Chapter 113 Love, such a foolish thing...
Zhao Mingxin encountered a hurricane just as she was about to reach Kuaiji County. The merchant ship she was on was a small boat that could not withstand the waves at all, and it capsized not long after. She clung to a piece of the ship's plank and drifted at sea for a day and a night. Fortunately, she was lucky and finally landed.
After losing land one after another, Zhao Mingjin moved the capital to Jianye, the eastern capital, and used the temporary palace in Jianye as the imperial palace.
Fortunately, Zhao Mingxin still had the token that proved his identity. Although he was in a sorry state, he was able to enter the palace smoothly and meet his mother and brother.
The three embraced and wept bitterly. For a moment, the sky darkened, and they lost all sense of day and night.
After two years of wandering, Zhao Mingxin finally saw her relatives and felt at peace, like a weary bird returning to its nest. She thought her brother was still the same brother and her mother was still the same mother. Little did she know that with the high-rise building teetering on the brink of collapse, the country was no longer a nation, and the family was no longer a family. How could people's hearts remain the same?
After Gao Xi had his hair cut off, he was taken back to Bu Xian and imprisoned next to the King of Goguryeo.
Hair is an extremely important thing, especially for adults, and it can only be touched by parents and relatives.
On the first and fifteenth of each month, professional barbers would carry their barber's poles and go from house to house, trimming people's hair, styling it, or dyeing the hair of the elderly.
There's no need to go to extremes. If your hair has small split ends, you don't need to wait for a hairdresser to cut them. You can just cut them off yourself. There's no major taboo about it.
However, having one's head shaved on the battlefield was a humiliating punishment and a mark of a prisoner of war.
Wei Li spared Gao Xi and the others, for they will be useful in the future.
After settling the remaining people of Southern Goguryeo under the care of his men, Wei Li rode back to Buxian in the rain.
Zhizhi was still sleeping when Zhao Xiheng pushed her crib and asked with a hint of worry, "Have you found Gou Dan'er?"
Wei Li and Gou Dan'er were always fighting. He shamelessly pestered Zhao Xiheng to let Gou Dan'er take care of Xiao Tao. During the day, after Wei Li left, Gou Dan'er would sneak in and ask for a hug.
Since this summer, it has become a mature big cat. It started meowing loudly as autumn approached. It has been away from home for two months now. If it were still on the mountain, that would be fine, but I'm afraid it's down below, where there's a flood.
"It's becoming more and more like a wildcat, I wonder where it's hiding," Xiao Tao said. "When it comes back, we should find a castrator to castrate it, so it won't try to seduce any female cats."
"..." Zhao Xiheng remained silent for a while, considering the feasibility of this matter.
The door was pushed open and closed again, and the sound of the rain pouring down could be heard between the opening and closing of the door.
The footsteps were light and quick; it must be Wei Li returning.
Zhao Xiheng got up to look at him and saw that he was soaking wet. Water dripping from his clothes had formed a puddle at his feet, and two strands of hair on his forehead were hanging over his eyelids. He shook his head, and water droplets splashed everywhere.
He was carrying a big-bellied snow lion cat in his left hand and a fit black cat in his right.
The snow lion had a pair of clear, heterochromatic yellow-blue eyes, looking innocently at Zhao Xiheng.
"The floodwaters came, and they knew to bring their families and run back home." Wei Li casually tossed the two dogs on the ground. "I saw them at the gate of the mansion when I came back."
They shook their fur, and Gou Dan'er came and meowed around Zhao Xiheng's legs.
Zhao Xiheng pinched its face, looked at the snow lion, and said, "You always pick on pretty little cats to ruin, don't you?"
Dog Egg's innocent face.
Wei Li looked at the snow lion cat, then at Zhao Xiheng.
He knows that you should find a beautiful wife, so by extension, he thinks that what Gou Dan did wasn't unkind.
Zhao Xiheng had someone take the family out for a meal and grooming, then give them some deworming medicine, and observe them for two months, making sure they didn't get close to Zhizhi.
Wei Li quickly took a bath at the hot spring and came out.
"Why don't you soak a little longer? It'll help you get rid of the chill." Zhao Xiheng handed him a towel to dry his hair.
Wei Li casually draped the cloth over his head and showed her his hands, revealing that the skin on his hands was white from being soaked in the rain all the way.
Zhao Xiheng touched it, and her heart skipped a beat.
It was too cold, so the maids lit the fire on the kang (heated brick bed) and moved all the bedding onto it.
Wei Li lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed), closed his eyes, and sighed.
It's so annoying! He really doesn't want to go out and work at all. In this kind of weather, he should stay at home, sleep, and be with his wife. To hell with Goguryeo and Saurus.
He didn't want to dry his hair; he just wanted to sleep like this.
A cloth hung over Wei Li's eyelids, obscuring a large portion of the candlelight. His eyes were half-closed, and he saw only blurry images, trapped in a state of half-sleep and half-awake.
He rode at breakneck speed through the rain to Pyongyang, and then rushed back without sleep. He was as tough as iron, and didn't close his eyes for three or four days straight.
"Zhao Xiheng..." His voice was hoarse, and he opened his arms wide, meaning he wanted her to hug him.
"Dry your hair before you sleep." Zhao Xiheng ignored his request, pulled him up, and slapped his face like a dead pig. "Sleeping with wet hair will give you a headache."
Wei Li leaned against her, resting his head on her shoulder. He smelled the faint scent of gardenias mixed with milk on her neck and felt extremely at ease. So he put his arm around her waist and said, "It's okay, I've always slept like this."
He rubbed restlessly against her chest, and Zhao Xiheng, who was about to flick him on the head, couldn't help but soften upon hearing this.
That's true. This kid used to be disliked by everyone and even dogs, but he was tough and didn't care, so he went out of his way to ruin himself.
"In a little over a month, it will be Zhizhi's 100th day. They said there will be a ceremony for recognizing her uncle. I'll invite my brother over later," Wei Li said, hooking her little finger around his finger as he half-asleep.
He never forgets to take any opportunity to strike at Xie Qingyu. When Xie Qingyu turns one year old, he will invite Xie Qingyu to the ceremony so that his brother-in-law can see his family's harmony and his close relationship with A-Dan.
"See if you have time, brother. It's not convenient to travel from Yongzhou to Pingzhou."
Zhao Xiheng gripped the cloth, talking as she turned the dog's head away, then dried his hair, and had someone move the brazier closer to dry his hair.
His hair was thick, dense, black, and coarse. She pinched the ends of his hair and examined it closely, feeling a pang of jealousy.
They haven't been cared for at all, yet not a single one has split! This is simply unbelievable!
She glanced at him discreetly; good, he probably didn't notice.
Zhao Xiheng pinched the end of his hair, picked out a strand, and manually tore off the forked end.
One, two, three, four...
satisfy!
Zhao Xiheng wiped his hair!
Zhao Xiheng dried his hair!
Wei Li was filled with excitement, and his sleepiness dissipated somewhat.
He didn't dare to move, afraid of disturbing this warm and harmonious scene. He obediently rested his chin on her shoulder, a satisfied and serene smile on his lips, and called out to her, "A-Dan."
Zhao Xiheng had just done something wrong, and was suddenly called out by him, causing her body to tremble abruptly. "What's wrong?"
"Will you dry my hair for me from now on?"
Zhao Xiheng is willing to wipe his hair and care about him. Does that mean she likes him?
Wei Li unconsciously tugged at the mattress with her fingers, and a blush crept onto her face.
I like him, I like him.
"Okay, okay." Zhao Xiheng was feeling guilty, so she subconsciously agreed to whatever Wei Li said, only to realize later that it was inappropriate.
What hair should I dry?
She doesn't even want to dry her own hair; it's so thick and long that her hands get sore after just one drying session. And with Wei Li involved, she's just asking for trouble.
Wei Li felt as if fireworks had exploded in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes, which were bright and clear. He then kissed her cheek, one kiss after another, and then kissed the corner of her mouth. Finally, he lingered on her lips, rubbing them until they were both red. He was devout and earnest. Then he sighed softly in her ear, "A-Dan, it's so good."
Zhao Xiheng's lips turned red, as did her face and ears, and she breathed softly.
She could sense that this kiss was completely devoid of any ulterior motives; it was a clean and pure way of expressing affection. Wei Li liked her and was happy to express it through a kiss.
Just like when Gou Dan'er tilted his face up to kiss her, they were both saying, "I like you, and I'm very happy."
Zhao Xiheng couldn't bear to go back on the promise she had just casually made.
It's just drying your hair, whether you dry one or two, it's still drying!
A short while later, Wei Li fell asleep with his arms around her waist.
Zhao Xiheng breathed a sigh of relief and planned to lay him down so she could sleep with him.
etc!
She quickly ruffled Wei Li's almost completely dry hair.
Where are those four strands of hair that were torn apart earlier? We need to cut them off.
Even if Wei Li and his wife hadn't invited him, Xie Qingyu wouldn't have missed such an important day for his child.
He felt guilty and resentful for not fulfilling his responsibilities to Zhao Xiheng, which caused them to miss each other. But what's done is done, and he could only look forward. If he could take care of them as her family, that would be good too.
Before leaving, Madam Xie summoned Xie Qingyu to her bedside, held his hand, and asked, "The daughter of Princess He Zhao, Miss Qi Yan..."
“Mother!” Xie Qingyu interrupted her, which was rare for her.
"Let me finish," Madam Xie patted his hand. "She has been staying with us for a few months now. You know her situation; she can't go home. I like her very much because she is hardworking, thrifty, and intelligent. She also likes you very much."
Madam Xie continued, "If you agree, I will act as matchmaker for her and finalize this marriage."
“Mother, I have a knot in my heart, and I can’t hold her back.” Xie Qingyu lowered her head slightly.
"She's of marriageable age, beautiful and good at managing a household. If you don't betroth her, I'll take her in as my daughter and marry her off in style. There will be plenty of men vying to marry her. Besides, how do you know she doesn't want to be held back by you? Go ask her, or you'll regret it later."
Xie Qingyu left the house in a daze, just as Qi Yan was bringing over the medicine.
The young woman was beautiful and gentle. Seeing the sparkle in his eyes, filled with affection and adoration, Xie Qingyu was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, as if in a daze, he asked her, "Do you want to marry me?"
Qi Yan's cheeks flushed red, and her eyes shone even brighter. She stammered as she was about to speak when Xie Qingyu suddenly realized what was happening and ran away as if fleeing.
He did this...
not good.
Qi Yan's voice followed him from behind, bold yet shy, "I'm willing."
She watched Xie Qingyu's retreating figure, a slight smile curving her lips, her once affectionate eyes now filled with cold indifference.
Why can't you talk about love at such a young age?
Love only makes people foolish.
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