Chapter 142: Love and Fine Flower Explanation

Li Lin's mansion covers a wide area. Although Li Qing lives with him, he has a unique courtyard. It is separated from Li Lin's back house by a wall, living with Jian'er, Xiaoyu and more than a dozen maids and mothers. Except for Lao Yu, the rest of the men lived in the shops in Xishi City.

After entering the mansion, Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel excited. She had already run to inform the curtain first. After passing through two moon walls, Li Qing came to his own courtyard. The yard was very quiet. Several thick laurels had thick branches and leaves. The flowers on both sides were green, red and thin. Several roses were blooming brilliantly, and a faint fragrance drifted in the courtyard.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the hall. A white long skirt was like clouds in the sky floating slowly. I saw an ice-like face. The moment I saw Li Qing, her deep pool-like eyes emitted a brilliant and dazzling spirit. Extreme surprise and expectation were combined, and the snow lotus of an iceberg bloomed in the wind.

Her rare emotional expression made Li Qing stunned. It was no wonder that it was the first time that Princess Leng, who had seen such a bright and charming person.

The word "come" behind "you, come back" was bitten by her without saying it. Behind her, the servant sister-in-law Song Mei was hurried out with a wooden plate. There was a bowl containing medicine, and there was a layer of black medicine residue at the bottom of the bowl.

Song Mei's arrival seemed to be an extremely powerful cold current, which instantly solidified Li Jingyan's excitement. The spirit in her bright eyes quickly evaporated, leaving only the unique chill in the ice pool. She returned to normal again and nodded slightly to Li Qing. Her long eyelashes drooped, covering the window that exposed her inner emotions, and quickly walked along the stone flower path by the wall.

"Ah! Master, you're back!" When Song Mei saw Li Qing, she threw away the bowl in her hand and screamed in excitement, her voice became hoarse due to hard work.

Seeing that her eyes were red, Li Qing knew that she had worked hard to take care of Lian'er, and was grateful, but worried about Lian'er's body, so he hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Is she a big problem?"

"Fortunately, I almost had a miscarriage. Judging from the current situation, I should have been saved."

After hesitating for a moment, Song Mei said again: "Master, three months are a hurdle for women. You should sleep alone at night!"

Li Qing nodded, suppressed his excitement, and walked into the house with a few white skirts behind the vermicelli in the yard.

After a long time, a low sigh came, and the sigh was filled with deep loss and melancholy. The white skirt disappeared, and the heavy footsteps gradually faded away.

The wedding color has long disappeared, the room is bright and filled with a faint fragrance of medicine, outlining a quiet scene. The bedding on the big bed is neatly folded, with a soft smoke curtain hanging on it that rains through the sky. Next to it, several brown rattan chairs are casually placed, with cushions made of various colors of fine linen, and a larger rocking chair. Although it is a bit old, it is as kind as a mother. The wide armrests exude a warm invitation to sit in, and a thick mattress is covered with comfortable and tempting, giving people a relaxed body and mind. At this time, the mistress of the house is half lying on the chair, with a thin quilt covered on her legs, and a baby suit that is only half sewn on her hand. She is gently staring at her husband from a distance, with a friendly and joyful look.

Although they did not speak to each other, Li Qing felt a refreshing sweet spring flowing through his heart. He walked to her a few steps, slowly knelt down, held her fair and tender hand, and felt the warmth in her hands. He smiled slightly, "I'm back!"

Yan'er touched his dark and thin face with heartache, and said tremblingly: "You dead guy! You finally go home."

Before she could finish her words, her eyes suddenly turned red, her hands suddenly covered her mouth, turned her head and sobbed.

Xiaoyu next to her also turned red, and she pulled up the curtain beside the bed to wipe her tears. The curtain suddenly thought of something, quickly wiped off her tears, and smiled and said, "Look at my memory, you haven't eaten yet!"

She struggled to sit up, and Li Qing held her down, "Don't move!"

He hesitated for a moment, touched her slightly raised abdomen, and shrank back halfway. He turned his head to look at Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu's plump and round mouth slightly pouted, "I understand, I won't disturb you old couple's love affair!"

She walked out in disappointment. Halfway through, she was a little worried, and turned around and winked at Jian'er. Seeing her sneaky look, Jian'er couldn't help but feel funny, "Go and have a meal! I'll say it."

Xiaoyu's face turned red and she lowered her head and ran out.

"Let me listen!"

Seeing Xiaoyu leaving, Li Qing gently pulled Yan'er's clothes down, put his ears on her abdomen, listened carefully, Yan'er's hand stroked his hair and neck, and whispered: "It's only three months old, can you hear it?"

"Yes, haha! I heard it, the sound of 'Dingding'." Li Qing raised his head excitedly, "I have to jump more than a hundred times in a minute."

Yan'er was surprised, "What is one minute?"

Li Qing was stunned and knew that he had missed his mouth, so he smiled bitterly and explained: "This is what the people of Nanzhao say, which means that time is very short."

When talking about Nanzhao, Lian'er remembered what he said in his letter and asked with a little sourness: "That Princess Nanzhao, Awan, didn't she come back with you?"

Li Qing suddenly remembered that Awan had her own child in her stomach. She didn't know how she was doing now, and her face immediately dimmed. Lian'er was shocked, "What! What happened?"

"She is pregnant with my child too!"

Li Qing sighed and said, "I knew Awan and how he almost died of poisoning. Why did she want to be a witch? He told Lian'er in detail and finally said, "I only knew that she was pregnant when I met her mother, otherwise I would never have left her alone in eastern Yunnan."

Perhaps because of the same illness, Lian'er suddenly became concerned about Awan. She complained to Li Qing and said, "Then why don't you wait a moment and come back together after she returns to Nanzhao. Didn't you read the letter I gave you?"

Li Qing shook his head, "There were too many things at that time, and I couldn't take care of it."

Lian'er was about to say that when a woman was pregnant, she needed her husband's care the most, but she saw that he looked sad and knew that he was sad, so she changed the topic and smiled: "Do you know what Xiaoyu wanted me to say just now?"

"say what?"

Lian'er held back her laughter and whispered in his ear: "She wants me to make a marriage date with you, when will I marry her?"

Li Qing shook his head, "Wait a minute! I'm very confused now. There is no news over Awan, and you have not finished protecting your baby now. Let's talk about it when things are straightened out, okay?"

Yan'er pulled his hand, and his tone was extremely gentle, saying, "Li Lang, I didn't understand it at first. Only when I became a kiss did I know that men cannot live without women. I have been avoiding them all these years. It has really made you suffer. So when you go to Nanzhao to meet Awan, I don't blame you. I know that you are not a casual man. Many things must have happened. Now that you are back, I can't give it to you. If you marry Xiaoyu, I will be less guilty."

Li Qing's hand rubbed her thin and pale face and smiled and said, "It's okay. It's not a problem. After so many years of hardship, what's the matter if it's hard for a few more months?"

Yan'er shook her head, grabbed his hand, and said with a solemn expression: "But, we have to think about Xiaoyu. Do you know that you are all her hope and sustenance. She always mentions marrying you, but she is actually afraid that you don't want her. You don't know that when you are not here, her former master came to pester her. She was afraid of death and was looking forward to you coming back all day long. You think you have known her for three or four years! But she first married a Nanzhao woman. Do you know how she felt? She shares joys and sorrows with us until now, and she doesn't want anything, so what is she trying to do?"

Li Qing covered his head and pulled his hair hard, "I know! Actually, I like Xiaoyu very much, but I have already found Awan in Nanzhao and now marry Xiaoyu again. I always feel a little sorry for you in this way."

Seeing that he was sincere, Lian'er was moved and sighed, "I was an orphan living at the bottom, and I didn't even have a household registration. I made a living by setting up a stall with my grandfather. Later, I met you. I thought you were also the same person as me, so I wanted to go with you. But later you gradually developed and became an official, and the official became bigger and bigger. There are also many famous ladies like Cui Liuliu who want to marry you. Marrying them will undoubtedly be extremely beneficial to your future. But you still married me without hesitation. Li Lang, I understand your heart for me, and I also believe that we will grow old together. I am content, but I don't want to make others sad for my own happiness. Like Xiaoyu, if you don't want her, she will die. Do you know? And Princess Leng, do you know her unforgettable love for you?"

Li Qingzheng listened to the story of Yan'er silently, and suddenly heard her mention Li Jingyan. He immediately shook his head and said, "I knew Xiaoyu very early, but that Princess Leng has been a bit exaggerated. Since I first met her in Langzhong, she has been Leng Ruobingshuang to me and helped me once, because she didn't want to owe me a favor."

"That was before, now she is willing to die for you!"

Xiaoyu, who had been hiding at the door and eavesdropping, finally couldn't help but interrupt, "She slept with me every day in the past three months, and her name is in her sleep. How could I not know? She turned around and asked about you all day long, your background! She had already figured it out clearly."

"Hey! Where is the young master's meal? Haven't it been prepared yet?" Seeing that she was empty-handed, Lian'er couldn't help asking in surprise.

"Ah! I forgot." Xiaoyu then remembered that she had not done anything, and ran to cook in a panic.

Li Qing looked at her back and couldn't help laughing.

Lian'er gently pinched him and complained: "You are still laughing. This little girl has heard what you said just now. If you have time, you should coax her well. Do you hear it?"

"If you call Dong, go east, I will obey my order!" After a deep conversation, Li Qing's knot gradually dissolved and his tone became lighter. But he thought about Li Jingyan's incident just now, and shook his head secretly. Not to mention that he didn't believe it very much. Even if she was interested, he didn't like her indifference. Besides, she was the princess. If he married her and put her there, it would inevitably threaten the status of Yan'er. This is what he definitely didn't want to.

It was already dusk, and Xiaoyu brought the food into the room. The three of them seemed to have returned to Langzhong again. The house was filled with the warmth of reunion, and laughter kept floating out of the window. Li Qing told them about his experiences in eastern Yunnan and Nanzhao. When talking about the thrilling place, the two girls bit their chopsticks, their eyes widened, and they held their breath. Li Qing talked about the customs of dancing in eastern Yunnan. The two of them laughed at the table, and Xiaoyu's face turned red, and his eyes were staring at the sunset outside the window, but in his mind he imagined the scene when he invited the young master to dance.

It was just that some people were happy and some were worried. A hundred steps away from Li Qing's room, Li Jingyan was holding in front of the window and listening to the faint laughter from afar. She wanted to be like them, lying at the table and listening to him telling the story of Nanzhao, but she didn't dare, just like she never dared to ride a horse. The princess's identity was like an invisible shackle stuck on her. The fear seized her courage and made her stop moving forward.

Footsteps came from the door, and Li Jingyan slowly turned around, but saw that it was the eldest brother who walked in with a smile. She whispered: "Is there anything wrong with brother?"

Seeing her sad expression, Li Zhao couldn't help but sigh secretly, took out an exquisite post and handed it to her, "Zhao Yue is here to send an invitation again. This is the third time, don't refuse him again!"

"Brother, I don't want to go!" Li Jingyan shook her head and returned the invitation to Li Zhao again.

"Brother knows you are in a bad mood, but this time it's the Qujiang Poetry Conference, Li Qinglian, Du Zimei and Wang Changling, they are all here, so you should go and relax! Although Zhao Yue is a little more impetuous, it's because he is young. I hope you can look at the long term."

Seeing that she was silent, Li Zhao stuffed the invitation into her hand and bowed and begged: "Just treat it as doing my elder brother a favor, just this time, okay?"

Li Jingyan nodded silently and opened the invitation casually. There was only a line of small words, "Hide it in my heart, when will I forget it?" Unconsciously smiled sadly and returned the invitation to my elder brother, "Don't he come to pick it up, I'll go by myself."

Li Jingyan slowly approached the window and leaned against the railing to look out. In the west sky, a lonely moon was shaped like a lonely shadow, surrounded by gray clouds, and the moonlight appeared and disappeared. She stared blankly at the brightly lit villa, where laughter and joy were still lively. Li Jingyan suddenly felt the loneliness that had never been before, and her lips murmured, "Li Lang, why don't you pay attention to me, why?" She could no longer help, tears flashed in her beautiful eyes, and a string of crystal tears rolled quietly under her long eyelashes.

You are like the bright moon, I am like the fog, and the fog is hidden with the moon and leaves dew in the sky.

You are good at playing the piano and I am good at dancing, but the song ends with someone's heart is blocked.
Chapter completed!