Rebirth: Charming Qingluo

Zheng Qingluo was well aware of the negative effects of taking medicine for long periods of time. After all, she had been exposed to simple medical techniques and had focused on learning pharmacology for a long time.

However, this was the first time she had such a clear understanding of a person's tenacity. If you have someone you want to protect, someone you want to cherish, or someone you want to keep with your life, you will have a persistence that others cannot make.

At this moment, Zheng Qingluo felt deep veneration for the Grand matriarch. Some love is selfish, selfish to the point of easily abandoning her son, some love is also great, so great that she would never give up for her child. Perhaps, this is also life.

"Luo Qingqi, I think what you said is not right. Although mufei is suffering, mufei may be very fortunate, although she lives in a remote corner of the country, living a life that is almost isolated from the rest of the world. She eats medicine and suffers from the torture of her body, but she has you."

"It's just like when I was young. I wasn't full and couldn't wear warm clothes every day. However, every time the food was brought over, I would think, I still have something to eat. Even if it's not that tasty, it can still wrap around my stomach."

"Whenever I wear clothes, although they are worn out and not very warm, I feel that after all, they will warm up my body a bit. After all, it will allow me to pass through this cold winter."

"These are all hope for life. When you live in poverty, your hope will become very small, but it will be extremely enticing."

Zheng Qingluo actually didn't know what power Zheng Qingluo had relied on to survive that time, but ever since she had received this body, she also had some ideas about this body. Maybe they accepted each other.

It was just like when Zheng Qingluo finally disappeared. She had experienced so much hope, but she couldn't see any hope. In the end, she gave up, even though her hope was so small.

She only hoped that her father would take a little bit of time out of the long days to see her. Even if it was only a glance from afar, she would never be able to find him.

"Perhaps when mufei was in that small back hall, praying for you through Buddhist scriptures, she would be happy for a few days when she heard that you were praised by the emperor for your lessons today. Then she would hear what kind of job you did and get rewarded by the emperor, so she would be happy again for a long time."

"Just like today, when she heard that you're married, she can kowtow and thank you. Look at mufei today, although her hair is a bit white and her body a bit weak, she's still in a good mood."

"So, don't think too much into it. As long as you live well, to mufei, that is her happiness." Her only hope was to see you, hear you, think of you, and pray for you!

The two of them continued to embrace, talking about intimate words one after another. Zheng Qingluo, who had already cried for a long time, felt her body become a little weak. In Luo Qingqi's warm embrace, she fell asleep in a daze.

When Luo Qingqi didn't even hear a reply from his, he slightly tilted his head and saw that Qingluo had closed his eyes and pursed his lips. His breathing was gentle and long as the corners of Luo Qingqi's mouth curved into a curve.

He stretched out his arm and arranged the pillow to the side. Then he gently placed Qingluo on the soft couch and helped her remove her shoes, as well as her outer clothes and shoes. Then, he pulled over a thin blanket to cover the two of them.

Just as he was about to lie down on the pillow, he once again focused his gaze on Qingluo's face. Because she was already asleep, only tranquility remained on her young face.

Her eyelashes were long, and under the light that shone through the window, it cast a shadow under her eyelids. Her hair was still tied up on her head, and she was even wearing a small phoenix crown and a few hairpins.

That neck was very thin, and was only as thick as Luo Qingqi's arm. Luo Qingqi then got up and took off the phoenix crown s and hairpins on her head, and even carefully scattered her hair. This time, she seemed to be comfortable, and the expression on his face was somewhat comfortable.

"So it turns out that it's really that easy for you to be satisfied." Luo Qingqi rubbed her hair once again, laid down, pulled up the blanket, and under the blanket, wrapped his arms around Qingluo's waist. He blinked twice awkwardly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

This sleep of his was extremely comfortable, it had been a long time since he had last slept. Every time he saw Grand matriarch, Luo Qingqi's mood would not be able to turn around for a few days, and he wouldn't be able to sleep even if he didn't eat good food.

He did not know what he was thinking. Did he want to see her, or did he not want to? He didn't want to think about it, but he was afraid to see her again. However, this time, although he still felt uncomfortable and even cried, his mood wasn't as simple as it seemed after chatting with Qingluo.

Luo Qingqi could not explain it clearly. He only knew that in his heart, his thoughts towards the Grand matriarch were different from before. After conversing with Qingluo, he seemed to be able to sense a little of mufei's feelings.

Therefore, this time, his sleep was exceptionally sweet. When he woke up, there was already no one by his side. There was only a thin blanket thoughtfully covering his body.

"You're awake. Drink some tea to moisten your throat." Zheng Qing Luo just happened to enter from the outside, and when she raised her head to look over, she met Luo Qingqi's gaze, and saw Luo Qingqi's pair of clear eyes looking at her, causing her heart to palpitate.

She kept feeling that she was at a loss of what to do in front of Luo Qingqi. She at least still hadn't confirmed her own thoughts, and didn't know if she should act more like a friend or a wife to him.

She walked over to the teapot and teacup on the table to cover her slight panic. "Drink slowly." He placed the teacup next to Luo Qingqi's mouth, but did not accept it.

Zheng Qingluo wasn't prepared for this. She choked a bit when she saw him swallow. She quickly pulled back her hand and used her other hand to caress his back. "What are you so anxious for? Take it slow."

When he was ready, he put the teacup next to his mouth and paid attention to the weight of the tea in his hand. After watching him drink the tea, he put down the teacup in his hand, took his shoes from beside the bed, squatted down, and helped him to hold them.

Luo Qingqi watched her patiently doing all of this, as traces of warmth floated up in his heart.

"I'll get Mo Fu to pour water." Luo Qingqi supported Qingluo's arm, and stood up from the bed. Qingluo had already picked up a piece of his house uniform, Luo Qingqi extended her arm, and helped Qingluo to help him put on his clothes.

"Mo Fu — —" As Qingluo helped him to put on his sleeves, she called out to the outside.

"Little — wangfei?" On the second day of their wedding, it took some time for the little girls to change their words. But luckily, although they often cried out that they were wrong, they did it quickly.

"Princess Consort, you're calling me a servant?" Mo Fu replied as she pushed the door open and entered. She just saw Qingluo dressing Seventh Prince and quickly took a few steps forward, wanting to help.

"There's no need for you here. Go get a basin of warm water and clean up the face of the prince." With Qingluo's instructions, Mo Fu obediently left the room.

Mo Li followed them into the inner room, bowed to the two of them, and then began to pack up the soft couch. This afternoon's nap was a bit early and a bit long, so they missed the time to eat lunch.

"My prince, my princess, the lunch is still in the outer or inner room. If you don't use it soon, I'm afraid it will be used with the dinner." Qingluo was blushing a little. It was only the first day of the wedding, she had been a bit too unruly.

"Put it in the outer room. The inner room has the smell of food, so it won't feel good." After making his decision, he realized that he did not have the intention to ask the Duke, so he quickly raised his face to face with the Seventh Prince.

"Your Highness, what do you think?" then laughed and scratched her nose, "Why do you have to ask me for such a small thing? You have the final say in this backyard, as her master, you have to make your own decision."

Although she said those words teasingly, Zheng Qingluo's heart calmed down a lot. At the very least, Seventh Prince gave her enough respect and love.

"Listen to your wangfei, place your lunch in the outer room." After confirming Zheng Qingluo's position, and helping Qingluo to reiterate her decision, Luo Qingqi was satisfied as he waited for Qingluo to button the last button for him.

"Let's wash our faces first. We'll be able to eat soon. We should be hungry as well." Mo Fu had already brought in the warm water, while Qingluo pushed Luo Qingqi to the side of the basin.

However, she was hungry, because she saw that Luo Qingqi was still sleeping. She didn't have the nerve to use it first, so she could only tell Mo Li and Mo Ju to prepare lunch.

"I'll do it myself." Seeing that Mo Fu had rolled up her sleeves and even extended her hand out, Luo Qingqi immediately grabbed the cloth and threw it into the water bowl in front of him, before she extended her hand towards Qingluo.

Qing Luo laughed, and rolled up his sleeves, while patting the back of his hand. He was actually still childish, so Mo Fu tactfully retreated to the side.

I've always handled these matters by myself. Back when I was at the side of the Emperor, I didn't want to give him too much trouble, so I always took care of myself. As time passed, I got used to being served by a girl.

When she was young, she was afraid that there would be too many people around her who could not differentiate between good and bad, hence she didn't dare to wait on someone else. Thinking of this, Qing Luo's heart ached a little, she realized more and more that although she wasn't born in the Royal Family, she and Luo Qingqi had too many similarities.

Especially this current body of hers, her experiences were astonishingly similar to Luo Qingqi's. Perhaps, this was the fate of her previous life and this was her current life.

The two of them sat down after they finished eating. After Mo Ju and Mo Li finished attending to the two of them and washed their mouths, Luo Qingqi asked, "Qingluo, are you tired?"

Zheng Qingluo shook her head. "I'm not tired. That sleep just now made up for everything."