Chapter 4: Graciousness (1)

A month ago, at night, the moon was mellow and the courtyard was silent.
"Ma'am, take a rest early. Lord Xiangguo was called by the emperor into the palace to discuss state affairs. I'm afraid he won't be back all night." Mo Xiang mumbled and persuaded the woman who was sewing at the table.
The woman sewed the last stitch, turned around and shook her head with a small smile: "No, Xianggong said that he would be back tonight."
A faint candle light shone on her face. No matter how many times Mo Xiang had seen her face, she was still shocked by her beauty.
If the eyebrows are distant from the mountains, the skin is like curds, Qiong nose is straight, especially those beautiful eyes that are always bright and shiny, like deep ponds, secluded and fascinating.
She is Nie Wushuang, the pearl of the Nie family, and the only niece of Master Situ, whose power is so powerful in Qi. Three years ago, she pushed off the referrals of countless matchmakers for the children of Daguan and Guiqi, and insisted on marrying the poor scholar Gu Qinghong who was still in Beijing.
At that time, how many people were talked about by her choice. I didn't expect that one year later, Gu Qinghong became a blockbuster and became a gold medal champion. Since then, he has become more important to the emperor and has an unlimited future. The youngest country.
"Ma'am, you don't have to think for yourself but also for your own belly ..." Mo Xiang returned from Nie Wushuang's beauty for a long time, and could not help but persuade.
Before she finished speaking, Nie Wushuang raised a finger that was as white as snow and put it on her lips, her innocent and mischievous expression appeared on her soft face: "Shh, don't say it, it won't be fun if you hear it. . "
Mo Xiang returned to God and nodded quickly: "Slave knows, Madam wants to surprise Xiangguo adults." She covered her mouth and smiled back.
Nie Wushuang smiled and shook his head, his hand involuntarily touched the flat belly. She is happy! If you have any regrets with Gu Qinghong's three-year loving couple, it is that she has no children.
She wanted to give him a baby, but ... there was a glimmer of sadness in her clear eyes. I don't know if she is more attentive. Recently, Xianggong seems to have been cold to her a lot.
If she hadn't asked for it several times, he would have been sleeping in the study almost every night for two months. It is said that if the newly-appointed Prime Minister has a lot of affairs, there is no shortage of opportunities, but it seems that this should not be the case.
"His!" She wanted to know God, a needle stuck into her finger when she didn't notice the needle thread. Suddenly, the fingertips exuded large blood droplets.
Her heart beat, looking at the red blood, a little flustered.
Seeing the blood, is not good!
"Ma'am! Why haven't you slept yet?" The door suddenly sounded sweet. Nie Wushuang looked up with joy and saw Gu Qinghong standing at the door.
The night was very dark. He stood at the door, and the moonlight outside the window seemed to pour on him, making it clear that he looked like a fairy. The sword eyebrows are star-shaped, and if the knife is cut, the clear eyebrows are like ink paintings. They are handsome and elegant, and they are convincing at first glance.
He is the youngest and most brilliant talent of Qi Guo. At this moment, his thin lips contained an indescribable ridiculous smile, and quietly looked at Nie Wushuang in the room by the door.
Nie Wushuang quietly wiped off the blood from her hand, and stepped forward with a smile: "Sangong, why are you back now?" Her hand reached out to him, her fingertips were empty, but he avoided the hand calmly And walked into the room.