Chapter 18: eighteenth

On this day, God's face was particularly gloomy, and it was only after noon, but it seemed to be at night.
"It's going to change." Qiu Yutong murmured looking at the dark sky outside the Huxin Pavilion.
A cold wind roared past and rolled up the hanging white gauze on all four sides of the lake's pavilion. Above the large lake surface of Bihe Lake, only a few solitary withered leaves remained, trembling in the winter north wind.
"Full up." Lu Xiao put the glass on the stone table and said lightly.
Qiu Yutong pursed his lips and reluctantly poured another glass.
Since a few days ago, Sang Lingxi came to Daning Palace, and Lu Xiao had a somber face these days, as if who owed him millions of silver.
I don't know why today, Lu Xiao's mood is even worse. In the early dynasty, he directly killed two seriously dereliction of duty officials at the Wumen staff. After going down, he did not even go to the study room of Jingxin Temple, nor did he approve the award. The path reached Bihe Lake behind Daning Palace drink.
Lu Xiao raised his head and drank it, then put the empty glass on the table: "Full on."
Qiu Yutong couldn't help frowning: "Your Majesty, drinking it like this is bad for your health."
Lu Xiao glanced coldly at him, grabbed the hip flask directly, and drank himself.
"..." Qiu Yutong had nothing to say.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the dull sky rolled past a dull rumbling thunder.
Lu Xiao's hand shook gently.
"Wow!" The exquisite sheep fat jade glass suddenly fell to the ground and shattered on the hard and cold bluestone floor.
Qiu Yutong froze for a moment, and immediately remembered that Lu Xiao had been afraid of thunder since childhood.
More than ten years ago, on a sultry summer day, he took Xiao Luxiao on the road in the country, and suddenly it was pouring downpour, so he had to find a house in the country. The farmer's yard is very large and there are many houses. He and Xiao Luxiao live in two adjacent bedrooms.
That night, the storm was screaming and the ground was gleaming, and the lightning bolts were sizzling, and the thundering thunders were one after another. Qiu Yutong couldn't sleep and meditated on the bed with his eyes closed.
"Knock, Knock!" The door of the bedroom suddenly rang twice when Sangentian was there.
Qiu Yutong opened his eyes: "Who?"
Xiao Luxiao timidly protruded half of his head from outside the door. His hair was messy, his dark eyes still had a little wetness, and his voice was soft and waxy: "Master."
"..." Qiu Yutong couldn't resist and said softly, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Luxiao bit her lip and hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Xiao'er ... Can Xiao'er sleep with Master?"
Qiu Yutong was shocked.
At this moment, a thunderstorm sounded through the sky!
Xiao Luxiao shuddered involuntarily.
Qiu Yutong instantly understood that the child was afraid of thunder and said straightforwardly. He was soft and funny in his heart, and patted the bed beside him: "Come on."
Xiao Luxiao's eyes shone slightly, he quickly trot into the bed, and dragged a big pillow in his hand.
"You sleep inside." Qiu Yutong was afraid that the child would roll off the bed, so he let him sleep on the back side, shook away the thin quilt, gently wrapped the two, and then flicked his fingers, extinguished the table Candles.
The room was dark, occasionally illuminated by the bright lightning, and then