The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

The heavy snow has been falling intermittently, and within two days, the snow on the road has thickened.

The temperature dropped significantly, and the Jinyi guards shoveled snow in the yard of the post station, clearing a path.

Zhuang Lang defended Huo Hanyuan and sent someone to invite Feng Jin to have a drink at home in the evening.

Feng Jin, as the son of the commander of Jin Yiwei, is not good at having any personal relationship with courtiers and generals.But it's just a meal of wine, it's considered a courtesy, and it's not impossible.When he was hesitating whether to respond, a hundred households under his command came in and said, "My lord, King Su's son has already responded."

Feng Jin snorted, and said unconvinced: "He is not guilty, let alone us, you should go too, just say that I will go with King Su's son at night. I'm afraid of having a drink, I don't mess around. By the way Ask Huo Shoubei if he has any good wine, just forget about wine, I really don’t like drinking it.”

Jin Yiwei Xu Bin, who had been following Feng Jin all this time, had already seen the thoughts of the Fourth Young Master. He wanted to persuade him but dared not persuade him.All the girls are already married, and the one who is married is still Prince Su's son. No matter how hard you try to get over it, it will be fruitless.

I really don't understand, I don't understand.

How does Feng Jin know that this is a fruitless matter?
He just can't forget, can't let go.Ever since he met Song San, no matter which girl he saw, he couldn't avoid comparisons, and he felt better about her when he compared.

He didn't even think about asking for any result, he just wanted to look at her from a distance from time to time, this time he asked to go all the way to the northwest, he just wanted to protect her well.

But he didn't expect that Li Zhao would leave the work of the supervisor behind and follow him.

Such a lucrative job is thrown away as soon as he says it. Feng Jin admires Li Zhao a little bit, but he sees Li Zhao and Miss Song's stickiness and affection all the way, and only he can feel the sourness in his heart. .

He has already drank several dull wines along the way. He loves Shanxi Fenjiu most, it is pure and refreshing.When I was in Taiyuan, I could have a good drink every night.

When he came here, the inn only gave him wine. He was already in a sour mood, but he wanted to drink such sour and sour wine!Feng Jin lost his temper and dropped his wine glass.I can't even drink alcohol, it's so depressing!
Song Qingyue, Song Yaxin and the others were considered non-officials, but it wasn't that they couldn't live in the free official post, but Song Qingyue didn't like to take advantage of it, so they lived in an inn two streets away from the official post.

Because of the bad weather, Song Qingyue suppressed the desire to go out and have a look, and decided to stay indoors.In case she falls ill, the whole team will have to stop, it's better not to cause trouble for everyone.

She asked someone to cook several large pots of ginger soup in sugar water for everyone to drink. She told everyone to keep warm and report to them if they felt unwell. Especially the medicines for typhoid fever.

Mo Yun and Mo Xiang have eaten well since childhood, slept well, and have always been in good health. Before they came out, they made a big padded jacket by themselves, and made boots and hats made of wool and fur. None of them got sick. Song Qingyue was very sick. satisfy.

Eunuch Qin did most of the preparations for this trip to the west. He was already very thoughtful, but there was still a fly in the ointment. He forgot to take care of His Royal Highness's horse!

The blood-sweating horse is heat-resistant but not cold-resistant. It was so cold that it shivered and sneezed several times.

Li Zhao saw that his heart ached to death, and he regretted so much. He knew that he was riding a cold-resistant Mongolian horse, so he hurriedly asked someone to find a wing to take the horse indoors, put a felt blanket on its back, and gave it back. Put on a charcoal basin.

Little Eunuch Qin was scolded by Lin Wanfu and was downcast. When Mo Yun saw her, she asked, "Hey, Jifu, what's wrong with you? If you feel uncomfortable, call the doctor and take a good rest. Anyway, these few days Nothing."

Little Eunuch Qin sighed and told him about his negligence of "Ben Xiao".

"Master Ben Xiao? Who?" Mo Yun had never heard of such a number one person.

"Our Highness's golden war horse!" Little Eunuch Qin continued to sigh and patted his head, why did he forget about that master?
Mo Yun almost didn't laugh out loud when she heard that, she took Mo Xiang and Mo Fan to have a look at Uncle Ben Xiao, who was afraid of the cold, and measured his body, and the sisters calculated that they could knit a piece of wool for him The cloak also has fleece anklets.

It just so happened that everyone was idle, so Mo Yun and Mo Xiang went to find the big maids brought by Song Yaxin, Cui Bai and Qing Song were maids from the Song Mansion, and Mo Yun and Mo Xiang knew each other .

Mo Yun told about His Royal Highness's big golden horse being frozen, and asked the sisters to help her family "Master Ben Xiao" knit a sweater and anklets.Cuibai and Qingsong couldn't help being laughed at. Everyone liked the golden horse very much, it was so beautiful!So he readily agreed to it.

After Song Qingyue and Song Yaxin heard about it, they happily joined the knitting team for Uncle Ben Xiao.

Li Zhao came in from the outside, and through the door curtain, he could hear laughter and laughter from the room.

Opening the curtain and entering the door, I saw everyone sitting around the fire, each with two knitting needles, about to knit something.

"Auntie is here?" Li Zhao greeted Song Yaxin.

Song Yaxin snorted, ignored Li Zhao, and touched Song Qingyue with her arm. Song Qingyue smiled embarrassedly, put down the wool in her hand, and pulled Li Zhao's sleeve to go inside.

"Does your sister have a problem with this son?" Li Zhao asked.

Song Qingyue glanced at him: "What do you think? After my sister and I got married, we finally had the opportunity to get together and talk. You always... always..."

Li Zhao hugged her from behind and bit her ear: "What am I always doing?"

"You always bully me! My sister has no chance to joke with me." Li Zhao's hands were dishonest, Song Qingyue lowered her eyes, and was made a little shy by him.

"You have been with her for more than ten years, and we are newlyweds who still get together less often. This son has not blamed her for clinging to my wife all the time." Li Zhao lightly bit her little ear, "You are weaving what?"

"Knit a sweater for your Ben Xiao." Song Qingyue smiled.

Li Zhao raised his eyebrows, "You weave for Ben Xiao, but not for me?"

"Didn't I give it last year?" Song Qingyue hugged Li Zhao's waist, raised her face coquettishly, "Knitting sweaters is so tiring, my husband is willing to make Yue'er suffer?"

"Aren't you tired of weaving for Ben Xiao? It's such a big one!"

"That's different, weaving for Ben Xiaozhi casually, it doesn't matter if weaving is ugly. My craftsmanship is mediocre, how can I do it for my husband? How can I be willing to let you appear unsightly on a man with a fairy appearance like His Highness?" s things?"

"You always have a reason." Li Zhao pinched her face, not to argue with her, and suddenly asked, "What do you plan to give for my birthday this year?"

Song Qingyue's eyes parted guiltily, and she forgot again...

"Is there anything Your Highness wants?" She hooked his neck and let her cold fingertips draw circles on the back of his neck, "How about Yue'er cooking for Your Highness by herself?"

Li Zhao stared down at her eyes, with a half-smile, "I only heard that the lady is good at painting, but I don't know that the lady is also very good at cooking."

Song Qingyue smiled, and suddenly exerted some strength with her arms, pulling his skirt, making him bend down, as if to kiss him, but stopped at the moment when her lips were about to touch, and saw his Adam's apple move up and down As she moved, she raised the corners of her lips slightly, tilted her head close to his ear, and said very charmingly: "Your Highness is picky, why don't you just eat the moon."

Li Zhao looked down at her, sighed, and pulled her away.

He thought of her and cherished her, but she posted it recklessly.

"Did you forget my birthday again?" Li Zhao sat down with a sullen face, and Song Qingyue hurriedly served him tea and water.

Seeing her eyes dodging, her eyelashes drooping and her eyelashes drooping silently, Li Zhao knew that she had forgotten her birthday again.

A fiery heart seemed to be suddenly poured with a basin of cold water.

Calm down and think about it carefully, what is the difference between Song Qingyue's recent behavior and those around his father and grandfather who obviously don't love them but try their best to curry favor?
Li Zhao is not a fool, let alone a fool.

There are so many Yingying and Yanyan around the father, what kind of woman he has never seen before?
Song Qingyue's demeanor now is exactly the same as that group of women.

At that moment just now, Li Zhao suddenly realized that Song Qingyue was trying to seduce him.

The seduction was young and clumsy, and the seduction was so careless.

Her eyes are always cold.

She was still the Song Qingyue who wanted to escape marriage, did not want to marry herself, and had no love for herself.

What can't help it, what makes her feel sad when he spoils others are all nonsense to coax him.

Fortunately, in the past few days, he thought happily that she had really opened her heart to him.She doesn't even remember her own birthday!

It's all performances, these days of intimacy, it's all performances!

Li Zhao felt a little confused. At one moment he felt that Song Qingyue really liked him, and at another moment he felt that she was acting. He couldn't figure out what was going on in her heart.

The snow outside was getting heavier, and the north wind whizzed through the eaves and pillars, trying desperately to get into the cracks in the windows. The whole world was filled with a shivering cold, and the heart shivered with the cold.

He was a little confused, wondering if the woman in front of him was really enlightened by a fairy or a Daji possessed by a fox?
What she said that night, such as science, the earth is round, and the wind, frost, rain and snow, I actually believed it easily, and even wanted to agree to her immediately no matter what absurd request she made.

How could he be so bewitched by her?

Li Zhao asked himself again.

Such coaxing was definitely not what he wanted.

Li Zhao suddenly asked, "Song Qingyue, if I'm not the son of King Su, but just a young master of an ordinary official family, what will you do to me?"

Seeing the disappointment on his face, Song Qingyue knew that she seemed to have messed up.She didn't say a word. It's meaningless to make such an assumption. He is the son of King Su, and this matter can't be changed.

But what should we do?
This Li Zhao really doesn't like being led by the nose.

She turned her head and glanced at him. She was really too lazy to answer this kind of question. What should she do now to make him feel better?
"Look at what I am doing? What are you thinking about?"

Li Zhao asked with an unhappy face.

Song Qingyue bit her lower lip, she really didn't know what to say for a while, after thinking about it for more than ten seconds, she suddenly sat down on his lap regardless, hugged his neck tightly, and kissed him again.

……

An hour later, the two of them lay on the floor panting as if in a fight.

Li Zhao was still a little dazed for a while, although he didn't know what the little goblin was doing.

But his mood suddenly improved.

Also... really useful.

Song Qingyue was tortured enough, and her heart was full of grievances that she couldn't explain.

Thinking that Li Zhao would treat other women so passionately in the future, she felt overwhelming pain in her heart, and she buried her head in the quilt, silently digesting her emotions.

Satisfied someone is surprisingly patient, Li Zhao sighed, dragged the tantrum-loving little woman over, let her lie on his chest, pressed her little head, and let her listen to his heartbeat.

"My heart is all about you, Yue'er, all my hearts are on you. Listen carefully!"

Song Qingyue lay on her stomach obediently, feeling his rough and warm palms stroking her back.She closed her eyes, and the tears slid out again, streaming down his chest.

Li Zhao lowered her eyes, played with her hair lazily, wrapped her hair around her fingertips, and sighed leisurely: "My husband will love you in the future, and love you very much. You also treat me with sincerity, okay? "

Song Qingyue pursed her lips tightly and did not answer.

Li Zhao pinched her chin, making her look up at him.

"Song Qingyue!" He shouted in a deep voice.

"I can not!"

Li Zhao looked down at her, and the two looked at each other.

"It's not that I don't like you, it's that I don't dare to love you." Song Qingyue is now broken, and she simply let go of wanting to have a good fight with Li Zhao, "I know you are good to me, Your Highness is good to me , Yue'er kept it in my heart. But I can't believe that this can last a lifetime. What if you spoil others in the future, what should I do? Now I have shown my sincerity, but what do you want me to do? You Teach me, Li Zhao!"

Li Zhao felt that his throat was a little dry, his mouth was astringent, his throat joint slid up and down, and his heart tightened watching her.

She said: "I don't care if I can marry a noble family, I don't care about the royal power and wealth, I don't care! I, Song Qingyue, don't need to rely on men to fight for wealth. All I want is that my husband can love me and protect me for the rest of my life. I can grow old together with Hemeimei. Even if I can't, if I marry an ordinary man, I can still protect myself. But you are the grandson of the emperor, and you are the eldest son of the Prince's Mansion. I have been afraid since the moment I knew I was going to marry you , I was so scared that I couldn't sleep all night. You said you love me, how do you love me? I don't lack money, I don't lack wealth. I live carefree and free in the Song family. Now that I'm married, I I just want a couple for the rest of my life, can you give it to me? Li Zhao, what are you going to do to hurt me?"

Li Zhao stared down at the little woman in a daze. Her skin was white all over her body, and her black hair hung like a waterfall. She was lying on his chest, and suddenly her aura was full, and she questioned her so loudly that he was speechless.

"Li Zhao, tell me, how do you want to hurt me?!" Song Qingyue stared at him seriously, as if she wanted to whip his soul out.

Li Zhao's molars were clenched tightly, as if his throat was being strangled, and he felt unable to breathe for a while.

Before marriage, he never thought that Song Qingyue would want to be a couple forever. The last woman who said so was Meng Wanfeng, but that woman was a complete freak in Li Zhao's heart.

He never thought that Song Qingyue wanted this too.

Yue'er is the daughter of the second-rank Shangshu family, the daughter of a noble family in Ge Lao's family, she was born to marry a noble family, she would think so!

No wonder, no wonder she got close to that freak Meng Wanfeng, no wonder, the daughter of a cabinet minister didn't want to join the noble family, but wanted to recruit a son-in-law.

It turned out to be like this, no wonder she had been lukewarm before, it turned out to be like this; no wonder she wanted to run away from marriage, it turned out to be like this...

It turned out that this was the real reason.

But, but... he really... can't do it...

"I, I can't do it." Li Zhao lowered his eyelashes, and for the first time, when he spoke to Song Qingyue, he seemed to lack confidence, lowered his voice, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone, "Yue'er, you can do whatever you want. , only this matter... I can't answer you."

"I know!"

Song Qingyue stared at him fiercely, causing Li Zhao to shrink back subconsciously.

"That's why I never asked for it!" Song Qingyue turned her face away after speaking, and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, "Why do I want to make things difficult for you if you can't do it?"

She rolled over from him, too lazy to smile at him again.

Really, what's the matter with love, what's the matter, she doesn't entertain anymore!

Looking at her cold face again, Li Zhao felt that his heart was tightly grasped. He was more uncomfortable than when he was angry just now. A thin and dense coldness spread from his heart, slowly crawling all over his body. .

He hugged Song Qingyue, hugged her tightly, and held her face. For the first time, he felt panic, his palms were sweating and the corners of his eyes were red, "Yue'er, don't be like this, don't be angry. Didn't you just get better I...we didn't get along well for the past two days, just get along like that. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, I will love you and protect you forever as a husband. Okay, Yue'er? Let's just get along like this, don't be like this, Don't treat me like this, my husband, Yue'er, Yue'er..."

Seeing that she still didn't want to talk to him, Li Zhao kissed her face in a panic, and said, "Who else but me can understand the stars and seas you mentioned? Don't you still want to hold female imperial examinations? What about other men?" Have the ability to do it for you? No matter what fantastic idea you have, we will realize it one by one in the future. What else do you want? I will give you everything!"

Song Qingyue leaned her head in his arms, sniffed and said, "Then you promise me that when we have a child in the future, you will treat him well, don't be jealous, and be as good as your father treats you. No matter which woman you dote on in the future, You all remember to protect us for the rest of our lives."

Li Zhao kissed her forehead, "I will protect the children, and I will protect you too, and I will protect your mothers for the rest of their lives."

Song Qingyue continued to make demands: "Also, I am jealous and have a bad temper. But I am not bad, and I hate those shady tricks. If I am unhappy, I would rather slap back in the face than smile on my face." , stabbing in the back and playing tricks. If someone frames me in the future, you remember what I said today, you have to believe me, stand by my side, protect me, and support me!"

Li Zhao hummed, and said, "I believe in you, and stand by your side."

Seeing that she was silent again, he pinched her chin, asked her to raise her face, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Is there any more?"

Song Qingyue blinked, thought for a while before shaking her head: "I'll tell you when I think about it later."

Li Zhao had no choice but to smile bitterly, this woman could tell her ugly face one by one at any time, he hugged her tightly, bowed his head and kissed her lips, tossing and turning.

After making a fuss, she didn't get the sincerity she promised, but agreed to a bunch of conditions... He really fell into her hands.