The prince slowly walked back to Songjiantang, had a meal slowly, and told Ding San to ask for hot water to Songjiantang, take a shower and change his clothes, and went to Shumeiju along the veranda of hand-broken hands. There were only a few little girls and mother-in-law in Shumeiju, as if they were a little deserted. The prince smiled. Madam Zheng, Qiuyue must be waiting for the wife to hide where to sober up. He always wanted to save her some face.

The prince took off his long gown outside, wore a moon-white light silk trousers, leaned on the couch in the east wing with a relaxed expression, slowly flipping through the book. After almost finished reading the book, there was still no movement in the yard. The prince frowned slightly and called the woman who was serving outside to come in and ask:

"You go and ask, why isn't your wife back yet?"

The woman was stunned and replied:

"If you are right, my wife doesn't live here on a daily basis, and she has always lived in Taohuayuan."

"Peach Blossom Land?"

"My master, it's Taoyuan Xiaoju. The wife has changed her name to Taohuayuan."

The prince was stunned for a moment, and his heart was filled with shame and anger, his face also rose red, and he stood up with a "huh", half-dragged his shoes, and rushed out.

The prince rushed to the Peach Blossom Land with a meteor. The gate of the courtyard was closed. The prince looked at the closed gate with a blue face. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, turned around and walked, took a few steps, stopped again, turned around, stepped in front of the courtyard gate, and kicked the door hard.

A rushing footsteps came from the yard, and the door opened a crack from inside. The prince kicked the door open. The little girl behind the door was knocked and staggered and fell to the ground. The prince rushed in. When Qiuyue heard the movement, she was carrying a small glass cup, passing through the hall, and checking the movement in the front yard. When she saw the prince rushing in with only light silk clothes and trousers, she rushed in with a full body of evil spirits. Qiuyue hurriedly avoided the side, turned around and trotted behind the prince, begging with a trembling voice:

"Madam, madam, madam, madam, I'm not feeling well, I've already gone to bed, madam!"

The prince stopped suddenly, Qiuyue hurriedly stopped, and the candlelight in the glass cup was extinguished in the violent shaking. The prince turned around, stared at Qiuyue, and let out a cold "snorkeling", and walked into the main house with his hands over. Liuli had already bent her knees and waited beside the flower stand at the door. She had always been more alert than Qiuyue. Today, the wife was drunk, and she was on the night in the warm pavilion outside. The prince stopped and ordered with a cold face:

"You guys go down, there is no need to be on the night outside today!"

Qiuyue and Liuli looked at each other with uneasy eyes. The prince paused and stepped into the west wing. Qiuyue and Liuli looked at each other for a while before quietly going out and covered the door. The two went down the steps and stood at the opposite end. After standing for a while, Qiuyue sighed and said softly:

"I'm watching here, go and tell Madam Zheng, if..."

Liuli nodded, went to the outer courtyard, called the woman to get up, took the lantern, opened the door, and went to find Madam Zheng.

The prince stood outside for a while before turning over the treasure pavilion, lifting up the gauze curtain, and entering the inner room. The inner room was very spacious and sparse. The gauze curtains hanging in front of the window were gently blowing in the wind, and the moonlight shone in through the window lattice. In the middle, there was a bed of racks that were much larger than normal size, but there was no surround between the racks, only some gauze hanging down, covering the bed like smoke. The prince walked to the bed, lifted up the gauze curtain, and looked down at Li Qing, who was quietly curled up in the quilt. His skin was fair and blushed, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was having some beautiful dream.

After looking at it for a while, the prince gradually calmed down. He bent down, stretched out his hand, gently touched Li Qing's hair scattered on the pillow, and his fingers slowly slid on Li Qing's face.

Li Qing woke up from the fainting sleep, confused and didn't know where he was. He gently shook his head, which was so heavy that it was hard to control. He opened his eyes. The person standing in front of the bed was full of white. Li Qing turned his head dizzyly and looked up. He was a handsome guy. Li Qing smiled and stretched out his hand. He shook it a few times before he pulled the prince's hand. The prince was pulled by Li Qing and sat on the bed and lay beside her again. Li Qing raised his head slightly, looked at the prince in confusion, and chuckled gently.

"I seem to be dreaming."

"It's not dreaming, it's me who's here to see you."

The prince said gently with pity, Li Qing frowned in confusion. Where is this? She drank and sang. She always only drank and sang, and she was not indulging. Compared with them, there is a difference between him and them. But who is he? Don’t talk after drinking! Who is warning her? Li Qing smiled foolishly, stared at the prince with blurred eyes, stretched out his fingers to scratch his eyebrows and eyes, and murmured:

“It looks so good!”

The prince's body stiffened, and her slightly chilled fingers seemed to have penetrated into his heart, and a strange ripples were drawn. She actually said he was "good-looking"! The prince couldn't help laughing, Li Qing stared at him and sighed,

"You smiled like the sun came out, it looked so beautiful!"

Li Qing's fingers slid down, crossed the bridge of his nose, slashed on his lips, and then slashed his chin. The prince hugged her, and his fingers seemed to wrap her hair unconsciously. He looked down at her and let her use her fingers to slash his face. Li Qing looked at him a little confusedly, pressed his lips with his fingers, and asked softly:

"May I have your name?"

The prince was stunned for a moment, then smiled, opened his mouth, bit her finger, and said vaguely:

"Call me to live forever."

“Eternal life, eternal life,”

Li Qing murmured a few times, shook her head gently, trying to make herself more awake, but her head became more dizzy. Well, this name is really simple! Li Qing buried her head on the pillow and laughed. The prince looked at her shoulders that were shaking with a smile, gently tidied her hair, Li Qing asked with a smile:

"Are you a cowherd?"

The prince was stunned, frowned, held Li Qing's chin with his fingers, stared at Li Qing's eyes, and had a strong coldness in his voice, and he asked sternly:

"Who is the Cowherd?"

Li Qing smiled, and the more she smiled, she became more and more powerful, and she was so angry that she could not hold on. She grabbed the prince's clothes with both hands and buried her head in his arms. The prince looked at her in shock. Li Qing smiled enough, with tears from laughing hanging on the corners of her eyes, and looked up at him,

"Don't you know who the Cowherd is? The Cowherd is..."

Li Qing laughed again, and his forehead pressed against the prince's chest. The prince pursed his lips tightly and gently patted her back with his hands. Li Qing raised his head and said while smiling:

"The Cowherd is...the Weaver Girl's...husband!"

"Who is the Weaver Girl?"

The prince asked tightly, Li Qing opened his eyes in surprise, and the figure in front of him was shaking a little. Li Qing raised his hand and shook and patted the prince's cheek.

"Poor child, don't even know who the Weaver Girl is?"

"Who is the Weaver Girl?"

The prince stared at Li Qing and asked. Li Qing put his arm around the prince's neck, closed his eyes, and was less dizzy. Li Qing moved, leaned against the prince's chest, and said slowly:

"The Weaver Girl is the Weaver Girl. The beautiful clouds in the sky are all woven by the Weaver Girl. Once the Cowherd comes, the Weaver Girl will stop weaving clouds, so she goes to accompany the Cowherd. The Queen Mother got angry and drove the Cowherd to the other side of the Tianhe River. He only allowed him to meet the Weaver Girl once a year. Have you ever heard of 'When the Golden Wind and Jade Dew meets, it will be better than countless people in the world'? That's it."

The prince frowned slightly, looked down at Li Qing who was about to smile again, held up her chin with his hand, and looked at her carefully. Li Qing raised her head, opened her eyes to look at the prince, and laughed, shaking her fingers onto the prince's forehead, stroking his frown brow,

"Baby, don't frown, you look so good when you smile. I like to see you laugh the most."

The prince smiled in surprise. Li Qing looked at it for a while, his arm slid down, slid to the prince's neck, stretched out his other arm to circle the prince's neck, and kissed him gently.

The prince was stunned for a moment, and a heat gushed out from the bottom of his heart. He hugged Li Qing tightly in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed him hard...

Li Qing hugged the prince tightly. The prince was as faint as the drunk Li Qing. Except for the people in his arms, it seemed that the world no longer existed.

Qiuyue and Liuli were half lying on the kang in the east wing room, squinting their eyes as if they were awake and sleeping. Madam Zheng stood under the steps of the main house, waiting anxiously for the summons. It was almost midnight!

The prince's low and lazy voice came from the room:

"Come!"

Madam Zheng turned around and called Qiuyue, Liuli, hurriedly pushed open the door and responded respectfully:

"Master, can I let the servants come in and serve?"

"Um."

Madam Zheng turned around, Qiuyue and Liuli held hot water, took a cotton veil, held their clothes, and carefully entered the inner room. The prince covered half of the quilt, was naked, leaning against the head of the bed, lowered his head and carefully wrapped Li Qing with a quilt. Li Qing buried his head in the shadow beside the prince, as if he was asleep. The three of them hurriedly lowered their heads, and Liuli placed the hot water bucket beside the bed, and was about to help Li Qing, the prince reached out to stop her.

"Put down the things, go out and let the kitchen boil red fruit soup and bring it in."

The three of them put down their things, Qiuyue and Liuli quickly picked up the clothes scattered by the bed, retreated, and brought them to the door. Madam Zheng closed her eyes and patted her chest. The heart was finally let go. Qiuyue and Liuli also breathed a sigh of relief. The three of them looked at each other, Madam Zheng smiled and ordered softly:

"Didn't you hear your order? Why don't you go quickly?"

In less than two quarters of an hour, Liuli hurried into the main courtyard with a small red painted food box. Qiuyue pushed open the door, listened to the movement inside, and reported gently:

"Master, the red fruit soup is delivered."

"Um!"

It quickly responded inside. Qiuyue and Liuli entered the inner room gently. The prince was half sitting and gently supporting Li Qing and letting her lean in his arms. Li Qing rested his head on the prince's chest, and impatiently pushed the prince's arm with his hands. The prince put her hands together and gently comforted:

"Don't make a fuss, drink and sleep, it's fine for a while."

The glass holds the cover, Qiuyue is about to take it over and feed it to Li Qing, the prince stretches out his hand,

"Give me."

Qiuyue hurriedly took off the lid, held the lid in both hands and handed it over. The prince took it and patiently coaxed Li Qing to drink half the cup. Qiuyue and Liuli looked at the messy straps on Li Qing's clothes, pursed their lips and lowered their heads, quietly packed up the handkerchief and bucket thrown in front of the bed, took the lid, and retreated. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened next, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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