Let Me Pursue You

But he was still a step too late, the tip of her tongue had already touched him.

Lu Shiqing was so startled that he almost ran away with his trousers in his hands. Fortunately, Yuan Cixian reacted quickly and let go of him in time, so he didn't break him.

After being frightened by this, he took away all her original courage, recalled the strange touch just now, and looked at him with some embarrassment: "You can't be surprised and tell me to be quiet... "Help him do it.

She worked hard, then slackened and exhausted, now it's all right, she can't get up anymore.

Lu Shiqing's mind flashed over and over again the scene of the tender tongue protruding between the bright teeth and vermilion lips just now, and recalling the momentary stimulation of the brief touch, he said with pain and patience: "Why do you learn everything..."

Yuan Cixian said thoughtfully that she took advantage of him not at home to rip through the fire-avoidance map that she brought over as a dowry. She has never seen anything in the world, but she has a slight resistance to this matter, so she has never tried it. Still thinking about her wholeheartedly, she thought about it when she was moved for a moment.

In the end, he was disliked.

She pouted unhappily: "Then I just don't learn."

Lu Shiqing knew that she had misunderstood, and wanted to explain to her, but the flames jumped up so badly that he couldn't hold it back, so he said: "Wait for me." After saying that, he turned his head and walked quickly to the clean room.

Yuan Cixian nodded gloomyly, and waited for two sticks of incense before seeing him come out, but he had already recovered his composure.

Seeing her aggrieved face, Lu Shiqing got on the bed, propped his elbows and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

After all, Yuan Cixian is not a person who hides his thoughts, so he looked at him and said, "You don't like me learning those things?"

"I like it." He was silent, and stroked her lower lip with his thumb, "but I don't want you to be like this."

It should be said that she was not willing to do this.

Hearing his rare tenderness, Yuan Cixian probably understood the reason for his refusal, and said, "I don't feel dirty..."

"I know."

But it is enough for him to know.

She muffled "Okay", stretched out her hand to pull the quilt up, and when she closed her eyes, she felt people around her approaching, whispering in her ear: "If you really want to come, it should be me first. "

"..."

Yuan Cixian understood the deep meaning of his words, and couldn't help but tremble all over, and then he asked calmly, "Why are you shaking?"

She gritted her teeth and twisted his arm: "Who is shaking? It's fetal movement, fetal movement!"

Lu Shiqing let out an "oh" and touched his chin.

What a big fetal movement.

Even though they lived together peacefully that night, Yuan Cixian's actions caused ripples in Lu Shiqing's heart, causing him to lose his previous airs and only want to be good to her, to the death.

After waiting for a few days, it was his turn to rest and take a bath. He was working in the study. He heard the servants say that Yuan Cixian was asking someone to prepare water. Wait in the courtyard for him to wash her.

Lu Shiqing finished his official business, packed up a pile of important documents on the table, and was about to leave when he heard three knocks on the door from the other side of the secret passage, so he stopped, turned around and opened the mechanism, and saw the secret door From the other end came Zheng Zhuo.

Before Cai He's disaster, in order to avoid King Ping's suspicion of the fake Xu Shan's identity, this secret way was abandoned for a long time, and it was not used again until the crisis subsided.

Lu Shiqing was thinking about Yuan Cixian, so he spoke quickly: "It's rare for me to take a day off to take a bath, and you still come to visit?"

Zheng Zhuo was choked by his straight-to-the-point unkind tone, looked behind him, and asked, "Why, did I bother you?"

What good thing can he do now? After calling him in, he said: "There is no good thing, but she is waiting for me to wash her hair."

Zheng Zhuo almost stumbled when he heard the words, and said in surprise: "Your maids have all paid their wages and left?"

Lu Shiqing glanced at him and said lightly, "What do you know?"

It's called conjugal love. He learned it recently.

Zheng Zhuo thought in his heart that he, a widowed old man, probably did not understand. The few concubines in the house who were forced by Emperor Huining were either vases or monitoring his eyes and ears, and it was not worth his trouble.

He thought for a while and said, "Then you go and do your work first, don't make her wait."

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Lu Shiqing felt that he was quite understanding, but when he finished speaking, he felt not so comfortable. Why, he cares about Yuan Cixian very much?

Seeing the frost on his face, Zheng Zhuo knew what he was thinking, and patted his shoulder: "I care about my son."

Lu Shiqing scoffed at him.

Who said his son would recognize him as his godfather? Besides, how did he know it must be his son?

He glanced at him, knowing that he would go to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, so he must have brought some news, and asked: "Does it matter if the news doesn't matter, I will go first when the two sticks of incense don't kill anyone."

Zheng Zhuo laughed: "I can't die, I'll wait for you here, serve me a pot of tea with enough flavor, and then take out Wumu, I can pass the time by myself."

Lu Shiqing looked at him helplessly. He is a decent prince, but he likes to gamble. But after all, he gave him both the tea and Wumu, and then went around to the courtyard behind the house to find Yuan Cixian.

Yuan Cixian didn't know that Zheng Zhuo came to visit. Seeing that Lu Shiqing took a long time to come, she sat on the porch and complained: "If you don't come again, I can wash it myself!"

Lu Shiqing coughed lowly, looked back at the back window of the study, wondered if Zheng Zhuo heard such embarrassing words, and said, "I'm delayed by something."

She didn't complain any more, and asked, "What are you washing in the courtyard?"

He pointed to the sun hanging in the sky: "The weather is good, let's enjoy the sun." After speaking, he greeted her to the patio, "Come."

Yuan Cixian really didn't like to be bored in the house. It was rare to meet such a warm day in November. After going out to the porch to bask in the sun, she felt very comfortable and lost her temper. Lie down on the good beauty chair.

Lu Shiqing walked around behind the bench, removed the hairpin from 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, lazily reminded: "My hair is very dirty."

Because of the cold weather, Lu Shiqing was afraid that she would catch the cold here, so he didn't give her frequent baths. He didn't care if her hair was a little dirty, and he could still rely on her at night.

Lu Shiqing gently scratched her scalp: "I know." But he didn't intend to stop at all.

Yuan Cixian thought in his heart that it was really a year in Hedong, and thirty years in Hexi. It took her less than a year to get Lu Shiqing, and she could get him to serve for the next thirty or fifty years. It was really a bargain.

Lu Shiqing didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing the corners of her lips raised, with a contented look, she felt that the leisurely life was really comfortable in her heart, and couldn't help but smile along with her, while scooping up a scoop from the bucket and sending someone to filter it. Acacia water, wet her hair, and asked, "Is it cool?"

Yuan Cixian closed her eyes and shook her head: "Just right."

After a few ladles of water went down, he began to rub her hair. Maybe his strength was just right, and because of the sun, Yuan Cixian soon became sleepy, and said in a daze, "If I fall asleep If it’s gone, take me back and carefully press the child.”

Lu Shiqing kept moving his hands, and said with a faint smile, "Aren't you afraid of pressing me down?"

Yuan Cixian regained consciousness in an instant, opened her eyes and asked, "You think I'm heavy?"

Before he could answer, he saw her mouth sag: "Who am I working so hard to conceive for ten months? It's good now, my figure is out of shape, and my face is swollen, and I am disgusted by this father who wants to be a father..."

Lu Shiqing knew at a glance that she hadn't acted for a long time, her heart felt itchy, she pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "If I despise you, who will give birth to me?"

"You're still greedy, this will give you peace once in a while, and I made a pair that suits your wishes!" Yuan Cixian blamed him with her head tilted.

He twisted her head back: "Don't move around." Then continued, "What if you give birth to a boy and a girl, I still feel uncomfortable."

"..." Strong words!

The two of them chattered and passed the time agreed between Lu Shiqing and Zheng Zhuo. Fortunately, Zheng Zhuoyuan was sitting by the back window, and he could clearly see the movement in the courtyard through the open window. Seeing that he hadn't finished washing, he was not in a hurry, but playing with five woods alone was a bit boring after all, so he Look up at them every now and then.

He saw that there were two symmetrical pagoda trees planted in the courtyard. The leaves had all fallen. They looked a bit bleak at first, but under the sunshine of midwinter, they inexplicably transpired a bit of vitality, like a thick green cage. generally.

Looking at the two people under the tree who were arguing vigorously, Yuan Cixian seemed to be angered by Lu Shiqing, flicked two fingers, and shot a little acacia foam from his hair to the tip of his nose.

Lu Shiqing was laughed angrily after being tricked, and raised his hand to wipe it off, but he hesitated for a moment, as if his hands were covered with greasy acacia.

Seeing this, Yuan Cixian smiled and picked out a handkerchief from his sleeve, then raised his neck and stretched his arms to help him wipe it lightly.

He vaguely heard her say: "Okay, I won't trouble you anymore."

Lu Shiqing continued to rub her with a look of bitterness and hatred but swallowed.

When he saw this, he retracted his eyes, looked down at the pale golden sunlight falling on the window, and smiled with his lips pursed, but there was a slight sense of loss in his eyes.

It seems to be a very interesting thing to wash people's hair.

After about another stick of incense, Lu Shiqing finished washing Yuan Cixian's hair, wiped it twice with a towel and said, "It's not dry enough, I'll ask someone to wipe it for you later."

Yuan Cixian turned her head and looked at him unhappily: "He sent the Buddha to the west, and you are going to lose 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 her to look for herself.

Yuan Cixian followed what he expected, and saw Zheng Zhuo sitting there on the other side of the open window, sipping the tea in the teapot in his hand, noticing her gaze, he turned his head, nodded to her, and smiled faintly Say hello.

"..."

Such a big prince is sitting not far away, but she is lying swaggeringly, which is remarkable. Yuan Cixian subconsciously wanted to prop herself up and sit upright, but Zheng Zhuo made a gesture to signal her not to move.

Lu Shiqing also held her down: "Why are you being polite to him?"

Yuan Cixian thought that he was too impolite, if she had known Zheng Zhuogan was waiting, she would not have delayed him for so long, wrinkled her nose at him and said: "You don't have to hurry up."

Lu Shiqing sent someone to take her back, then got up and went back to the study, and saw Zheng Zhuoyin coming from the courtyard, closing the window tightly with his hands and feet, and threw a knife at him and said: "You picked someone Good location to follow."

Zheng Zhuo smiled: "Thanks to Lu Shilang's praise, I have learned the art of war well."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zheng Zhuo stopped laughing now, and said calmly, "Something happened to Uighur."