That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.
Gu Qing stood by the window, taking in the entire courtyard of the Chen family's old house.
The third wife, Chen Tang, was angry with Bai and returned to the capital with her maid without even saying goodbye.
Mrs. Bai was feeling depressed and weak, so she lay in her room all day. She had just finished dinner and the candle in her room was extinguished.
It seems that the third room will not cause any more trouble in the short term.
Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes, reflecting the moonlight, became clearer.
The moonlight gradually sank in the west. She sat by the window until Chen Zhizhou emerged from the main house in the east. Only then did she come to her senses and her gaze gradually shifted to the front.
Chen Zhizhou pushed the door open and saw that she looked quite worried. He asked Cuiping to make a pot of hot wine and strode to sit opposite her.
He asked worriedly, "Madam, why are you so worried? Are you feeling unwell due to the unfamiliar climate?"
Gu Qing shook his head and did not respond to him. He hesitated for a long time until Cuiping placed the hot wine on the table in front of them and respectfully withdrew.
She frowned and said, "I had a dream yesterday."
According to the memory of the previous life, it would rain heavily in two days. The people did not predict the water line in time, so the heavy rain broke the dike, flooded the fertile fields, and washed away the houses of people living in low-lying areas.
Countless people were killed and injured, and the people were grieving.
Chen Zhizhou also injured his leg in the disaster and was missing for several days before he was found.
Gu Qing didn't dare to think about it, nor did he want him to make the same mistake again.
But how should she tell Chen Zhizhou about this so that he can make preparations as soon as possible to evacuate the people and build temporary shelters?
As Chen Zhizhou listened to her, he filled the wine glasses in front of the two men with wine. The aroma of wine filled the air, reducing the heaviness in the room a little.
"What dream troubles my lady?"
Chen Zhizhou was a man of keen observation. Even though Gu Qing tried to remain calm, he could still see some clues.
Gu Qing was surprised at his meticulous observation. The sake reflected her beautiful jaw and neck.
She picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The aroma of the wine suppressed the troubles in her heart: "I dreamed of Taizu."
After these words were spoken, Chen Zhizhou paused in pouring the wine.
He never believed in ghosts and gods, so he felt that Gu Qing's words were a little absurd.
"It seems that Taizu also likes Madam very much. He has never appeared in my dreams." Chen Zhizhou's joke made Gu Qing laugh.
As the alcohol took over her, she relaxed a little, lying sideways with her hand supporting her chin, her posture graceful and elegant.
Chen Zhizhou narrowed his eyes slightly, his throat rolled, and his aura was restrained, as if he was deliberately suppressing something.
He never had much interest in women, but after tasting Gu Qing, he couldn't help himself. Her every move, every frown and smile were like a fragrance that made him hot.
Gu Qing didn't notice his change, but suddenly said seriously: "Taizu told me in a dream that Qingming Festival is approaching, with heavy rain, floods breaking the dikes, and fertile fields destroyed, causing widespread grief."
This is not a good prophecy, nor is it what Chen Zhizhou wants to hear.
He looked at the bright moon outside the window. The air was still a little stuffy. How could it rain?
The Ministry of Works recently repaired the dikes and bridges in the Huai River area, so there will be no more dike collapses and overturned farmland.
Thinking that Gu Qing hadn't been sleeping well recently and often had nightmares, Chen Zhizhou thought she was too nervous and comforted her, "No, it's just a dream, don't worry, ma'am."
As he spoke, he poured another glass of wine for Gu Qing.
At this moment, Gu Qing remembered that they seemed to have broken the rules, and said with some panic: "You and I broke the rules. We shouldn't drink today."
Chen Zhizhou chuckled lightly, his face indifferent: "Don't worry, Madam, no one knows. Besides, even if they do know, what will happen?"
"If my ancestors blame me, let them come into my dreams and blame me. As long as my wife drinks the wine and feels comfortable both physically and mentally, that's all that's fine."
Hearing this, Gu Qing felt guilty and warm in his heart.
Not wanting to offend Chen Zhizhou, he muttered to himself, "Don't blame me, don't blame me," and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, let it be."
"But I always feel that it is not a coincidence that Taizu came to me in a dream. How about we go to see Taizu first tomorrow, and then go to the waterline to take a look?" Gu Qing held Chen Zhizhou's wrists with both hands, with tenderness and coquettishness in her blurred eyes.
Chen Zhizhou's heart melted, how could he refuse? He immediately stood up and carried the person horizontally: "Madam, you can do whatever you want."
"Rest well tonight and go early tomorrow morning."
Gu Qing was overjoyed. In this way, as long as Chen Zhizhou could accurately predict the waterline, there would still be time to reduce the losses of the people.
As for what she had to do, it was to keep a close eye on the second house and find clues during the chaos.
Chen Zhizhou gently placed her on the bed and reached out to untie her clothes.
Gu Qingsi thought that she had already broken the rules, so how could she go any further? However, the alcohol took over her and her body started to react.
The ambiguity and affection in her eyes aroused Chen Zhizhou's desire. He said in a charming and seductive voice, "Madam, what's wrong?"
The hot breath gently sprinkled on Gu Qing's snow-white and slender neck.
Half of her body turned red in an instant, making her even more pitiful.
"Madam is so alluring, your husband really can't help himself."
Gu Qing still had a trace of rationality. He pulled back the quilt to cover himself and turned his back to Chen Zhizhou: "There are still three or four days left. Even if you can't bear it, you have to endure it."
Chen Zhizhou chuckled, took off his shoes and socks, and got on the bed. He half-knelt behind her, leaned over to Gu Qing's ear, and ruffled her fragrant hair, saying, "I see that Madam seems to be suffering too. I think the Emperor, seeing how loving we are, will not blame us in his spirit in heaven."
Why does this person have so many crooked ideas?
Gu Qing pretended not to hear. The alcohol slowly dissipated and his mind became clearer, but his body and eyelids felt heavy.
She mumbled twice: "No..."
Before he could finish, Gu Qing felt lost.
Chen Zhizhou's smile became more intense. He gently changed her clothes, kissed her on the forehead, and held her in his arms to sleep.
The person next to him was breathing softly, but Chen Zhizhou's expression was slightly serious.
Did Taizu really send a dream to Gu Qing?
For some reason, a sense of worry lingered in his heart.
Outside the window, thick black clouds gradually covered the bright moon, the sky became gloomy, the light in the house disappeared in an instant, and darkness enveloped the world.
The people were sleeping soundly, only the Huai River was rushing in the darkness, as if it had accumulated a force that was about to overturn the sky.
The next day, Gu Qing woke up early. Without Chen Zhizhou tossing and turning at night, he felt refreshed.
The man beside her was awakened by her movements and held her tightly in his arms: "Why are you awake so early? Sleep a little longer."
Gu Qing was unable to muster any strength, his face buried in his solid chest, his heart filled with determination.
Why didn’t I like sleeping in his arms so much in my previous life?
It seemed that he was too comfortable, so Gu Qing closed his eyes and took a nap for a while. After about half an hour, the two of them called the maid in to wash up.
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