The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

Chapter 38

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They went back to the river and put down the lanterns, watching the lanterns slowly drifting away, the two of them returned to Wangxianlou hand in hand.

After being outside for so long, when the two returned to Wangxian Tower, An Xianyu had already returned early, and the maid behind her was holding a lot of gadgets in her hands, looking very happy.

It was getting late, and An Changqing proposed to go back to the mansion to rest. Originally, everyone was going to go back to the mansion when they came back. When he came out of Songtao Pavilion, An Changqing noticed that the door of Nongxue Pavilion was open, and there was no one inside, thinking that the An family had already left in front of them.

When everyone returned to the palace, they each went back to the courtyard to rest. An Changqing was still thinking about Xiao Zhige's wet shoes and socks. As soon as he returned to the yard, he ordered the servants to prepare water and ginger soup, and urged Xiao Zhige to change the wet clothes and socks so as not to catch the cold.

Xiao Zhige was used to being rough on weekdays, even in the big winter, he didn't never do it. He didn't care about this little thing. Unexpectedly, An Changqing glared at him and said angrily: "Mother said, cold is born from the soles of your feet, you don't pay attention to keeping warm and cold when you are young, and you will suffer when you are old. Do you really think that you are made of iron? You're sick, but no one will take care of you."

Just as the servants had prepared hot water during the talk, An Changqing took off his clothes and pushed him towards the bathing room: "Hurry up and take a shower, and drink the ginger soup after you come out."

Xiao Zhige was speechless by his series of words, so he had to listen to him go to the bath room to take a bath first, and when he put on clean clothes and came out of the bath room, he saw that he was holding a bowl of ginger soup, and his heart warmed.

Since the death of the mother and concubine, no one has cared about him so carefully for a long time. From the time he was twelve years old, he joined the military camp, and he went back and forth with swords and swords. Surrounded by some rough men, with life-long friendship, but no one cares about what will happen in old age.

The soldiers who licked the blood with their knives do not care about the future, but only care about living in the present.

This time, without An Changqing's urging, he walked over and took a sip of the warm ginger soup. The warm ginger soup rolled down the throat and into the esophagus, warming up the whole body.

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Seeing that he was conscious, An Changqing finally stopped sulking, snorted softly, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came back, the man had already made the bed and was half-lying in it. When he saw him coming, he moved outside and gave him the warm side.

An Changqing took off his shoes, climbed over his legs, and got into the quilt. It was a warm feeling, and it also contained the unique toughness of a man. I don't know if it's because I made it clear today, An Changqing felt the familiar temperature, and after realizing it, his face turned red and his ears warmed. He rolled up the quilt a little uncomfortable, and didn't want to get into the man's arms as naturally as usual, like a silkworm baby, with half of his face retracted into the quilt to sleep.

Xiao Zhige opened his arms and waited for a while, but he didn't see him coming. He frowned suspiciously. When I looked at him again, I saw that the half of his face was exposed, the crow's eyelashes kept shaking, and it was clear that he had not fallen asleep.

After only a moment of hesitation, Xiao Zhige raised his hand and embraced the person. It was a familiar and nostalgic body temperature in his arms, Xiao Zhige rubbed his chin on top of his head, hugging him even tighter.

An Changqing was uncomfortable at first, but now he is so tightly hugged by him, his whole body is wrapped in his breath, and he just feels that he can't even breathe. After holding it for a while, he finally couldn't help but open his eyes, pushed him against his chest, and muttered in a low voice, "I can't breathe."

Xiao Zhige lowered his head to look at him, just bumping into his head, their lips and the tip of their noses were only a tiny distance apart. An Changqing's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't dare to look at him, and his eyes quietly moved elsewhere. Xiao Zhige's Adam's apple rolled several times, remembering the "white head covenant" that floated away with the lantern, and finally obeyed his heart, carefully and gently pecked on the tip of his nose.

The eyelashes trembled more violently, like a butterfly flapping its wings uneasy when caught by a hunter. But even so, An Changqing didn't resist or struggle. He lowered his eyes and even raised his face slightly, posing in a position that was convenient for him to kiss.

The violently beating heart instantly clenched and burst with force, boiling blood circulated around his body, Xiao Zhige controlled the heavier breath, restrained and meticulously lingering from the tip of his upturned nose to the beautifully shaped jaw.

In the big winter, the colliding and intertwining breath blooms attractive and beautiful flowers.

An Changqing's face was flushed, her fingers clenched the quilt, and after a long time of courage, she asked in a low voice, "Do you still want to continue?" , put it in the second closet by the bedside…”

He spoke so loudly that it fell into Xiao Zhige's ears, but it was like beating a drum. Heaven and man have been fighting for a long time, but in the end, he was still worried that An Changqing's physical concerns had prevailed, his cheeks were tensed, the blue veins on his forehead were popping out, and he muttered with a heavy breath: "...Today, if you are not ready, let's do it another day. "

An Changqing's face was hot. Seeing that he didn't mean to continue, he said "oh", although he didn't know what to prepare for this kind of thing. But Xiao Zhige said to prepare, just prepare.

After playing outside for one night at night, after coming back, he endured a long and lingering kiss. After a while, An Changqing fell into a deep sleep. It took Xiao Zhige a long time to calm down, but the person in his arms couldn't fall asleep. Finally, when the sky was getting slightly brighter, I got up and played two sets of punches and practiced the gun for half an hour before dawn.

When An Changqing got up and the two had breakfast together, Xiao Zhige found a reason to leave the house to find Hu Zhengfei.

After successively treating Yu's and Zhou's mother and prescribing medicine, Hu Zifei had nothing to do, so he went back to his small medical clinic, and only occasionally had to go to the palace to check the pulse of the two female relatives, and he lived a very leisurely life.

That day he slept in the rocking chair and caught fire when he saw the crumbling wooden door being pushed open again. Xiao Zhige walked in with a solemn expression, and after scanning his surroundings with sharp eyes, he said, "I'm looking for you for something."

Hu Zifei became serious in an instant, thinking that Yanzhou was in a hurry, led him to the inner room and opened the medicine boy, closed the door properly, and asked, "But Yanzhou wants me to go? Who is injured?"

"..." Xiao Zhige glanced at him inexplicably and said, "It has nothing to do with Yanzhou."

"Oh..." Hu Zhifei felt a little relieved, but his back was still tensed, and he asked in confusion, "What is that?" If it wasn't a major event related to Yanzhou, the prince's expression shouldn't be so solemn.

Xiao Zhige stared at him, silent.

Hu Zhifei was also confused, his eyes widened and he waited for him to speak.

After a long time, I heard him say: "I have a friend..."

Um? Hu Zifei thought to himself, could it be that a friend is seriously injured and needs me to be treated

"... He married a man who was two years younger than him and not yet crowned."

Hu Zhifei: "? Then what?"

Xiao Zhige said very slowly: "Now my friend is going to marry his wife. It's just that he is very gifted, and that thing... was born very big. I'm afraid it will hurt my wife, so I asked me to ask you."

Hu Zhifei looked at him with a blank face: "..."

Xiao Zhige was a little impatient: "Do you have a solution?"

Hu Zifei twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that his wife is a man, and he is just two years younger. Your friend, Wangye, can't be you, right

It's just that the prince and the princess haven't even gotten married yet? Hu Zifei felt deeply that he knew a great secret.

"Is there any way to do this..." Hu Zifei said slowly: "It is not without sleeves that have been broken throughout the ages. Naturally, there are many maintenance methods..."

"How to maintain it? You write it down, I'll go back..." Xiao Zhige turned a corner: "... Go back and give it to my friend."

Hu Zifei pretended he didn't find it, and continued with a smile: "I'll write it down later, but I don't know how...

Xiao Zhige's face was dark, and the blue veins on his forehead were stirring, but he still gave him a big gesture.

Hu Zifei gave a "hoo", picked up the pen and wrote on the paper, and said, "Then you have to prepare well beforehand to avoid getting hurt. But this, in fact, needs to be done more, if you cooperate with the tacit understanding and get used to it, you will be fine. "

Xiao Zhige frowned: "Will it be harmful to those who bear it?"

"This will be in line with the maintenance method I said." Hu Zifei smiled, and folded the paper full of small characters and handed it to him: "My lord, take it back and do the same... No, I mean to call your friend. Just do it.”

Xiao Zhige glanced at him with a stern face, put the paper in his sleeve properly, and then turned to leave.

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After lunch, An Changqing went to Qingwuyuan. In Qingwu Courtyard, Mrs. Yu and An Xianyu were asking the maids to pack their luggage. After the Lantern Festival, the New Year was born. Mrs. Yu mentioned it to An Changqing early on. She felt that it was absurd that the mother and daughter always lived in the palace. It also prevents outsiders from making a fuss about it and spreading gossip. Seeing her insistence, An Changqing had to agree.

As soon as the Lantern Festival was over, the Yu family immediately got up.

An Changqing was helpless: "Why are you so anxious?"

Yu shi glanced at him: "Zhuangzi is all packed up, and it's not far away. If you miss me and your sister, come to Zhuangzi to see us."

An Changqing knew that if she persuaded him again, his mother would have a hundred reasons to stop him, so she could only say: "I see, mother, sit down and don't move, just ask people to clean up."

Yu just happened to be tired, so he stopped to take a rest.

Wang Fugui, who was waiting on the side, saw the three of them sitting and resting, thinking about the news he had just heard, and said to please: "This morning, the old slave heard that there was a lot of trouble in the An Xiangguo mansion last night. Young Master An fought with Young Master Biao, who was a guest."

An Changqing's eyebrows moved: "An Changyu and Li Haiyun fought?"

"Yes." Wang Fugui bent down and said, "I heard that we originally went to see the lanterns together, but we were not very happy when we came back. Later, I don't know what Young Master Biao and Young Master An said, and the two were in the study room. After arguing for a long time, as soon as they disagreed, they started fighting. Young Master Biao injured a hand and Young Master An broke his head. In the middle of the night, the old lady was disturbed. Entering the palace with An Xiangguo's post to ask for an imperial doctor."

An Changqing didn't know there was such a thing, and was surprised when the concierge came in to report that there was a son named Li Haiyun who asked to see the princess, and was waiting outside the gate at the moment, asking him if he could see him.

"Why did Li Haiyun come to the palace?" An Changqing frowned slightly. Thinking of the dispute between Li Haiyun and An Changyu again, could there be something wrong with An Changyu here

"Take the person to the hall." An Changqing pondered for a moment, then decided to meet him and clarify the matter.

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