Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Quan Jiuxi looked at Di Cangming's fragile expression, his heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently stroke his face.

Di Cangming took her hand and placed it against his cheek, feeling the warmth.

His eyes became deeper and deeper, as if they wanted to suck Quan Jiuxi in completely.

"Ajiu, thank you." Di Cangming's voice was low and magnetic, with endless tenderness.

"no need thank me?"

Quan Jiuxi wanted to pull his hand back, but Di Cangming held it tighter.

Di Cangming slowly approached Quan Jiuxi, his warm breath spraying on her neck, "Thank you for showing up."

He gently kissed Quan Jiuxi's forehead. The gentle kiss was like a light feather slowly brushing past, disrupting Quan Jiuxi's heartbeat.

"Emperor Cangming..." Quan Jiuxi called his name softly in a low voice.

After a long time, Quan Jiuxi slowly stood up and said, "You don't feel any pain anymore, do you? Go take a shower quickly."

Di Cangming looked at the empty arms at that moment, and felt a great emptiness in his heart.

"Ajiu..." His voice was filled with a hint of attachment and reluctance.

"What? Hurry up."

"Oh."

When Di Cangming came out of the shower, Quan Jiuxi had already finished his breakfast and was leisurely lying in a chair beside him basking in the sun.

The sunlight shone on her, as if giving her a soft halo.

Seeing him come out, Quan Jiuxi frowned slightly, "Why did it take so long?"

Di Cangming glanced at her, his tone full of resentment, "Ajiu, I am a man."

Quan Jiuxi propped up his chin and said slowly: "If you had told me earlier, I would have helped you."

Emperor Cangming looked at her, his Adam's apple rolling twice, and a low laugh came from his chest. The laugh was a bit seductive, "When will the general favor me?"

His eyes were fiery and full of anticipation.

Quan Jiuxi stood up and said before leaving, "It depends on your performance."

Di Cangming stared at her back as she left in the sunlight, his mind lost for a long time. That figure seemed to be branded deep in his phoenix eyes, a memory he could not shake off.

……

Quan Jiuxi welcomed the day when he would go to Taihe Palace after attending court every day.

Lin Qinghuai now has one arm broken and is imprisoned in the dilapidated Prime Minister's Mansion. This place is no longer elegant and graceful, but filled with gloom.

He was guarded by the servants sent by Quan Jiuxi to the Marshal's Mansion. Every day, news came that Lin Qinghuai scolded everyone in the mansion one by one.

The heroine Chu Youran seemed to have given up on Lin Qinghuai. Except for meeting him twice with Quan Jiuxi's permission, she never went there again.

The once prosperous Prime Minister's Mansion is now deserted and overgrown with weeds.

In this dilapidated house, Lin Qinghuai's temper became increasingly violent, like a trapped beast.

Chu Youran's departure made him feel extremely desperate and lonely.

When Quan Jiuxi heard the news, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression showed no joy or anger.

……

On that day, Quan Jiuxi was having dinner with her grandmother. Grandmother Gai Shumu placed a piece of meat in her bowl and said:

"Today is the birthday banquet for the Princess of Ruiwang Mansion. All the families in the capital are attending. You should also go and join in the fun."

Quan Jiuxi tilted his head slightly and asked doubtfully, "My grandson never participates in such excitement."

Grandmother's face was filled with melancholy. "You are getting older. Young ladies your age in the capital are all married. It's time for you to make some plans for yourself."

Quan Jiuxi: "..."

Seeing Quan Jiuxi's silence, Grandmother's expression grew increasingly worried. "Grandmother knows you have your own ideas. You come to the palace every day after court. What is His Majesty doing?"

"Your Majesty, he..."

"Sister Xier, has His Majesty ever asked you to enter the palace as a concubine?"

Quan Jiuxi thought for a moment and said, "No."

"You are the only female member of our Quan family. I wanted to find a husband for you, someone to marry into our family, but seeing you and His Majesty..."

Quan Jiuxi lowered his eyes slightly and whispered, "Grandmother, your majesty and I are only as close as monarch and subject."

amount……

She herself was a little bit unconvinced.

Grandmother sighed deeply, "Xi'er, I'm not unreasonable, but you must not neglect this important matter of your life.

Your Majesty may be noble, but palace affairs are complicated. Grandmother only wishes you peace and happiness."

Quan Jiuxi gently held his grandmother's hand and said, "Don't worry, grandma, I know what's going on."

……

Quan Jiuxi walked out of his grandmother's courtyard and concentrated on studying the next step of training for the Quan family army in the study until the sun was high in the sky.

Quan Jiuxi rubbed his brows lightly, thought for a moment, and called Cuizhu, "Follow me to the Prince's Mansion."

At this time, the Prince's Mansion was full of flowers and extremely lively.

Although Prince Ruiyang was a leisurely prince, he doted on Princess Di Lingling extremely, so her banquets were always the first in the capital.

The vermilion gate opened wide, and gorgeous carriages came in one after another. The young men from noble families were dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked very elegant.

The young ladies from official families wore pearls and jade on their heads and their skirts fluttered in the wind. Almost everyone came to attend the banquet.

Di Lingling sat at the head of the table, her makeup exquisite and her demeanor dignified and ladylike. She said with her red lips parted, "Today is my birthday party, why don't we play a game?"

Everyone laughed and agreed.

Di Lingling's eyes flickered as she continued, "Then let's use wine as an example. Everyone should write a poem and we'll all taste it. Whoever writes the best poem will receive a gift from me."

For a moment, everyone was excited and eager to try.

They took the papers handed to them by the maid, picked up their pens and frowned in thought.

Chu Youran smiled faintly. When it comes to writing poetry, who can compare with her, a time-traveling girl?

After about a quarter of an hour, the maids moved lightly and handed the collected scroll of poems to Di Lingling.

Di Lingling gracefully opened one and smiled, her smile as bright and charming as a flower blooming in spring. "With wine, I get drunk; without wine, I'm idle all day. Who wrote this?"

Jiang Ruxue stood up slowly, bowed slightly, and said, "Princess."

Di Lingling's eyes flickered slightly as she praised, "Although this poem is straightforward and simple, it is also free and easy. It's a good poem."

"Not bad!"

"What a poem!"

Everyone knew that Jiang Ruxue was not interested in literature but only in martial arts, and she was also the daughter of the Minister of War, so everyone gave her some face.

Chu Youran looked at Jiang Ruxue's smug look and sneered.

Her delicate face was full of disdain. "It's just like this, and it deserves such praise."

When Jiang Ruxue heard this, her face flushed instantly, "Chu Youran, don't be jealous."

Everyone also knew about the grudge between the two. After all, the incident at the restaurant had spread throughout the capital.

Chu Youran sneered, "I'm jealous of you? What a joke."

"Yes, I heard that the concubine's daughter of the Minister of Revenue once wrote a poem called 'Climbing the Heights' in Wangyue Tower. It's truly a masterpiece!"

"I'm really looking forward to what this person can do today?!"

Jiang Ruxue laughed sarcastically, "How can such a petty person write such a bleak and sad poem? Who knows if it was plagiarized?"

Chu Youran's face froze and he stood up. "Who are you talking about? Aren't you just jealous that Brother Qinghuai liked me before?!"

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little tense.

A gentle breeze blew by. Di Lingling coughed lightly, frowned, and said unhappily, "Stop arguing and continue reading poetry."

Everyone then quieted down, their eyes focused on the ink-scented poetry scrolls in Di Lingling's hands.

"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the gold bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful. I will come back after all the gold is gone."

As soon as Quan Jiuxi stepped in with his left foot, he heard this poem.

Quan Jiuxi: "..."

No, she said that, does Li Bai know?