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Shen Mingan slept very lightly for an unknown amount of time, and then woke up with pain in his shrunken calf due to convulsions.

The leg cramps came suddenly, and there was a strong pulling sensation on the calf, which was numb and painful. Shen Mingan couldn't bear the pain within a few breaths. His breathing was short and chaotic, so he sat up propped up and leaned against the head of the bed. , Trying to straighten the calf, but there is no relief, the leg is still rigid, painful and stiff.

The candlelight was beating, Lu Ciheng was still writing on the desk, Shen Mingan called him hoarsely: "Ah Heng..."

Because he was worried that the candlelight would be too bright to affect Shen Mingan, Lu Ciheng extinguished half of the candles in the hall before Shen Mingan went to bed. He heard the voice and turned his head, and saw Shen Mingan's forehead covered with a thin layer of cold sweat under the dim candlelight. Suddenly, his heart tightened, he dropped the brush in his hand and sat on the side of the bed, "Ming An, what's wrong?"

Shen Mingan raised his foggy eyes, "Legs..."

Lu Ciheng's eyes fell on his white and stiff legs, "Did you have leg cramps?"

"En." Shen Mingan leaned his forehead on his shoulder, and responded in a low and hoarse voice.

Lu Ciheng gently lifted his calf, put his leg on his lap, rubbed and massaged the cramp on his calf.

Shen Mingan's legs were as cold as ice, white as fine porcelain under the candlelight, and his feet were stretched because of the pain. Lu Ciheng pressed his warm palm for him for about a cup of tea, and Shen Mingan's calf Not so stiff anymore, Lu Ciheng leaned down to kiss the inside of his calf, and asked him to try to bend his knee, "Does it still hurt?"

"Much better."

The spasm and discomfort on the leg eased a lot, and all that was left was the hot touch on Lu Ciheng's palm. Just now, Lu Ciheng lifted his leg and kissed the inner side of his calf. Without a hint of lust, it made Shen Mingan jump uncontrollably, his white toes curled up.

Shen Mingan's face was red and hot, and he pretended to be calm and asked, "Have you finished your essay?"

"There are some more, and they are almost finished."

"Then go and write quickly, and go to bed early after you finish writing." Shen Mingan retracted his legs, and added softly after a long while, "I'm cold when I fall asleep alone."

It was obviously a very common sentence, but Lu Ciheng didn't even want to write the paperwork, and his mind was all on Shen Mingan.

He simply wrapped Shen Mingan in his arms, and half-truthfully said: "I'm really sleepy too, I definitely can't write well now, I'll read it tomorrow morning when I get up."

The morning morning started early, and Lu Ciheng didn't finish writing the night before, so he had to get up before dawn to continue writing countermeasures the next day.

When Lu Ciheng left the quilt, he moved lightly, but Shen Mingan slept very lightly all night. When Lu Ciheng got up, he asked in a daze with drowsiness: "What time is it?"

"Yinshi." Lu Ciheng kissed him on the forehead, reached out to get the clothes on the shelf, and said: "It's the beginning of winter, it's cold outside, remember to wear more if you go out."

Shen Mingan was so sleepy that he was half asleep and half awake. He heard Lu Ciheng tell him that the breakfast was heating up in the small kitchen before going out, and that Xiaobai had already fed it. The days when they lived together in Dongyang Village.

When Shen Mingan opened his eyes, he felt restless and confused. The child always moved frequently in the morning. Shen Mingan gently put his hand on it to comfort the child in his belly, and it took a long time before he got up.

The early morning sun shone into the hall, Shen Mingan sat in front of the desk, and Zhang Ling brought in the breakfast after hearing the sound.

Breakfast is a light fish porridge with shredded ginger to remove the fishy smell, plus a plate of jujube cake for appetizing.

The ink in the inkstone was not dry yet, Shen Mingan was drinking porridge while flipping through the documents written by Lu Ciheng on the case.

This document was about the countermeasures for the construction of the dam in Yizhou. Lu Ciheng's handwriting was taught stroke by stroke by Shen Mingan, but it was completely different from Shen Mingan's handwriting.

When Lu Ciheng first learned to write, his strokes were always wrong. Whether it was oblique or vertical, he was lazy and only wrote horizontal or vertical. He lost his temper, so he could only teach him over and over again. Later, Shen Mingan discovered that he didn't forget to write it at all, but deliberately didn't write it, and wanted to teach him a few more times.

Shen Mingan saw through it but didn't tell him, and still taught him patiently.

At the beginning, Lu Ciheng's handwriting was learned from Shen Ming'an's handwriting, and now he has formed his own style. His handwriting is calm and strong, retractable, and sharp. You can see the sophistication of the pen. .

The document analyzes the Yizhou dam problem in detail, and the countermeasures are also very appropriate, not only considering the present, but also taking into account the problem of future repairs, and using stronger materials for the embankment that is easily destroyed by floods , which is more comprehensive and reasonable than what Shen Mingan can think of.

Shen Mingan was engrossed in watching it. Xiaobai followed the aroma of the fish porridge and jumped onto the table without noticing it. He didn't realize it until the porridge in the spoon was licked by the cat meowing. Shen Mingan laughed, and simply put the bowl away. The remaining half bowl of porridge was pushed in front of Xiao Bai.

After eating and drinking, Xiaobai lay down on the table and refused to leave. Shen Mingan stretched out his hand to touch its neck. Xiaobai closed his eyes comfortably. , fell into the inkstone, stained with a tail of ink.

It was a snow-white cat, and the fur on its tail was as black as coal. Shen Mingan had no choice but to wipe the ink on it with a handkerchief.

Xiaobai was startled, and stood on the desk anxiously. Shen Mingan was afraid that its tail would sweep the memorial and get the ink on it, so he quickly hugged it to the ground, protected the documents in his arms, and wiped off the ink for Xiaobai After looking at the document in his hand, he suddenly remembered that Lu Ciheng had told him last night that what he was going to discuss this morning was the solution to the Yizhou dam construction problem, but Lu Ciheng forgot to write him down. One night's paperwork was brought over.

Shen Mingan looked at the sky outside, estimated the time, and asked Zhang Ling beside him, "Is the morning ceremony over now?"

"Not yet." Zhang Ling replied respectfully: "The emperor is diligent, and the routine reports in the early court have to be at the beginning of the morning. At this time, the discussion has just started. According to the past, there is still an hour before it will end."

Shen Ming'an thought for a while, "He didn't get the paperwork he wrote last night, so I'll send it to him now, and it should be just in time."

"Master Shen, you are inconvenient, this old slave will send you to the emperor for you."

Shen Ming'an smiled and politely declined his kindness, "There are not many roads from Guangyi Hall to Qinghe Gate. Now the courtiers are all in court. The weather is fine today, so I just want to go out for a walk."

Shen Mingan's body has become heavier recently, and he doesn't want to move more, but last night the leg cramps were too painful, Shen Mingan was a little scared, he thought that walking more would be good for the child, and basking in the sun would also make him more comfortable.

It was cold outside, and Shen Mingan was afraid of the cold. He wore a cloak, and wrapped a pure white fleece collar around his neck before going out.

The weather is fine today, the sun is shining on people, and it is warm.

Shen Mingan walked very slowly, and while walking, he was thinking about the child's birth in about two months, and what name he should give.

A few months ago, Lu Ciheng had already started to prepare small clothes for the unborn child with great interest, because the child was born in two months, and it will be the first month in a short time. Lu Ciheng even prepared a pair of clothes for the child. Tiger hat.

The tiger head hat is fluffy and soft, it must be very cute to wear on a child's head, Shen Mingan likes it too.

Because of the sun, not long after Shen Mingan left, he felt some warmth in his body. Ginkgo biloba was planted on both sides of the palace road. After the beginning of winter, the ginkgo leaves fell all over the ground, and a large piece of yellow color was spread on the ground. Step on it. fluffy.

Shen Mingan walked from Guangyi Hall all the way to Qinghe Gate, and he would inevitably pass by the palace gate on the south side. In the early days, the ministers were basically at Qinghe Gate, and there were very few people coming and going in the palace, but there were two people standing at the gate of the palace, It seemed that they were talking, Shen Mingan stopped in doubt, and couldn't help but look a few more times.

Looking from a distance, both of them had their backs to him, one of them was wearing a badge from the household department, and was obviously from the palace, the other was dressed in brocade and well-dressed clothes, and his sideburns were a little gray, Shen Mingan saw Looking at his back, my chest felt inexplicably tight, and some lingering memories that had taken root in my mind began to break through and regenerate.

Shen Mingan felt an indescribable uneasiness, palpitations and discomfort swept over him, making him a little drowsy. He rubbed his heart and took a few steps forward, trying to see his face clearly.

As if to confirm Shen Mingan's conjecture, the man turned sideways, and Shen Mingan saw his face clearly, and knew where his inexplicable sense of familiarity and sudden palpitations came from.

——That person is Wang Xingyan.