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But he was still one step late, and the tip of her tongue had already touched him.

Lu Shiqing was so shocked that he almost ran away with his pants. Fortunately, Yuan Cixian reacted quickly and let go in time, so he didn't break him.

After this, she was scared, all her courage she had prepared was gone by him. She savored the strange touch that had just happened, and looked at him with some shame and annoyance: "You can't stop being shocked and telling me to be quiet..." She did it for him.

After one go, she lost all the energy and then died. Now she was fine, and she couldn't get excited.

Lu Shiqing's head flashed over and over again the scene of the tender tongue rising between his white teeth and red lips just now. Thinking back to the stimulation of the brief touch, he endured with pain: "Why are you learning everything..."

Yuan Cixian thought to herself that she had broken up all the fire protection pictures she had come to dowry while he was not at home. She had never seen any world before, but she had a slight resistance to this matter and never tried it. Just when she saw him burning and was still caring about her, she became moved and thoughtful.

As a result, he disliked it.

She curled her lips unhappily: "Then I won't learn it."

Lu Shiqing knew that she had misunderstood and wanted to explain to her, but the flames on her body were jumping violently and she couldn't hold it in, so she had to say, "Wait for me a while." After that, she turned around and walked towards the clean room.

Yuan Cixian nodded in a depressed manner, and waited for two incense sticks before seeing him come out, but he had already returned to his calm expression.

Seeing her look of aggrievance, Lu Shiqing got on the bed and supported her elbow and asked knowingly: "What's wrong?"

Yuan Cixian was not the one who kept her worries. She looked at him and said, "Don't you like me to learn those things?"

"I like it." He silently, rubbed his thumb on her lower lip, "But I don't want you to do this."

It should be said that I am reluctant to let her do this.

Hearing that his tone was a bit tender and sweet, Yuan Cixian probably understood the reason for his rejection and said, "I don't think it's dirty..."

"I know."

But it's enough for him to know.

She said "Okay", reached out and pulled the bedding, but when she closed her eyes, she felt someone around her come over and said in her ear: "If you really want to come, I should be the first."

“…”

Yuan Cixian understood the deep meaning of his words, and couldn't help but tremble all over. Then he heard him ask leisurely: "What are you shaking?"

She gritted her teeth and twisted his arm: "Who shook? It's fetal movement, fetal movement!"

Lu Shiqing said "Oh" and touched his chin.

What a big fetal movement.

*

Although they were at peace that night, Yuan Cixian's actions finally rippled in Lu Shiqing's heart, causing him to lose his former airs, just to be kind to her and to die.

After a few days, he took turns to rest. He worked in the study. When he heard that Yuan Cixian was asking people to prepare water, and wanted to take a bath while the sun was warm and not easily caught by the cold, he asked the people to take the message and ask her to wait for him to wash her in the courtyard.

Lu Shiqing finished his business and packed up a stack of important documents on the table. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard three knocks from the other end of the secret passage, so he stopped, turned around and opened the mechanism. As expected, Zheng Zhuo came from the other end of the secret door.

Cai He was in trouble before. In order to avoid King Ping’s suspicion of his fake Xu Shan’s identity, the secret passage was once abandoned for a long time. It was not until the crisis was resolved that it was used again by the two of them.

Lu Shiqing was thinking about Yuan Cixian and spoke a little faster: "I have a rare day off, are you still here to visit me?"

Zheng Zhuo was choked by his straight-forward tone, looked behind him, and asked, "Why, am I disturbing you?"

What good things can he do now? He called him in and said, "There is no good things, it's just that she is waiting for me to give her a haircut."

Zheng Zhuo almost tripped down when he heard this and said in surprise: "Have you all finished the work and dispersed?"

Lu Shiqing glanced at him and said lightly: "What do you know."

This is called husband and wife's interest. He has learned it recently.

Zheng Zhuo thought to himself that he might not understand, the widowed old man might not understand. The concubines in the mansion who were forced by Emperor Huining were either vases or monitored his eyes and ears, and it was not worth his effort.

He thought for a while and said, "Then you go and do it first, don't tell her to wait in a hurry."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Lu Shiqing felt that he was quite understanding. When he finished speaking, he felt less comfortable. Why, he cared about Yuan Cixian very much?

Seeing that there was frost on his face, Zheng Zhuo knew what he was thinking and patted his shoulder: "I care about my godson."

Lu Shiqing sneered" him.

Who said his son would recognize him as his godfather? Besides, how did he know that he must be his son?

He glanced at him and knew that he had entered the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so he must have brought some news, and asked: "Is the news important? If two incense sticks won't die, I will go first."

Zheng Zhuo laughed: "I can't die. I'll wait for you here. I'll serve me a pot of tea. It's delicious. Then take out the Wumu, so I can pass the time alone."

Lu Shiqing had no choice but to look at him. He was a serious prince who liked gambling scenes. But he gave him both tea and Wumu, and then went around to the back of the house to find Yuan Cixian.

Yuan Cixian didn't know that Zheng Zhuo was visiting. Seeing Lu Shiqing coming for a long time, she sat in the corridor and complained: "If you don't come, I can wash it myself!"

Lu Shiqing coughed softly, looked back at the back window of the study room, and didn't know if Zheng Zhuo heard such words that were smeared by him, and said, "I've been delayed."

She didn't complain anymore and asked, "What are you doing to wash in the yard?"

He pointed to the sun hanging in the sky: "The weather is good, so bask in the sun." After saying that, he called her to the patio and "Come."

Yuan Cixian really doesn't like to be stuck in the house. It's rare to encounter such a warm day in November. When he left the corridor and basked in the sun, he felt extremely comfortable and had no temper. He lay down on the beauty chair prepared by the servants in advance with a smile.

Lu Shiqing walked around the back of the bench, took off the hairpin on her head, loosened her long hair with one hand, and picked up a scoop with the other.

Yuan Cixian narrowed her eyes like a cat, and lazily reminded: "My hair is very dirty."

Because it was cold, Lu Shiqing was afraid that she would catch a cold on the head, so he didn't take a shower often. Her hair was a little dirty, so he didn't care. She still had a lot of energy at night.

Lu Shiqing gently scratched her scalp: "I know." But he had no intention of stopping.

Yuan Cixian thought to herself that it was really Hedong in one year and Hexi in thirty years. It took her less than a year to get Lu Shiqing and she could get him to serve him for the next thirty or fifty years. It was really cost-effective.

Lu Shiqing didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing the corners of her lips raised, she looked satisfied, and felt that this leisurely life was really comfortable. She couldn't help but smile. While scooping up a scoop of filtered soapy acacia water from the bucket and wet her hair, she asked, "Is it cold?"

Yuan Cixian closed her eyes and shook her head: "Just."

After a few scoops of water were gone, he began to rub her hair. Perhaps it was because of the perfect force of his rubbing, and the sun was drying, Yuan Cixian soon became sleepy and said in a daze: "If I fall asleep, take me back and carefully press on the child."

Lu Shiqing kept moving his hands and smiled faintly: "Aren't you afraid of suppressing me?"

Yuan Cixian suddenly woke up and opened her eyes and asked, "Do you think I'm serious?"

Before he could answer, he saw her slapped: "Who did I have worked hard to conceive for ten months? Now, my figure has changed, my face has become so fat, and I am disliked by this father..."

Lu Shiqing knew at a glance that she hadn't acted for a long time. She felt itchy and pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "If I dislike you, who will give birth to me?"

"I'm still greedy. I've been so peaceful for you this time. I've made a pair of them together for your wishes!" Yuan Cixian blamed him with a skewed head.

He twisted her head back: "Don't move around." Then he continued, "What if you give birth to a boy and a girl, I'm still uncomfortable."

"..." is unreasonable!

The two of them pulled and passed the time that Lu Shiqing and Zheng Zhuo agreed. Fortunately, Zheng Zhuoyuan sat by the back window and saw clearly the movements in the courtyard through the window. Seeing that he had not finished washing, he was not in a hurry. It was just a little boring to play with Wumu alone, so he looked up at them from time to time.

He saw two symmetrical locust trees planted in the courtyard, and their leaves fell all over. They looked a little bleak, but when the warm sun in mid-winter was shining, they were inexplicably steaming and a little vitality, like a dark green cage.

Looking at the two people who were making a fuss under the tree, Yuan Cixian seemed to be angry with Lu Shiqing. She bounced her fingers and shot a little soap foam between her hair to the tip of her nose.

Lu Shiqing was caught in anger and laughed at her. He raised his hand to wipe it, but it seemed that he was a little hesitant because of the smooth soap acacia with her hands.

Seeing this, Yuan Cixian smiled and picked out a handkerchief from her sleeve, then raised her neck, stretched her arms to help him gently wipe it.

He vaguely heard her say, "Okay, I won't mess with you."

Lu Shiqing looked like he was deeply bitter but swallowed his anger and continued to rub her.

He took his eyes back when he saw this, looked down at the Danjin Rizhao who was falling on the window coffin, pursed his lips and smiled, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

It seems like a very interesting thing to bathe hair on people.

*

After about another stick of incense, Lu Shiqing finished washing Yuan Cixian's hair. He wiped her with a hand towel twice and said, "It's not dry enough, I'll ask someone to wipe it later."

Yuan Cixian looked back at him unhappily: "I'm sending the Buddha and the West, and you're going to lose me halfway!"

He smiled helplessly: "It's been too long, and someone in the study is waiting for me."

"who?"

He pointed to the back window of the study and signaled her to look at it by herself.

Yuan Cixian followed what he was looking for, and saw Zheng Zhuo sitting there at the other end of the window, sucking the tea in the tea cup in his hand. He noticed her gaze. He turned his head, nodded at her, and smiled faintly to greet him.

“…”

Such a big prince was sitting not far away, but she was lying swaying. This was amazing. Yuan Cixian subconsciously wanted to support herself and sit upright, but saw Zheng Zhuo make a gesture to her not move.

Lu Shiqing also pressed her down: "Why are you polite to him?"

Yuan Cixian thought to himself that he was too rude. If she had known Zheng Zhuogan was waiting, she would not have delayed him for so long. She wrinkled her nose and said to him, "You might as well go."

Lu Shiqing sent someone to take her back, then got up and went back to the study. He saw Zheng Zhuo's servant coming from the courtyard, and closed the window tightly with his hands and feet. He flew towards him and said, "You have chosen a good position to keep an eye on him."

Zheng Zhuo smiled and said, "I have learned military skills well by thanking Mr. Lu for his praise."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zheng Zhuo stopped laughing and said with a slut, "What happened to the Uighurs."
Chapter completed!