The little lady of the Xiucai family (rebirth)

I listened to the sound of rain by the window for a while, pattering, and it was a rare pleasure and leisure.

Lin Qingyu stopped Lan Qing from going to the pastry shop, and ordered two maids to help.

It's raining today, there are few pedestrians on the road, presumably the business will not be too good, and their help is enough.

Not only did Lin Qingyu not want to separate, but she was even closer after last night, even if Lan Qing refused to admit it, she also wanted to cling to Lin Qingyu in her heart.

The two had lunch and it was already afternoon.Seeing that the rain did not stop, Lin Qingyu didn't intend to go to the palace.

Lin Qingyu sent her maid to borrow two books of poetry from Xu's study, preparing to spend time with the young lady in the house.

The maid brought the poems, followed by two men dressed as bookboys, each holding a tall stack of books in their arms, all of which were books about the examination.

After asking, I found out that His Majesty had ordered it down a few days ago, and told her to take it for a look when she was in better health.

As for why it was sent here today?That was naturally because those people did not dare to tire her out.

All the people who came out of the palace were human beings, and they were very good at reading words and deciphering the meaning of the master's words. Even if they had poor eyesight, they knew that His Majesty cared more about Lin Qingyu's health. Seeing that it was hard work for her to run outside, they never mentioned it. up.

If His Majesty asks, if it's a big deal, he will report back to His Majesty that he is unwell, but it's not a big deal anyway.

Lin Qingyu accepted the books and asked them to leave.

There were only two people left in the room, and Lin Qingyu didn't stick to etiquette. She took a few books she wanted to read, and then got stuck together with her little lady again.

She hugged the little lady in her arms, holding a book in her hand, thanks to Lin Qingyu's not a nonsensical temperament, otherwise it would be difficult to concentrate on studying if she was soft and gentle in her arms.

The afternoon passed in a flash, and the rain finally weakened. Lin Qingyu finally closed the book and placed it carefully on the bedside.

She looked down at the little lady in her arms who was still immersed in poetry, and without thinking too much, she became the thief who stole fragrance and jade. Lan Qing only felt her cheeks heat up, and when she looked over, she saw Lin Qingyu smiling at her, "Ma'am, are you hungry?"

After a whole day without much activity, Lan Qing was not hungry, so she shook her head, "Husband, are you hungry?"

"hungry."

Lin Qingyu answered like this, but couldn't hold it back, bowed her head and kissed the breathy lips again, realizing that the little lady didn't resist, took the poetry collection from her book, and just laid her down on the couch .

The master seemed to be aware of her intentions, and a pair of soft and boneless hands pushed her to get up, "Husband, you go to eat when you are hungry, why are you torturing me..."

The soft and delayed voice was like a feather, scratching my heart itchingly, without much strength.

"Don't blame me, little lady." Lin Qingyu was thin-skinned, reluctant to give up, and slowly got up, "I... I also got hungry after seeing the beauty of the little lady."

Seeing that she was about to leave, the little lady's face turned rosy again, her crimson color was like a burning peach blossom, her brows were shy but also charming, indescribably touching, and because of the bewilderment in her eyes, she made it even more lovely Pitiful.

The little lady bit her lips lightly, and lay there motionless looking at Lin Qingyu. She was born with an idiot, and she couldn't see her brain as clever.

"Little lady, you... looking at me like this... really makes me... makes my heart move," Lin Qingyu resisted the thought of getting close to her, closed her eyes, and fumbled to lift the brocade quilt on Lan Qing's body. Pulling, grabbing the messy scenery in the chest.

"..."

People are not clever, but it is strange that they can talk. Lan Qing felt ashamed, but she still couldn't calm down her dissatisfaction. She gave her an angry look, "Aren't you going to see the palace to see His Majesty? Go, if you come back late Just live in the palace, don't disturb my peace."

"Little lady..."

Lin Qingyu showed reluctance, but she couldn't let Lan Qing lose her restraint again, which she lost last night.

The little lady turned her head to the side of the bed, pretending she didn't hear.

"Then ask them to deliver food if you are hungry, don't wait for me..."

After rambling on a lot, Lin Qingyu waited for a while, seeing that there was really no hope, so she had to change clothes and leave.

It's disgusting here, but the palace is happy for her arrival...

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