal pain? It's because you don't eat and your stomach is starving."
Qing Si was extremely busy today, so he managed to find time to come back and take a look at Qing Shijiu. Seeing his weak appearance, he was very worried: "What the hell did you suffer in Xiaochunzhuang, and why did you come back like this? ?”
He didn't know about Lingshan, and Qing Shijiu couldn't tell.
The medicine boy left by the doctor outside boiled the medicine and brought it in: "You can drink it."
Qingsi thanked him, gave him a silver bean, Yaotong held it in his hand, and left happily.
"Drink the medicine."
Qing Shijiu didn't dare to be willful, so he got up obediently and poured water.
Qingsi can't stay for too long, he is ready to leave after drinking the medicine: "You have a good rest."
As if thinking of something suddenly, he took out a red envelope from his sleeve pocket: "I just lost my fortune, this is yours."
Qing Shijiu took the red envelope, saw the word "Reunion" written on it, and thought of the person who taught him how to read, his eyes turned red again.
"I won't have a stomachache in a while, can I go to Cuishan Terrace?"
Qingsi thought for a while: "Okay, just stay by the door when you go, so that I can find you."
Qing Nineteen nodded and lay down.
Qingsi tucked him in the quilt, and was hurriedly dragged away as soon as he went out.
"Fourth in charge, there are distinguished guests visiting. Master Peacock said that the layout of the Cuishan Terrace needs to be changed. Two tables are placed at the main table. Come with me..."
The bowl of medicine for abdominal pain probably has the effect of helping sleep, and Qing Jiujiu fell asleep as soon as he lay down.
The result was a nightmare.
Cuishan Terrace.
The delicacies and flowing water are generally sent to the hall, unlike the usual laughter and laughter of the reunion banquet, no one speaks at the table, only silk and bamboo music is left.
Everyone was looking at the person in the main seat openly and secretly. The main seat made an exception and set up two tables, one for the owner of the Peacock Mansion, and one for Kong Ling and a man in a dark green dress.
The man's appearance is more handsome than the number one beauty in the cloud beside him, with a high nose and thin lips, and sharp arcs at the end of his eyes. He lowered his eyes to drink tea, and when he raised his eyes, he revealed a pair of cold blue vertical pupils. Everyone inexplicably felt chills down their backs, and hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at him again.
The people in the seat didn't know what to say, the man in the dark green dress and Mr. Peacock stood up one after another, and even the people in the whole hall stood up for no reason.
The music stopped immediately.
The man in dark green and fine clothes walked down the long steps without much hesitation, and left Cuishan Terrace under the fearful and curious eyes of everyone.
Master Peacock nodded Kong Ling: "Follow me!"
Kong Ling rolled her eyes: "Why should I follow?"
Master Peacock was puzzled: "As his wife, why don't you follow suit!"
Kong Ling sat down by herself: "If you want to follow him, you can go by yourself. I won't go anyway."
"you!"
Mr. Peacock was so angry that he had a headache, thinking that he really couldn't help his father. Xiao Jiu's temper became worse and worse.
Everyone in the hall sat down one after another, and the music sounded, but the song was changed, and the atmosphere became much more lively.
"That one just now, is it really Qinglong?"
"Can this be fake? Didn't you see the ostentation of Siyuan Palace!"
"I still don't quite believe it. How did Lord Lingshan transform into a green dragon? Isn't Lord Lingshan just an old man?"
The second wife, who had listened carefully, sighed to Kong Shen: "Xiao Jiu is really lucky."
Kong Shen looked out of his mind, the second wife stopped looking at him, and turned to talk to Miss Kong Fourth.
Miss Kong Si was sulking, and her red nails pinched out marks on the hibiscus fruit in her hand.
The second lady probably knew what she was angry about. Kong Si once told her triumphantly that Master Peacock intended to promise her to Lord Lingshan, but she got wind of it in advance and acted coquettishly and crying in front of Master Peacock, which made him change his mind. I made up my mind and replaced it with Kong Ling.
Hey, it's all life.
The second lady gave up her thoughts of looking for someone to talk to, and raised her chopsticks to taste the food in front of her.
…
Qing Jiujiu struggled out of a chaotic dream, feeling flustered and dizzy, when someone grabbed her hand.
"lady."
He blinked blankly: "Lingshan?"
At this moment, it seems that I am still in a dream, maybe it is a dream within a dream. He couldn't tell the difference, but tears fell down. He pulled his clenched hand to his cheek and said with aggrieved and full of attachment: "I miss you so much, I want to see you so much."
Lord Lingshan said "hmm".
"I don't know if you will come to the reunion banquet, but I want to see you, I want to go to Cuishantai to serve, and I can take a look at you when you come. But my stomach hurts and I can't get up. I just want to stay away Just looking at you, but I can't get up..."
He cried tears all over his face, which were gently wiped away.
"I'm sorry, I lied to you, I'm not Kong Ling, I'm Qingque. You are so kind, I couldn't help it, I fell in love with you. You, can you forgive me?"
Ling Shanjun said softly: "Do you know what's wrong?"
Qing Jiujiu pressed against his hand, nodded several times, let out a deep breath, tears fell down again.
"I'm wrong? Anyone can take you away, huh?"
Qing Nineteen shook his head.
"Do you know how angry I was when I went back and saw Kong Ling?"
Qing Nineteen didn't quite understand this sentence, his head was still dazed, he couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, he only knew how to hold Lord Lingshan's hand.
"Do you dare next time?"
After Qing Nineteen heard this sentence clearly, she hurriedly shook her head.
Ling Shanjun sighed, lifted him up together with the quilt, and hugged him into his arms.
"I miss you too."
Ling Shanjun hugged him and looked at him carefully, his brows gradually furrowed. Qing Shijiu didn't eat well or sleep well during these days, and her whole body was visibly lethargic and emaciated.
Qingsi's description of falling down when the wind blows is really not just talking casually.
Lingshan Jun's hand got into the soft quilt and stopped when he touched Qing Jiujiu's lower abdomen, the palm of his hand was condensed with a blue light.
He scolded in a low voice: "Are you going to torture your mother to death?"
…
This year's reunion banquet seemed destined to be unsettled. After the banquet, they went to Lanxiang Pavilion to enjoy the dance music as usual. Master Peacock ordered Kong Ling not to do so, so he had to ask his most promising eldest son to invite Qinglong to the banquet.
He began to teach Kong Ling a lesson: "You and him are husband and wife, not enemies! What's wrong with you looking for him! With your temper, do you want to make enemies with Qinglong!"
Kong Ling crossed her legs, with a look on her face that you don't understand: "I'm going to invite you to settle the grievance."
After a while, Kong Jing's confidants came back to look for Master Peacock: "His Royal Highness Qinglong is in Senyuan, please go over."
Master Peacock is baffled.
Mori? Isn't that where the house slaves live
Master Peacock left in a hurry, Kong Ling reversed her hesitant attitude just now, brushed off her sleeves, and followed. Immediately afterwards, people left the table to follow.
The second wife was full of curiosity and pushed Kong Shen: "Where have they all gone? Let's go and see too."
The couple left the banquet together.
All the nobles who left the table looked at each other outside the Senyuan, and the waiters of Siyuan Palace surrounded the Senyuan, no one dared to approach without authorization.
Fortunately, the gate of the courtyard is open, and the situation inside can be vaguely seen.
When Qingsi arrived, there was a thump in his heart, there was no one else, because the only light in the forest courtyard was on, and the room of Lord Peacock and Eldest Prince stood at the door, which was Qing Jiujiu's residence.
What did Qing Nineteen do
He was flustered, thinking of the night when Qinglong Xiangrui appeared in the world.
That night, he should not only ask for Nineteen's health, but also his luck. He has encountered a lot of bad things recently.
Qing Si was about to inquire about the house slave who came first, when someone said: "Come out!"
Qingsi followed the prestige and saw a tall figure stepping out of the room, wearing a golden crown and fine attire, it was Qinglong. What is eye-catching is that he is holding a soft quilt in his arms, and there is obviously a person hidden in the soft quilt. Everyone is staring closely, but only a hair can be seen.
Qinglong politely nodded to the peacock: "I will take my wife one step ahead."
Master Peacock still hasn't woken up from the conversation just now, and nodded in a daze: "Okay, okay."
The attendants of Siyuan Palace broke a path and left with Qinglong in their arms.
After everyone had left, there were whispers around: "What's the situation? Kong Ling is here, which one is Qinglong holding?"
A nobleman invited a house slave to join in the fun, ordered the room where Qinglong came out, and asked, "Whose room is this?"
The house slave was terrified, and whispered back: "This is Qingque's."
"..."
The second wife really didn't understand the current situation, she turned her head to look at her husband, but saw him staring in the direction of the door with blank eyes.
That same day, new rumors spread in Ye Mansion: Xin Qing Nineteen, you can also fly to the branches.
…
The next day Qingjiu woke up, only to feel that the exhaustion that had plagued him for a long time was swept away, and when he turned over, he saw a familiar window, a familiar couch, and a familiar person.
His eyes widened in surprise.
The person on the couch is usually dressed in yellowed cloth, and his black hair is tied loosely with a ribbon, spreading on his back like running water. The man seemed to have heard the movement, turned around, and it was the side face that he had traced thousands of times in his heart day and night.
It just seemed... something was different.
"Woke up?"
When he laughed, there was a gentle light in his pupils.
☆, extra
Qing Jiujiu sat beside the bed, staring at the carved silver basin by his hand, with a complicated expression.
He spent the past six months really wonderfully. First, he married Lingshan on behalf of Kong Ling, and then he learned that the Lord of Lingshan was Qinglong, and then... he somehow gave birth to offspring for Qinglong.
Qing Nineteen still remembered the embarrassment of that day.
After Qinglong came into the world, he could no longer live in Lingshan, so he took him back to the Eastern Siyuan Palace, and the three gods came to visit together. Only after meeting Qing Nineteen did they discover that the so-called "Xiaobai" and "Xiaowu" were actually Baihu and Xuanwu among the four gods.
Bai Hu shook his head and sighed: "I forgot to take a pseudonym in advance that day, so I casually called Xiaobai. Every time I think about it, the more I think about it, the more embarrassing I become."
Qinglong said: "It doesn't matter if you just say that you are the God of the West."
Xuanwu patted him on the shoulder: "The three gods from the north, the west, and the south are gathered together, and the ostentation is too big. Aren't you hiding your name? Of course, the brothers must help cover it up."
Qing Nineteen blushed, thinking that even if you didn't hide it, I wouldn't be able to guess it.
It took him ten days to accept that Lord Lingshan was Qinglong.
Siyuan Palace is huge, and there is a land that is exactly the same as Lingshan Mansion. When Qing Jiu was taken away by Qinglong for the first time, he also saw Xiaoyu, who gave him another shark tear.
The five of them walked here while chatting, there was no waiter to serve them, so they brought food from the kitchen spontaneously, and Xuanwu also dug a few jars of wine from under the tree.
"Is it your kitchen again today?"
Qinglong raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Baihu with cold vertical pupils: "What?"
Bai Hu pretended to click his tongue: "I'm tired of eating."
So when he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, the silver chopsticks in his hand broke out of thin air.
"You're stingy!" Bai Hu was not annoyed, he held a bowl in front of Qing Jiujiu with a smile on his face, "Sister-in-law, help me get some, I want to eat fish."
Fenghuang frowned and threw a fish into his bowl: "Don't seek death."
Qing Nineteen: "..."
I am somewhat envious of such friendship.
Qing Shijiu had some faint abdominal pain since the morning, because he felt that he could still bear it, so he didn't make a sound, fearing that he would drink another bowl of medicine juice down his stomach. There were many dishes on the table, but he didn't eat much. In order to avoid being discovered by Qinglong, he secretly chewed a mouthful for a long time before swallowing it. When he caught a glimpse of the people around him stopping their chopsticks, he pretended to stop.
After the meal, a few people wandered around, Qing Jiujiu led Qinglong and fell to the end.
He has walked this road a thousand or eight hundred times recently, and the scenery along the way is engraved in his mind. At this moment, the breeze was blowing across the water, Qing Jiujiu felt sleepy, so he simply hugged Qinglong's arm and closed his eyes, letting him lead him forward.
People around me asked, "Are you sleepy?"
Qing Nineteen rubbed his arm and nodded a few times.
Qinglong said: "Then let's see off the guests."
Very ruthless.
Qing Jiujiu followed him to see off the guests, and when he crossed the second threshold, his footsteps stopped, and his expression suddenly became strange.
Qinglong noticed it: "What's wrong?"
The three people in front also turned their heads. Qing Nineteen smiled stiffly: "It's okay."
Qinglong frowned: "Where is the discomfort?"
Xuanwu at the front said caringly: "There is no need to send it away, don't we know the way to Siyuan Palace?"
Qinglong nodded to them, picked Qingjiu up in his arms, and walked to the bedroom.
After walking a certain distance, Qinglong said: "They can't hear, what's wrong with you?"
Qing Nineteen's face turned red, and he hesitated: "Back...something came out from behind."
The more you speak, the quieter you are.
Qinglong was stunned: "Why are there still? I didn't clean up last night?"
Qing Jiu covered her face and didn't want to say anything.
However, Qinglong suddenly remembered something, and his face became serious: "Madam, do you have abdominal pain today?"
Qing Jiujiu was startled, Qinglong understood his expression, his feet spun around, and disappeared in the same place holding Qing Jiujiu in the blink of an eye.
Siyuan Palace, Jingquan.
The waiter knelt on the ground, and Qinglong walked through with his wife in his arms, without looking at it, and only left a sentence: "Close the gate of Jingquan, and no one is allowed to enter."
When Qing Jiutou came back here, he couldn't help being very curious. He was still looking around when Qinglong undressed him.
There is a pool of water in the middle, the water surface is dense with mist, the stones around the pool are piled up randomly, and a stubborn weed emerges from the gap, looking like no one has taken care of it.
There is such a place in Siyuan Palace.
Qinglong untied him until only his shirt was left, and carried him into the pool.
Qing Nineteen was shivering from the cold, Qinglong patted him on the back comfortingly, and sat him on his lap.
"This is the first cup of water in the world, the origin of thousands of rivers, lakes and seas in the Three Realms and Six Paths." Qinglong said to him, "I was born here."
Qing Jiujiu lifted up his palm in surprise and took a closer look, but he didn't find anything special, so he asked with some doubts, "Why did you bring me here?"
"Because the second green dragon in the world is about to be born." Qinglong covered Qing Jiujiu's abdomen with his hand, and said softly and gently, "Nineteen, it's here with you."
Qing Nineteen: "...?"
Qinglong kissed him: "I didn't joke with you, it was in your belly, and it tortured you during the time you were in the Peacock Mansion. The little Qinglong is too domineering, without me guarding it, it has no sense of proportion."
Qing Nineteen still couldn't believe it: "You mean, I, I'm pregnant?"
"Ok."
Qing Jiujiu leaned into Qinglong's arms in a daze: "... I can still conceive?"
The next day, the sky was filled with rays of light again, ostriches announced the good news, Sanskrit sounds were sung between heaven and earth, and golden lotuses bloomed in the pool of Siyuan Palace.
Qing Nineteen clung to Qinglong's arms wearily, and muttered, "How long will we stay in this water?"
"Wait for another five days." Qinglong patted his back, as if coaxing a child, "You have worn out too much, and it has just been born. The clean spring is very beneficial to you."
Hearing "it", Qing Jiujiu tried his best to open his eyelids, and his eyes wandered around: "Is it my son or my daughter?"
Qinglong laughed softly: "It's just having fun, it's Tiaoxiong's."
Qing Nineteen stretched out his hand to hit the water surface a few times, and actually called Xiao Qinglong over. A small one, not as long as chopsticks, gnawing around Qing Jiujiu's forefinger to play with his own tail.
Qing Jiujiu was full of tenderness: "...this child, why does he look like an earthworm?"
Xiao Qinglong bit his mother and swam away angrily.
"Hiss." Qing Nineteen was surprised, "It understands? Why do you still have teeth?"
Qinglong smiled sullenly: "After all, after the four gods, his mind will be opened at birth, and in a few days, he will be able to transform."
Five days later, the gate of Jingquan was opened.
Qing Nineteen's first-hand husband and first-hand son walked out of the gate, only to see a crowd of waiters kneeling under the long steps, congratulating the little Qinglong on his birth in unison.
When walking through the crowd, Qing Jiujiu caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
He patted Qinglong: "Did that come to our house when we were in the world?"
Qinglong nodded, with a cold face: "He used to be my sword servant boy, because he made a big mistake, he was punished to sweep it."
Qing Jiujiu thought of his previous experience in the Peacock Mansion, and felt like he was the same as a fallen person in the end of the world. But he didn't say much, Qinglong's decision can't be wrong.
…
Just as Qing Jiu and his son in the silver basin were looking at each other, Qing Long came out from behind the bead curtain.
He was dressed in a black costume, wearing a golden crown, with distinct sideburns, handsome and solemn.
"Linyuanhai has sent a lot of invitations back, so it's inappropriate to see you again." Qinglong stretched out his hand towards Qing Jiujiu, who was dressed in the same finery as himself, "It's time for them to pay respects to you, madam."
Qing Jiu smiled and held her hand, and walked out of the bedroom door together with him.
Xiao Qinglong leaned on the edge of the silver basin, watching the backs of his parents going away.
In the following many, many years, he often saw the back of this pair.
never changed.