Liu Mingzhi untied the horse's reins, turned around and glanced at the two women who were standing outside the door, their eyes full of reluctance and smiled slightly.
"Bizhu, Lingyi, take care, we are destined to meet again."
The two women nodded heavily: "Brother Liu, I wish you a triumphant return."
Liu Mingzhi didn't reply anything. Continuing to talk would only add to the sadness of parting. He directly got on his horse and rode away under the nostalgic gazes of the two women.
Before long, Young Master Liu had already stopped in front of the door.
After handing the horse's rein to Liu Yuan, he walked towards the inner courtyard.
"Husband, you are finally back. Why didn't you come back last night? Did something happen?"
Qinglian was drying her underwear in the yard. When her husband returned, he put down his bellyband and came over to greet her.
Young Master Liu chuckled and nodded, raising his hand to tidy up the hair that was stuck to sweat on Qinglian's forehead.
"Last night, I accompanied His Majesty and his ministers to rehearse, and I talked all night long without realizing it. When I came back to my senses, it was already daylight, which made you worried."
Qinglian smiled and shook her head: "Don't say such outlandish words. You must be in low spirits after staying up all night. My bed has not been made yet. Your eyes are bloodshot. Go and have a rest!"
"Okay, if you don't say that I'm not tired yet, now you say that I'm completely exhausted!"
Qinglian touched her toes and kissed her husband gently on the face.
"Go and rest!"
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, yawned and walked towards Qinglian's room.
Looking at Qinglian from the window as she continued to dry the clothes, Young Master Liu took off his wet python robe, undressed and got into Qinglian's bed with the lingering warmth and scent of osmanthus.
The sun rises and sets, and the moon hangs high.
The sound of a servant's wake-up call made Mr. Liu, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly open his eyes.
His sleepy eyes glanced at the dim night in the room, and there was a hint of loneliness in Young Master Liu's eyes.
He slept soundly in the afternoon until dusk, and woke up alone in the middle of the night to wait for dawn.
This kind of sudden awakening and being surrounded by loneliness is the most devastating thing.
Liu Mingzhi had experienced this kind of thing many times in his previous life, but he never expected that he would feel it again in this life.
Slowly sitting up, Liu Mingzhi rubbed the dirty corners of his eyes. A not-so-bright lantern made the room dim.
Liu Mingzhi breathed out gently: "Have you slept for so long?"
"Husband, you wake up!"
Young Master Liu patted his somewhat drowsy temples and muttered a few words when Qinglian's voice of surprise came. As soon as he finished speaking, Qinglian walked in carrying an exquisite cup and jar.
"Lian'er, what time is it?"
"It's been some time at Xushi, and it's probably almost Haishi. I was worried that your body couldn't bear it after sleeping all day without eating, so I went to cook some bird's nest porridge for you. I've warmed it three times. If you don't wake up, you'll have to start again.
Make new ones!”
Liu Mingzhi rubbed his empty stomach, and without bothering to wash up, he took the bird's nest porridge from Qinglian's hand, blew on it, and drank it in big gulps.
When Qinglian saw her husband's appearance, she was happy that her husband recognized her skills, but she was also worried that her husband's stomach would be hurt if he wolfed down the food like this.
"Husband, please slow down. If it's not enough, I'll do it again."
Young Master Liu finished the bird's nest porridge in three strokes, and put the utensils on the bedside table. His stomach was no longer so empty, and Young Master Liu's spirit was much better.
After standing up and stretching his body, Young Master Liu turned around and went to change the washstand, grabbed a handful of cold water and patted his face.
"Lian'er, go and call Qi Yun and the others to my husband's study. My husband has something to tell you!"
Qinglian was startled and looked at the night hanging high outside the window: "Now?"
"Yes, now!"
Qinglian hesitated for a moment and nodded gently. Her husband asked all the sisters to come over at this time. There must be something important to explain, so he had no choice but to let the sisters who had gone to bed get up.
"I'll go right away."
After Qinglian left, Young Master Liu took out one of his brocade clothes from Qinglian's wardrobe, put it on himself, closed the door and walked towards the study.
After lighting the candle in the study, Liu Mingzhi began to grind the ink. When the ink was even, he picked up the pen and started writing on the rice paper.
When Young Master Liu was writing a piece of rice paper, the third princess took the lead and walked into Young Master Liu's study carrying a lantern.
The third princess's courtyard is closest to the study, so it doesn't mean that she was the first to come to Mr. Liu.
"Husband, it's already dark at night, what's the point of asking my sisters to come here at this time?"
Liu Mingzhi raised his eyes and looked at the third princess and smiled softly: "Yan'er, please sit back first and wait until Yun'er and the others arrive."
"All right!"
The third princess nodded slightly, inserted the lantern into the buckle, and sat quietly on the chair, her phoenix eyes curiously watching her husband's writing movements.
Liu Mingzhi wrote faster and faster. By the time half of the second chapter was written on the rice paper, Qi Yun, Qinglian, Qi Ya, Murong Shan, Yun Qingshi, Ying'er, Ling Weier, and Wenren Yunshu had all finished.
He rushed to the study room.
It's just that when they saw the husband writing crazily, they both chose silence and didn't speak to disturb each other.
Liu Mingzhi naturally heard the footsteps of the girls. They did not disturb him, nor did he say hello. Instead, he focused all his attention on the rice paper in front of him.
All the girls were curious about what their husband was writing and wanted to take a look, but in the end they suppressed their curiosity.
If my husband is preparing some major military plan, it would be really inappropriate for women like me to see it.
After a long time, the careful Qi Ya put on a new candle. Soon, Young Master Liu put down the pen in his hand and blew away the ink marks on it.
After sorting more than a dozen pieces of rice paper together, Mr. Liu stretched his body and glanced at the alluring and incomparably beautiful beauties in the room.
Ying'er, the youngest among the nine girls, has lost her youthful appearance and has become more mature.
Every move reveals a charming charm.
"They're all here!"
"Husband, do you have anything to do with the sisters?"
"That's right, even if you wake me up in the middle of the night, you won't be afraid that I might have fetal contractions."
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Several girls complained twitteringly about Young Master Liu coming, but most of them seemed to be acting like a spoiled brat.
Liu Mingzhi sighed softly: "Ladies, I don't think so, but my husband has already planned to lead his troops to the north in three days."
"If we don't get you all together to talk, I don't know when the next reunion will be."
Among the complicated expressions on the girls' faces, Liu Mingzhi looked at Yun Qingshi, who was standing at the back and gently tugged on his lush green fingers, looking uneasy.
"Especially Qingshi you!"
Liu Mingzhi's eyes fell on Yun Qingshi, who looked a little sad. Looking at Yun Qingshi biting her lips slightly with a slightly embarrassed expression, Liu Mingzhi stepped forward and gently stroked Yun Qingshi's cheek and smiled.
"Silly girl, I'm so happy for my husband to be able to come out from being locked up. I'm happy for you, and I'm happy for myself."
"Seeing that you have figured it out makes me happier than winning a big battle."
"Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and righteousness. My husband knows that you are feeling very uncomfortable, but I want to see you break up."
"There is nothing perfect in this world."
"You have to give up some when you get something. I will understand you politely."
"Husband, I am sincerely happy for you. Congratulations on your rebirth!"
Yunqing Shifeng's eyes were full of mist, and she looked at Young Master Liu with trembling eyes: "Husband, don't blame Shi'er before."
Liu Mingzhi didn't wait for Yun Qing's poem to finish, but took him into his arms and hugged him tightly.
Caressing Yun Qingshi's lightly scented hair, Liu Mingzhi pursed his lips and smiled.
"My husband once said that people can't always live in the past. They have to look forward appropriately."
"My husband doesn't care about your past. As long as your heart is with my husband, I'll be satisfied."