Chapter 105 The Hands of the Civil Officials

Jiang Weimian, who was standing aside, was very perceptive. He pulled the girl who was chattering and scolding him out the door and said, "You are getting married, but you still sneak into other people's yards every day. What kind of behavior is that?"

Jiang Weimian glared at the girl angrily. When they met on the street, she treated him as air. Even if he took the initiative to walk up to her, she wouldn't even glance at him.

She was quite good, going to the Prime Minister's residence every few days on her own initiative.

Murong Xue slapped his hand away and said cleverly, "I'm warning you, leave me alone!"

The two of them went out cursing, leaving only Shen Yuheng and Lu Qiaoxiao in the yard.

Shen Yuheng stood quietly under the pear tree, looking at the round and smooth face illuminated by the firelight. His eyes were as bright as the stars hanging high in the sky, and had the vitality and color of a deer in the forest.

He has been busy these days and has not been home for a long time. In winter, people always need to eat more and their bodies should be plump.

Shen Yuheng's throat rolled uncontrollably and his eyes dimmed. He walked forward, raised his hand to wipe away the snowflakes that fell on Lu Qiaoxiao's ear, and his hand slid down along her shoulder, pinched her waist, and then carried her horizontally and walked into the house.

Hearing that the door blocked out the whistling wind outside, Lu Qiaoxiao buried her face in the man's chest.

The fox fur on Da Mao's head was very soft, much softer than his rough big hands.

Lu Qiaoxiao thought about this and sank into the soft bed in an instant. The charcoal brazier in the room was crackling and illuminating the room with warmth.

She felt lighter and lighter, and could feel the tremors brought by the rough hands.

Seeing her frown, Shen Yuheng raised his hand to smooth her brows, "What's wrong? Huh? Why are you frowning?" His low and magnetic voice echoed in her ears.

Lu Qiaoxiao thought to himself, "How come your palms are getting rougher? Are they still the hands of a civil servant?"

Shen Yuheng stopped and stared at her in the dim candlelight.

When they first got married, he had the habit of extinguishing the candles and enjoying the feeling of the two of them bathing in the rain together in the dark. As time went by, he thought that he must see her clearly every time, see this side of her that belonged only to him - how affectionate and delicate she was.

"Qingzhi, don't you like it?" Shen Yuheng's heavy breathing sprayed on her earlobe, and his palm caressed her delicate shoulders.

Lu Qiaoxiao thought about it carefully for a while, "Not really, it's just that in my previous impression, I always felt that you were the bright moon in the hall, which everyone could admire from afar but could never reach. The hands of a civil official are used to holding a pen, so they are smooth and delicate."

"I just feel weird. Now the bright moon has turned into a steel knife. Well, it's really weird."

Shen Yuheng was amused by her cute and unconventional logic. He held her restless fist, lowered his head and sucked her lips, teasing and tickling her like plucking the strings of a guitar.

"Because I've discovered that practicality is what matters most."

"When spring comes, if you like, I'll go horseback riding with you on the plains and watch the moon over Tianchi Lake with you."

"Dancing with swords under the peach trees, playing with spears in the arena, whatever you want, you can do it—"

When he was moved, Lu Qiaoxiao opened his eyes and stared straight at the eyes in front of him that were like snow in the sky and the moon in the water.

She couldn't help but think of her fear and curiosity about him in her previous life, and the awkwardness and uneasiness she felt when she first got close to him in this life.

When Shen Yuheng saw those clear and moving eyes like a deer, his heart trembled and he raised his hand to cover those seductive eyes——

The palm wind extinguished the flickering candlelight, and the sound of falling snow was endless, sinking into the silent night.

The Lantern Festival comes as scheduled, the day before New Year's Eve.

Shen Yuheng was not at home because he was called by court ministers to discuss matters related to comforting the disaster victims in Jiangnan.

Lu Qiaoxiao put on a snow-white otter rabbit fur bang, combed her hair into two spiral buns, stepped on cloud-climbing shoes and was about to go out.

Murong Xue's sedan chair was already waiting at the door.

The two of them sat in the sedan chair and chatted all the way.

Murong Xue suddenly asked a question that caught Lu Qiaoxiao off guard.

"Qiao Qiao, you must have over 8,000 elite soldiers under your command now. If you can manage them well, wouldn't you normally have the upper hand in a fight with Prime Minister Shen?"

"I also want to learn martial arts, can you teach me?"

"If Jiang Weiman doesn't obey me, I'll beat him up!"

Lu Qiaoxiao was embarrassed and suddenly felt guilty. She was obviously a martial artist, but it seemed that she had never had the upper hand in a fight with Shen Yuheng.

But with a tough attitude, Lu Qiaoxiao smiled and said, "Of course I can teach you. I guarantee that you can train Master Jiang into obedience."

"That's great!" Murong Xue smiled.

Suddenly, a hesitant voice came from outside the curtain: "Ladies, there are too many people ahead, and the carriage can't pass!"

Lu Qiaoxiao lifted the curtain and took a look. It was crowded with people and it was really impossible to move.

"Let's go, we'll just walk over there." She took Murong Xue's hand and jumped out of the car.

The two of them walked and ate along the way, each holding a string of candied haws in their hands and eating them with relish.

"Linxianglou's freshly baked peach blossom cake! First come, first served!"

Amidst the noisy voices, one voice was particularly loud, as if it could pierce the sky.

Lu Qiaoxiao was still wondering why Lianxianglou's pastries, which were never sold at a stall, were being sold on the street today. Before she could figure out the whole thing, Murong Xue pulled her over and said, "Qiaoqiao, I want to eat, but I want to eat while walking."

Murong Xue blinked her round puppy eyes and spoke in a soft voice.

Lu Qiaoxiao was touched by her cute and coquettish behavior, so he took out some money and bought several pieces of cake and handed them to Murong Xue.

"Qiao Qiao, you eat too!" She picked out the first piece and put it to Lu Qiaoxiao's lips, looking at her expectantly.

Lu Qiaoxiao couldn't stand the girl's coquettishness and had no choice but to eat a few bites. As the commander, she was supposed to patrol the city. Although she wasn't wearing official clothes today, she habitually scanned her surroundings.

"There are so many people here today." Lu Qiaoxiao held Murong Xue's hand tightly and went to a place with fewer people.

"Qiao Qiao, let's go to the Liangsheng Bridge, there are fireworks." Murong Xue pointed to the crowded place where people were as densely packed as ants building a wall.

Lu Qiaoxiao held her forehead with her hand. She didn't want to be crowded, but in order to satisfy Murong Xue, she agreed and walked towards the direction of the crowd.

When the two of them reached the Liangsheng Bridge, fireworks had already begun to ignite in the sky. One after another, colorful flames exploded into the sky, and together with the north wind, they made a sharp sound to welcome joy.

Lu Qiaoxiao raised her little face, looked at the shooting star-like fire, closed her eyes, and made a wish.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a commotion: "Oh! Someone fainted! Someone fainted! Come and help!"

Lu Qiaoxiao frowned and looked in the direction of the sound. The moment she turned her head, she felt a chill on the back of her neck and her vision went from blurry to pitch black.