Since they are husband and wife, they should have a normal married life, right?
This is normal. You can't have a sexless marriage. Nowadays, if you encounter a situation where you can't do that, women should pack up and get a divorce.
This is a reasonable thing to do, don't be awkward.
Shao Qing stared at the storybook of talented men and beautiful women that she hadn't turned the page of for a long time and sighed for the nth time. In fact, she had already figured out the logic very clearly, but she still felt a little scared.
The main reason was that the only experience was not a good one. It was true that Wei Jing loved her very much and was very gentle, but she was just very uncomfortable. The long and time-consuming tug-of-war was too tiring, and her scalp numbed when she recalled it.
Oh, never mind, the bow and bridge will naturally be straight.
Shao Qing threw down the storybook, sharpened his pen, thought for a while, and began to write.
Before leaving mourning period, there is one more important thing to do, which is the ceremony of removing mourning clothes.
She and Wei Jing cannot show their mourning period to others now, and naturally they cannot do the mourning ceremony openly. Fortunately, there was Qing Zhai Wei, who secretly purchased sacrificial items and carried out the ceremony privately.
Originally, she was a very qualified lady from a high-class family. She was very familiar with the operating procedures for all kinds of weddings and funerals. Now it was definitely not possible to do it according to the original specifications. Shao Qing could only make deletions and subtractions based on the actual situation and recall the past.
She was very serious. After all, this was a big matter for Wei Jing's mother, and there couldn't be any mistakes.
After adding and subtracting, when it was almost time, there was a knock on the door, "Madam."
It’s Kou Yue.
Shao Qing immediately put away the stack of written papers on the table, and casually wrote a few words on the blank flowery paper while responding, "Yue Niang? Come in quickly."
Kou Yue came to deliver medicinal food.
These days, she has been preparing Shao Qing's medicinal meals. She no longer runs the clothing shop, but instead helps Yan Ming and plans to learn to be a female doctor.
Kou Yue has lost a lot of weight.
After the poisonous salt case, Kou Xuan led her to ask for forgiveness. Before that, he had to harden his heart and teach his sister a lesson. The matter was no longer hidden from her. Except for a few things that could not be told, all the causes and consequences were analyzed carefully.
This is not Hexiang, and his sister can no longer continue to live the same as before. Protecting her and hiding her would only harm her.
Growing up is painful. The panic and self-blame of almost harming thousands of people far exceeds the pain of seeing Yuan Hong's true face.
She was in a daze, and even after hearing that Yuan Hong had been executed, she did not ask any more questions.
Wei Jing was still using Kou Xuan, and the matter had been under the surveillance of the Qing Zhai Guards, so after scolding him, he was given a slight punishment and then let off. But he stressed that it must not happen again in the future, otherwise...
Otherwise he didn't say anything, but it speaks for itself.
After going through all this, Kou Yue felt guilty and blamed himself, becoming a frightened bird. She was always afraid that she was stupid enough to go out alone and get cheated, so she didn't dare go out, let alone go to any clothing store. She just stayed at home silently to help Wang Mi take care of the children and do the housework, and she was visibly losing weight.
Finally, it was Yan Ming who suggested that she come to help him. He thought it was okay, because people would get sick if they kept holding back.
Shao Qing took the bowl and swallowed it in one breath. The familiar spicy and bitter taste rushed straight into her throat, and her stomach churned. She closed her eyes and frowned to endure it. Kou Yue hurriedly brought the candied fruit over: "Madam, please have some candied fruit."
She said worriedly, “I followed the steps Dr. Yan told me to make it.” She was very careful and serious, but the taste was not something she could control.
"It's okay, it always tastes like this."
Kou Yue's pair of clear and bright eyes lost their luster, and Shao Qing had no choice. Kou Xuan and others had already analyzed enough of her illness, so she didn't say anything else, but only told her to be more cautious in the future, but not to throw the baby out with the bathwater.
"How about I ask Doctor Yan if he can adjust the recipe to make it taste better?"
Thinking about Yan Ming's bad temper, Shao Qing felt a little annoyed: "Forget it, I'll just drink for another month or so."
"Doctor Yan has a bad temper, but he's a very nice person. I'll ask him."
Kou Yue insisted, so Shao Qing had to let her go: "Yue Niang, is studying medicine boring?"
"Not boring."
Speaking of this, the girl, who had been silent for a long time, finally became more lively. She sighed with emotion: "There are many kinds of herbs, and they need to be processed before they can be used as medicine."
"Dr. Yan knows a lot, he's amazing."
She was so impressed that she felt a little discouraged after she finished speaking: "I'm stupid. I can only remember a few things a day."
Shao Qing comforted him: "It's okay, take your time, aren't you cooking the medicinal food very well?"
"Um!"
Kou Yue smiled and put away the dishes: "Madam, I will go back first."
Her sister-in-law told her that the lady was the lord's wife and she should not be disrespectful to him or her and should not delay things. Although Kou Yue felt that Shao Qing was a very good person, she listened to her sister-in-law more after she suffered a great loss once. Although she was still close to Shao Qing, she no longer dared to come over whenever she had something to do as she did before.
Shao Qing said it was okay, but it didn't help much, so I had to let her go.
After Kou Yue said goodbye and just turned around, the door rang and Wei Jing came back.
When she saw Wei Jing, Kou Yue dared not breathe and hurriedly bowed to greet him. Wei Jing glanced at her and called her softly.
Shao Qing tried to smooth things over: "Okay, Yue Niang, go back first."
After closing the door, the two exchanged a few words. She pulled Wei Jing to the desk and took out a pile of papers that she had just put away: "Due to limited conditions, I am sorry that my mother has been wronged."
Hand it over to Han Xi and have him prepare quietly.
Wei Jing took it in silence and looked through it one by one. There were quite a lot of papers, but they were far from the empress's ceremony. However, it was indeed the best that could be prepared for the secret sacrifice at the moment.
"I'm sure my mother in heaven won't blame you, so don't blame yourself."
His voice was a little hoarse, but he was still comforting himself. Shao Qing felt sad when he heard it, and shook his hand: "Yeah, you too."
Wei Jing held her hand tightly and closed his eyes.
…
He Hong and his party stayed in Gaoling for a few days and then set off to the southeast. His excuse for this trip was to ask his father for permission to inspect the salt and iron industry in the southeast, so he had to make the trip anyway.
Wei Jing went to see him off. Regardless of whether there was still a trace of fear in his heart, the two sides got along very well in the past few days. One was trustworthy and pleased, the other was grateful and in tears, which brought He Hong's trip to a perfect end.
After seeing He Hong off, about ten days passed and the chosen day for mourning arrived.
Wei Jing had been very silent these days. In the evening of that day, just after his shift was over, he took Shao Qing back to the backyard.
Shao Qing has returned to the front to take up her duties, continuing to serve as the Shaofu in charge of finances. She feels that the long-lost busy life is very fulfilling and she enjoys it, and it also allows her to stop worrying about anything else.
The two returned to the main courtyard at the back and had dinner. When it was completely dark, Nanny Ping Chunxi left. She took out two sets of black clothes that she had prepared earlier and called softly, "Husband."
Wei Jing forced a smile, took the clothes and went to the bathroom.
The two of them bathed, changed their clothes, and blew out the candles during their normal rest time. In the darkness, Wei Jing pushed open the rear window, hugged Shao Qing with one hand, and jumped out. With a tap of the toes, he soon disappeared.
The second watch gong sounded faintly, and the cold wind was howling. Shao Qing was wearing a large fur cloak with a hood, and he tightened his collar, but he didn't feel cold.
Wei Jing walked through the East City market and finally landed in the garden of a three-story residential building.
Han Xi had been waiting here for a long time, along with Ji Huan, Zhang Yong, Chen Qi, and a group of Qing Zhai guards who were standing silently.
A sacrificial table that is more than ten feet long is set up in the center of the garden. Sheep, cattle, pigs and other animals, fruits, incense, candles, paper money and so on are displayed on the table, as well as funeral couplets and funeral curtains, the atmosphere is mournful and solemn.
Shao Qing changed into mourning clothes with Wei Jing and walked beside him to the altar. He walked slowly and heavily, and finally knelt down in front of the altar, kneeling three times and kowtowed nine times.
It was late at night and the memorial service was going on quietly. The only sound was the voice of Wei Jing himself reading the eulogy in a low voice.
Shao Qing looked up at his back, which was pale and heavy, and she sighed secretly.
It was getting late and the dew was heavy. Although there was a cushion to block the cold, to be honest, I could still feel the chill while kneeling outside. However, this hidden memorial service did not last long. It was over in about half an hour.
Wei Jing stood in the cold wind, staring at the altar in front of him for a long time, until the incense, candles and paper money burned out and the last spark went out, then he came to his senses.
"let's go."
He held Shao Qing's hand, which was cold to the touch, and frowned.
"I'm not cold." Although he was wearing thick clothes, it was still within an acceptable range.
After changing out of mourning clothes, Wei Jing immediately put a large cloak on her. Shao Qing whispered comforting words and reached out to hold his hand.
Wei Jing's eyebrows remained silent, his hands tightened, and he said softly: "Yeah."
…
After returning to the county magistrate's mansion, it was already late at night and the two went to bed to rest.
Wei Jingyang lay down, his left arm still around Shao Qing. He did not move or make any sound in the dim bed curtains, but Shao Qing knew he was not asleep.
Alas, she sighed softly.
There is no point in persuading him, all we can do is give him some time to calm down.
She fell asleep in a daze. As for Wei Jing, I don’t know if he stayed up all night, but he was full of energy and did not seem to be weak the next day.
…
After a few days like this, Wei Jing finally returned to normal and suppressed his sadness in his heart again.
Shao Qing was very happy, and took his hand and said with a smile: "How about we eat pot tonight?"
"good."
The soup base made from big bones was bubbling in the copper pot, and was milky white. The freshest and tenderest parts of lamb, cattle, deer and fish were sliced into thin slices, and there were also vegetables, mushrooms, and seven or eight kinds of shellfish.
Shao Qing loves to eat hotpot in the winter. It makes him warm all over and he doesn’t get irritated after enjoying the delicious food. Wei Jing had not had much appetite in the past few days. Seeing him finally recover, she was busy picking out several of his favorite deer fish and mushrooms and taking good care of him.
She was busy setting up the dishes for him, and Wei Jing watched quietly. The steam from the pot filled the air, and a soft warmth filled his eyes.
"Ah Qing."
He held her left hand which was resting on the table, and wanted to say something to express his feelings at the moment. But he didn't want to say thank you. They were the closest couple and thanking him would seem awkward. His mind suddenly turned, and he recalled how she was always very happy and would always say to him with a smile, "My husband, you are so nice."
Wei Jing whispered, "You are so nice."
His eyes were focused, and there seemed to be a dark light flowing in his deep black pupils, reflecting the flickering candlelight, and the temperature seemed to be able to warm people's hearts.
Maybe there was too much steam, Shao Qing felt her face getting a little hot, she blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "You know how good I am, so you should listen to me more in the future."
She made a witty remark, but Wei Jing said seriously, "Okay."
What are you doing so seriously?
His eyes were deep and unblinking, and Shao Qing also became nervous when he saw it. His little heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the chopsticks.
"Let's..." have our meal.
She had only said half a sentence when Wei Jing leaned forward slightly and stopped her from talking.
The mellow breath was very familiar, and two soft lips pressed against each other, "Ah Qing..."
The sound died between lips and teeth.
It was a very gentle and careful kiss, and you could clearly feel the care and respect expressed in it. He hugged her, his strong arms allowing her to feel the lines of muscle beneath the fabric, tightly holding her in them.
Shao Qing reflexively pressed her hands against the front of his shirt, clenching the fabric. She took a few breaths with difficulty, then slowly let go. Her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly closed her eyes.
Light touches and pecks, sucking and licking, and finally, she was laid down on the couch.
His hot body pressed against her, providing warmth and driving away the chill of the winter night.
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