In the first year of Taichu, on the evening of March 17th, the night before Zhong Qingye’s canonization.【】
It rained heavily all day, and towards evening there were thunderstorms. The sky suddenly became overcast, and the cool wind blew away the warmth that had been accumulated in the early spring.
Zhong Qingye was afraid of the cold. Although the room was not so extreme that it stained the stove, he put on a thick winter cloak and stood in front of the tent, watching the heavy rain falling outside.
The rain was really heavy, and I couldn’t forget it when it started falling. Strings of water droplets slid down from the flying crested glass on the roof, and fell to the ground in drops. Several torrents formed on the white marble floor of the front yard.
Flow forward along the carved lines.
The rain and mist were thick in the air, and the white water splash covered the whole world with a light white mist. Thousands of scenery also became hazy, and the green leaves and flowers were swaying and shaking due to the rain, as if they were about to fall in the next second.
It was like falling to the ground. The spring scenery that originally filled the garden was diluted by this rain.
It’s not the season of mildew rain yet, but when it starts raining, it has a tendency to never stop.
There were light footsteps coming behind him, and he couldn't hear it clearly mixed with the sound of rain. Zhong Qingye just thought it was Chun'er or some girl, and didn't pay much attention to it. He said casually: "It's really raining hard. I don't know.
How many crabapples will there be left tomorrow?"
"I don't know how many Begonias are left, but you don't know how to take care of yourself in such a heavy rain. You just stand in front of your mouth and blow the wind." A rich male voice came from behind with a hint of anger, and then a pair of hands passed through her arms and held them.
She hugged her, pressed her chin against it, and said angrily: "Why, have you also been reminded of this little woman's thoughts by this rain?"
Zhong Qingye chuckled and tilted his head slightly, looking at Qi Mo's face that had become thinner over the past few days. The tiredness in his eyes could hardly be covered, and he said slightly distressed: "Are you tired today? Why did you come here in such a heavy rain?
Already?"
Qi Mo closed his eyes, took a deep breath on her neck, and said with a smile: "I miss you..."
Zhong Qingye couldn't help but laugh, stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, and cursed lightly: "He is really getting more and more glib. After becoming the emperor, he even became smarter."
"Hey, hey, Regent Prince Dading, how can a minister speak to me in this tone?" Qi Mo seemed to be in a good mood, and he actually joked. "I will get angry, are you afraid?"
"Young master, this is not your court. You are my husband, and I can speak in any tone." Zhong Qingye turned around and faced him, twitching his chin, completely domineering.
Qi Mo couldn't help but chuckle, he pinched both sides of her cheeks politely with both hands, applied a little force, and said with a straight face: "Okay, I am a wife, but I dare not obey my husband's instructions. I am my husband."
How to teach you a lesson!"
Saying that he was about to reach out to scratch her, Zhong Qingye smiled and hurriedly bent down to avoid it. At a glance, he saw that the hem of Qi Mo's bright yellow gold nine-dragon satin robe was wet to a large extent, reaching to his knees. He hurriedly moved it
Waving his hands, he raised his head and glared at him. "Are you done yet? My clothes are so wet, why don't you go change them quickly!"
"Tsk, tsk, it's really fierce." Qi Mo smacked his lips indifferently, with a look of annoyance on his face, and muttered: "My queen turns out to be a tigress..."
"Pfft..." The ones who laughed were Yan Zi and Chun'er who had just walked into the room. Both of them had the new robes that Qi Mo wanted to change into. They couldn't hold back their laughter when they heard his teasing. Yan Zi Wai Wai Wai
He raised his head and said with a hint of pride: "The Emperor can only show such a side in front of our tigress, Chun'er, what is this called?"
Chun'er placed the gold-gilt rosewood cloud pattern tray on the table, stretched out her hand to support her chin in a pretentious manner, and said with a serious face: "I think this is probably what Brother Xu often says, one thing brings down another."
"Wrong!"
Chun'er and Yanzi are both old people around Zhong Qingye. They seldom pay attention to rules and etiquette in front of Zhong Qingye. The reason why they dare to tease Qi Mo like this this time is because Zhong Qingye is beside him. Yanzi
He loudly denied Chun'er's words, and a playful smile appeared on his round and white face.
"This should be... the deepest love between two birds."
Chun'er hurriedly responded and said: "It's not just a deep love between two birds, it's a love stronger than gold. They are a couple of gods and gods!"
While the two were talking, they also winked at Zhong Qingye, their expressions as playful as possible.
Zhong Qingye was thick-skinned and wasn't afraid of their teasing, but that didn't mean she just accepted it obediently and tilted her head. "Qi Mo, are you two girls slim and well-behaved?
Very good?"
Qi Mo supported his wife, nodded vigorously and said jokingly: "She is indeed pretty and lovely."
Chun'er and Yanzi suddenly had a bad premonition and stopped moving to look at them nervously.
Zhong Qingye smiled more kindly. "They are also old people around me after all. Now that they are not young, it is time for me to marry them..."
"Empress!"
"Empress!"
The two of them screamed almost at the same time, interrupting Zhong Qingye's words. After all, she was an ancient girl. How could she be as thick-skinned as Zhong Qingye? Her little face turned red, she stamped her feet fiercely, Yan Zi turned around.
Just leave. "I'm ignoring you!"
Chun'er also stamped her feet and rolled her eyes. "I won't pay attention to you either!"
The two of them rushed out of the door and closed it tightly with a snap. Zhong Qingye shrugged, looking at Qi Mo with a look of guilt on his face. "You, now even the girl dares to ride on top of my head, I am a queen..."
It’s really frustrating to think of it.”
Qi Mo couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and twisted his eyebrows and said: "They dare to be so presumptuous, are they spoiled by you? Chun'er used to be a very docile woman, but now she dares to look down on her master.
"Tsk, tsk..." After finishing speaking, he clucked, shaking his head with a look of pity.
Zhong Qingye smiled half-heartedly. "You know these young and beautiful girls very well."
She deliberately accentuated the words "young and beautiful" so as not to sound sinister. Qi Mo moved his nose and said flatteringly: "But I definitely don't know you well. Okay, don't say this.
, I’m very cold, I’d better change my clothes quickly.”
After saying that, he rushed to the table as if he was impatient. Zhong Qingye smiled at his slightly hurried back, turned around and put down the door. The sound of rain suddenly became much quieter, and the gilt flower incense candle in the room was burning quietly.
, the warm light that illuminates the entire room is pleasant.
Zhong Qingye took off the clothes from Qi Mo's hand and said calmly: "I'll do it."