After Shen Xiangyan and Lu Tingsheng separated in Mingxiang Pavilion, the wind started to blow not long after they walked, and after a while, pea-sized raindrops began to fall, and it looked like it was about to rain heavily. When I went out, I saw that the sky was not bad, but Shen Xiangyan didn't expect it to rain suddenly. There was no way, I couldn't go back in the heavy rain. Shen Xiangyan found a roof to shelter from the rain, and he planned to wait for the rain to calm down before thinking about going back. .
Xia Rong was sitting in the room learning needlework with He Miao. He Miao embroidered on the embroidery frame first, and Xia Rong followed suit. As for embroidery, He Xin was not as proficient as her younger brother, so she just waited on the sidelines, reminding the two busy people to drink some tea to moisten their throats and so on.
Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed outside, followed by a muffled thunder. Xia Rong put down the embroidery work in her hand and looked outside, only to see that it was raining heavily outside at some point, Xia Rong was a little anxious, wondering if she would encounter the heavy rain when her husband came back.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he passed the camellias in the yard. With such a heavy rain, those pots of camellias were about to bloom. If they were watered by the rain now, they would not be ruined. Xia Rong didn't care about other things, opened the door and ran into the rain. He Xin and He Miao were startled when they saw the master running outside in such heavy rain, and hurriedly followed, shouting, "Zhengjun, it's so rainy outside." It’s raining heavily, you’d better go into the house quickly.”
Seeing that the master wanted to move those pots of camellias, He Xin became even more anxious, "Hua I and He Miao asked someone to come and move them, Zhengjun, go back quickly."
"It's too late, let's move it down first." The rain is too heavy, and if it continues, the flowers will be bad, and these were given to him by the husband, and he said he would take care of them, how could he let them go .
Xia Rong picked up the most precious pot of powder and ran into the house. Seeing that He Xin couldn't persuade the master, he hurriedly asked He Miao to take care of the master, and went to call someone. After a while, all the servants in the Begonia Yard were called out to help the master move the flowers. Seeing this, Xia Rong was relieved, and was stopped by He Miao and did not run into the rain again.
"My master, if you get sick in the rain, the young master will feel sorry for you when you come back." He Miao quickly took out the clean clothes for Xia Rong from the cabinet, and hurriedly urged Zhengjun to change the clothes that had just been worn. Wet clothes, praying that Xia Rong will not really get sick.
Xia Rong didn't care, smiled and said, "I'm not so weak, I didn't get wet for a while, it's fine."
He Xin pushed the door open from the outside and came in, disapproving of Xia Rong's running into the rain all over his face, and complained in his tone, "Master doesn't take his body seriously, Doctor Li has said Yes, your body avoids these things the most. I asked the little girls to boil hot water. You will take a hot bath in a while, and there is also **** soup prepared in the kitchen. This time, master, you must drink a bowl gone."
When Xia Rong heard that he wanted to drink **** soup, his little face almost wrinkled into a ball. It was so spicy that he didn't want to drink it at all. Thinking that Xianggong hadn't come back yet, he looked out of the window again, and said worriedly, "It's raining so hard, I don't know if my husband will be trapped on the road."
"Your Majesty, don't worry, I've asked Feng Qin to bring people and coir raincoats to meet the young master." He Xin, who was promoted by Shen Xiangyan in the past two years, has become more and more organized. Xia Rong handles all the big and small things in the house. Fortunately, He Xin is a good person who never forgets his roots. He has always been loyal to Xia Rong and served her wholeheartedly.
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When Shen Xiangyan came back, the rain was much lighter. When Feng Qin found him, he was still hiding from the rain under the eaves, and with the coir raincoat and umbrella, he didn't get much rain along the way.
But when he came back, Shen Xiangyan still poured himself a large bowl of **** soup. In this ancient times, the most feared thing was getting sick, even a small wind and cold could lead to big problems. While drinking **** soup, Shen Xiangyan listened to He Xin's report, and learned that the little husband had dared to go out in the heavy rain just for those pots of broken flowers. to the back room.
Xia Rong knew it was not good when He Xin and Xiang Xiang announced his situation, so she quickly shrank herself into the chair to reduce the sense of presence. Unexpectedly, Xianggong picked him up and walked into the house without giving him a chance to explain. Xianggong has never been like this before, and he has always carried him away in the past, so how could he be so barbaric. Having my stomach stuck on Xianggong's shoulder felt uncomfortable, Xia Rong couldn't help but struggled, "Sanggong, I was wrong, let me down quickly, ah!"
Sudden slap on the buttocks, Xia Rong's originally fair face turned a suspicious blush, but she was actually beaten there by her husband, it was really embarrassing.
"Don't move around, be honest." Shen Xiangyan was distracted by Xia Rong, but he had to be taught a lesson today, otherwise how would he know what would happen if he didn't take good care of himself. He can spoil him with everything, but this is not enough. Thinking of the precautions that Dr. Li told him, he would not dare to let Xia Rong dip in cold water on weekdays. Today, while he was not around, he dared to dive into the rain by himself in such a heavy rain, just to move those potted flowers. If you don't teach me a good lesson, you still don't know what to do.
Shen Xiangyan carried Xia Rong all the way into the house, put him on the sandalwood bed, ignored Xia Rong's struggle, and pressed his upper body into his arms. He slapped Xia Rong's **** ten times in a row with great strength, and then asked seriously, "Do you know what's wrong?"
"I know I'm wrong, woohoo, my husband, I was wrong." Xia Rong has been raised by Shen Xiangyan since she married, and she has never been wronged like this. It was the kind of place where he was beaten, and he didn't know whether he was more ashamed or more wronged, his voice was choked up.
When Shen Xiangyan was about to hit him a few times, he knew that the little husband would be sad, but he did it anyway, and when he heard Xia Rong's voice was crying, he also felt distressed. But if you go to coax him now, the few beatings today will be in vain. So he suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and continued to ask without any ups and downs in his voice, "Then what's wrong, tell me."
"Rong'er shouldn't, shouldn't know that it's raining so hard, but still, go out." The voice was intermittent, he was like this, and the husband still forced him, Xia Rong was wronged for a while, lying in Shen Xiangyan's arms, tears finally burst into tears Couldn't help but fell down.
When Shen Xiangyan heard that Xia Rong was really crying this time, he smiled wryly in his heart. He was busy trying to lift the head of the person in his arms, but the little husband was still trying his best, so he just hid in his arms and refused to come out. Shen Xiangyan had no choice but to coax softly, "Okay, it's my husband's fault, I shouldn't hit you, don't be angry with my husband, okay?"
"You also know your body. Dr. Li has checked the pulse several times, but which time did he remind me to keep you in the cold? If you dare to run in such a heavy rain, you won't be afraid of my husband's worry."
Seeing that Xia Rong still didn't move at all, Shen Xiangyan had no choice but to continue, "Be good, don't be angry with your husband, if you cry, you will become a little cat, and it won't be pretty."
After crying for a while, Xia Rong was not so sad. She got up from her husband's arms, wiped away her tears and hummed, "It's not a little cat."
Shen Xiangyan took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and wiped the little husband's face carefully, "Okay, okay, it's not a little cat, does your **** still hurt?"
Thinking of the place where he was beaten just now, Xia Rong's face became even hotter, but when he thought that his husband would beat him, he still felt aggrieved, "It hurts, it hurts to death." The big eyes wet with tears were full of tears. It is an accusation.
Shen Xiangyan was helpless, he didn't beat him hard at all, but he thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out of his mouth, "Then, can I rub your husband for you, or you can also hit him a few times to relieve your anger." After speaking, he followed the trend Want to knead.
I never thought that Xianggong would be like this, how could he rub that kind of place, Xia Rong hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, "No, you don't need to rub it." Seeing that his hand couldn't stop it, Xia Rong hurriedly rolled on the bed. Shen Xiangyan just wanted to tease him on purpose, but he didn't dare to really bully people at this time. It would be difficult if he really annoyed people, but he could do something else.
After a while, Xia Rong's uncontrollable laughter came from the bed, like silver bells, one after another. Looking closely, Shen Xiangyan was pressing down on Xia Rong and scratching his itchy flesh. The two quarreled for a while, because Xia Rong laughed a little too much just now, and she was a little out of breath.
Shen Xiangyan gave Xia Rong a sigh of relief, "Don't worry about those two potted flowers next time, that's all, you can buy them when you run out of flowers. If something happens to Rong'er, Xianggong will feel bad."
Xia Rong knew in her heart that Xianggong was worried about herself, but, "The flower was given to Rong'er by Xianggong."
Shen Xiangyan had mixed feelings for a moment, was it because he gave it to him? Because he gave it with such care, Shen Xiangyan hugged the person in his arms tightly, and because of Xia Rong like this, he couldn't let go.