box of hearts

Chapter 230 Broken Marigold (18)
Qi She casually raked a palm on his face a few times, snorting: "I eat delicious food and drink, and offer you from the golden gate and jade building, why do you 'trap' you? You have to press me with a big hat, and put it on again. Come on like this poor thing, and say you’re not threatening me? Well, I can’t afford to provoke you and I can hide, so I’m wrong, so I’ll leave right now, so you don’t have to say that I’m ‘trapping’ you here.”

He said he left without looking back, the more Qingtian thought about it, the more frustrated he became, and he went to bed to sleep alone, tears streaming down his face again and again.Waking up early the next day, I found that my whole face was swollen from crying. I was about to ask someone to bring cold water to scrub it, but the door rang, and Qi She walked in again.

Qing Tian hurriedly lowered his head, covered it with his hair, and put a tent next to his face up to his face, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why did the bird enter the door without hearing it?"

Qi She stared at her for a while, her expression was quite peaceful, "Were you crying last night? Are you still angry with me?"

Hearing his gentle tone, Qingtian felt even more uncomfortable, but he only suppressed his jealousy and smiled, "How dare I be angry with you? I just hope you don't get angry with me twice, and I will be grateful."

Qi She also smiled, "I said I would take you to ride a horse today, but you won't be able to go out if your face is so swollen, so let's talk about it another day, I'll go first."

However, this day was no longer in sight, and Qingtian didn't dare to ask, for fear of offending Qi She if she said something wrong, so until the beginning of July, she almost never left the vicinity of Qingshuzhai.Qi She didn't come here very often. Apart from receiving ministers and handling government affairs, it is said that he just went out hunting day and night. Qingtian didn't know whether the prey he caught in the vast valley were wolves, leopards, or something more exciting. , What inspired his blood more.In the middle of the moonless night, she stood with her arms folded under the eaves of Qingshuzhai, alone recalling the summer they spent in Jingjizhuang in previous years:

He always gets up very early, but once, when she opened her eyes, she saw him still lying beside her, looking at her with full of tenderness and affection, and sighed contentedly: "I really want to do nothing all day long." Do it, just look at you like this.” After the afternoon, there will be a long day of leisure, sometimes he will sit quietly by the Jingzu Lake with a fishing rod to fish, and she will snuggle to the side with a copybook on her lap, just Even sitting for several hours like this, the two of them couldn't speak a few words, and only occasionally wiped the tips of their noses together.After dinner, he took her hand for a walk along the lake, talking and laughing while walking, and often walked around the lake several times without paying attention, and he didn't know where there was so much to talk about.At night, if the stars are good, he likes to lie with her on the cool bed in the open air, caressing lazily, until the turbulent lust arises little by little from the comfortable comfort, and then hundreds of millions of them twinkle and twinkle in the night sky. Happy under the watchful eyes.As he grows older, he no longer has the fierceness of his youth, but he is more gentle and delicate.But most of the time, they are just quietly in the same room, each doing their own things, how come they laugh and scold, flirt and fight all of a sudden, just like a pair of the most secular and loving old couple.

The phantoms of the old days rushed forward frame by frame, Qingtian felt everything in his heart, sometimes he was happy, sometimes hurt himself, sometimes his blood boiled, and sometimes his heart was like stagnant water.In the mist, it seemed as if someone was chanting something, and when I settled down for a while, I realized that I was chanting in the dark over and over again: "The day is in the sky, and the earth is in the light, and you have to abandon each other today." [8 ] The wind swept the water curtain in front of the eaves to her face, and Qingtian shivered.

On July [-]th, Qi She came back.In recent years, the reason why he moved to Jingji Village as soon as summer came, of course, was because he no longer had to go to the palace every day to give lectures on government affairs like when he was the prime minister, but a large part of the reason was to celebrate his birthday on Qixi Festival and July [-]th. On that day, there was no need to return to the palace according to the etiquette, but to spend it by Qingtian's side.This year, the relationship between the two is obviously not as good as before, but Qingtian is still ready to wear makeup like the old Qixi Festival.Wearing a bun of hundreds of flowers on the head, wearing gold and inlaid jade to celebrate the birthday of the immortals, the sapphire double luan picks the heart, inlaid with precious temple hairpins, chiseled gold crowns, holding the temples, flower tinsel, small inserts, pecking needles... Pearls and broken crystals are in the The armband gauze on her dress and skirt flickered delicately, as cumbersome as a mind.

She took a scroll, and held it in front of him in her white wrist.Qi She took it with some surprise, untied the rope and unfolded the scroll.On the screen, when he was young, he was wearing armor and holding a sword, majestic and majestic.

Qingtian's eyelids looked down at the ground, and he smiled meaningfully, "This armor was worn by you when you conquered Oara ten years ago. I saw you for the first time, and thought you were a golden armored god. When you returned from the battle, even the armor was worn. Come and hug me before you can take it off, the armor on your chest is close to me, cold, but it makes my face hot. Now, even if I hug your bloody body, I still feel that you are wearing heavy armor, It's cold and hard. I just miss that time very much." She paused, raised her eyes to look at him with indifferent eyes, "The day after tomorrow is your 40th birthday, it's different now, and I don't know if I can see you again on the day. You, it just so happens that you are back today, so let me present you a birthday gift first, the brushwork is so crude that it doesn’t match the ink, the prince makes me laugh. I hope the sword will not grow old, and the youth will always be there.”

It is hard for Qingtian to predict how Qi She will react, he is so volatile now, even if he rips the painting to pieces, it will not surprise her.

After a period of suspenseful waiting, her heart fell back into her chest, and a touch of tenderness that had been rare day by day passed across Qi She's face. He seemed to be at a loss as he put away the scroll, and raised the corner of his mouth to her, " Why can't I see you? From tomorrow to the tenth day of the lunar new year, as usual, Jiaofang Secretary prepared a three-day play for my birthday, and passed on many famous actors from outside. Don't you accompany me every year? That's also true. It's almost two o'clock, go take off your makeup and go to bed."

Exactly half a month, she never slept with Qi She - Qing Tian pinched his fingers and counted the days.There was almost a spasm in her stomach as he lay down beside her.Before he extinguished the red candle by the bed, she leaned close to him and pressed her face into the crook of his neck.

"Third brother..."

The hint in her low call is tempting, Qi She's desire is immediately summoned, and he puts his hand on her chest.

This is the moment between them that Qingtian misses the most, it is better than those knowing smiles, those playful intimacy, and even those long conversations with sincerity.Qingtian can't remember how many times, she was surrounded by spring flowers, under the autumn moon, in the rain, in the mist, in the sunny day... Embracing Qi She's vigorous body to the point of revelry, his body is so good!And after experiencing his indifference for several months and the few times when he vented his lack of love, when he once again kissed her lips deeply as if he was passionate about her, Qing Tian thought he couldn't help it Cry out loud.But in fact, she didn't feel anything—she completely gave up her own feelings, and just watched Qi She and his every move with all her attention.After ten years of love, she has long been familiar with his most secret areas and pleasures, hobbies and fantasies, she just simply caters to him, purely thinks, and wins his favor again.

Therefore, Qingtian's actions and voice were like a stack of porcelain carefully stacked, until she heard a "crash", the sound of breaking.In fact, what she heard was Qi She's snoring, and he lay on top of her, snoring in her body.

"Third brother—?"

Qingtian was so shocked that he stretched out his hand and pushed the man above him.Qi She suddenly lifted it from her ear, and stared at her for a moment with a dreamy expression.When he understood what happened, he was even more embarrassed than her.He quickly withdrew from her body, rolled off her body, and lay down on his pillow, "I'm tired today, go to sleep."

His snoring, interrupted by her, was soon resumed, rudely and almost shamelessly.

As for Qing Tian, ​​she continued to lie motionless among the broken porcelain on the bed—in the fragments of her own heart, recalling the scene of Qi She startled in front of her face.Looking at the candle, she clearly saw his bloodshot eyes, red eyes, and several vertical and horizontal wrinkles hanging down from the eyes; she could also imagine how she looked in his eyes, the unconcealable spots and spots on her plain face. The flaw, the pitiful and despicable pleading and sorrow in the eyes.They are all old, and the life-and-death love between them may also age with it, becoming a sleepy copulation.

For the whole night, Qing Tian just stared blankly.If her mood can be described in words, the most appropriate sentence is: I want to cry but have no tears.

13.
The next day was the eighth day of the seventh lunar month, Qi She got up early in the morning, was bathed and changed by the eunuchs, and put on the prince's gown, looking radiant for a while.Zhou Dun came into the room, the wrinkles on his cheeks made him look older than he actually was, but his eyes were still round and shiny, and he gave a solemn gift to his master, "Today is to warm the birthday of the prince, and I will go back to the west of the lake in the mirror." At the head of the Quhuan Garden, three stages have been set up, one is for Kunqu Opera, one is for Geqiang, and the other is for storytelling and juggling. The promised actors and entertainers have already dressed up, and the princes and ministers have also set up It's all here, the prince can go there at any time."

The other side of Qingtian also got up early and put on strict makeup, and the jade pendant half-kneeled in front of Qi She, and was arranging the leather belt and ribbon for him.Qi She held her hand and turned to Zhou Dun, "Then pass the meal on."

Before the meal, Zhou Dun, Yingzhi and other servants paid homage to Qi She's birthday together.Qi She also rewarded each of them with a purse, which contained one or two gold lockets.It is something to be happy to be rewarded on a good day, but no one in Qingshuzhai dared to show a little smile, because Qi She's face was tense, and there was no sign of birthday joy at all.Qing Tian sat across from him, didn't speak, and silently pulled a few pieces of pickled melon in the porridge with a pair of gold and silver thread inlaid agate and red sandalwood chopsticks.

(End of this chapter)