The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 303
In previous years, there were always several thunderstorms in summer, and the palace began to get nervous when it came to this time, for fear that the water would go away because of the thunder, which would be a bad omen.Although Zhao Jing received higher education in modern times, she couldn't explain this natural phenomenon to them.Looking at the frowning faces of the officials of Qin Tianjian, he could only smile secretly in his heart.

There are few such thunderstorms this year, and when it rains, the heat is relieved a bit.It's just that it's very windy and windy now. Although the gazebo has a place to keep out the rain, it can't resist the strong wind that brings the cold rain in.

The stone bench in the pavilion was also wet by the rain, so Zhao Jing could only stand there with her arms folded, watching the backs of Qingwu and Zhang's mother disappear into the rain.

Seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, Zhao Jing sighed helplessly, bent down and wiped the rainwater on the stone bench with a handkerchief, and when she was about to sit down, she saw a man wearing a coir raincoat on the mountain road not far away. The man in the bamboo hat is walking from the dense forest.

Although the rain and mist were hazy, Zhao Jing recognized the man as the regent Zhou Yi at a glance based on his figure.

Zhao Jing originally wanted to ask him to come to the pavilion to shelter from the rain, but after thinking that although this place is not in the wilderness, it is still a lonely man and widow, so she accepted this idea.At the moment, he just pretended not to see that person, still bending over to wipe the stool.Only when she finished wiping the raindrops off the stone bench, Zhao Jing straightened up, who knew she was about to raise her head, but she caught sight of a pair of muddy clogs from the corner of her eyes.

Zhao Jing paused, and her movements of getting up became a little stiff, but Zhou Yi was already standing in front of her.He quickly took off the coir raincoat that was stained with cold rain, untied the stone blue cloak inside, and stretched out his hand to cover Zhao Jing's body.She was already wearing thin clothes today, but at this moment, the strong wind and cold rain wet the skirt, making it look particularly slim and slim when it was attached to her body.A strand of fine long hair on the forehead was a little messy by the wind, but it made people feel more and more otherworldly.

Zhao Jing was shocked, and took two steps back again and again, her plump chest rose and fell slightly due to tension, her clenched fists were hidden in her sleeves, and she said in surprise: "Brother..." She squinted her eyes at Zhou Yi, her eyebrows furrowed. There was a bit of warm reddish in the eyes, "It's raining too much, brother, let's take shelter from the rain here."

She relaxed her eyebrows and smiled slightly, taking back the fright just now in her heart, but standing at the side of the pavilion alienatedly, letting the cold rain hit her body with the wind over and over again.Zhou Yi only felt his throat tighten, and saying "brother" seemed to have ruined the thousand words between them.His footsteps froze on the spot, he retracted the cloak in his palm, took a step back and said, "Sit down, it's windy."

Zhao Jing nodded and sat down on the stone bench on one side. The two of them were speechless in embarrassment. After a long time, Zhao Jing saw that Zhou Yi had no intention of leaving, so she asked him in a low voice, "No congratulations yet?" Brother."

"Congratulations, what?" Zhou Yi turned around, but for a moment he remembered that he was asking to marry Chunxiu. The two of them were good sisters when they were in the palace. It is not surprising that Zhao Jing would know at this time.His eyes lightly fell on Zhao Jing, and he said with a wry smile, "It's just that everyone takes what they need." After he finished speaking, he turned his head back and looked up at Mu Yu, who was all over the sky.

"Brother..." Zhao Jing was at a loss for words for a moment, she had planned to persuade her.He has reached the age of forty now, and although he has the heir of the emperor, he will not recognize each other after all. After a hundred years in the future, won't he not even have a descendant who worships incense?Besides, no matter what the reason was, since he proposed to marry Chunxiu, he must also be interested in her.

"Brother should really think about his own affairs..." Zhao Jing raised her eyes and looked at his back, feeling a little lonely for no reason, but Zhou Yi didn't wait for her to finish speaking, turned to look at her and said : "Someone has already said these words, you don't have to say them again."

Zhao Jing was choked by him like this, she had nothing but helplessness in the end.Thinking about this topic, Zhou Yi didn't want to hear any more, so Zhao Jing didn't continue talking, and asked him again: "The prince loves the emperor more and more now, and the empress dowager postponed the matter of becoming a queen, it must be the prince's dealing with it." ?”

Zhao Jing had been in the palace for ten years, and the only person she was worried about was the little emperor Zhou Xu.Although he had some unreasonable thoughts about himself, it was only because he was young and ignorant that choosing a concubine at such an age would be detrimental to his body after all.

Zhou Yi pursed his lips and said nothing, the howling wind shook the big trees in the forest, he suddenly turned his head, took a step closer, looked down at Zhao Jing, and asked her: "How is Xu Si'an treating you? "

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing's cheeks that were a little pale due to the cold wind turned slightly red, she lowered her eyes and nodded.

This shy and timid look made Zhou Yi's chest full of energy and blood. He thought he could let it go, but after all, he still couldn't suppress his desire for her.

Zhou Yi gritted his teeth, put on a big cloak, and stepped into the storm without even having time to put on the coir raincoat beside him.

By the time Zhao Jing came to her senses, the man had already walked away.Zhao Jing picked up the coir raincoat and yelled at his back in the rain, but could only watch his back disappear into the rain.

By the time Zhao Jing returned to the monastery, the rain had already lightened a lot.Because of the sudden change of weather, Mrs. Xu woke up early in the morning, saw Zhao Jing coming back from the outside dripping wet, and hurriedly asked the maid to go to the kitchen in the nunnery to make a bowl of ginger soup.

Zhao Jing went into the room and changed her clothes, looked at the sky and said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to go back today, it seems that mother will stay here for one night."

(End of this chapter)