After hugging for a while, Lu Huai realized that Qin Qi was still squatting on the ground, still staring at him. He was a little confused, "Why don't you get up?"
Qin Xi looked at him with a troubled expression, biting her lip and saying embarrassedly, "...My legs are numb."
"..."
"..."
Lu Huai handed the child to Lele, then squatted down to be at eye level with her, looking at her with amusement, "If I hadn't asked you, were you planning to keep squatting like this?"
Qin Qi shook her head honestly, "I plan to get up after this feeling has subsided."
"..."
Lu Huai felt he was truly helpless with the person in front of him. He glanced at her helplessly, then reached out and scooped her up in his arms, holding her tightly.
Qin Xi squinted her eyes contentedly.
Lu Huai helped her onto the horse, then sat behind her, holding her in his arms. He glanced at the sky and said to Shu Hua and Lele, "You two wait here for a moment. Zi Xiang will send a carriage to pick you up soon."
After saying this, without asking whether they agreed or not, he turned his horse around and headed back home.
Lu Sijing, who was forgotten: "..."
Perhaps this is what a real father is like.
Qin Qi wanted to take the child with her, but felt that riding a horse would be too bumpy. Mainly, for some reason, Lu Huai was riding extremely fast this time, as if he had something urgent to do.
So she suggested staying and waiting for the carriage to pick her up, but Lu Huai immediately rejected the idea. He said, "She's such a big child, what are you worried about? There are two other people with her."
Lu Sijing, who was less than half a month old: "..."
Lu Huai's hot breath sprayed on Qin Xi's neck, making her heart tighten.
They ran all the way to the Minister's residence. Lu Huai held her in his arms, his eyes sharp and fierce, and kicked open the sealed door.
Qin Xi's heart skipped a beat. Why did this person seem a little angry?
He carried her to the courtyard where they used to live, put her on the bed, quickly wrapped her in the blankets, and then kissed her without a second thought.
Qin Xi was forced to comply, but at the same time, she felt that something was wrong with the direction this was taking. Finally, when Lu Huai stopped to catch his breath, she secretly glanced at him.
"Lu Huai, what about us..." she said, forcing herself to speak under Lu Huai's deep gaze.
“You’re still within the month, so I won’t touch you.” He kissed her eyes. “But, Qin Xi, I miss you so much, so very much.”
Qin Xi, I miss you so much, I'm going crazy with longing.
Qin Xi was startled. She hugged Lu Huai's neck and kissed his forehead. "I know, I know everything."
They were forced to separate for a long time, and without any prior arrangement, they tacitly awaited their reunion.
The path to rebellion was not as smooth as it appeared to others. Many times, Lu Huai was eager to attack the city by force, but this would backfire, and he could not do that.
The governors of each city were not easy targets; only by using a combination of persuasion and coercion could they be persuaded to voluntarily relinquish their military power.
Qin Xi hadn't shown the slightest bit of sadness all this time. Shu Hua had been worried that she would grow thinner and thinner, but seeing her like this, she was relieved.
But only Qin Xi herself knew that on dozens of sleepless nights, she would stand by the window in her clothes, just like the nights before they separated, and then silently return to the bedside.
Seeing the sachet reminded her of him. She could only place the sachet by her pillow, forcing herself to fall asleep again and again, only to be startled awake from her dreams each time.
Fortunately, he waited, and she waited too.
He reached out his hand to her, and she gave herself to him. He led her through stormy seas, through turbulent times, and through countless years.
"With colorful sleeves, she diligently holds up the jade cup; in those days, she risked her flushed face in a drunken stupor. The dance is low, like the moon shining on the willow-lined pavilion; the song ends, like the breeze beneath the peach blossom fan."
Since we parted, I recall our meeting; how many times have my soul and dreams been with you? Tonight, I'll light the silver lamp again, still fearing our meeting is but a dream.
Despite the changing times and the transformation of the world, they remain the same people, the most perfect match for each other in my heart.
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