The bell rang at three o'clock in the morning, and it was already past midnight.
Zhu Mansion.
The wind outside the room was bitingly cold, but the room was warm as spring, and several palace lanterns with auspicious dragons and phoenixes in the shape of dragons and phoenixes illuminated the room.
Li Shu was wearing a loose nightgown, sitting at the table, holding her cheeks, her pretty face was rosy, and her eyes were tender. There was a piece of letter paper on the table, and each word on the letter paper looked like a love heart.
"Thinking of You"
I remember when I was young,
I love to chat and you love to laugh.
Once we stood side by side under a peach tree,
The wind is blowing in the treetops and the birds are singing.
I don't know how I fell asleep.
How many flowers fell in the dream.
—Don’t worry, I’m safe. When the war is over, I will hold your hand and watch the snow, and grow old together.
"Miss, Miss, it's already three o'clock in the morning. You have read the letter that your brother-in-law sent to you over and over again. You are not sleepy, but the young masters are too. Go to bed and have some rest." Qin'er advised helplessly.
"No hurry, no hurry, let me take a look at it again." Li Shu replied in a sweet voice, holding her cheek, with no intention of going to bed.
"My dear lady, you have said this at least six times, if not ten times, isn't it?"
Seeing this, Qin'er stretched out her voice helplessly and gently pushed Hua'er beside her, asking her to follow suit and persuade her.
"Painting?"
Seeing that Hua'er didn't react, Qin'er turned around and found Hua'er standing beside her, craning her neck and looking at the picture intently. She couldn't help but cover her head.
After pushing Hua'er with a little more force, Hua'er finally came to her senses, "Ah, ah, what's wrong, Qin'er?"
"What's the matter? It's already three o'clock in the morning and you're still not sleeping. How can your body take it?" Qin'er said helplessly.
"Ah? It's so late, it's already three o'clock in the morning, it's time to rest, Miss, Miss, go to bed quickly, and watch it tomorrow."
Huaer then realized that it was already so late at night, and hurriedly persuaded Li Shu to go to bed.
"This is the last time. I'll go to bed after you finish watching me." Li Shu promised in a sweet voice.
"Miss, you have said this at least three times..." Qin'er helplessly exposed Li Shu's words.
"Good Qin'er, good Hua'er, just this time." Li Shu blinked at Qin'er and Hua'er, her voice coquettish.
"Miss, you have to keep your word." Qin'er was defeated by Li Shu's invincible gaze.
"Of course." Li Shu assured repeatedly.
"Miss, I still remember the scene when my uncle wrote this poem. At that time, my uncle was still a cowherd. In the peach forest beside the village river, my uncle was herding cows and my lady was herding horses. My lady asked me to go back to the mansion to get a small whip. When I came back, I saw my uncle and my lady sitting side by side under the peach tree, asleep... At that time, I felt that my uncle and my lady were like the fairy boy and fairy girl in the New Year pictures. I didn't expect that my uncle still remembers it."
Hua'er watched and whispered, and suddenly she understood, just like Columbus discovered the New World, and cried out, "Oh, I know, it turns out that the son-in-law has liked the young lady since that time."
Li Shu gave Hua'er a look with her beautiful eyes and said shyly, "What are you talking about? You are so young, how can you know what love is?"
"Miss, my uncle is not an ordinary person. He is the number one scholar, the god of literature. He won the title before he was twenty, and he is obviously several years younger than me, but he always played tricks on me when I was a child. He deliberately told us ghost stories, which scared me and I so much that we hugged each other and cried. He gave me a lucky bag with the words 'It will snow today' written on it, and asked me to open it on a snowy day. After I opened it, I thought my uncle could tell fortunes..."
Huaer shook her head and spoke with pride. Her chubby face lit up when she talked about her childhood.
Qin'er was speechless for a moment. She was fooled around by her brother-in-law when she was a child. Is it worth being so proud of her
"And what's more, Miss, Miss, do you still remember the story that your uncle told us when we were young called 'The Legend of the Bird Shooting Heroes'?" Hua'er recalled an incident from her childhood and said excitedly.
"Idiot, what's 'The Legend of the Bird Shooting Heroes'? That's 'The Legend of the Bird Shooting Heroes'." Li Shu rolled her eyes cutely.
"Hehe, it's been a lot of years and I can't remember the name." Huaer scratched his head with a chuckle.
"Okay, now that we've brought up this story, what do you want to say?" Li Shu reminded her with a smile when she saw Huaer's expression.
"Oh, this is the story about the simple-minded and silly boy Guo Jing and Huang Rong's love affair and their adventures in the martial arts world. My son-in-law knew how to tell stories at that time, so he must have known how to talk about love, otherwise how could he tell it?"
Hua'er, the chubby little maid, spoke confidently, and the more she spoke, the more she felt that she had discovered the truth of the matter.
Li Shu couldn't help but burst out laughing, "He also told us about the "Zhu Xian" about flying with a sword. Could it be that he can also fly with a sword? He also told us about "A Step into the Qin Dynasty". Could it be that he also came from hundreds of years later?"
After hearing this, Huaer suddenly became depressed. It seemed that was the case.
However, the next second, Hua'er became energetic again, "Miss, Miss, do you remember when we were little, there was a time when our Shanghe Village and Xiahe Village were fighting for water, and my son-in-law won the bet, and teased us, saying that he wanted us."
"He wants us to sing and dance for him..." Li Shu said, thinking of the past, her pretty face turned red, she spat in her heart, and silently said coquettishly, "He is a bad guy..."
What song is that
I want to have a home, and have her in my home, and kiss her during the day, and at night, at night... ... What a bad person.
If not, if not... ... I don't know how many times I have been deceived by him. He is such a bad guy. He has had bad intentions towards me since I was a child.
No wonder I still remember the time when we sat side by side under the peach blossom forest when we were little. I thought I was the only one who remembered it...
What a bad person. He obviously liked me since I was a child, but he never showed it, and even made me do so many designs...
What a bad, bad, bad guy.
"Miss, Miss, it's okay, we can go to bed now. It's really too late. If we don't sleep now, the young masters will protest like crazy." Qin'er couldn't help but urge Li Shu to go to bed.
"Okay, okay, help me go and burn some incense to the gods and Buddhas, and pray for Brother Zhu's safety, and then we'll go to bed."
Li Shu finally collected all the letters carefully and reluctantly, and put them in her dressing table as if they were treasures, which also contained a few other pieces of letter paper.
"Ah?! Miss, didn't you offer incense just before dinner?" Qin'er looked at her young lady with heartache.
"Too much courtesy will not blame the gods; too much incense will not blame the gods." Li Shu insisted.
Qin'er and Hua'er had no choice but to help Li Shu go to the room where the gods were worshipped. In the room there were statues of Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Maitreya Buddha, the Three Pure Ones of Taoism, the Six Heavenly Emperors, Lei Gong, Guan Yu, and even Mazu... ...
If you don’t know, you might think it’s a fairy exhibition room.
Li Shu also ignored her health and knelt down to pray and burn incense before every god devoutly, without missing a single one...
After burning incense, at least half an hour had passed. No wonder Qin'er had tried to dissuade him with a distressed look on her face.