The world is heavy and late

Chapter 380 Extra Story 8 The Daily Life of Xu Qing and His Wife
On the third day after Xia Qing came out of the palace, Xu Zhong was still on the verge of having Xia Qing's assassination in the street, and because he had just returned to the capital, but Xia Qing ate, ate and slept all day without heart.

On the second day after leaving the palace, the two went to the Chang'an county government office to hand in their household registration and recorded it in the book. According to Xia Qing, they were already a serious and legal couple.

Xu Zhong was still not used to it, especially when he was sleeping at night.

One is that this skin-to-skin intimacy is about to drive him crazy. He often sleeps on his side. To be honest, he doesn't know what a normal man should be like, but he just wants to show in front of Xia Qing out the best.

This man who spent a short time with Xia Qing has always been so worried and uneasy.

The second reason was Xia Qing himself. Xia Qing's sleeping posture was really very different.

When I woke up the next morning, it was very likely that Xu Zhong didn't have a quilt on him. In the middle of the night, Xia Qing would dazedly start turning his own quilt upside down, and then grab Xu Zhong's quilt. , Xia Qing will use greater strength to snatch them all away.

He doesn't look like a temper tantrum on weekdays, but when he is in a daze, his true nature is undoubtedly exposed.

Fortunately, Xu Zhong has been in the wind and rain for the past few years, and his health has improved a lot. If he was based on his body when he was in the inner guard, he would probably be tortured to death.

After three days like this, Xia Qing finally remembered to ask about his sleeping position. Xu Zhong hesitated for a long time, but still didn't tell Xia Qing the truth.

But Xia Qing himself knew what he looked like.

But for Xu Zhong's occasional silent maintenance, he is also very considerate.

Xia Qing began to rummage through the boxes at home, she wanted to take out a quilt, although she liked being with Xu Zhong very much, she liked, even obsessed with the feeling of touching Xu Zhong's skin, but she still felt distressed and guilty .

And Xu Zhong always had scruples, Xia Qing didn't know how to get rid of them, she could only choose the stupid way, which was time.

As for love affairs, Xia Qing and Xu Zhong are very different, but different.

It seems that Xu Zhong's enthusiasm and sincerity don't need a little reward, but Xia Qing's dedication needs to be rewarded, otherwise she will only wither more and more.

It was the first time for Xia Qing to explore this house in such detail. There were quite a few people who came here before, but the two of them couldn't get enough of talking together, let alone to see how the house was.

But this time, she can take a good look around from the inside to the outside. Sister-in-law Chen and Fu Erfusan in the yard saw that she was still a little cautious, and wanted to help her, but Xia Qing refused, and the three of them looked at her with some hesitation. Xu Zhong stood at the door.

Xu Zhong shook his head, indicating that they don't need to intervene, but he stepped forward and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Xia Qing kept moving her hands. The clothes and quilts arranged by Mrs. Chen and Anping were thrown out one by one by her, and they were scattered into a mess. However, this was not the first box. Several boxes next to it were in a mess. Yes, those who didn't know thought it was a thief in the house.

While picking and answering Xu Zhong's words, there was no delay: "Find a quilt, and pile another one on the bed. I will hug you first at night, and when I have enough hugs, I will go to another quilt, so that you won't sleep in bed every night. I was woken up several times by freezing."

Xu Zhong's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and Anping was still saying the day before yesterday that it seemed that after returning from the emperor's private visit this time, the mood and temper of the adults in their family became better day by day.

Anping hadn't seen Xu Zhong for a long time, and thought that something happened to Xu Zhong on the way, but Xu He, who could see clearly in the courtyard, knew that there was only one person in this world who could change Xu Zhong.

That person is right in front of you.

Xu Zhong knelt down and said, "Ask Anping to change it, he keeps the bedding."

Xia Qing knelt on the ground and said, "No, I want to turn it over by myself. This is my home."

Xu Zhong looked at the piles of things in the distance and shook his head, not looking at Anping's aggrieved eyes at the door.

Instead, he squatted down and said, "Turn it over, everything here is yours."

The voice was extremely gentle, Xu Zhong's voice was not deep, especially when it was so gentle, Xia Qing felt that half of her bones were really broken, and she was about to raise her head and complain that Xu Zhong used this voice to tease her. , I saw the red dress at the bottom of the box.

It's really eye-catching, the clothes here are all Xu Zhong's, although there are some Xia Qing left here, but the colors are too bright.

Xia Qing had never seriously worn such a bright red dress, at most it was the color of a concubine Xiang.

She took it out slowly, and what she started with was cold and smooth silk. Thanks to the fact that Xia Qing's hands have become more delicate than before in the past few years, otherwise it would have to be scratched.

Xia Qing probably knew what it was when she saw the color, and she gently took out the clothes, which was in stark contrast to the random picking and pulling movements just now.

Xu Zhong also watched tenderly from the side.

Nowadays, a woman's wedding dress is an important part of a woman's dowry.

On Dahong's dress, there are mandarin ducks playing in the water, or phoenix wearing peonies, and of course there are more pictures of Baizi, but Xia Qing's wedding dress is full of butterflies.

Xia Qing looked up at Xu Zhong, and asked doubtfully, "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly?"

Xu Zhong smiled and said nothing. When he was embroidering this wedding dress again, Xu Zhong could no longer imagine what it would be like if Xia Qing left one day. He might end up alone, tasting all the lovesickness in the world.

He couldn't embroider a picture of a hundred sons, and he couldn't embroider a mandarin duck playing in the water. It was really hard to lose what he had, and he could no longer calmly accept Xia Qing's possible departure one day.

But there were too many changes during that time. He was busy during the day and never touched the ground. His low status was a bad thing. Anyone could step on your feet, and anyone even wanted to step on your feet to vent his anger.

But at night, there was an unspeakable panic. He was walking a road that almost no one had traveled. Does such a road really exist?

And can he really do it?

Xia Qing looked at Xu Zhong in a daze and asked, "I keep your handkerchief all the time, your craftsmanship is really good."

Xu Zhong smiled, seeing Xia Qing's high spirits, he really wanted to ask Xia Qing to change it, but he moved his lips, but he still didn't say anything, that's all, it doesn't make much difference whether to change or not.

But in a blink of an eye Xia Qing had already started to untie his belt, Xu Zhong was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head slightly and rubbed his forehead and said, "I'll go out first."

Xia Qing hurriedly pulled Xu Zhong back, and handed him the belt in his hand, saying, "Hey, don't go, I don't know how to wear that thing, how can I wear it when you're not here."

After finishing speaking, he leaned forward, his eyes glistening with mischief: "Besides, father-in-law, we are old couples, do you still care about this?"

Xu Zhong didn't know how he agreed in such a dazed way. If he was asked afterwards, he would definitely say that he was not sober.

But after Xia Qing really changed into the wedding dress, Xu Zhong was sure that he was really not sober.

It's not because it's beautiful, it's because this kind of scene seems to have appeared in his dreams many times, and he couldn't help but want to reach out his hand to make sure.

The smooth and warm skin in his hands woke him up for a while, and he turned his head away in embarrassment, but Xia Qing didn't allow Xu Zhong to back down any longer. She pulled Xu Zhong to sit aside, and pressed Xu Zhong's hand on her face , Ten fingers connected to the heart, maybe the palm and the heart are connected in this way, so that Xia Qing heard Xu Zhong's heartbeat.

"Elder-in-law, is it pretty?"

Xu Zhong finally opened his mouth, his voice trembling: "It looks good."

Xia Qing smiled, and felt a little embarrassed looking at Xu Zhong's burning eyes, but she still held back, stared at Xu Zhong with slightly wet eyes, and leaned her face towards Xu Zhong's hand.

It seems that a little match girl finally found shelter.

"When did the father-in-law finish it?"

Xu Zhong only knew how to answer Xia Qing's words, but now the things in his mind seemed to have stopped turning, it was a mess, and he couldn't think of it clearly.

"It's been a while. It started after I returned to Beijing for the first time."

Xia Qing's eyes were warm and soft.

"You are so busy every day, how do you have time?"

"At night, sometimes I can't sleep."

"Did you embroider when you couldn't sleep?"

Xia Qing rubbed Xu Zhong's fingers with Xu Zhong's fingers. Xu Zhong used to be a servant, and most of his calluses were on the palm of his hand, especially the one under the four fingers. Later, he was considered a half-educated scholar, and the calluses that had been ground on the index finger and middle finger were even more serious. Obviously; but when Xia Qing moved his hand to Xu Zhong's finger, he clearly felt the roughness there.

Xu Zhong's mind couldn't help but follow Xia Qing's slightly cold fingers, but he still instinctively answered Xia Qing's words.

"Ah."

Xia Qing's nose was a little sore. This simple sentence contained a person's yearning and concern for her every night, anticipation and care, cherishment and flattery.

Xia Qing tilted her head and kissed the hand on the side of her cheek.

Xu Zhong was also a little jealous, as if all the pain in the first half of his life had been relieved at this moment, he knew that he would definitely be inseparable from Xia Qing.

(End of this chapter)