The swaying snow is like the flowing wind. I am afraid that only Cao Zijian's "Ode to the Goddess of Luo" can describe the scene in front of me. Although the dancing sleeves are not water sleeves, the wind and snow are stirred by these sleeves, as if the flying snow is extending out.
sleeves, and the river behind him is an endless stage. Between heaven and earth, there is only this petite figure dancing gracefully.
At this moment, I don’t know whether I should say that her beauty and grace belong to this world, or whether the whole world is her foil.
After the dance, Xiao Xiang held an umbrella and jumped over on tiptoes. At this time, she seemed to be what a girl of this age should look like, and she was absolutely beautiful and even stunning.
There was a blush on her face. It was hard to tell whether it was the coldness from the wind or the excitement after performing this dance.
Li Xingchen reached out to help her remove the sleeves and remove the snow on her shoulders, and carefully took out a handkerchief to wipe the ends of her hair and between her eyebrows.
"No need to go to such trouble," Xiao Xiang said with a smile, "I'm already wet anyway, so I might as well go back and take a shower."
Li Xingchen snorted, stretched out his hand to put on Xiao Xiang's hood, took off his robe and wrapped her tightly, and whispered: "Don't do this again."
"Don't you like it, Your Majesty?" Xiao Xiang suddenly said with a bitter face.
"That won't let you catch the cold." He stretched out his hand and scratched Xiao Xiang's nose. Feeling the coldness on his fingers, Li Xingchen hurriedly reached out and touched her face, which was also blown cold by the wind.
Before Xiao Xiang could speak, Li Xingchen had already hooked her legs and picked her up. Xiao Xiang exclaimed, but soon she leaned obediently in Li Xingchen's arms.
Li Ping had already driven the carriage over with his eyes. Two maids rushed over anxiously to help, but they were stopped by Li Xingchen.
Putting Xiao Xiang on the cushions of the carriage, Li Xingchen reached out and pulled out her hairpin and hairpin, causing her hair to fall down. Li Xingchen took the towel handed by the maid and wiped the tips of her hair bit by bit.
Of course, the snow on my head turned into water at this time, flowing down my hair and soaking my clothes.
"Husband, you are so kind." Xiao Xiang murmured and hugged Li Xingchen.
And Li Xingchen put on a new coat for her: "Wrap it tighter."
Xiao Xiang did not listen to him, but rushed straight towards Li Xingchen. The two of them rolled directly onto the cushions. Xiao Xiang then laughed softly: "No matter how warm your clothes are, they are not as warm as your husband's chest. My body
I like it better here.”
"Then hold me tight."
"Is this how your husband cuddles with Zhang Lihua?" Xiao Xiang said jokingly at this time.
Li Xingchen rolled his eyes immediately. He could feel the strong smell of jealousy. However, Li Xingchen did not dare to admit what he had done.
A living beauty like Zhang Lihua stands beside Li Xingchen every day. If Li Xingchen can still bear it, she will really be the contemporary Liu Xiahui. The last time they were together in Jiankang Mansion, they almost became
It was a good thing, but it was broken, so it was a bit embarrassing after that, and it was quiet for a long time.
However, Li Xingchen was busy driving around these days and had no time to look for Xiao Xiang. He usually slept in his study room. The only one who accompanied him was Zhang Lihua, who was sorting out documents, so the two of them once again made some mistakes.
Things will fall into place naturally.
Of course, in name, Zhang Lihua is still Li Xinchen's female official, the newly-confessed Hou Dehou, and the wife of the official uncle Chen Shubao, but this is only in name. Of course, Li Xinchen does not want to give back the woman he has enjoyed.
It was meant to be given to Chen Shubao, but Li Xingchen had no intention of giving her a title before Zhang Lihua had her own child.
This woman is too smart and charming, so it's better to be careful, and Li Xingchen actually enjoys this feeling that is almost like an affair between the boss and his secretary, and it can be regarded as satisfying some wishes that have not become reality in the previous life.
Kissing Xiao Xiang's forehead gently, Li Xingchen said with a smile: "In my heart, she can't be compared with you at all. My love will always belong to you."
"How many of us are there?" Xiao Xiang was keenly aware of some problems and asked with a smile, "Who are they? Concubine, sister Le'er, sister Fan'er, are there any others?"
Li Xingchen looked at her with a half-smile, but Xiao Xiang snorted: "It's best not to let sister Leer know about your little thoughts, otherwise she will definitely not let you go."
"I am the emperor and also her husband. Do you, sister Le'er, still dare to rebel when the time comes?" Li Xingchen suddenly puffed up his chest and said dissatisfied.
"Then who knows." Xiao Xiang curled her lips. Of course she knew her husband, and he would definitely not look so majestic in front of Sister Le'er by then.
"You're not convinced, it seems it's time to revive your husband's relationship!" Li Xingchen said with a low smile, and his hand had already slipped along Xiao Xiang's skirt.
Xiao Xiang was speechless at this time. He just hugged Li Xingchen and closed his eyes: "Husband, am I a little selfish and jealous?"
Li Xingchen kissed her and said with a smile: "If you weren't like this, I would have to weigh it carefully!"
At least showing jealousy shows that this girl loves him deeply.
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The snow in Saibei has been getting heavier and heavier.
In the vast wind and snow, it was not clear what was even dozens of feet away in front of me. In the howling wind, it was difficult for people to ride forward on horseback, so the news exchanges between the scouts also became difficult.
slow.
But the people in the city did not dare to take it lightly. After all, in this wind and snow, the Turks' ability to adapt was better than that of the Han and Zhou people. Therefore, the snow became heavier and heavier, which seemed to delay the Turks' attack, but
It's not a bad thing for the defenders.
"This heavy snowfall, if the fields outside are not barren, then next year should be a good year." Yu Yi sighed while rubbing his hands. Looking at the vast snowfield, it means yellow crops.
But Cao Zhong next to him was not in such a good mood. Compared with Yu Yi, who had experienced hundreds of battles, he still lacked experience in battles. Naturally, he could not be as calm as Yu Yi, which almost made all vision lost.
The situation has obviously worried Cao Zhong.
The information brought back by Yu Xi, who just came back yesterday, is enough to arouse alarm. If the Turkic Yehu urges a large tribe that integrates Yehu and Tutun, and even more Turkic tribes to come all the way, suddenly appear in
In the wind and snow, it was indeed enough to catch the defenders off guard.
Especially once these tribes go south along the narrow river canyon, it means that they can bypass many passes and valleys and reach directly to Lingwu City. (To be continued)