Qin Shouan looked at the charming, mature woman, whose face already had some traces of aging, but it was even more charming.
He has a gentle and upright temperament. Even though he just fought against an eighth-grade peak person, his makeup and clothing are still meticulous, which can be called a model of grooming.
This is completely different from the average person's impression of menopausal women. Qin Shouan couldn't help but think of the discussion of "menopause" in the medical book Huaiyu read.
"Oh, menopause refers to the process of martial arts training, because warriors absorb a lot of nutrients and convert them into true energy, thereby improving their physical condition. They will appear younger in a certain period of time, and they will also be as prone to irritability as young people.
." Qin Shouan explained.
Zhong Hua Mei couldn't help but smile. She didn't laugh like a young woman when she was teased, but the charm between her eyebrows and eyes was like a warm breeze, making her look very comfortable.
After walking around for a while, Zhong Hua Mei dismissed a few maids who kept their heads down, and led Qin Shouan outside the room with the door sign of "Drunk Flower Room".
The five roller blinds were half-draped, and behind them were split ice-cracked embroidered windows. Chong Huamei watched Qin Shou'an walk in, then closed the door, and the roller blinds were loosened and hung completely.
When Qin Shouan walked into the Drunken Flower Room, he smelled an aroma that made people feel drunk. No wonder it was called the Drunken Flower Room.
Hanging moon order, Huanghuali three-screen Luohan bed with green marble heart, red sandalwood carved cloud and dragon pattern top cabinet, old flower four-in-one Ruyi six-post canopy bed...
The heavy and elegant furniture decoration does not look like a woman's reception room in a tiled house, but more like a lady's bedroom.
That's right, Miss Shengjun is escorted by nine-level masters when she comes in and out. She is not really selling herself and performing in the east courtyard. She "sees guests behind the curtain" and even Fu Anshu has to show up.
Qin Shou'an didn't really think that after becoming a "guest of honor", he and she would be caught in the red waves, admiring the moon and catching rabbits.
I casually walked to the area covered with checkered floor mats, but I couldn’t see the girl Shengjun.
Qin Shouan took off his shoes and sat next to the coffee table.
Watching the spring water in the stone mortar being burned and rolling in waves, with teacups, kettles and other utensils all available, I went to make tea and drink it.
After drinking, Qin Shouan raised his hand and pressed his temples, shaking his body as if dizzy.
He insisted on pouring the tea into the charcoal stove and turned off the heat, then closed his eyes and fell on the floor mat.
The only sound left in the room was the gentle breathing of a man sleeping soundly, and the fragrance of tea mixed with the fragrance of flowers became increasingly rich and intoxicating.
There was a slight knock on the door, the visitor's footsteps slowed down, and the hem of his skirt rustled on the floor. Miss Shengjun slowly approached Qin Shou'an, lowering her head and looking at him.
"Hahaha..." Miss Shengjun laughed.
After laughing a few times, Miss Shengjun looked at Qin Shou'an again, and it turned out to be exactly the same as in the portrait.
When we were young, we were just close childhood sweethearts. How could an ignorant naughty boy think about things between men and women?
Girls must mature earlier after all. Before he left Longyin City to learn martial arts, he had that kind of youthful joy.
Then he left, and I felt something was wrong.
Originally, the flowers would be in full bloom in spring, and he would pick them off and let people taste the honey inside, and he would dig up the soil to look for some weird bugs.
He would lead them to climb up to the wall and sit there, and when he pushed aside the tiles, he would see a snail crawling on it, with its two tentacles trembling and slightly raised, as if curiously looking at him and them, who were also full of curiosity.<
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In the spring after he left, there were only various so-called rituals arranged by the palace, and he followed his mother to pretend to shovel a few handfuls of soil. No one, like him, would catch the earthworms broken into two pieces from the soil, and then bring them back with him.
Take her fishing.
Even in the summer, when the sun is so intense that it makes people peel off their skin, they will still complain about the poisonous sun while following his buttocks and getting tanned into a little tan girl.
What fun is there on a hot day?
Of course, I went to the lake to pick lotus flowers and lotus roots. They were all covered in black mud and looked like little water monsters.
He also found a big tree hole that a few people could squeeze in. Squatting inside, it seemed like he had a world that only belonged to a few children. Then he told everyone stories in the tree hole. It was another carefree afternoon.
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In the summer after he left, the Ice Palace in the Kunlun Mountains was opened, sending ice cubes to the palace and the homes of princes and ministers.
I lazily drank the ice-cold bayberry juice. The heat had dissipated, but I was still just lying on the couch. The maids used fans dipped in ice water to provide air, and I was also very upset.
As for the harvest autumn and the snowy winter, we spent more time playing together with him.
No one can imagine why he can find so many fun things!
As long as they follow him, everyone will be like a bunch of brainless lambs, shouting and happy, but he is leading them anyway.
For eight whole years, it was absolutely boring!
With the Queen Mother around, even Miss Shengjun and the Queen Mother, who also likes to play with him, can't recall him.
Miss Shengjun couldn't understand at first why Qin Shou'an was sent to Tiandaomen... The relationship between the palace and Riyue Mountain is obviously closer.
The Queen Mother still did not tell them this reason, but she made one thing clear: she would allow Miss Shengjun and Baobao Rong to be so free since they were young, and to visit Qin Shou'an so frequently, in fact, in order to cultivate the relationship between their childhood sweethearts.
Although the relationship was cultivated by arrangement, the two girls did not reject it. Who cares whether it was arranged or not, Qin Shouan was so interesting, so lovable, and being with him was so fun!
Only when they grew older did Miss Shengjun realize that they had to work hard to give birth to a son with Qin Shou'an.
With this son, the series of protections formulated by the Queen Mother in order to hold on to the throne and stabilize the New Qin world after the late emperor died unexpectedly will be able to come to a perfect end.
The situation where the Queen Mother listens behind the curtain cannot continue forever. The throne of Xin Qin will eventually be inherited by a man with the blood of the Qin royal family.
In fact, Miss Shengjun doesn't care too much about the things behind these things now. Her greatest interest is still focused on Qin Shouan himself.
"You don't have that big belly that Baby Rong loves most!"
Miss Shengjun lifted the bathing skirt wrapped around her waist, revealing a pair of long legs as smooth as ivory, and lightly stepped on Qin Shouan's belly with her toes.
"Do you think Baby Rong is sick? She actually expects you to eat all those pigs, cattle, sheep, bird's nests and shark's fins, and then grow a pot belly again!"
Miss Shengjun kept gently stepping on Qin Shou'an's belly with her toes, feeling more and more ridiculous about Rong Baobao, and laughed in her heart:
"You're not a seed. Just water it and it will grow. I told her that you don't eat mutton, but she insisted that you might eat it when you grow up."
Thinking about all this, Miss Shengjun tilted her head and looked down.
Seed? Yes, Qin Shouan is not a seed, but he has seeds. Miss Shengjun has not forgotten the business.