The wick on the candlestick made a "poof" sound, beating and seeing, the figure reflected on the glass screen, with the swaying candlelight, suddenly changed, unprovoked. Suddenly, Yinzhen's deep voice sounded: "It's almost the second watch, and you're still doing something, come in." Huizhu regained her senses, exhaled, and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

When she entered it, Huizhu didn't open her mouth, but she just supported her head with one hand and lay on her back on the bed Yinzhen, who was blessed, and then went to the wooden hanger and widened her coat. Yin Zhen lowered his eyes indifferently, beckoned and ordered: "Your head is still half dry and half wet, you take a face towel and copper stove, give me my head to dry." As he spoke, he pointed to the combs and other items placed on the small table on the side. (The little black dress's complaint: The words used by this author are really strange, for a while, things and things for a while, and the level is not good for association~~~ Besides, what is a secret child?) ~~~~~）

Huizhu stared at Yinzhen for a long time, and suddenly thought about it again, she is also used to doing this, it has been down for more than ten years, why bother with Yinzhen on this stubble, it is not her who will suffer at that time, if it is a little low and small, and it is quiet for a while, why not? Huizhu thought so, and secretly pursed her lips, but climbed on the bed in response, picked up a cotton towel, wrapped Yinzhen's slightly wet head, and placed it on the copper stove, scattering silk.

Gradually, Yinzhen didn't seem to close his eyes anymore and pretended to sleep, and the sound of steady breathing came faintly from his nose. Huizhu took off the milky white cotton towel, put down the copper stove, and used a comb to pick up Yinzhen's head thinly, not wanting to tie a knot on the silk, with a little force, the long silk "rubbed" and broke apart, and then Yinzhen frowned and said "um", moved his body, and there was no longer any movement.

Huizhu held the comb in her hand, looked down suspiciously, and a dim halo appeared under the glass lamp, which made the contours of Yinzhen's entire face appear soft, but a pair of thick eyebrows were always gently frowned, resulting in three fine lines between the eyebrows.

At this time, Huizhu's expression was a little trance, she seemed to have never observed Yinzhen so carefully, he in her memory, smiled very little, more often deep lock thick eyebrows, tight thin lips, and when he was angry, he always looked cold, straight to people's hearts.

Unconsciously, more than ten years have passed, and Yinzhen is no longer the fourth prince Belle Ye who has not yet reached the age of establishment, he is already thirty-seven or eighteen, he has already entered middle age, and he is no longer young.

Thinking of this, tonight's scenes suddenly flashed in my mind, Yinzhen was full of exhaustion when he came, even if he was wearing a pro-dynasty uniform, he looked dusty; It seems that over the years, he has always been busy, and in private, there is often a trace of fatigue on his face. However, these details seemed to be deliberately ignored by her, never paying attention to them, thinking about it, Huizhu couldn't help but reach out and touch Yinzhen's forehead, and she just wanted to soothe the sorrow and fatigue on his forehead.

In the blink of an eye, Yinzhen's nerves froze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the woman's gentle eyebrows reflected in the faint yellow light. Those dark eyes shimmered like autumn water, bright and clear, and everything around Yao seemed to be dimmed. In an instant, the warm touch on his forehead disappeared, and he saw Huizhu withdraw his hand, Yin Zhen didn't like it in his heart, and quickly grabbed the pink and smooth Rouyi, and said in a dumb voice: "You continue to help me knead, I am indeed a little tired today." ”

Xu is a warm moment at this time, Huizhu did not have any displeasure, there was a rare calm in her heart, so she answered the words in a low voice, put down the comb on her right hand, and pressed Yinzhen's forehead with both hands, lightly or heavily. For a moment, neither of them spoke, falling into a brief silence, each immersed in his own thoughts.

For a long time, just when Huizhu thought that time would always be immersed in this moment, Yinzhen raised his head sideways, his eyes were deep, and his expression was calm: "If there is anything in the future, just say it to me, don't hide it, you must do this." After finishing speaking, facing his abdomen, he said in a muffled voice: "Actually, I like my daughter very much, giving birth to a daughter hurts her well, and I can also spoil her with confidence, but let's give birth to a boy, there is still a brother in the house, and I also need a son." ”

Huizhu's heart shook suddenly, a little confused, they obviously had a few words in the evening, how did they become so warm now, and even Yinzhen's tone also had a faint warmth.

Don't wait for Huizhu to think about it, only to feel that it was dark in front of her, and the person was already lying down on her back, stunned, and saw Yinzhen pull down the curtains, lie on the side, and stretched out her hand to wrap her body, slightly opened her dress, bit her neck a few times and said: "You have a Hongli and no one can occupy your place, you just need to behave in a good manner, my side Fujin is if it weren't for the year before last in the Old Summer Palace that knew your mind, this time I would let you make the Western poetry a little straightforward, hum, it's not bad You still have a belly, with this, or that words, There is you beside you" As he spoke, his hand had already reached out from the hem of his dirty clothes, and he rubbed his hand lightly on Huizhu's abdomen with his somewhat rough palm.

Yuanmingyuan, the Western poems, her mind, Huizhu suddenly sorted out her clues, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, so it was, I think it was Yinzhen, and the poem she wrote to him at the beginning. God, Huizhu was stunned, thought about it, and when she wanted to explain, she felt a tingling in her stomach, and reacted to Yinzhen's intentions, and hurriedly stopped: "Master, don't, the concubine has a body." Before he finished speaking, he stopped his voice and sighed helplessly.

I saw that Yinzhen's breathing was stable again, her expression was particularly relaxed, and when she saw it, she knew that she had fallen asleep, but her palm was still unconsciously rubbing on her stomach. Seeing this, Huizhu suddenly didn't want to explain the misunderstanding in the poem, just let it be, maybe this is a good thing for her and Hongli, let him think so

In the early morning of the second day, before dawn, Yinzhen got up as always, had a simple breakfast, and left the court. When the sky was bright, Huizhu woke up, approved a coat, got up and got out of bed, across the room, he heard the sound of rain outside, so he lifted the window curtain to see, it was really raining outside, a series of raindrops fell from the sky, dripping on the bluestone ground, instantly, the raindrops splashed, confused eyes, Huizhu leaned against the window, secretly came to his senses.

For a while, Su Xin came in with washing water, and saw that Huizhu only approved a cotton coat, so he stood by the window, hurriedly put down the basin, lowered the curtains, and said: "The first month has not come out, and it is still very cold, and now it is raining early, and the weather is a lot colder, why do you stand at the window." Huizhu followed Su Xin back to the house and asked, "When did it rain?" Su Xin said: "On the fifth watch, it suddenly got up." ”

Huizhu let out an "oh" and said coldly: "It should be raining when the master leaves." Su Xin smiled and squinted and said: "Last night, I frightened the slave maid, fortunately it was fine, this morning, when the master left, it was still drizzle, just out of the yard for a while, the rain was heavy, the master asked Father-in-law Lu to come back to get the umbrella, and specially said that it was raining, the master has a body, no need to go to ask for peace." Said that the hands and feet were very fast to serve Huizhu and put on her clothes.

Hearing this, Huizhu said very lightly: "It's good to bring an umbrella." ”

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