"Chu Niang, you're back, you're back, right?" Qingyuan's face was full of surprise, rubbing his hands like a child at a loss.

Only then did Mandarin Duck understand that Qingyuan had mistaken himself for the second lady. With a move in his heart, the words he just wanted to explain slipped back to the bottom of his tongue when they came to his mouth, looking at Qingyuan's indescribable happy expression, he got up and approached Qingyuan's side, and responded softly, "I'm back, I won't leave when I come back." ”

Hearing this, Qingyuan excitedly hugged the mandarin duck in front of him and held it tightly in his arms.

The mandarin duck was frightened, the heartbeat came and went, and he couldn't imagine that there would be a day when his wish could be realized, but this day came too suddenly, and the mandarin duck felt like a dream excitedly.

"Chu Niang, I miss you, I miss you so much, I don't miss you for a day, how are you doing? It's cold over there, do you still like the taste of pine and cypress? Do you still like to drink tea? Do you still like to wear white, I will order someone to make a few more white silk gauze clothes tomorrow, Chu Niang looks good in it." It's autumn, don't catch a cold......"

Qingyuan chattered endlessly and began to talk with the mandarin duck, there was nothing serious about the trivial, and the people who usually spoke little became chatterbox.

The mandarin duck was only held in Qingyuan's arms and listened carefully to his broken mouth, although it was obviously something he knew, but he had to remember it carefully, and Qingyuan was sad.

"Chu Niang, don't go, okay, next year we will go together to pick peach blossoms, make peach blossom soup, and ...... with Huan'er."

The mandarin duck was hugged by Qingyuan and couldn't breathe, and only responded softly after each sentence, "Okay." ”

Qingyuan was relieved, picked up the face of the mandarin duck, and fell drunk on the bed with an unstable center of gravity, and the bed curtain fell. In the quiet night outside the door, the magpies screamed happily to attract their mates, and the moment the two magpies approached the branches, only one of the lights in the stable was left on in the Qing Mansion.

......

The next day, Dong Chuchen got up dizzily and looked around in a daze, and saw Qing Xihuan sitting on a chair drinking tea leisurely.

"Huan'er?" Dong Chuchen looked at Qing Xihuan, stretched his waist, and lazily called Qing Xihuan with a voice that was not too clear when he had just woken up, "Come over." ”

Qing Xihuan drank the tea unhurriedly, got up and walked to the bed, leaned on the bed railing, and asked angrily, "What are you doing......?"

Before he could react, he was pulled into the quilt by Dong Chuchen, and a pair of arms gently but forcefully hugged Qing Xihuan, and then covered the quilt.

"Let me hold it. ”

Dong Chuchen's voice was lazy, Qing Xihuan stuck to Dong Chuchen's chest, felt the rise and fall of his chest, and accidentally kissed his lips on his Adam's apple as soon as he raised his head. Instantly blushed.

"Huan'er, itchy. Dong Chuchen's nasal voice was aggravated, and he laughed, with an inexplicable temptation.

"I'm not kissing you!" As soon as Qing Xihuan spoke, the breath exhaled from his mouth itched on Dong Chuchen's neck, making Dong Chuchen giggle and laugh tightly.

"Let go of me, you scoundrel!" Qing Xihuan was annoyed and ashamed, and struggled to break free, but as soon as he spoke, the breath he exhaled sprayed on Dong Chuchen's jaw again, making Dong Chuchen smile, his neck tendons were obviously protruding, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"The king's own princess is not hugged. Dong Chuchen tightened Qing Xihuan even more tightly as he spoke, Qing Xihuan's face was attached to Dong Chuchen's collarbone, and the scalding suddenly covered Dong Chuchen's chest.

"Get out of the way, you scoundrel!" Qing Xihuan added his fists and feet, tossing hard, making Dong Chuchen only laugh, turned over and pressed Qing Xihuan's hand against Qing Xihuan's back, and said, "Hey, don't talk, my neck is itchy when you talk." ”

"So get out of here!" Qing Xihuan shouted angrily, but unexpectedly, Dong Chuchen smiled evilly and stretched out a pair of hands to tickle Qing Xihuan.

Qing Xihuan was afraid of itching, and was held down by Dong Chuchen to scratch the itch and couldn't help laughing.

"Don't! you give it to me...... Haha, dead open!"

Qing Xi couldn't cry or laugh, but he couldn't break free, and he was grabbed by Dong Chuchen, and there was no room for resistance all of a sudden.

"Please. Dong Chuchen let go of his hand, stopped his face half an inch away from the tip of Qing Xihuan's nose, and looked at Qing Xihuan's eyes deeply.

"Get out! No......" Qing Xihuan had a hard mouth, but was scratched by Dong Chuchen's backhand, giggling and laughing, looking at Dong Chuchen uncomfortably, he had to compromise, "Please!"

"Call the husband~" Dong Chuchen has to inch in, and there is no skin and no face.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Qing Xihuan's categorical refusal was met with a more fierce attack from Dong Chuchen, and he reluctantly relented and begged for mercy...... Husband...... Husband...... said with his cheeks flushed.

"Well, good. Dong Chuchen finally stopped his movements, propped his hands on the top of Qing Xihuan's head, and looked at Qing Xihuan with a smile.

"You scoundrel, you damn stinky fish that I'll kill sooner or later, maggots that festered all over your body......"

How could a cruel word provoke a stronger revenge, Dong Chuchen directly blocked her lips on Qing Xihuan's mouth, telling her to open her eyes wide and say nothing again.

Time passed minute by minute, the sandalwood in the room slowly smoked, and the burned incense ash fell, smashing into the quiet and surprisingly strange room, leaving only the sound of the two of them breathing thickly.

Dong Chuchen finally removed his lips, his eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to rub Qing Xihuan's hair, and snickered, "Do you still have a bad mouth, I have a way to cure you." ”

Qing Xihuan finally closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking, looked at Dong Chuchen on his body in shame, hid his heartbeat stiffly, exhaled silently, and raised his calf.

"Ahh......h Don't you want us to have children in the future......" Dong Chuchen smiled bitterly and covered the sore spot.

At this moment, only a lion's roar was heard from the eldest lady, the two looked at each other, and Qing Xi hurriedly got up and ran outside.

"Huan'er is waiting for me. Dong Chuchen hurriedly got up to look for his coat, put on his clothes, and followed out the door.

"Ahh

Qing Xihuan saw Qingyuan's bedroom from afar, Qingyuan was not there, only the eldest lady was followed by six maids and four little maids, spitting on the ground, fiercely rolling up her sleeves and picking up a stick to hit the ground.

"Stop!" Qing Xihuan stepped forward and kicked away the eldest lady's hand, and with the eldest lady's mother, the stick also fell to the ground.

The mandarin duck fell to the ground and was splashed with cold water, water droplets fell down his hair, his face was swollen with his mouth, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Qing Xihuan clearly saw the needle in the fingers of the mandarin duck, just like the torture he suffered in the Grand Palace.

"Who hit. Qing Xihuan looked at the tragic situation of the mandarin duck, lowered his voice, and questioned.

"Oh, yes...... Ah, no, no, look at my memory, it's Princess Zhao, Princess Zhengerpin, I'm polite. The eldest lady moved her fat body and bowed casually, rolling her eyes with disdain on her face.

"I'm asking you, are you deaf?" Qing Xihuan turned to the eldest lady's face angrily, and the eldest lady stepped forward, shook off the handkerchief and shouted, "How did I fight?"

Qing Xihuan stretched out his hand and slapped a loud slap on the eldest lady's face.