Suddenly it was dark, the family got together for a warm dinner, and before Chen Xu had time to drink tea and eat, a group of wives took the maids back to the room in advance.

Even Xing'er and Yu Ji sit in the living room and play checkers for a while after eating, but they don't know where to run today.

Chen Xu was bored, accompanied his daughter Chen Xi to sing and tell stories, and when Chen Xi was lying in his arms, he had closed his eyes and began to yawn, and at this time, Fan Caiying's maid Xiaoping came to invite.

Looking at Xiaoping's face full of shyness and expectation, Chen Xu remembered what Fan Caiying had said in the afternoon, so he handed over his daughter to a few maids to take to sleep, and he followed the maids to Fan Caiying's room.

Several master bedrooms in the backyard are brightly lit, and there are countless maids serving tea and water coming and going.

"Greetings to Master Hou!" The two servants who were guarding the door of Meng Wan hurriedly saluted.

"No courtesy, the third lady is still bathing?" Chen Xu frowned slightly.

Because Meng Wan has been pregnant for more than four months, she goes to bed relatively early on weekdays, and now that the time has passed, it stands to reason that she has already turned off the lights and gone to bed, but now she is still taking a bath.

"Back to the Hou Ye, the third lady is still taking a osmanthus bath!" A servant replied quickly.

Chen Xu walked in with tears and laughter.

The bedroom is divided into an inner room and an outer room, and there are side rooms and side rooms next to it, the inner room is the master's bedroom, the outer room is responsible for washing and resting on weekdays, and the side room is the maid's living place.

As for the more luxurious is the inner courtyard of the palace, each famous concubine even has a set of their own bedroom, plus the garden kitchen and the rooms of the palace servants' residences, the area is dozens or even hundreds of acres, which is larger than the mansion of ordinary princes and princesses.

In order to facilitate the coming and going and taking care of Chen Xu on weekdays, he arranged the residences of Shui Qingrou, Ying Shiyan, Meng Wan and even Fan Caiying near his bedroom, during which there were corridors and corridors connected, even if it rained and snowed, it was convenient to come and go, Fan Caiying was arranged on the very side because of his identity, so if Chen Xu wanted to go over, he would have to pass through Meng Wan, Ying Shiyan and Shui Qingrou's rooms in turn.

In the outer room of the bedroom was a large bathtub with a curling steam, and the room was filled with a mist of water and the smell of osmanthus flowers.

The two maids were busy working next to the bathtub, and when they saw Chen Xu coming in, they quickly stopped and saluted, Chen Xu nodded slightly and strode to the side of the bathtub, and saw a thick layer of osmanthus floating inside, leaving only a stunning Lori Rong face outside.

"Husband~~" Meng Wan exclaimed in surprise and stood up from the bathtub in fright.

Chen Xu hurriedly helped her out, and asked the maid to quickly bring a bath towel to wrap her and said: "If you are pregnant, you must pay attention on weekdays, you can't sleep too late, and you can't use too hot water to take a bath......"

"Husband, do you smell the fragrance on my body?" Meng Wan coquettishly raised her arm in front of Chen Xu's nose.

"Xiangxiang, hurry up and dry your clothes and go to the bed to rest, it's already late!" Chen Xu carried Meng Wan into the inner room, and it took more than ten minutes to wipe the sweat from her forehead out, the pregnant wife is not very easy to serve, everything has to be careful, if you say that she is not fragrant, it is estimated that she will sneak in a bath for a day tomorrow.

"You go back first, and I'll go to the second lady's room to have a look!" After coming out, Chen Xu asked Xiaoping to go back early, because according to today's situation, several wives must have gone back to take a petal bath in advance.

Sure enough, Ying Shiyan's room was almost exactly the same, and after Chen Xu went in, he quickly fished out Ying Shiyan, who was almost five months pregnant, out of the bathtub and carried her into the inner room, and did not leave until she fell asleep.

Chen Xu didn't plan to go in when he passed by the room where the water was gentle, but the sound of the maid at the door saluting and greeting was alarmed by the water soft, and the water in the nightdress opened the door and came out to greet him.

Looking at Shui's soft, beautiful and delicate face, with his hair that had not yet dried, Chen Xu couldn't bear to refuse, so he took Shui's gentle hand into the room and closed the doors and windows.

"Hey, take a gentle chrysanthemum bath?" Although Chen Xu didn't see the water soaking softly, it could be judged from the fragrance on her body and hair, with a faint and elegant bitter fragrance.

"Husband, does it smell good? Does it smell good? Shui Qingrou stood in front of him with a slight hint of rare little daughter's shyness and demeanor.

"It's not thick or light, the breath is natural, chrysanthemums are the taste of autumn, and your character is generally indifferent. After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves. Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. The gentle scent on my body is my favorite taste! Chen Xu gently hugged the water in his arms, buried his head in her hair, and gently sniffed the elegant fragrance of flowers and whispered.

"After dusk, there is a dark fragrance in the sleeves. Mo Dao doesn't kill his soul, the curtain rolls the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers......" Shui softly recited Chen Xu's poem softly, and only after a long time did he put his arms around Chen Xu's neck, "Husband made another good poem, but it's a pity to be gentle......"

"You have forgotten your agreement with me, don't mention that incident in the future!" Chen Xu held the water in both hands and gently lowered her cheeks, looking at the two faint scars in the corners of her eyes to interrupt her words.

"Husband, it's a gentle mistake!" A mist instantly rose from Shui's soft eyes, obscuring her bright eyes.

"I'll accompany you tonight, and by the way, I'll tell you a story about a talented girl!" Chen Xu smiled and lifted the quilt and sat on the bed.

"Is it the story of a talented woman in the book of heaven?" The water is soft, and the eyes are bright in an instant.

As a monk, as a former disciple of Liezi, in fact, he doesn't have much desire to have children, but after marrying Chen Xu, he can't give him a legacy and feel lost, and for the identity of Chen Xu's immortal family's discipleship, Shui Qingrou is convinced, because since he met Chen Xu, Chen Xu has not shown that he is a normal person, and everything he does and thinks cannot be described in normal words, but can only be attributed to the category of immortals.

Therefore, including Yu Wuya, the two of them were naturally very interested in the book of heaven that Chen Xu obtained, and they were also very fascinated by all kinds of strange worlds that did not exist.

"Naturally, the lady come up quickly, don't get cold!" Chen Xu took off his clothes and got into the quilt after three times and divided five by two, and the water gently took off his nightdress, blew out the candles, and got into his arms in thin obscene clothes, and the two hugged each other heart-to-heart.

"A poem said by Fang Cai Fujun, in fact, it is the master of the story of the talented woman who came to tell today, this woman's surname is Li, her name is Qingzhao, she is a famous female poet of the Song Dynasty, she was born in a family of poets and books since she was a child, and her family has a collection of thousands of books, because she has been able to chant poems and compose lyrics when she was a girl, and she has been able to compose poems when she was a girl, and she has moved the entire Beijing Shi Bianliang, and she wrote a popular poem at the age of thirteen, and was praised as a talented woman by a famous ......scholar in Beijing."

"Husband, can you read this poem to me?" The water is soft and fascinating.

"Naturally, this is a small song, and the name of the word brand is Drunken Huayin. Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the residual wine, and the questionnaire curtain was tried, but the begonias were still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red, and thin......"

"Sure enough, it's a talented girl, this poem is strange, but it sounds patchwork and picturesque!" The water whispered softly.

"That's, otherwise how can you call it a talented girl, the dark fragrance sleeves I read just now are also her works, but it's a lot more mature than this one!"

The style is different, the two poems read in completely different moods, this one with pursuit and tranquility, while the former with sadness and longing. Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. It seems like she's missing her lover......"

"Can you read all this? Sure enough, you are also a talented woman, but you are much happier than her, and I am much happier than his husband, Li Qingzhao grew up and married a famous man Zhao Mingcheng, who was also a scholar, and the two were quite poor after marriage, but the two were in love, even if they lived hard, but they chanted poems to each other and played the piano and wrote, and lived a life of husband and wife, but unfortunately for some reason, Li Qingzhao was also unable to have children, and the husband and wife had no heirs, and later Zhao Mingcheng entered the court as an official and was involved in the court battle, and was persecuted by the prime minister, And Li Qingzhao was also implicated in the exchange of poetry with some celebrities and scholars, and was almost imprisoned several times, and then left the capital with her husband to drift across the country, and after middle age, there was a strong enemy attacking the Song State, and he was dissatisfied with the domestic surrender faction, and wrote countless poems angrily denouncing the emperor and the imperial court, but after all, she was a woman, and she could not change anything......"

In the dead of night, the two hugged each other and lay down, chattering, Chen Xu slowly told the story of a talented woman who also had no heirs but was worried about the country and the people and finally died lonely in a foreign land, and the water was gentle but I didn't know whether it was sympathy or feelings, and I heard tears soaking through Chen Xu's clothes.

"Compared with Li Qingzhao, she is really in a blessing, and now she has a husband who loves and spoils her every day, and she shouldn't think about it!" In the darkness, Shui gently hugged Chen Xu and blamed himself softly.

"Hehe, can you figure it out, the moral scriptures are cloudy: who is the name and the body? What is the body and the goods? Sickness or death? If you love much, you will spend a lot, and if you hide too much, you will die. Therefore, contentment is not humiliating, and knowing that it will not be destroyed, and it can last for a long time. There is a way in the world, but it is dung. There is no way in the world, and Rong Ma was born in the suburbs. There is no greater sin than desire, no greater misfortune than discontentment, and no greater guilt than desire. Therefore, the sufficiency of contentment is always sufficient......"

"Lao Tzu is a saint who has attained the Tao, leaving the moral scriptures to warn future generations with the word contentment, so contentment and happiness is the true meaning of life, you and I know each other, and now we love each other, whether we have children or not can not change each other's beliefs, compared to many families in the world who are broken and separated from their wives, what else do we have to be dissatisfied with, and I have been diligently seeking to reform Daqin, just want Daqin not to embark on the old road of the Song Kingdom, become the object of trampling by foreign races, and do not want my family, my children, My friend fell to the bleak ending of the talented girl Li Qingzhao, who was sad and angry! ”

"Fujun is a first-class great man in the world, he will definitely be able to turn the tide, protect Daqin from falling, and will inevitably avoid the disaster of Huaxia being trampled by the surrounding barbarian invasion, Fujun has only been in Xianyang for a few years, Daqin has undergone earth-shaking changes, Pingxiang clan, Liu Bang, the two heroes of Daqin recorded in the Book of Heaven are now under the control of Fujun, and that tragic massacre will inevitably disappear......" Shui gently stroked Chen Xu's cheek and whispered.

"So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong...... I finally understand why she misses Xiang Yu so much, the Great Song Dynasty is in turmoil with internal and external troubles, how much she hopes that a hero will come out to save her homeland, save the country she loves, even if this country ruins her family, but she has never hated half of it, a strange woman, I'm afraid I might as well ......"

Turning his head to look at the shadow of the moonlight tree that entered through the window, Chen Xu hugged the woman in his arms tightly and sighed in a low voice.

"Husband, is the Xiang Yu that Li Qingzhao said the little overlord Xiang Ji?"

"Maybe, it's just the shadow of a hero in her heart, the night is quiet, the silver moon is shining, I can't live up to such a beautiful scenery......" Chen Xu's hands slowly climbed a pair of full mountains.

"Well, gently serve the husband and the gentleman to sleep...... Although it is an old husband and wife, the water is still very shy, a pair of soft Yi slowly untied Chen Xu's underwear, with the sound of the sorrow, the bed quickly shook and trembled gently, and at the same time, there was a shallow chant with strong affection out of the window, spreading in the cool night like water.

In the courtyard outside the window, a laurel tree is quietly independent, and the sky is gradually full of gibbous moons, exuding a cold moonlight.

Heaven and earth are silent, only a few lanterns are hung under the eaves of the corridor to reflect the corridor, all are silent, a beautiful woman wearing a mink robe with six armor standing at the corner of the corridor, listening to the affectionate voice coming from the room, turned to the two maids standing next to him and whispered: "The Hou Ye is sleeping in the eldest lady's room, let's go back!" ”

"Yes, ma'am!" The two maids agreed in disappointment, and the pot-bellied woman turned around and went back to the room.