The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Early in the morning, a small eunuch in the palace banged the gates of the Hou Dynasty with a lit elm strip.

The head of Hou Fu led several maids to open the door to the young eunuch and respectfully took over the elm in his hand.

Just after the Cold Eating Festival, three days after the fire was banned, the palace lit a new fire in the morning, allowing the small slaves to ignite and distribute the wooden bars to the nearest minister outside the palace in order to show the Emperor's grace.

Hou Fu took charge of the spark, sent a big maid to the kitchen, and stuck the wood bar in the door.

In the main room, Liu Qinghuan just woke up when he slept. Shemu didn't have to go into the palace today, so when she opened her eyes, Shemu was still lying beside her.

She looked at the person beside her who had not yet woken up and pinched his nose in a bad way: “Amu...”

“Well, Qing Qing...” Shemu kissed her lips following Liu Qinghuan's voice without opening her eyes. Liu Qinghuan was too surprised to be kissed. How could this man be so early in the morning?

Seems like it's not enough to kiss, Shemu simply rolled over Liu Qinghuan, opened her thin shirt and kissed her on the shoulder. Liu Qinghuan was soon wheezed by him, his hands pushed his head out, but his legs subconsciously wrapped around his waist.

“Amu...”

Liu Qinghuan's voice was a little impatient. Shemu looked up at her slightly. Her eyes were a little clearer: “What's wrong? ”

“Well, we're going to the grave today.” The point is not to do this early in the morning.

Shemu gently caressed her side face and leaned down in his ear and whispered: “You messed with me first. ”

“Where do I have it?” Liu Qing cheered the dead duck with a hard mouth.

Shemu lowered her smile and her hands penetrated her shirt without any courtesy. The voice was obscure and sexy: "Don't you know that men are easily impulsive in the morning? ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

Then his husband physically told her how easy it was for men to impulse in the morning.

After a torment, Liu Qing lazily laid in Xue Muhuai, seemed tired. Shemu kissed her horn and asked softly, "Didn't you say you were going to the grave? ”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Did he get a good deal? She looked up and looked at Shemu dissatisfied: "So you're still doing this? ”

Shemu laughed lowly in her arms: "This sort of thing… I can't help it. ”

They glued on the bed again for a while before climbing one after the other. After breakfast, Xue Mu accompanied Liu Qinghuan to the mountains.

Today is Qing Ming, and many people come to the mountains to worship their fathers. Liu Qinghuan and Shemu walked to a less smoky grave and stopped.

This is the tomb of Liu Yushi and Lady Liu.

Liu Qinghuan quietly burned the paper money on the side, Shemu's hand gently resting on her shoulder, warm body temperature from his palm to the bottom of his heart, Liu Qinghuan's heart slightly warm.

After burning the paper money, Shemuzi put his coat on his knees in front of the grave: “Father, Mother, Qing Qing is fine now. Don't worry if you have any knowledge under the fountain, I will take good care of her. ”

Liu Qinghuan looked at him on his side. Shemu prayed in front of the grave and stood up to help Liu Qinghuan: “Don't kneel too long. Are your legs numb? ”

Liu Qinghuan shook his head. Shemu smiled at her and straightened out the wind-blown hair on her forehead: "When Soft gets older, bring her here too, Mom and Dad will be happy. ”

“Mmm.” Liu Qinghuan answered, hugging Shemu. Shemu smiled helplessly and patted her back gently like a child.

Soon, Mrs. Liu came with a basket. There was some paper money in the basket and a few plates of snacks. When Liu Qinghuan saw her, he was somewhat stunned.

Lady Liu was no stranger, walking to the grave and putting the snacks together: “I came to see my sister, these were her favorite snacks of all time. ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes were a little red, and finally only Noonally cried out for her mother.

Mrs. Liu burned the paper money and stood up: “As long as you two are okay, she'll be relieved. ”

Shemu took Liu Qinghuan and repeated what he had just said: “Don't worry, I'll take good care of her. ”

“That's good.” Mrs. Liu is still very relieved about Shemu's son-in-law. "By the way, she hasn't been to see Soft lately. How is she? Have you grown up? ”

Liu Qinghuan: “Ah Soft can already shout at her parents, but it still feels silly. ”

Mrs. Liu couldn't help laughing softly: "Silly is like you. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

Why is it that every time she says that her daughter is stupid, everyone else uses her as an example? She always thought she was smart!

Shemu also laughed beside him. Liu Qinghuan overthrew his side and scratched him hard.

Mrs. Liu returned to Samurai after going to her grave, and Liu Qinghuan and Shemu continued to admire the mountain. From time to time, vibrantly dressed young girls can be seen swinging in the swing, and the mountain breeze stirs up their light rose skirts and wide sleeves, blooming like mountain flowers on these green branches.

The girls on the swing dared to shake higher, bolder or even loosen their hands, and then... she was thrown out.

The girl's frightened scream frightened several birds. She saw her head going down into the dirt. Shemu had caught her with her toes pointed and flew forward.

The girl opened her eyes in dismay, but saw a handsome man holding herself and blushing at once.

Liu Qinghuan walked over and coughed softly at them.

Shemu put the girl on the floor, the girl trimmed her clothes and shy: “Thank you for saving me. ”

Shemu did not speak. Liu Qinghuan walked up and gazed at the girl and smiled at her. “This girl, don't make such difficult moves in the swing in the future, it's easy to destroy her face. ”

Girl: “…”

Shemu laughed and dragged Liu Qinghuan away. The girl caught up with her undying heart and asked Shemu, “I don't know who the son's name is. He will thank you once and for all. ”

Liu Qinghuan said: “His name is Li Ming, he lives in the eastern part of the village, and the one who sells BBQ cakes is. ”

Girl: “…”

Until he returned to Hou Fu, there was a hidden smile in Shemu's eyes. Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and asked: "What are you thinking? ”

"'I was wondering if I wanted to get some pancakes,' said Shemu. 'I sent someone to the east of the village to buy you one. ”

Liu Qing hummed: “I don't eat what I buy, I want what you make. ”

Shemu laughed at her and kissed her softly in her eyebrows: "I'll find a master to learn from some other day and learn to come back and make it for you, okay? ”

Liu Qing blinked and looked at him. “You have to do your job, you son of a bitch. ”

Shemu smiled against her nostrils and kissed her on the lips. As he was about to enter the good realm, Liu Qinghuan suddenly flanked his head and avoided his kiss. Shemu licked it at the corner of her lip and asked dissatisfied, “What's wrong? ”

Liu Qinghuan smiled at him: "Amu, I want to swing the swing. ”

Shemu: “…"

Hou Fu's chief executive assembled a group of people to erect a swing in the courtyard at the fastest possible speed. Shemu examined them carefully and confirmed that they were strong before going down. Liu Qinghuan took a nap and watched the swing in the yard leap to try.

She stood on the swing and said to Shemu behind her: "Push higher, Amu. ”

Shemu frowned slightly. “Hold on to the rope and never let go. ”

“Got it! Push it! ”

Shemu didn't push too high, he was really worried that Liu Qinghuan would fall. But Liu Qinghuan was very skilled. After swinging vigorously a few times, he saw that he was about to rise above the courtyard wall of Hou Fu. Soft was hugged in her arms. A pair of round eyes looked curiously at Liu Qinghuan. The higher she saw her, she also giggled.

Shemu felt that the height was already unsafe. He wanted Liu Qinghuan to come down. How could he know that Liu Qinghuan was a little pointy when the swing reached the highest point, and did light work flying directly out. Shemu was shocked and flew out with no thought.

Flipping over the courtyard wall, Liu Qinghuan held her back and the two gently landed in the courtyard. Shemu's arm was so tight, his eyebrows stared at Liu Qinghuan: “Where do you want to go? ”

Liu Qing burst into his arms and giggled a few times. The cat raised its head and said softly to Shemu: “I don't like admiring other girls. ”

Shemu's eyes twitched slightly, gazing at her for a moment and kissing her in the slightest corner of her lip: "Then I will only hold it clear, but... you will not escape from my arms. ”

He took the man back to his room, and Liu Qinghuan sat on him, wrapped his neck around him and kissed him on the tip of his nose: “Amu, Soft is about to turn old. Can we have a little Amu to accompany her? ”

After giving birth to Soft, although they did not do much intimacy, Shemu never conceived her again. Shemu certainly had no objection to having a few more children, but after seeing how painful Liu Qinghuan was giving birth once, he couldn't bear to let her suffer the pain of giving birth once more.

Liu Qinghuan saw that he was not answering, and put himself closer to him: “I heard it would be a lot easier to have a second baby than the first one. I'm not afraid. ”

Shemu's hand gradually slipped along her long legs towards her waist, bringing her into her arms: “Do you want a little Amu so badly? ”

“Well, let him follow you in martial arts and fight as well as you do, okay?” Liu Qinghuan's voice was soft and the voice fell on his lower lip and bit him.

Shemu's breathing began to rush, and he faded Liu Qinghuan's coat and licked it on her white neck: "What if it was raw or small? ”

Liu Qing flattened his mouth: “Then live till little Amu! ”

Shemu grinned and one rolled over and pressed the person under her.

Hou Fu's followers discovered that the time spent in bed between Hou and Lady clearly changed, and soon after Miss Asoft's anniversary banquet, the belly of Lady came back with good news!

People suddenly realized that Grandpa and Lady were busy building people.

Another year of lotus flowers blossoming, the wife successfully gave birth to the next son, the next party of celebrations in the Hou Mansion. Liu Qinghuan woke up knowing he had a son and almost cried.

Finally, finally, there's little Amu.

When the nurse brought him in, he was still sleeping with his eyes closed. Liu Qinghuan hugged him. He opened his eyes like an induction and smiled vigorously at his mother.

Liu Qing cheerfully teased him and looked up at Xue Mu: “Amu, Soft's name is Xue Huan, his name is Xue Lian, okay? ”

Shemulio thought about it. Although the Lotus word is a bit feminine, it is still acceptable. Anyway... it is not his name, just be happy.

With Shemu's approval, Liu Qing laughed at Little Dot in his arms: “Xue Lian, you have a name! ”

Little Dot seemed to understand what she was saying, laughed more happily with her, and wanted her little hand to grab his mother's finger.

Liu Qinghuan voluntarily handed over his finger, and Xuelian grabbed it and stopped letting it go.

Shemu shrugged his eyes, and although he was happy to have a son,... he would not let his son shake his position.

Liu Qinghuan spoke to Xue Lian for a moment and turned his head to Xue Mu: “Amu, please give him a milk name. ”

"- [sic]“ Just a dog. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

It's more like her name... isn't Amu always very cultured?

The Ning clan really had a grandson this time and was very happy with his body. Soft seemed to know he had a brother, so he ran over to play with him.

Liu Qinghuan looked at their sister's relationship so well, he was also a little relieved. Soft is so stupid, if someone bullies her in the future, my brother can still protect her.

But General Xue was less pleased. He looked at Xue Lian's Liu Qinghuan only to tease him. “Qing Qing, I don't think you'll love me anymore when you have dog balls. ”

Liu Qinghuan turned around and blinked at Shemu: “Amu, I remember saying this before. ”

Shemu frowned and did not speak, looking very grievous.

Liu Qinghuan hugged him before walking up and smiled softly in front of him: "Amu, I love no one more than I love you. ”

Shemu grabbed her waist smoothly and kissed her cheek: “I like to prove this with action. ”

Liu Qing looked at him doubtfully and pretended not to understand: “What action? ”

“You'll soon find out.” He held people up. Bed, swinging sleeves, curtains slowly fall.