The next day, the sun rose and the sky was bright.

Liu Mingzhi woke up from the gentle hometown and happened to see Qinglian walking into the study lightly with a copper basin that was washing.

Qinglian was about to send the copper basin containing hot water to the washing rack when she saw Liu Mingzhi who had already sat up on the soft couch.

"Oh, husband, you are awake. Did the sound of my footsteps disturb you?"

Liu Mingzhi yawned with his mouth open, rubbed the filth in the corners of his eyes a few times, got up and walked towards Qinglian with his shoes.

"I didn't make a noise, but I woke up naturally because my husband had enough sleep. When is Lian'er now?"

“It was not long after dawn, and it was about Chen.

Husband, if you are still a little sleepy, you should sleep for a while. At worst, I will prepare a new basin of hot water for you to bring."

When Liu Mingzhi heard Qinglian's gentle and considerate words, he shook his head happily, reached out to take the copper basin in her hand and put it on the wash rack next to him.

"I won't sleep anymore. Since I've woken up, it's not interesting to sleep."

"Don't you really don't have to rest anymore? After all, husband last night, you... you have worked so hard for so long."

"Hey, even if you sisters and three or five of you go together on weekdays, you can easily withstand it, let alone Lian'er, you are the only one?

Last night, if I hadn't seen Lian'er, you were too tired, even if I fought with you for three hundred rounds, it wouldn't be a big deal."

When Qinglian heard Mr. Liu's proud words, her face was already red, and her radiant pretty face instantly added a three-point tempting charm of imaginative charm.

"Bah, bad husband, you know how to bully me."

"Haha, silly Lian'er, you are a good wife for your husband. Who else can you bully if you don't bully your husband?

I won’t tease you anymore, go and tidy up your husband’s clothes, and you will have to change your clothes after washing up."

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Qinglian did not walk towards the soft-collapse next to the bookshelf, but walked towards the table where tea sets were placed a few steps away.

"Husband, I have already taken a set of your clothes from the room before I brought the hot water. Just change the clothes after washing up. I will take the clothes from yesterday to clean for you."

"No, that dress was just changed yesterday, and it was not stained with any dirty things. I didn't need to change it and I was so diligent."

"The clothes are indeed not stained with any dirty things, but I don't know why you did it. There are too many creases on the clothes. My husband, you don't look very elegant when you wear them.

Husband, I know that this sky blue Confucian robe is a gift for reunion given to you by Sister Hoshino. You should put your heart in your stomach, and I will not ruin it for you."

Liu Mingzhi spitted the fine salt water from his mouth into the copper basin at his feet, turned to look at Qinglian's pretty face, smiling bitterly, and shook her head.

"What are you thinking? I'm not afraid that you will break the clothes that Hoshino gave me, but that I don't want Lian'er to work so hard.

You sisters never let the maids get involved in the clothes for their husbands. They always clean them by themselves. If you replace them with less, you sisters will work harder.

It’s obviously for your sake, but you don’t appreciate it.”

"Yes, yes, yes, whatever you say, husband, wash up quickly, and don't cool down the hot water later."

After a cup of tea, Liu Mingzhi, who had finished washing, changed into a pale white Confucian robe under the service of Qinglian.

Qinglian re-weared the ring palm taken from her belt around Liu Mingzhi's waist, and then carefully sorted out the collar under his hair for him, and then he clicked his head with satisfaction.

"Well, I'm finally finished."

Liu Mingzhi sighed helplessly, reached out to pinch the beauty's jade cheek and said with a pampering voice: "Yes, it's over. Oh, as a big man, there are not so many things to pay attention to as long as he looks right.

It’s a blessing to fall into your sisters.”

"You are content with bad husband. My sister is so careful not to think about your face. After all, you are the king of a country and you must pay attention to your demeanor."

"Okay, your sisters say whatever they say. It's getting late, so it's time for us to have a meal."

"Okay, I'll get the clothes you changed from husband first."

After Liu Mingzhi locked the door of the study, the couple faced the rising sun in the east and rushed towards the main hall of the inner courtyard.

Along the way, Qinglian always looked at her husband beside her affectionately, never taking her eyes away, and a sweet smile appeared on the corners of her lips from time to time.

The shadow he left in his heart is probably never erased in this life for the man who accompanied him and lived together forever!

When the two walked through the corner of the corridor, Qinglian's affectionate eyes suddenly condensed when she looked at her husband's affectionate eyes, and her slowly moving forward suddenly stopped.

"Husband."

"Ah? What's wrong with Lian'er?"

Qinglian looked at the puzzled look on her husband's face, put the clothes in her hand on her arm, raised her jade hand and trembled slightly towards the temples in her ear.

Liu Mingzhi looked at Qinglian's melancholy face in confusion, nodded slightly and asked softly: "Lian'er, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Qinglian did not answer Liu Mingzhi's inquiry, and her arms trembled slightly and pulled out a hair from his ear and clamped it between her fingers.

Under the reflection of the morning sunlight, Qinglian stared at the hair that emitted gray-white light, and a hint of sadness appeared in her pretty eyes.

"Husband, you...you have white hair, you have white hair!"

When Liu Mingzhi heard Qinglian's somewhat depressed tone, he felt amused and laughed. Qinglian had previously looked fussy, and he thought she had seen something amazing on his head!

At that moment just now, I felt a little nervous, thinking that I had encountered some conspiracy. After a long time, I was just a white hair.

This silly woman is really worth the death of death!

Liu Mingzhi smiled disapprovingly, raised his hand and touched Qinglian's jade hand in his ear, and directly pinched the hair between her fingers and pulled it hard.

Liu Mingzhi pinched the hair between his fingers and rubbed it gently for a few times, and handed the hair to Qinglian indifferently and waved it a few times.

"Lian'er, you might as well be scared to death. Your shocked expression just now made me really shocked.

Isn’t it just a white hair? Are you so fussy? It feels like you have never seen white hair..."

Liu Mingzhi only said halfway, and then he didn't continue. He looked down slightly at the gray hair pinched between his fingers, and his expression also became silent from the initial disapproval.

When he was halfway through his words, he suddenly realized what white hair means in the eyes of people in the era of Dalong.

Liu Mingzhi stared blankly at the gray hair between his fingers for a long time and was speechless. He never expected that he had already grown white hair so early.

The gray hair has grown! The gray hair has grown!

Are you really old?

Maybe, maybe I am really old.

Liu Mingzhi suppressed the melancholy thoughts in his heart, looked at Qinglian's pretty face with sadness, and threw the gray hair in his hand to the ground.

"Oh, Lian'er, what kind of expression do you have? Isn't it just a white hair? Do you think of this?

Let's have breakfast."
Chapter completed!