By the time Li Xingchen returned to his mansion, the sky was already turning white, and even smoke began to rise from both sides of the street.
However, Li Xingchen didn't have to worry about who would disturb him in broad daylight, because all the officials in the city were basically ordered around by him, and it was impossible for him to have leisure time to disturb Li Xingchen in turn.
Li Xingchen did not stop in the front hall and walked directly to the backyard. He was tired from running around all night and even asked him to kill someone himself. It was the time when his spirit was tense. But now that his spirit was relaxed, he started to yawn.
For days.
There are not many things left that require Li Xingchen's concern and constant inquiry. If he can't do even this little thing well, Dai Cai, Xiao Shilian and others can just pack up and get out. Li Xingchen is the commander-in-chief, not an errand boy.
, it is impossible for him to do everything by himself.
In late autumn, a cold wind blows, and the ginkgo leaves on one side of the courtyard are fluttering and falling, and the ground in front of the courtyard is covered with a golden color.
Li Xingchen reached out and pushed open the bedroom door, and was startled for a moment.
On the table by the window, the candles had been burned out, and a pretty figure was lying on the table, probably asleep.
Li Xingchen almost subconsciously took a look at the layout of the room to make sure that he had not gone to the wrong place, and then turned back to look at the two maids who were rushing over. This is the backyard of the Governor's Mansion. Although it is not big, there are also bedrooms.
Four or five rooms, Xiao Xiang and Li Xingchen's rooms are adjacent to each other, but now this girl is clearly asleep on the table in her own room.
"I would like to inform you, sir, that after my wife came back last night, she insisted on waiting for your husband to come back and asked me to wait and rest." One of the maids bowed her head and said respectfully.
According to the titles of this era, the older male owner of the family should be called "Alang", while the younger male owner should be called "Langjun". Therefore, although Li Xingchen felt that this title was strange, he did not correct it.
After all, he is the one who has to work hard to adapt to this era, rather than tampering with everything beyond recognition.
These two maids were newly bought by Li Xingchen from poor families after he arrived in Ba County. He and Xiao Xiang originally lived here, so they didn't need many servants. With Li Ping's bodyguards, the manpower was enough.
But obviously these two maids are not very good at serving people.
Li Xingchen snorted: "You prepare hot soup, I want to take a bath."
"Yes!" The two maids realized that they had made a mistake and agreed hurriedly.
Li Xingchen walked straight into the house, reached out and closed the half-open window, then took off his coat and put it on Xiao Xiang's shoulders.
Feeling the movement around him, Xiao Xiang opened his eyes in a daze and saw clearly who was next to him: "Husband?"
"Silly girl," Li Xingchen stretched out his hand and tapped her forehead, "if you lie down here and fall asleep, you are not afraid of catching a cold!"
"Concubine, I was originally waiting for my husband to come back, but I fell asleep first." Xiao Xiang said a little guiltily, raised his head slightly, and met Li Xingchen's gaze with his clear eyes.
Li Xingchen didn't wait for Xiao Xiang to wake up completely, squatted down and hooked Xiao Xiang's legs, and hugged her horizontally: "Okay, have you showered?"
Li Xinchen suddenly hugged her, making Xiao Xiang's pretty face turn red. While hugging Li Xinchen, he hummed in a voice as thin as a gnat.
Li Xingchen had already put her on the bed and reached out to pull the quilt over: "Okay, I'll go take a bath by myself. You can go to sleep first. It's still early now, so sleep more."
Xiao Xiang nodded, but before Li Xingchen turned around and left, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Li Xingchen's sleeve, saying in a low and inaudible voice: "Husband, will you come back?"
Li Xingchen was stunned for a moment and said solemnly: "Of course."
After hearing Li Xinchen's accurate answer, Xiao Xiang just closed her eyes with relief, as if only Li Xinchen's promise could make her sleep peacefully.
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A ray of sunshine filtered in through the window screen, and Li Xingchen suddenly opened his eyes. After all, he still had thoughts in his heart, so he didn't sleep deeply. In addition, running around the battlefield for such a long time has made him develop the habit of getting up as soon as he opens his eyes.
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But when Li Xingchen wanted to raise his arm, he realized that there was someone else beside him.
Xiao Xiang rested on his arm, and had obviously been awakened by Li Xinchen's actions. He opened his eyes and looked at him, and the emotion contained in his pair of water-cut autumn eyes pierced Li Xinchen's heart.
Li Xingchen touched his nose. It was obvious that he was not used to having an extra person on his pillow. Xiao Xiang sat up and asked, "Husband, do you want to get up?"
"Have you slept enough?" Li Xingchen said with a smile. Li Ping didn't come to him, which meant that nothing major happened, and Li Xingchen suddenly felt at ease.
Since entering Shu, he has either been dealing with a bunch of murderers in the military camp, or scheming with the children of aristocratic families in the meeting hall. Now that he suddenly fell into the gentle countryside, Li Xingchen certainly didn't want to get up like this.
Seeing that Xiao Xiang was embarrassed to say it, Li Xingchen stretched out his hand and pulled her back into his arms: "Let's lie down for a while."
"It's...it's getting late." Xiao Xiang said shyly.
"Why, are you still afraid of being laughed at?" Li Xingchen scratched the girl's nose, and the touch was really smooth, "This Bajun City is one-third of an acre, and whoever laughs at you is laughing at someone, and someone will definitely give him a hard time."
Xiao Xiang felt warm in her heart. While gathering her hair that was scattered on Li Xingchen's chest, she shrank her legs. Soon she felt that she was pressing against something protruding. She frowned and subconsciously reached out to touch it: "
What's this······"
"Hiss!" Li Xingchen immediately took a breath of cold air, "Girl, what are you doing? Is that a place where you can grab hard?!"
And Xiao Xiang also realized what he was grabbing, his pretty face became hot, he retracted his hand like lightning, and changed the subject in a panic: "Sister Lian'er didn't come back last night."
Mentioning this sister who probably no longer has him in his heart, Li Xingchen could only snort in dissatisfaction: "I am with Xiao Boqing, so I can't lose her. And judging from Xiao Boqing's expression yesterday, it was clear that he wanted to let someone go before getting married.
Seeing my nephew’s rhythm.”
Although Li Xingchen didn't say it clearly, Xiao Xiang also knew what happened between Li Lian'er and Xiao Shilian. In addition, the hot thing he accidentally caught just now was rubbing against his legs from time to time, which made his mind even more erratic: "Then
I am already my husband’s…”
Raising his eyebrows, Li Xingchen couldn't understand what Xiao Xiang meant. He couldn't help but smile and poke her forehead: "How old are you? What are you thinking about in your little head?"
Xiao Xiang was told what was on his mind by Li Xinchen, and he did not dare to look directly at Li Xinchen. He reached out and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and said angrily: "I am already fifteen, I am obviously not young!"
Li Xingchen was startled for a moment, and then he understood. The ancients' method of calculating age was fundamentally different from that of later generations. The ancients calculated age in fictitious terms. To explain it in a more vulgar way, it was based on the time it came out of the father's body, not the time it came out of the mother's belly.
The gestational age is calculated based on the time when the baby is born in ten months. Therefore, the imaginary age is one year older than the so-called first birthday in later generations.
In addition, Xiao Xiang's birthday has already passed, so it stands to reason that she still has to be one year older, so she said that there is no problem at all when she is fifteen.
Because the life span of ancient people was very short, especially in these troubled times, the life span of many people generally stopped at thirty or forty years old. Otherwise, there would be no such emotion as "it is rare to be over seventy years old", so the corresponding ancient people's marriage
The time will also be relatively early, and girls will start talking about marriage when they are fifteen years old.
For example, in history, the age when Empress Changsun married Li Shimin was thirteen years old. According to the imaginary age, fifteen years old was just right.
Li Xingchen subconsciously looked down and saw Xiao Xiang lying on his chest, wearing only close-fitting underwear. Li Xingchen could already see the snow-white and moist skin, and of course the ravine that attracted attention, even though it was not big.
Xiao Xiang also noticed Li Xingchen's gaze and quickly wrapped himself up tightly.
"Girl, you want to freeze me to death?" Li Xingchen couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at Xiao Xiang who wanted to wrap the quilt all over himself.
Xiao Xiang looked at Li Xingchen aggrievedly. Li Xingchen stretched out his hand and pulled off the quilt: "Okay, we can consider this issue when you reach the age of 28. Don't even think about it before that, otherwise if you have a child, what will happen?"
If not, it means one body and two lives."
Apparently he was also frightened by Li Xingchen. Xiao Xiang shrank back, but still retorted: "My husband always talks nonsense."
Li Xingchen said seriously: "Why is this such nonsense?"
But he didn't explain it in the end. After all, it was impossible for him to really give Xiao Xiang a menstrual hygiene lesson. It was impossible to say that Li Xingchen was not moved by such a beautiful woman who has left a name in history. She politely proposed for love in his arms.
Yes, at least now his little brother has his head raised and is ready to shoot at any time.
But Li Xingchen didn't dare to really do it. At Xiao Xiang's age, she would be a little lolita in future generations. Li Xingchen didn't have the consciousness to even let little girls go. More importantly, Li Xingchen also knew that Xiao Xiang was still growing taller now.
When she is young, the love between a man and a woman is likely to affect her development.
This was his wife, not a slave, so Li Xingchen couldn't bear to hurt her.
"Come here." Li Xingchen smiled and stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Xiang's arm. He didn't do anything else. It doesn't mean that he can't be gentle and teasing.
Xiao Xiang obediently retracted into Li Xingchen's arms, and Li Xingchen said funnyly: "Girl, are you worried that your status will not be safeguarded if you are so proactive?"
"What do you mean, husband?" Xiao Xiang looked at Li Xingchen in shock, then understood and shook his head repeatedly, "Don't get me wrong, I don't..."
Li Xingchen looked at Xiao Xiang's aggrieved expression and couldn't bear it. He rubbed her head and said, "Okay, I'm teasing you. Besides, you are the only one in the whole back house now. If you want to win favor, no one will compete with you.
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Xiao Xiang snorted softly. This sentence is true. At least Li Xinchen is not a playboy. From the Battle of Jiangling to the present victory over Bashu, Li Xinchen can be said to be rising at a speed that everyone envies, but from the beginning to the end, he
He has only one wife and concubine.
If it were anyone else, I'm afraid it would have been inevitable to lean on the green and hug the red.
"Okay, it's really getting late, let's get up." Li Xingchen sat up.
"I am waiting for you to change your clothes." Xiao Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, reaching for her coat and putting it on before getting out of bed.
Looking at Xiao Xiang who was bending to tie his belt, Li Xingchen had a strange expression on his face.
This woman who had gone through troubled times in history as Empress Xiao was serving him obediently. At that moment, Li Xingchen didn't know whether she should lament the fate of fate, or whether she should sincerely be grateful for what she had achieved now.
proud of the achievements.
"Husband, what are you laughing at?" Xiao Xiang reached out and pushed a stray strand of hair behind his ear. When he looked up, he happened to see the smile at the corner of Li Xinchen's mouth.
"With your Majesty like this, what else can I ask for?" Li Xingchen smiled.
Xiao Xiang's hand movements paused slightly, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "My husband knows how to compliment me."
Li Xingchen pushed Xiao Xiang to sit on the chair, stretched out his hand to pull over the bronze mirror: "You wait for so-and-so to change clothes, and that so-and-so waits for Xiang'er to dress up."
"Husband, can you?" Xiao Xiang asked in surprise.
"How will you know if you don't try?" Li Xingchen said seriously.
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Jiankang Mansion, Nanchen Palace.
Chen Shubao stood under the corridor in front of a palace on the east side of the palace, with a worried look on his face. The autumn wind blew his sleeves, and a few leaves swirled in the wind.
"Brother Imperial?" Princess Lechang walked over slowly, "Why are you standing here?"
This is where the underage princes and unmarried princesses of the royal family live. It is located between the harem and the East Palace. Because the dragons and grandsons live here, it is also called the "Little East Palace". However, the people in the East Palace are not very fond of it.
I don't like this title very much, and there is nothing here that Prince Chen Shubao likes, so it is generally impossible for Chen Shubao to come here.
"Imperial sister, you came just in time!" Chen Shubao seemed to have seen his life-saving straw and hurriedly rushed to meet him, "I just came back from my father's imperial study and sent up Li Shizhong's battle report and memorial...
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Because the war in Jingzhou should not resume in the short term, Chen Shubao and Lechang can return to Jiankang Mansion safely. Of course, in addition to reporting the situation in Jingzhou to Chen Xu, Chen Shubao also has an important task, which is to transfer Li Xingchen's
Memorials and battle reports.
Of course, this memorial was accompanied by memorials from many officials in the East Palace.
Just by looking at Chen Shubao's expression, Lechang knew what was going on. He turned around and said to the little girl following him: "Ning Yuan, you go back by yourself first. I have a few words to say to the emperor."
The person following her was Princess Ningyuan. Although Ningyuan was curious, seeing Lechang's serious expression, she didn't dare to make a mistake and hurriedly nodded and left. At this time, Chen Shubao noticed that Lechang was also followed by Ningyuan, and reluctantly rushed to his sister.
Force out a smile.
Watching Princess Ningyuan walk away followed by several maids, Lechang asked: "Father is angry?"
Chen Shubao shook his head: "Although my father is not angry, he looks very angry."