Ninefold Purple

It can't be said that he is very happy because he is one step away from King Liao, right?

Dou Zhao muttered in his heart, and felt a little ridiculous, so he squinted at Song Mo with a half-smile, and replied charmingly, "You only know".

Song Mo was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

With Dou Zhao, there are always things that make him happy.

He stretched out his long arms, hugged Dou Zhao horizontally, bit her ear and said, "Let's go have dinner."

When the incident happened suddenly, Dou Zhao couldn't help but exclaimed, and hurriedly put his arms around Song Mo's neck, only to realize that he was held in Song Mo's arms.

"Put me down quickly!" She blushed, "You haven't lighted the lamp yet, why are you messing around?!"

The appearance of trying to be calm but unable to hide his embarrassment made Song Mo laugh again, and blew hot air on her neck, and said in an ambiguous tone: "If you hold the lamp, can you mess around?"

This guy can say anything!

The more embarrassed you are, the more interesting he will find it.

How could people outside think that he was scheming and ruthless?

Dou Zhao cursed in his heart, Song Mo had carried her to the banquet room effortlessly.

Ganlu and the others were busy arranging dishes with chopsticks, as if they hadn't seen anything.

Dou Zhao could not help but let out a long sigh.

The two sat down facing each other for dinner.

Song Mo raised his head to look at Dou Zhao from time to time, and moved all the dishes that Dou Zhaoduo had picked up with two chopsticks to her hand.

Inexplicably, a sweetness surged up in Dou Zhao's heart.

After dinner, the two of them sat on the large kang next to them, drinking tea and talking at the same time.

"After you left, I met Chen Jia." Dou Zhao told Song Mo about the situation at that time.

Song Mo laughed straight after hearing this, and said, "He's really smart and knows how to go your way!"

Dou Zhao listened to what he said.Asked: "So, Chen Jia did meet those people who robbed him by chance?"

Song Mo nodded, and a cold light like crushed ice flashed across his eyes.

He glanced in the direction of Xixiangyuan, and said in a low voice: "It's that person's handwriting!"

Dou Zhao was taken aback, and lost his voice: "How could it be..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that his question was so good and unreasonable. [

Besides Song Yichun, who else in the world would hate Song Mo so much?

Even if it was aimed at her, it was nothing more than Xiang Zhuang's sword dancing, aiming at Pei Gong.

It can be under the three cardinal principles and five constant principles.Even if father and son were fighting each other, it was impossible for Song Yichun to be naked\"naked"\"naked" like this!Therefore, he couldn't bear the consequences of killing his son, otherwise, he could have chased and killed Song Mo himself with a knife.Why bother to make so many troubles?

But why did Song Yichun attack in this way at this time?

Dou Zhao couldn't help pondering: "What happened? It's so unreasonable for him to act like this!"

Song Mo looked stern, and said in a deep voice: "The identities of the two dead men have been determined. As for why he is like this, we are still investigating, and it is estimated that there will be results in these two days."

Dou Zhao looked at Song Mo's icy and calm face, and felt heartache.

She would rather he laughed and joked with herself as he did just now.

That's how normal people live!

Dou Zhao is silent.He hugged Song Mo's waist and leaned on Song Mo's shoulder.

It seemed like this could give Song Mo some warmth and make him feel less lonely and cold.

Song Mo smiled and scratched Dou Zhao's nose.Whispered: "What's the matter? Did you miss me? I will devote myself to death later..."

This bastard!

Ever since I got married with her, I haven't been serious for a moment.

Dou Zhao punched him hard.

Song Mo blinked at her, looking like "I'm not wrong. Why did you hit me".

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing "puchi".

The depression and sadness just now disappeared like smoke and disappeared.

Dou Zhao was slightly taken aback.

perhaps.Is this Song Mo's purpose?

don't let yourself be sad...

She looked at Song Mo seriously. [

Song Mo stared at her seriously, with an undisguised smile in his eyes.

Dou Zhao leaned over and kissed his lips tenderly and tenderly.

Song Mo was surprised, and responded enthusiastically to her.

But Dou Zhao didn't let Song Mo succeed in the end: "I'm a little uncomfortable, just bear with it..."

Song Mo took an inch and took her hand to shake the high-spirited body under him: "Then help me."

Dou Zhao has never done such a thing in his two lifetimes.

She thought it was too presumptuous.

Song Mo hugged her and called "Shougu", his body was as hot as boiling water.

Dou Zhao buried his head in Song Mo's arms, blushed, closed his eyes, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Early the next morning, Song Mo got up refreshed and went to practice boxing, while Dou Zhao was wrapped in the quilt and didn't want to move.

Gan Lu blushed and reminded Dou Zhao: "It's time."

Usually at this time, she is already sitting and sewing in the tea room of Xixiangyuan.

But today, she was not even in the mood to deal with Song Yichun.

"Find a clever young man to guard the gate," Dou Zhao lazily told Gan'lu, "If anyone comes to visit the Duke, ask him to report to me immediately, and we will go to the Xixiangyuan when the time comes." It's not too late to sit in the tea room."

Ganlu was tongue-tied and spoke for a while, "I'm afraid those mothers who are in charge in the mansion will gossip."

If word spread, Dou Zhaoke would bear the reputation of being unfilial.

Dou Zhao smiled lazily: "Then you spread my words, just to see who likes to tell tales."

Ganlu was uneasy, but she didn't dare to go against Dou Zhao's intention, so she quickly spread the word.

The British government was in an uproar, but one could think of the turbulent undercurrent between Dou Zhao and Mrs. Song, those respectable mothers in charge and the thoughtful maids all kept silent strangely.

Dou Zhao sighed: "It's better for the servants of the British government to cultivate themselves better. If it's up to us, we won't be able to fly around."

Ganlu, who was serving Dou Zhao to drink tea, couldn't help pouting, and said, "We're all scared to death, you still have the heart to make jokes."

Su Xin is getting married, and she has put all her thoughts on Dou Zhao these few years, and has not bought anything. Dou Zhao asked Liao Bifeng to arrange a competent steward, and let the steward accompany the Bie sisters to purchase the dowry.Ganlu and Sujuan took over the errands of Suxin and Sulan, serving Dou Zhao closely.

It's a pity that these two are about to get married!

Dou Zhao sighed in his heart, and ordered Gan "Lu" to take out two sets of quilts from his dowry.

Gan "Lu" thought it was for Su Xin, so she took a bed of bright red red phoenix facing the sun, and a bed of emerald green with a hundred birds facing the phoenix.

Dou Zhao said, "It's for the son of the world."

Ganlu opened his mouth wide.

When Song Mo came back in the evening, he was more surprised than Ganlu when he saw the quilt on the kang. He salivated and smiled and said, "You won't be angry if you don't?" Then he whispered to her, "Who hugged the quilt last night?" I won't let go even for a moment?"

Thinking of the beautiful scenery last night, Dou Zhao's cheeks turned red little by little.But the attitude is very firm: "Either you sleep on the kang, or you sleep in the study."

Only then did Song Mo hold back his smile, and said solemnly, "Shou Gu, tell me the truth, what's wrong with you?"

Dou Zhao didn't know whether he was annoyed that Song Mo could do anything or he was annoyed that he couldn't refuse his temptation.He stared at him and said, "You still ask me? How can you be so ignorant of restraint?"

Song Mo touched his nose embarrassingly.

It's not that he can't control himself, he just likes to watch Dou Zhao lose control under him.

However, thinking of Dou Zhaohong's swollen stamens, he felt a little guilty, so he didn't dare to say more, and obediently went to rest on the kang.

Dou Zhao looked at the soft heart in a mess, and prepared tea for him himself.Moved a lamp over, sat on the edge of his kang and murmured: "I'll be fine after two days' rest."

Song Mo took her hand: "Then you sleep with me on the kang. I promise not to move."

How is that different than being in bed.

Dou Zhao was angry, and said, "You also know that you use your hands and feet."

Ignoring Song Mo, turned around and went straight to bed.

Waking up thirsty in the middle of the night.But he found that Song Mo had climbed onto the bed at some point, and was sleeping soundly curled up beside her.

Dou Zhao laughed.

Gently helped Song Mo tuck the corner of the quilt.

The next day, he ordered Ganlu to put the two quilts back into the cage.

Song Mo pretended not to know, and rested on the bed as usual, but he was much more honest.

Dou Zhao's mind is on Su Xin's marriage.

Dowry house.Grange, Pavement.Jewelry, utensils... everything is indispensable, and every matter is big or small, you have to ask about it one by one.

The second young lady and the third young lady of the Lu family who came to visit the house met and laughed so hard that they couldn't stand upright, and teased her: "Are you marrying a maid? Or are you marrying a girl?" ?”

Dou Zhao is really in the mood to marry a girl.

But it's not clear to the young ladies like them who have been smooth sailing to this day.

She simply avoided talking about it, and said with a smile: "What kind of wind brought the two sisters-in-law here today?" Then she ordered Ganlu, "Go and tell the woman on the stove that I have kept two young wives. ’ ‘Grandma’ is eating at home.”

Ganlu went away in response.

The second grandma of the Lu family is the wife of Lu Han, the eldest grandson of Princess Ningde, and the third grandma of the Lu family is the wife of Lu Qin, the second grandson of Princess Ningde. , Qiqi said, "Today I want to taste the handicrafts of my cousin's sister's mother-in-law".

Dou Zhao was secretly surprised.

The two young "grandmothers" came from prominent backgrounds. She had just married into the British government and had no friendship with each other. Why did the two of them treat her so affectionately, as if they intended to befriend her?

She entertained the two of them calmly.

Lu Sanshao's "grandma" and "grandma" talked about the birthday of Mrs. Liujing Guogong's mansion at the beginning of next month: "Shall we go together when the time comes?"

In her previous life, she often went to Duke Jing's mansion, but she never left any pleasant memories. In this life, she really has no interest in Duke Jing's mansion.

"Let's talk about it at that time!" Dou Zhao explained with a smile, "The Duke is still sick!"

Both the second young grandma and the third grandma were full of astonishment: "Is the Duke's illness still not cured?"

Song Yichun couldn't tell outsiders that it was because the Dou family put too much makeup on their daughter-in-law, right?Therefore, the British government always said that Song Yichun had contracted the cold.

Dou Zhao hesitantly agreed, and talked about the anecdote of Kyoto with the two young ladies of the Lu family.

The two young mistresses are exquisite and transparent people. Since Dou Zhao doesn't want to talk more, they won't ask too much. Everyone talks about the family's troubles, but they are happy and happy, and there is a lot of laughter.

But in the afternoon, a servant girl came in and reported: "Ma'am, there is a surnamed Chen from Jinyiwei Town, who sent his mother-in-law to see his wife. He said that he went to Tianjin on business a few days ago and got a few baskets of pomegranates. Send some to Madam for a taste." (To be continued)

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