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I want to be a mussel, with time and flesh, to take care of my own pearls. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

In the middle of the night, it suddenly snowed heavily, and there was no wind, and the snowflakes were scattered all over the sky like cotton wool. The plum trees in the garden bloom overnight, red and pink like blood, standing delicately on the branches.

Mei Xiang came into the hall at night to add charcoal, and suddenly saw her sitting on the couch, she couldn't help but be startled, walked forward slowly, and called softly: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

Chu Qiao was wearing a white cotton nightgown, her long hair was like black satin, she seemed to be a little distracted, her face was also pale, she shook her head slightly, and said, "It's just a little flustered." ”

When Mei Xiang heard this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she quipped: "The fourth young master has only been gone for two days, and the young lady is so lovesick that she can't sleep at night?" ”

Although Zhuge Yue occupies Qinghai, he is still in charge as a vassal of Great Xia, and Zhao Che of the northern region is the main one. So on the throne, he is still the vassal king, and Chu Qiao is the princess. Mei Xiang has been following them for a long time, and she has never changed her words.

Chu Qiao scolded her with a smile, and Mei Xiang retreated.

The curtains were lightly curled, the shadows of the lamps were deep, and without him, the room suddenly seemed empty.

She remembered the dream she had just had, the woman in the dream had a vague back, a slender one, a pale face, and a soft and demure smile on the corner of her mouth. Dressed in white, she stood quietly in the courtyard of blue bricks and red tiles, looking at her quietly, the snow-white pear blossoms blooming behind her, falling in the wind one by one.

It was cold and silent in the middle of the night, and I don't know when, the wind suddenly rose outside, and the wind and snow swept the plum blossoms on the window lattice, rustling.

She looked out the window quietly, and an inexplicable sour feeling slowly arose in her heart, for some reason, I don't know for whom.

On that day, it was the fourth day of the twelfth month, Zhuge Yue went to Gong Yue to deal with military affairs, and he had just been gone for two days. In the lead hall of the Xingyue Palace, Chu Qiao had a dream in which a strange woman stood outside her window, standing silently for a long time before leaving.

Half a month later, Zhuge Yue came back from Gong Yue, galloping all the way.

Zhuge Yunzhou frowned his little eyebrows, complained to his mother before he got out of the carriage, and said aggrievedly: "Zhou'er should never go out with his father again, he is always in a hurry, which is not fun at all." ”

Li Qingrong is eight years old this year, and he looks very similar to his father. I saw him lazily leaning on the stone pillar in front of the palace gate, yawning constantly, a pair of peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and muttering: "I told you a long time ago, but you don't believe it, but you want to follow." ”

Chu Qiao ignored them, walked straight over, dusted off the corners of Zhuge Yue's clothes with a smile, and asked, "Is it the road?" ”

Zhuge Yue hugged her and kissed her lightly on the cheek, "It's okay." ”

"Alas!" Zhuge Yunzhou sighed helplessly, seeing that no one paid attention to him, he could only move his little arms and legs and jump out of the carriage, shaking his head as he got out of the car, "The world is going down, people's hearts are unpredictable, they are also relatives, and the treatment is too different." ”

Li Qingrong made a look that he couldn't bear to look at directly, covering his eyes with one hand, and groping with the other hand to return to the palace.

That night, the Star Moon Palace held a grand banquet. The delicacies are presented like flowing water, the singing and dancing are graceful, the music is melodious, the palace people wear flowers and willows, the officials of the cronies carry their families, the main hall talks and laughs, and the music is harmonious. However, none of this is as good as a look at him beside him. Outside the door, the snow is piled up, the plum trees are swaying, the wind is blowing, and the snowflakes are rolling and flying, just like the water sleeves of the fairy in Yaochi.

He drank some wine and was in good spirits, and was joked by his subordinates that he was away from home and rushed overnight, but he just stared stubbornly like a child, looking like "the king will definitely settle accounts with you afterwards".

That night, the wine banquet dispersed, the palace gate was closed, and in the light flying curtains, the skin was hot and lingering against death. After the clouds and rain stopped, he kissed her earlobe lightly and whispered in her ear: "Xing'er, Queen Nalan of Zhenhuang City has gone." ”

Go? Where to go? For a while, Chu Qiao's consciousness was still a little trance, and his heart, which had always been exquisite, had not yet come out of the extreme warmth. She leaned into his arms and thought in a daze: Queen Nalan? Which Nalan Queen?

"It is said that he died of a violent illness, and it has been half a month. I knew that I was very scared, and when I remembered how sick you were, I couldn't wait to come back. ”

Zhuge Yue whispered, his arms around her from behind, his chest pressed tightly against her smooth back. He hugged her so tightly that it was almost difficult for her to breathe.

Chu Qiao's body gradually froze, and the cold air was born from his fingertips, and a trace of it climbed up, like well water in winter on the Yanbei Plateau, which can freeze people's nerves to death. The wind outside the window blew and whined, and the branches of a plum tree swayed in front of the window, curling Nana, like a woman's slender waist and cloud-like sideburns.

She suddenly remembered the night half a month ago, when she woke up in her sleep, covered in cold sweat, sticky to her body. For so many days, she had forgotten, forgotten the man's eyebrows, forgot the man's face, forgot the cloud patterns on the man's clothes. However, she still remembered those eyes, calm and indifferent, like clouds in the nine heavens, falling lightly on her, but they seemed to see far and far through her.

The wind blew the corners of her clothes, and pear blossoms fell above her head, casting a pale ground.

They had never met, and the only time they crossed paths in their lives still seemed to be that inadvertent glimpse.

The ink is messy, the flowers are light and fragrant, the poems are messy, only the woman's sad tears, drop by drop, soaking through the back of the paper, blurring the thick ink, turning into a shallow tear stain.

Yin and yang, no one saw her pain, only she, in the casual raising of her eyes, saw the scars of a high-ranking woman who never showed people.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy......

With a snort, a dark shadow passed outside the window, and she was suddenly startled, and even her fingers became stiff.

Zhuge Yue noticed that she was wrong, and took her in his arms, half-propped herself up, and said loudly: "What is it?" ”

Outside the hall, there was the sound of hurried footsteps of the chamberlain, and someone replied with a sharp voice: "King, it is a crow flying in the night." ”

"Tell the Arrow Battalion to shoot all the flat-haired beasts nearby."

"Yes, the minion will do it."

The night wind was still blowing, Zhuge Yue hugged her and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's just a bird." ”

Her eyes suddenly burned a little, and she turned around and hugged his waist tightly.

He wrapped his arms around her, patted her back with the other, noticed a little, and asked in a low voice, "Xing'er, what's wrong with you?" ”

She buried her head in his warm arms, her voice was small, and she said quietly: "I just feel that life is impermanent." ”

He said gently: "Life is impermanent, but it doesn't mean you and me. ”

Chu Qiao raised her head, a pair of dark eyes had a confused look in the night, she frowned slightly, and said: "There are some things, after all, manpower is beyond reach, and the will of heaven is unpredictable." ”

"I never believed in any gods or Buddhas."

He smiled faintly, his eyes were full of glitter, leaned forward, kissed the corner of her mouth, and muttered, "I will never do anything that I regret." ”

Her heart seemed to have suddenly fallen into a hot spring, and her limbs and bones softened. She hugged him, her lips and teeth responded thinly, her skin was like satin, she touched and rubbed it little by little, her fingers were like butterfly wings, she crossed his broad shoulders, pressed against his hard chest, and her ears were pressed up, and through the palms of her hands, she could hear the steady and powerful heartbeat.

Her tears fell drop by drop, for no reason and without wanting to stop.

Outside the window, the snow was falling, and she was leaning into her husband's arms in the warm bedroom of her home. In the opposite dormitory, her son slept. The world is so vast, but her world is tightly held in her hands. No matter how stormy this world comes, she also has the courage to face all the twists and turns.

Winters in Qinghai are short and pass quickly.

The spring rain is as precious as oil, as fine as a cow's hair. On this day, it was an auspicious day for spring ploughing, Zhuge Yue took the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu to Shennongtan, and Ping An is now following Zhuge Yue to listen to the errand, Jingjing was so idle that she panicked, so she begged Chu Qiao to go out of the palace to breathe.

Chu Qiao was tired these days and didn't like to move much, but he couldn't resist Jingjing, so he had to take Yunzhou and Rong'er out of the palace together. Li Qingrong was young, but he was extremely sleepy, and he hadn't woken up when he left the palace gate, Chu Qiao had no choice but to prepare a carriage for him alone, and he rode away with Yunzhou and Jingjing.

When he went up the mountain, everyone had to abandon their horses and walk, Li Qingrong sighed and followed behind, saying that he came to Qinghai to hide from leisure, but he didn't expect to work hard for his life.

Jingjing was so angry that she quarreled with him, but she was defeated without saying a word, so she had to turn to Chu Qiao for help.

Chu Qiao asked with a smile, did Emperor Tang still force him to study political affairs all day long?

He nodded busily and sighed helplessly: "Brother Huang said that when I am a few years older, I can pick him up for a few years, so that he can also catch his breath." ”

Chu Qiao knew that their brothers had a very good relationship, so he was not surprised at the moment, and said with a smile: "It's rare that your imperial brother has such a mind. ”

Li Qingrong pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "The emperor is a first-class drudgery in this world, he wants to deceive me, but there is no door." ”

When everyone reached the top of the mountain, it happened that the sky had just cleared, the rising sun pierced through the clouds, and a large rainbow fell, like a ribbon in the sky.

Jingjing danced happily, while Zhuge Yunzhou looked at her with a frown and asked, "Mother, when will my aunt get married?" ”

Jingjing turned her head sensitively and said fiercely: "You want to worry about it?!" ”

Zhuge Yunzhou pursed his lips, "Who is worried about you?" I just want to be a little clearer. ”

The two were arguing on the side, Chu Qiao turned his head, and saw Li Qingrong wearing a bright red light robe, a soft belt and a crown, with fluttering sleeves, leaning against a green pine, even though he was young, his eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as Li Ce. The slender eyes were like foxes, slightly squinted, and when he saw her looking, he suddenly smiled and said, "When will my aunt have another little sister come out, and when Rong'er grows up, she will marry Rong'er as his wife." ”

Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile: "You are so young, why did you suddenly think of this?" ”

"It didn't come out of nowhere." Li Qingrong raised his eyebrows, the smile on the corner of his mouth was shallow, he was obviously still a child, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of vast mist, which made it impossible to see through.

"I've had this idea since I was a child, and I think Rong'er was born for this purpose."

The breeze came slowly, blowing Li Qingrong's sideburns. He looked into the distance and said quietly: "Auntie, there are too many resentments in this world, just like my father and mother, grandfather and grandmother, all of whom are hated all their lives and will never stop to death. There are too few like my aunt and the king. ”

Suddenly, the mountain wind rose suddenly, Li Qingrong saw that Chu Qiao's clothes were thin, so he hurriedly took a cloak and ran over, although he was small, he put on a cloak for her very calmly.

The young man smiled and said, "Auntie, I want a younger sister to be a daughter-in-law, so you and Wang have to work hard." ”

Seeing that such a small child also came to make fun of himself, Chu Qiao was suddenly a little embarrassed, and reprimanded him a few words without pain, but he still looked lazy with a smile.

The drizzle stopped, the rainbow meandered, and the sun pierced the clouds and mist, sprinkling a golden yellow.

Half a month later, the Imperial Physician's Office handed in the wedding watch when she asked for the pulse, and the princess of Qinghai was pregnant.

At the end of the same year, Xingyue Palace added another daughter, named Zhuge Yunsheng, a small character pearl, and also known as the pearl county lord.

Bian Tang's and his relatives passed the Cuiwei Pass in the second month, and Li Qingrong rode a horse to intercept him halfway and drove the envoy who sent the Wen engagement contract back to Bian Tang.

Tang Emperor Li Xiuyi wrote to scold him for losing his mind, but he snorted lightly and replied: "The pearl of the mussel, what is the heart of Bei Cao?" ”

Another child lived in the dormitory of the lead hall, and the poor king of Qinghai, after ending his half-year abstinence life, was about to start the difficult road of taking his wife.

The wind blew from the pass, carrying the faint fragrance of grass, and it went one year and came again one year. In the East China Sea of Huaisong, fishermen caught this year's new mussels, some of which were shining with pearls, and some of which threw away their pearls.

Originally, it was all a grain of sand, and it became precious when it was pampered.

Years of polishing, eventually become a pearl.

Just look at the refreshing one