The spring rain should have been thin and continuous, but the sky outside the window suddenly became a bit gray. After several thunders that resounded through the sky, a sound like densely packed stones falling to the ground came to Situ Xi's ears, and continuous raindrops flashed in the white sky.

Traces were revealed, and heavy rain suddenly fell.

Fortunately, Situ Xi picked up the scattered strands of black hair in the courtyard before the weather changed, thus preventing them from getting mixed up in the mud and dust on the ground of the small courtyard.

Sitting on the bed, Situ Xi had nothing to do, quietly boiling water, while Zhong Lixin also lit a fire in the woodshed to cook.

In ancient times, marriage was about being from the same family. Zhongli Min was the concubine of Huai Minggong of Chu State. Her mother died young, so she was ignored at home. She was in a boudoir and did not leave the house often. The last time she went out was her wedding.

Chu and Zhao were on good terms at that time. Situ Xi came to Chu as a hostage. The Emperor of Chu personally arranged for his marriage. Zhongli Min was his marriage partner. Their recent food and clothing expenses were all paid for by Huaiming Gong's Palace.

, which is also his only source of income.

"It's a perfect match." Although Situ Xi didn't know what his previous life was like in Zhao Kingdom, he was able to be sent as a hostage. The servants who accompanied him a few days ago were killed and sent away and no one cared about it.

He is also an unpopular master in China.

It's easy to say that Zhongli cut his hair short in the morning.

Duke Huaiming's third wife, Zhongli Min's third concubine, came to her home yesterday to look for her, hoping that Zhongli Min would agree to remarry the son of the Duke of Chu Guolu, or go and meet the Duke's son no matter what.

The third lady told Zhongli Min a lot, but she only talked bad about Situ Xi and discussed a few good things about the prince.

Immediately afterwards came the scene where Situ Xi saw Zhongli making a decision, or in other words, cutting his hair to express his love.

According to her, hair is the thread of love. She has left all her life's love in this courtyard, and she will definitely not agree to the third aunt's request.

For people of this era, cutting off one's hair is not an easy thing. In addition to being unfilial, it will also be looked down upon by others. For nobles, their face is already considered as comparable to their lives.

This girl is quite silly, so silly that she is cute, Situ Xi thought to himself.

Regarding the remarriage mentioned by the third lady, Situ Xi felt that something was wrong when he heard it. His marriage contract was concluded by the Emperor of Chu himself. If he wanted to divorce or remarry, he should have issued an edict or an order from the Emperor of Chu.

Duke Huaiming came to discuss the matter in person, so how could it be the third wife's turn to make the decision? In terms of status, the concubine's status was even lower than that of the concubine Zhongli Min.

Besides, she didn't directly make the decision, but came to discuss with Zhongli Xin, saying "at least meet him once".

I'm afraid that this remarriage was her own idea, or she was instigated by others.

Zhong Lixin probably didn't think too much about it. She had just gotten married, and her husband-in-law was an autistic young man. She was anxious and just wanted to protect the honor of her husband and wife.

And my situation should not be as bad as I thought. As a hostage, the treatment I received must be closely related to the relationship between the two countries. If you look at the current surrounding conditions, you will know that the Chu and Zhao countries should be in a tense situation now.

But Zhongli Min said that according to Duke Huai'an's instructions, an imperial doctor would come to see Situ Xi in the middle of every month to make sure that he was in good health.

In other words, for Emperor Chu, he cannot die yet.

Qingyu picked up some descriptions of him, the hostage of the Zhao Kingdom, from outsiders and told Situ Xi.

In my previous life, I was mute, a little stupid, and had a weak personality. I am afraid I was not aware of the twists and turns, and tolerated being bullied. However, I retreated step by step, and now I am in this predicament.

Of course, this is just my own conjecture, and the inside story can only be known later. However, everything is going to be tough, so rather than racking your brain to think about it, it is better to live every minute and every second.

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps on the wall, Situ Xi glanced at a few raindrops dripping down the left wall, put on his shoes and socks again, walked to the door and opened it.

Qingyu and Zhongli were stunned at the same time.

Putting the plate with the bowls and chopsticks in his hand on the table, Zhongli patted his heaving chest and lamented that the food had luckily escaped the rain. He whispered with both hands carefully holding the kettle filled with boiling water and moving forward.

She worked very slowly. After adding two cups of hot water to the two of them, she took a wooden basin and placed it in the corner of the room to catch the raindrops that leaked in.

"Ms. sir, let's fill our stomachs first before we talk." Zhong Limin placed the bowls and chopsticks in front of the three of them.

Situ Xi didn't know if all the noble children here knew how to cook, but the three dishes in front of him were really impressive.

The bowls of the three people on the table in front of him were filled with rice. There were two plates and a wooden pot in the middle. They were a pot of chicken soup, a stack of leeks and a plate of wild vegetables that Situ Xi could not name. The heat was rising.

Under the gaze of the two of them, he took the lead in picking up the wooden chopsticks, picked some wild vegetables and put them into his mouth.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and it seems that my family has not yet reached the point of being unable to afford food.

"How?" Zhongli stared at Situ Xi's eyes with some anxiety, as if he wanted to know whether his dish was delicious from his expression. Qingyu waited quietly at the side. His master didn't move, so she didn't dare to go overboard.

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"It's delicious." Situ Xi was very hungry. When you are hungry, everything you eat tastes delicious.

Seeing his expression of satisfaction as if he had eaten eight delicacies, Zhongli secretly breathed a sigh of relief and picked up some spring leeks himself and put it into his mouth.

"Yeah!" Unexpectedly, she had just chewed it, and she immediately exclaimed with a grimace, stood up and ran out of the door with her mouth bulging.

When he came in again, he only saw her slightly sticking out her tongue towards the two of them, smiling awkwardly, and sitting back down again with some embarrassment.

"It's quite bitter." Her cheeks were slightly red.

Spicy? Situ Xi also took a bite, and yes, the leeks seemed a little undercooked, and they did still have a bit of spiciness.

"Miss loves sweets and cannot eat anything sour." Qingyu covered her mouth and snickered.

Is this a picky eater? Situ Xi finally found a habit in her that can be regarded as common among the children of noble families, but it is definitely not a bad habit in her body. On the contrary, he felt that this was a bit natural.

My wife is very cute.

As if to blame her for talking too much, Zhongli Xin opened his eyes and glared at Qingyu. Qingyu immediately picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating. Zhongli Xin stretched out his chopsticks and picked up some leeks and put it into the bowl, frowning and swallowed it.

Qingyu naturally bought these dishes. Although Zhongli Min knows how to cook, she probably doesn't do it often. She has short hair now, which makes it difficult for her to travel.

"Miss, I can only blame the vendors in the market. I told them that our uncle is very weak and needs to be nourished. They asked me to buy some spring leeks, saying they can nourish the yang."

Situ Xi almost bit his tongue. I just haven't eaten much in a few days. Can physical weakness and kidney deficiency be the same thing? Don't talk nonsense.

"Ms. sir, what's wrong with you? I see that your face looks a little bad, but you don't feel well?" Zhongli was a little panicked when he saw him suddenly pause.

"It's okay. Which market did Qingyu go to? I won't go there again." Situ Xi wiped his mouth.

Zhou Yong of the Southern Dynasty once said, "Leeks come early in the early spring, and leeks come late in the late autumn." Leeks in February are indeed good to eat.

"You may not know that this mountain leek is also called 'a bunch of gold'."

Taking a sip of hot water, Situ Xi suddenly thought of a short story taken from "Qing Yi Lu".

"A bunch of gold? Why is this?" Qingyu seemed to be very interested in these gossips, and she asked questions beforehand.

"I heard that there was a man named Du Yi who couldn't eat without leeks. People hated him. When his servant came back from the market, he quietly took out the leeks he bought and threw them away. Du Yi When he found out, he scolded him angrily: 'Slave dog, slave dog, how can I go here with a bunch of gold?'"

The two listened with great interest, and they were full of interest in these interesting stories.

Looking at Situ Xi talking eloquently, Zhongli felt that his husband was not as unbearable as the rumors outside.

"In that case, our family can be considered wealthy!" Qingyu found it very interesting. She looked at the plate full of leeks in front of her and said with a chuckle.

"Qingyu!" After hearing this, Zhongli's face darkened, he looked at Qingyu and shouted softly.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. Zhongli is afraid that Situ Xi will think too much.

"It's okay, she just thinks the story is interesting." Situ Xi was slightly stunned at first. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that Zhongli Xin was a little too sensitive. He motioned Qingyu, who was frightened by Zhongli Xin to stand up, to sit down peacefully. Well, the three of them are now at least one in name, and he doesn't think that whispering this implicitly means deliberately teasing him.

Furthermore, you really have to find a way to make some money.

…

Today's life is relatively difficult, Situ Xi knows this very well, but it wasn't until he walked into the small courtyard holding a small umbrella that he realized that the current situation was worse than he thought.

It is said to be a small courtyard, but in fact there is only one room and a firewood shed. There is a small open space in front of the door connecting the two rooms. It seems spacious when viewed from the window. In front of the courtyard, there is a wooden door that has been in disrepair for many years. Nets and dust covered the door eaves, but after being washed away by the heavy rain, the area on the door that was exposed to the rain actually looked a bit brighter.

It was not until night that Situ Xi found out that Zhongli Min and Qingyu had been sleeping in the woodshed for the past few days, including her wedding night.

After all, the woodshed was small. Looking at the two layers of quilts spread on the thatch on the ground, Situ Xi felt sour in his heart.

But Zhongli Xin's next words caught him even more off guard.

"If my husband is really feeling better, we should be in the same room. Although we are not husband and wife now, it is an indisputable fact that you and I are married. Qingyu is the girl who has the same relationship, so there is no need to avoid it."

He didn't know what kind of mentality Zhongli Min had when he said these words, but he was really not mentally prepared.

Qingyu has no objection. It should be like this. The young lady was driven to the firewood shed on her wedding night. If outsiders found out, they would only become a laughing stock.

But she doesn't blame Situ Xi. Both the uncle and the young lady are poor people.

Now he is fine. My uncle is not dull, not mute, and is no longer afraid of the two of him. He is at least a lot better on the surface, and he seems to be a different person. He even told himself some interesting stories today.

It's always nice to whisper and feel genuinely happy.

…

The bed was very wide, but there were only two pillows, and there was no shortage of quilts. Qingyu made another bunk beside the bed, and the three of them slept with the lamp on.

Everything happened naturally, as if it were a matter of course.

But this is false.

Unlike Qingyu, the two people lying flat on the bed were nervous to varying degrees.

Zhong Lixin tried her best to relax herself, which is what she did when she said those words in the evening.

Moving further inward, Situ Xi leaned his body against the wall, leaving enough space.

There was a bit of silence in the room, things were moving too fast, but it was reasonable, just not very reasonable.

The frequently accelerating heartbeat, the slightly trembling body, and simple heat transfer could not convey Zhongli Min's complex emotions at this moment. Her eyes were closed tightly, but her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Facing the wall sideways, Situ Xi was also sorting out his mood in the darkness.

"You have been wronged."

The rain outside was heavy and the sound was like a falling waterfall, but the two women in the room heard his words very clearly.

Qingyu didn't speak, but just covered the quilt tightly. Zhongli closed his eyes and spoke softly:

"It's good if my husband is getting better. Life is indeed getting better and better. How can we talk about grievances?"

The room became quiet again, and the dark roof was the same as the starless night sky.

The heavy rain is really helpful for sleeping. Perhaps it is because of the contrast between the even and noisy sound of rain outside and the quietness of the room and the warmth of the bed, which makes people inside feel more secure.

On the first real night after coming into this world, Situ Xi suffered from insomnia.


Chapter completed!