Chapter 14: The Mandarin Dream Revisited
Qing Ning pulled the drunk Zi Yi back to Zheling Courtyard, and everyone at the banquet toasted him individually, this one by one, it was strange if he was not drunk.
When she arrived at the house, Ying'er hurriedly served the decanting soup, and Zi Yi drank a big bowl and became a little more conscious.
Another maid, Ah Li, was busy making the bed and incense, and Qing Ning waved her hand to let them all go down. He filled another bowl of soup and fed it to him, Zi Yi grabbed her hand in a daze, and asked, "How long has it been since I been here?" ”
"Four years, seven months and three days." Qing Ning looked at her affectionately, a pair of beautiful eyes flickering.
"That's not right." Zi Yi opened a pair of phoenix eyes, his eyelids were extremely deep, his eyelashes were very long, and a pair of eyes were shining in the light; His handsome face was very soft in the faint yellow light, his long black hair was lazily draped over his body, and his white clothes lined the whole person with a kind of dusty taste.
"Four years, seven months and three days." Qing Ning repeated it again, pouting with an unhappy look.
"It's not ••••••." What else did he want to say, his mind was foggy.
"That time I caught the Blue Pluto Fish doesn't count!" Qing Ning made another face, "Just saying that you came up just to accompany me for the day." ”
"Oh," he understood, he hadn't been here for a long time, but why did he come today?
Qing Ning poured him a few bowls of sobering soup, served him to take off his clothes and go to bed, and leaned his back higher on him, so that he would not vomit wine or fall asleep.
She sat at the dresser herself and removed her makeup. In order to dance the Yaohua dance, he specially wore a blue brocade skirt, the sleeves and skirt were extremely wide, and the golden bell crown on his head was specially made, and eight spiral gold wires were picked out on a hollow gold crown, and a delicate golden bell was hung on each gold wire. When the dance starts, the bells jingle and the beat is very chic and elegant.
Qing Ning took off the blue skirt, leaving only the white inner skirt inside, which only reached the chest, revealing her white arms and turbulent *. The skirt is also floor-length, with a trumpet-like hem, gold threads are embroidered on the skirt, and a circle of calendula is wrapped around the waist, which shows the delicate grip of the thin waist.
Who said that only Qixia looks good in white? Qing Ning looked in the mirror and thought confidently: Don't be in a hurry to pick up this crown first, and then dance again. Doesn't that Qixia know how to dance?
Thinking about it, Qingning took out a handbell from the inner room and jumped up with a shaky rhythm.
Zi Yi saw her dancing while beating the bell, her skirt spinning like a white trumpet flower in full bloom, gradually turning more and more urgently, and finally lying down in the center of the skirt like a white peacock, it was really a good dance.
Ziyi slapped her hands twice as a sign of encouragement.
"Your Majesty!" Qing Ning twisted her waist and pressed it against him, "Do you like this dance?" ”
"I like it," Zi Yi hugged her over: "This is Hu Xuan Dance?" ”
"This is the peacock dance in the hundred birds and the phoenix." Qing Ning pressed his face to his chest, "On your birthday next year, I will arrange a large-scale dance of a hundred birds and a phoenix, and I wish you a long life." ”
After being silent for a moment, Zi Yi muttered: "My phoenix is a lonely phoenix, and it doesn't need to be worshiped by others, •••••• as for longevity?" Why do you live that old? Isn't it annoying?! ”
Qing Ning covered Ziyi's mouth with a slender jade hand: "Your Excellency is not allowed to talk nonsense!" With Qingning accompanying you, you will definitely live forever, and we will always be together. ”
Zi Yi took her hand away: "What you said is true?" If I am as old as the red turtle in the sea, you will follow me? ”
Qing Ning turned around and looked at him: "I will always be the king's person, life after life, and I will never lose each other." ”
Zi Yi was a little satisfied with her reply, his woman, as it should be.
But at this time, the shadow of Qixia inappropriately appeared in his mind, the white shirt hiding behind the pillar, how much she hated to toast herself?
Will she be able to say to herself one day that she will never be disappointed?
If she says such things to herself, she must not be drunk, she must be sober, she must remember these words, and it is better to hide them in the conch, so that her words may be kept forever, and if she repents, she will hear them, so that she will never regret them.
"Your Majesty!" Qing Ning shook his shoulder: "What does the king think?" Would you like another bowl of decanting soup? ”
"Don't drink, go to sleep." Ziyi slid her body downward. Qing Ning hurriedly took the backrest and put a velvet core square pillow on him.
She quickly removed the crown from her head with her hands and feet, and took off her clothes again, wearing only a peach-colored silk nightgown, her hair poured down like a waterfall, she walked into the bed carefully with bare feet, he likes to sleep outside.
Qing Ning lightly got into the quilt, crossed her slippery legs on his body, put one hand on his abdomen, and one hand on her head, she put her body towards Ziyi and pasted it, the hand on her abdomen moved up and down dishonestly, she found that he had no reaction, and he was already asleep.
In the morning, Ziyi woke up as soon as Qingning moved, and she couldn't give up this great opportunity.
She reached over her arm to tie him down, a slippery leg wrapped around his waist, her head in his neck, her lips kissing his earlobe.
"You pestering little goblin!" Zi Yi turned over and reached into her big neckline, and Qing Ning made a grunt sound in satisfaction.
The two of them turned the phoenix upside down, but Qing Ning was not satisfied and didn't want him to go.
Ziyi pulled her wrapped arms away and put on her clothes. Ying'er waited outside and asked, "Do you want to have breakfast here?"
Zi Yi flicked the sleeves of his wide robe, "Let your fairy eat it by herself." ”
Qing Ning was lying naked on the wide warm jade bed, not cold at all.
He was still having fun, and she felt a little different from before. What's the difference? She couldn't say it, she was gentler, she wasn't as passionate as she used to be, was he not interested in her? It didn't seem to be, and he had a haircut before leaving.
Qing Ning lay comfortably, without any intention of getting up, she looked at the night pearl on the top of the red curtain tent, the pale pink bead was the size of a bowl. While admiring the halo of the night pearl, her mind was full of thoughts: Qixia, do you really think that you are loved by thousands of people? Hmph, don't think about it! This warm cool jade is also an ancient treasure, and it's not worse than that Linghua Treasure Mirror, right?!