Solitary pet

Chapter 239

The snow is getting bigger and bigger. These few days I went to visit relatives to wish the New Year, and when I came back from the outside, my whole body was covered with snow.I opened an umbrella, the top of my head was covered, but my feet were soaked.

In the first few days of the first lunar month, it was unavoidable to go out and walk, and the shoes and socks were wet, which was really uncomfortable.Although there are ready ones, they cannot be conveniently replaced all the time.

He Sheng thought of a good idea, made socks out of cowhide, coated with wax on the outside, strangled the opening with a string, and put a few miniature warm bags in the cowhide socks. Wearing such socks, they can keep warm without getting soaked in water. ,very good.

In less than half a day, the maid made dozens of pairs of cowhide socks, and He Sheng ordered the maid to make more and sent some to those who knew Concubine De and Jingning in the palace.

Shen Hao bent down to put on socks for her. The cowhide socks were harder than ordinary white socks, and it took a long time to put them on.After putting on the socks and putting on the shoes, Shen Hao patted her little feet and said with a smile, "Tomorrow welcomes the spring, and the horse race outside Dongzhimen, do you want to go?"

He Sheng raised his feet, "Of course I'm going!"

How can she be missing in such a thing as joining in the fun? Although she can't participate, she can cheer for the prince.

Shen Hao knelt down, motioned her to jump on her back, and said: "These days, relatives of the clan, foreign ministers and family members have been coming to the door one after another. Maybe you are exhausted, so I just take you out to relax. .There is just one thing, you need to deal with it first."

He Sheng threw himself on his back with a hey sound, wrapped his small white hands around his neck, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Shen Hao carried her to Qinghui Pavilion, "You are not allowed to ride on the horse, you are only allowed to watch obediently from the sidelines. Even if Princess Jingning and those from the Xiaoliu family come to encourage you, it won't work."

Hesheng Xiaoji nodded as if pecking at rice, but he had his own plan in mind.Anyway, I should come down first, and when I get to the racetrack, the prince has played well by himself, so how can he control her?It's not difficult to play secretly for a while when the time comes.

The plum forest in Qinghui Pavilion is full of light pink and pure white plum blossoms. One tree of plum trees is covered with thick white snow. Clusters of blooming flowers poke their heads out. Looking from a distance, the world is one piece. The Haohao land is full of cold snow.

The maids set up pear blossom tables and chairs in the small courtyard in front of Meilin, and Shen Hao put her on the chairs with her on his back.She fluttered her arms, pointed at Merlin who was within reach, and said, "I want to go there."

Shen Hao had nothing to do with her, and said lightly: "Then you should tighten the belt of the cloak even more."

He Sheng obeyed obediently, tidied up the white fox cloak, and covered himself tightly, wishing he could only show his eyes outside.She reached out to straighten the cloak for him again, "Husband, I want to pick some plum blossoms and go back to make flower arrangements."

She hesitated to speak, and blinked her watery eyes, hoping that he could think of something and say it by herself.

Zhemei wrote poems, he promised.

Shen Hao let out a long sigh, turned his neck slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled subtly: "Let my husband write a poem for the beauty Zhemei first, okay?"

He Sheng pretended not to understand, raised his chin, and asked knowingly, "Which beauty is that?"

Shen Hao twitched on purpose, pouted and smiled: "Hey, this beauty on my back."

He Sheng covered his mouth and smiled.

The two of them shuttled through the plum forest, knocking on the snow-covered branches and vines on their heads, the snow fell from the branches, hit their heads, and shattered into small white flowers, which fell to the ground along the fox-fur shawl, like a stream flowing into the water. The rivers melt into the land in an instant.

Shen Hao was reluctant to put her down, for fear that she would fall to the ground and wet her feet.

She groaned on her back, "I'm wearing cowhide socks, so I won't get wet and cold."

Shen Hao still shook his head, carried her back under the tree, stopped suddenly, asked her to hug her neck tightly, and tiptoed to pick a single plum blossom on the highest branch.

His stature is much taller than ordinary people, but it is inconvenient to move because of carrying her on his back, and the plum blossom on the branch is too tall, so he couldn't touch it after several attempts.

He Sheng volunteered, "Husband, let me do it."

He hugged her tightly with his hands behind his back, and carefully told her: "Then you slow down, don't fall."

He Sheng smiled brightly, "Husband must hold on to me."

After all, she straightened her upper body, and tried her best to reach the plum blossom on the branch, getting higher and higher, half of her body was almost hanging in the air, and stretching hard, she finally grabbed the flower.

The twigs of flowers rustled and trembled in the snow, and He Sheng joyfully put the flower branches in front of his eyes, leaned on his shoulders and smiled triumphantly: "Look!"

Shen Hao continued walking with her on his back, and said with a smile, "That's great."

He Sheng swayed on his back, holding a flower, looking left and right, and said: "There are people and flowers, and it's time for someone to write poetry. If you don't write well, you are not allowed to get under the bed at night."

Shen Hao said seriously: "So serious? Then I have to think about it."

He Sheng mischievously iced his ears with his hands, "Think slowly."

Sometimes he lowered his head to smell the flowers, and sometimes he pinned the flower branches on his hair crown. He was bored waiting, and shouted: "Husband, have you thought about it? If you haven't thought about it yet, you can let me go and play for a while."

Shen Hao didn't let go, "I'll think about it right away."

He Sheng stuck out his tongue.After reciting it for so long, I didn't see that he was tired from shouting, his hands were strangled so hard, as if he was afraid that she would fall, and his calf was going to be numb by him.

She pushed the back of his head with her forehead, "Hurry up."

He thought of several poems, but didn't know which one to say, so urged by her, he simply picked up "Plum Blossoms" at his fingertips.

"Qiongzi only stays in Yaotai, who will plant everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River. The snow covered the mountains, the high officials lie down, and the beauties come under the moonlight forest." He coughed, pretending to be deep and said: "On the fifth day of the first month of the Yin Chou year, Pingling Shen Haozuo, as a gift to his wife, Hesheng."

It was an extremely common poem, but she was shocked when she heard it.Buried on his shoulders, it was as if honey had been smeared on his heart.

"If you give it to me, you must only read it to me, and you are not allowed to share it with others."

It was rare for her to be so domineering, and her soft and thin voice added a hint of coquettishness. He liked it very much, and nodded in response, "Whatever you say is what you say."

He Sheng licked his pinnae.

It was cold, but his body was burning hot.

She suddenly saw another plum blossom, which was more beautiful, with snow-white petals and full flowers.She shook him, saying that she wanted to pick it again, and he moved under the tree. She stretched out her hand to reach it, but her neck hurt, but she still couldn't pick it.

Ruthlessly, he jumped up, the movement was too abrupt, he didn't have time to react, he moved forward with his weight, he couldn't stop, the two of them fell forward together.

In the blink of an eye, he was thinking of her, fearing that he would crush her, he curled up and rolled sideways, almost twisting his waist by accident.

He hastily turned his head to look, "Ah Sheng, are you knocking?"

(End of this chapter)