When Meiqiang was reborn [Quick Transmigration]

In the East Palace, Beigong could not wait to hug the heater, curl up on the cushion, and refused to move from the cold.

This year's winter in the capital city is extremely cold, with one snow after another, and it has been falling for almost half a month, and the sky has not seen a clear sky.

Before that, he was stationed in the frontier fortress all year round, and he was tortured by the cold winter and was afraid.In the winter in my memory, the snowflakes the size of fingernails are rolled by white hair wind, and there can be blood marks on the face when it is scraped.

The winter in the frontier was extremely long. Once when the two countries were at war, almost all the soldiers were frostbitten after staying in the ice and snow for more than ten days.Bei Gongyue is no exception, his little toe will itch every winter, thanks to the cold winter in the frontier fortress.

Ever since Qin Mo was named the crown prince, he has been extremely busy every day.As soon as he walked out of the conference hall, he was blown head-on by the wind and snow, which made him hold his breath, and it took a long time for him to breathe out.

"Tong Ying, Bo Hao's birthday will be in five days, how should I celebrate him?"

Tong Ying looked distressed, "Does Your Highness want to do something for the general?"

Qin Mo thought for a while, Bei Gongyue is only 25 years old this year, "I don't need to do big things, Bo Hao doesn't like to be lively."

"Then... do what you like."

Qin Mo nodded his head slowly, thought for a moment, and cast an approving look at Tong Ying, "Good idea."

When he returned to the mansion, he still saw Bei Gongyue hugging the stove.

Qin Mo likes winter from the bottom of his heart, because only in winter, as soon as he enters the door, Bei Gongyue will greet him, arguing that it is so cold and telling him to close the door and change clothes quickly, and then stuff the cold hands into his hands.

And at night, I wish I could bury my head in his chest.

Qin Mo enjoyed this feeling very much, the feeling of being needed by his sweetheart, although the other party might only use him as a warming tool.

"It's your birthday in a few days, how do you want to spend it?" Qin Mo rubbed Bei Gongyue's hand and asked patiently.

"I don't have the habit of celebrating my birthday, so I'll just eat a bowl of longevity noodles."

Seeing that Qin Mo smiled and said nothing, Bei Gongyue seemed to have arranged some great surprise, so he asked, "What do you want to do for me?"

"Secret it." Qin Mo put it off.

Bei Gongyue pursed his lips with a smile, and said in his heart that becoming a prince even improved his EQ, and he was not as incomprehensible as before, which was quite exciting.

Taking advantage of their boredom, the two practiced a few moves in "Chao Si Yan Xiang" until they couldn't even get out of bed.

On the day of Bei Gongyue's birthday, Qin Mo got up very early, and a large group of people came to the yard, all moving things lightly and building tables.

Every winter, Bei Gongyue has the habit of being lazy on the bed. Waking up in the morning is definitely a painful thing. He really doesn't want to crawl out when he can lie on his stomach under the warm blanket.

It's just that after Qin Mo left in the morning, the temperature in the bed would immediately lose its temperature.

It was the same this morning, Bei Gong Yue touched his side, it was empty.He opened his eyes and saw that it was still early outside, so he rolled up the quilt and prepared to sleep for a while.

But as soon as he turned over, there was a loud sound of "choking langlang" in the yard, accompanied by the gong falling to the ground and whirling back and forth.

Bei Gongyue felt as if a cat had scratched his ear, what's going on?How can there be a gong in the yard?

Ever since Qin Mo revealed that he would celebrate his birthday that day, he has been planning the day, isn't it today?

He immediately sat up from the bed, got dressed a few times, and pushed open the door.The stage was set up in the small courtyard at the door of the bedroom, and there was a stove next to it. There were many people coming and going, and the posture was big enough.

Qin Mo was instructing to set up the stage, when Tong Ying reminded him, he turned around and saw Bei Gongyue.

There are quite a few people who invite a troupe to sing operas for birthday celebrations, but Bei Gongyue has never liked to listen to operas, so setting up the stage with such fanfare... He was a little puzzled.

Qin Mo asked a few words, then walked to his side, "Why do you get up so early? Did you wake up?"

Bei Gongyue looked at the stage again, "Isn't there a ready-made stage in the house? Why waste such effort and build another one?"

"Because the singing is not a play." Qin Mo's face was full of inscrutability, "Let's go, let's have breakfast first."

Not a play?The more Bei Gong didn't understand, what kind of medicine was sold in Qin Mo's gourd?

After breakfast, Qin Mo wrapped Bei Gongyue in a fur cloak. The stage in the courtyard had already been set up, and it looked no different from an ordinary stage.

Under the big table, there are only two small tables, and a sheep that has been processed is hung on the newly erected stove next to it, and the master chef is slowly roasting it.

Bei Gongyue sat by the stove, not to mention, it was quite warm, much better than the stove in the house.

He tugged on his fur cloak, "Where are the jokes? I'll order two."

Qin Mo grabbed his hand, "I don't need to play today."

I saw two guys move a table and a chair, and after a while an old man with a white beard walked up behind the table and sat tremblingly in front of the small table.

He picked up the Xingmu on the table with his fingers, and there was a deafening "slap", "Looking, after a thousand years, a gentleman loses his morals and a villain is always happy, and a man can hardly shut down a beauty!"

Bei Gongyue was dumbfounded below, what the hell?Storyteller?

He slowly turned his head and looked at Qin Mo who was sitting beside him.

Qin Mo greeted Beigong with a smile, his face full of confusion, "Are you happy? I invited the storyteller from that teahouse to celebrate your birthday."

Bei Gongyue was in a turmoil in his heart, so he invited an old storyteller to celebrate his birthday, thanks to him, Qin Mo could figure it out...

"Oh, by the way, there is also your favorite roast lamb. We will listen to books and eat roast lamb today."

The more Bei Gong could hear the complacency and joy in Qin Mo's words, what else could he say? "You're... quite attentive."

"As long as you like it." Qin Mo put his arms around Bei Gongyue.

The old man on the stage happened to be talking about the yellow sand flying on the battlefield, and the master who roasted the sheep happened to take out the stove, and flew to Beigongyue, his face covered in ashes.

The old storyteller told one story after another, and Qin Mo and Bei Gongyue listened with their necks up.

Bei Gongyue touched Qin Mo with his elbow, "It's just the two of us listening to him alone, is it necessary to set up this stage?"

The roast sheep master grabbed a handful of cumin noodles, threw them in the wind with his big hands, and floated to Beigong Yue's face.

Qin Mo raised his hand to help him wipe off the specks of soot on his face, "Bo Hao likes listening to books? Doesn't listening also need an atmosphere."

"Uh...Actually, it's just like that..." He sighed slightly, and was afraid of disturbing Qin Mo's interest, so he hurriedly said, "I quite like it."

"Well, as long as you like it."

Early in the morning, the old man on the stage was hoarse. Just when Bei Gongyue was about to stop, the old man got up and left the table.

Beigong let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally finished listening.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and at noon, it was as dark as evening.

"It's going to snow again." Bei Gongyue raised his head, and the wind blew a gust of chili noodles.

"Ah sneeze!"

Whoa!Spicy enough!

And some of them seemed to fly into his eyes too, which made him burst into tears.

"Boom boom boom boom" "clang clang clang"

The gongs and drums started beating on the stage, and Wu Yangyang ran onto a pile of small ground beans.

Bei Gongyue wiped away his tears, squinted his eyes, "Where did you get so many monkeys?"

The little monkeys rolled and danced on the stage, beating the drums and gongs, which shocked Beigong Yue. After a long commotion, the little monkeys suddenly spoke.

"I wish the greater master of the North Palace, good fortune as in the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan! The pine and the crane are evergreen, and the ancient times are reborn!"

"Ah, sneeze!" Bei Gongyue sneezed again, well, he's already in his seventies.

The little monkeys carried a big birthday peach, and walked to Bei Gongyue under the trembling leadership of the old storyteller. "My lord, green pine never grows old, prolongs life!"

Bei Gongyue was so hot that tears couldn't stop flowing...Qin Mo, are you sick?

Qin Mo patted the back of Bei Gongyue's hand, comforting, "Come here, reward me!"

Reward a big tail wolf!He withdrew his hand violently, felt for a long time before he found the veil on the table, and wiped away his snot and tears, "Qin Mo, did you celebrate my dozens of birthdays?"

Qin Mo looked at Bei Gongyue, his eyes and the tip of his nose were red from crying, the poor little girl was still struggling to question himself, he really wanted to hug him into his arms.

But now there are too many outsiders around, so he just raised his hand, and patted Bei Gongyue on the head twice, "I will spend it with you no matter how many birthdays I have in the future."

Bei Gongyue threw the handkerchief on the table fiercely, and the sky suddenly fell with heavy snow.

have a look!Qin Mo, look!How wronged I am!

"It's snowing." Qin Mo stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, "It just so happens that I just finished listening to it, it's really God's work."

Bei Gongyue wanted to cry from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that the snow was falling more and more heavily, and the mutton had already been roasted, Qin Mo pulled Bei Gongyue up, and the two of them entered the house.There was a roasted whole lamb on the table, and a birthday peach about the size of the roasted whole lamb.

"Are you happy today?" Qin Mo cut a piece of mutton and brought it to his mouth.

The more Bei Gong chewed, he felt that he tasted almost the same as roasted whole lamb.

Qin Mo stared at Bei Gongyue chewing almost mechanically, seeing that the corners of his eyes still had traces from wiping his tears, and there was a streak of red on his jade-white face, "Little fool, I'm so moved."

Bei Gongyue swallowed the mutton in his mouth, his eyes almost popped out of the frame, "No, Qin...uh..."

Before he could say anything, Qin Mo's kisses came overwhelmingly. After kissing for a while, he suddenly raised his head and smacked his lips, "Why did you eat your face full of seasoning?"

"Obviously it was sprayed by the master just now."

Qin Mo pinched his nose, "You're talking nonsense."

Bei Gongyue: "..."

Forget it, for the sake of my husband being so happy, bear with it.

Isn't that what love is supposed to be like?It's insanely fun.

Now that all he wanted in his heart had been fulfilled, it would be a great gift to be able to continue living in peace with Qin Mo'an.

As a human being, you must know how to be content.

Bei Gongyue hooked Qin Mo's neck, "There are still a few poses left in the book, let's try them all today."

This time it's time for Qin Mo to cry: "...Okay."

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Once through the book, Ran Yu became the annoying cannon fodder ex-husband of the main character Gong insane in Danmei Shuang novel.

The original owner loved Gong to the point of frenzy, but Gong only had Bai Yueguang in his heart.

After a selfless operation, the original owner ended up with nothing but money and died tragically beside the trash can.

Ran Yu decided to change his dog-licking image, and try his best to be as respectful as a guest in his business marriage with Qin Xiao.

Ran Yu: "President Qin, don't worry, I will divorce you immediately after the two-year period expires."

Qin Xiao turned and left without saying a word.

Life after marriage unfolded peacefully, but Qin Xiao discovered that the half of Ran Yu's calf exposed outside the quilt early in the morning was thin and white;

The back view of him cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron is both lustful and seductive;

When I climbed into bed after taking a shower, my whole body was sweet and soft.

Qin Xiao pulled him into his arms: "I can help you solve any problems with your new investment project."

Ran Yu looked confused, didn't you want to draw a line with me?

"Boss Qin, wake up, I don't need it."

Qin Xiao quietly ran to the balcony in the middle of the night, looking at the moon alone, feeling melancholy, half a year left in the engagement, how can he win his wife's heart?

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【small theater】

Ran Yu discovered that Qin Xiao, whom he thought was the overlord, seemed to have a little habit.

Compliment him that the cup is beautiful.

Qin Xiao: "That's natural." A proud group.

Praise him for his ability.

Qin Xiao: "That's natural." A proud group.

Praise his subordinates for their intelligence.

Qin Xiao: "That's... wait? You actually praised other men!!"

#My wife even praised other men! #

# Am I falling out of favor? ! #

# Urgent, wait online! #

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