The fifteenth day of July was once just a traditional ghost festival in modern China in Zhong Qingye’s memory, but now it has an additional event, that is, the birthday of Emperor Qi Mu of the Northern Qi Dynasty.【】
For this reason, Zhong Qingye, who was lazily browsing the gift list in Qi Mo's arms, complained very well that he was born on such a ghost festival. No wonder Qi Mu always has a sinister expression and looks like a ghost.
The appearance of the upper body.
After looking at the list of gifts for a long time, Zhong Qingye’s head was aggravated by the verbose names on it. She threw the list on the bed, yawned and asked: "What time is it?"
Qi Mo, who was closing his eyes to rest, opened one eye and said, "It's time."
"I'm hungry." Zhong Qingye pulled the quilt and said, "Bring me the clothes."
Qi Mo opened his eyes and glanced at her, then took out a mess of clothes from the corner of the bed. Zhong Qingye didn't mind, unfolded them and put them on his body, tied them up haphazardly, and walked off barefoot.
bed.
The robe was very big, and she was not wearing any close-fitting panties. Her white and tender calves were looming with her movements. Qi Mo's mouth was dry. If it weren't for the fact that he was going to the palace to celebrate Qi Mu's birthday today, he would have wanted to press Zhong Qingye down.
Go back to bed and do some morning exercise.
"Qi Mo, which one are you going to wear today?" Zhong Qingye walked to the bed with a few pieces of clothes in one hand. His delicate eyebrows twisted into knots. The morning sun came in and painted a circle of light red on his fair little face.
There is a halo, and there are thin wrinkles on the straight little nose, which looks very funny.
Qi Mo couldn't lie down on the bed anymore, so she put on her pants and walked out naked. She carefully looked at the handful of clothes in her hand, and suddenly reached out and pulled out one piece: "That's it."
Zhong Qingye threw all the other clothing materials back on the bed, and took the first piece of clothing from Qi Mo's hand. It was a purple and purple peony intarsia waist-cut gauze skirt, with gold thread embroidery on the skirt, collar, and cuffs.
Exquisite and gorgeous.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhong Qingye responded cheerfully, called Yanzi and Qiu'er to come in, and walked behind the screen to change clothes, while Chun'er and Xia'er dressed Qi Mo outside.
After Qi Mo was dressed, Zhong Qingye walked out from behind the screen, looked up with a smile and asked: "Qi Mo, how are you?"
Qi Mo turned around and saw a slim woman in a purple orchid dress standing in front of her, with a smile as bright as a flower, revealing two neat rows of dazzling white teeth, and two shallow pear dimples on her small face.
It's a little less sharp and a little more youthful and charming.
The clear black and white almond eyes are as bright as stars. The clear eyes are neither charming nor enchanting, but there is a touch of amorous feelings in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows. The unruly and unruly look in her eyes makes her whole person full of energy.
In order to attract people's attention, a smile can attract the attention of everyone in the room.
It's not like Qi Mo has never seen a beautiful woman before, but she is the only one in the world. She doesn't wear makeup or fancy clothes. She has a single pair of smart and bright eyes and a lightly curved lip line, which can easily attract all his attention.
Zhong Qingye once said that Qi Mo forcefully broke into her world like a sharp sword and pierced her heart fiercely. No matter whether he stayed or pulled away, the traces of his existence would never be lost.
will be eliminated.
But what she didn't know was that she was the same in the eyes of this man. In Qi Mo's world, Zhong Qingye had already stood in a world, and the sky was her and the earth was her, and she had already integrated with his world.
As one body, such an existence, how do you ask Qi Mo to pull it out.
"Qi Mo? Qi Mo!?" Zhong Qingye's voice suddenly sounded, bringing back Qi Mo's distracted thoughts. His slender eyebrows were raised in confusion: "Let me ask you, are you okay? Why don't you speak?"
Qi Mo walked over, stretched out his arms to hug her, and said slowly in a solemn tone that he had never seen before: "Okay, very good, I have never seen such a nice person."
Her beauty, her charm, her charm couldn't be summed up by "good" in his heart.
Perhaps he didn't expect that his casual question would elicit such a solemn answer from Qi Mo. Zhong Qingye's face was slightly arrogant, but he pretended to be angry and said: "Okay, Qi Mo, you have learned to talk sweetly now."
Qi Mo Lai hugged her tightly and said, half jokingly and half seriously: "As long as you are willing, it doesn't matter if you ask me to say it for the rest of your life."
lifetime……
These three solemn words came out of his mouth in such a natural way.
A piece of my heart became uncontrollably soft and warm.
Zhong Qingye's face turned even redder, and he hurriedly drove away from him, shouting: "Who wants to live with you for the rest of his life? Girls, comb my hair. Really, no matter what time it is, you are still in the mood to hang around here..."
"
The corners of Qi Mo's mouth raised slightly, forming a nice arc, warm and simple.
The relationship between the prince and the princess is so good...
The four girls covered their mouths and smiled secretly, and walked over to dress Zhong Qing and Ye Wan in an orderly manner. Qi Mo sat at a table not far away, holding a cup of tea, sipping it slowly, and asked several girls to give it to the girl.
The little woman who likes to be duplicitous is dressing up and fixing her hair. The sun is warm and the golden light shines on the world without a trace of haze.
Zhong Qingye secretly looked at the man in the mirror. Seeing his leisurely look, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and put his plain white hands gently on his chest.
There is a place in my chest that is warm and scorching, with a reassuring temperature.
This is probably happiness.
…
At a quarter of an hour, which is estimated to be around ten o'clock in the morning equivalent to modern time, Prince Rui and Princess Rui, who had finally arranged themselves, had eaten and drank enough, and walked slowly to the door of the mansion hand in hand.
There was already an exquisite and gorgeous soft sedan waiting outside the door. Zhong Qingye raised his head and glanced at the high red ribbon, curled his lips, let go of Qi Mo's arm and prepared to walk into the sedan.
"Qingye." Before she even moved, Qi Mo reached out and grabbed her.
Zhong Qingye turned around: "What's wrong?"
Qi Mo put on that cold mask again on his face, and his eyes were deep and dark under the shadow. "Don't be afraid after entering the palace."
Zhong Qingye was stunned for a moment, and soon understood that he was referring to Zhong Ying. He raised his sharp chin, and on the neatly curved Lingyun temples on his head, the gem-set butterfly and double-flower gilt silver hairpins glowed in the sun.
The shimmering light reflected into the woman's dark eyes, making them extremely bright.
"When the soldiers come, I will block it, and when the water comes, you block it. What do I have to fear?"
Qi Mo stared at Zhong Qingye's back. It took him a while to realize what he was doing, and his joyful laughter resounded throughout the world.