Ninefold Purple

Chen Jia walked out of the British mansion, and couldn't help but glance back at the side door of the British mansion.

The two doors were watching him and whispering.

His complexion could not help but sink.

Huzi who was waiting outside ran over and said eagerly: "Brother, is it done?"

"Let's talk when we go back." Chen Jia left the alley of the British government with a sullen face. [

Is it done?

I'm afraid I've been self-defeating this time!

Chinese New Year is approaching, but the emperor suddenly wants to live in Xiyuan for a few days, and the imperial guards each bring a guard to follow him. The son of Guang Enbo has won this opportunity, but it does not mean that he will stay with the emperor in Xiyuan for a few days. As if he had been brainwashed, he hated and hated the British prince from then on, and he no longer favored him.Maybe the British prince had already made up his mind, his warning was like a clown, not to mention it, it would make people feel that he was eager for quick success, which ruined the good impression he had left on the British prince and his wife.

But he can't do it if he doesn't go through this journey.

After so many days, he really couldn't think of anything that the wife of the prince of the British government needed. He couldn't just watch the relationship that was built with great difficulty just be broken like this?

We can only make a fuss about the safety of the British prince.

Mrs. Shizi really saw him immediately...

He couldn't help clenching his fists.

It would be great if I could think more carefully, the director of the plane prison.

Too reckless this time.

Chen Jia thought of Dou Zhao's calm face like water, and deeply regretted it.

Dou Zhao walked out of the small flower hall, and did not go back directly to the inner room, but turned a corner and went up the rockery of Taihu Lake not far behind the small flower hall.

She sat in the gazebo on the rockery and looked at the Xixiangyuan.

The towers and water pavilions of the Xixiangyuan, the trees are reborn, and the maids can only see their red or green skirts through the gaps in the trees.It has the depth of the courtyard.

Dou Zhao sneered.

She whispered to Su Xin.

Su Xin was shocked, and said: "Is that so, okay?"

"If he is the first grader, don't blame me for being the fifteenth grader." Dou Zhao's eyes were cold, "It's not like you don't know what he did to the prince."

Su Xin respectfully responded, and helped Dou Zhao down the rockery. [

Back in the inner room, Dou Zhao had a gentle smile on his brows and eyes.

Zhao Zhangru said, "What does the surname Chen want you to do?"

The aunt who was dismantling old clothes with Ganlu also put down her work and looked at Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao smiled wryly in his heart, and said, "Master Chen has a friend who works in the Army and Horse Division of the Five Cities. He wanted to meet the prince, so he asked to come to me."

Zhao Zhangru said disdainfully: "It turns out that I want the son to be promoted and get rich!"

The aunt said to Dou Zhao in a warm voice: "The affairs in the officialdom are complicated! Sometimes he comes to beg you. If you don't answer, you offend others. If you answer, you drag yourself into trouble." .Sometimes he is clearly against you, but he can stand by your side at critical times and overcome difficulties with you. I think Shizi is a very stable person and respects you very much. You have to mix these things. For the rest of my life, I will listen to my son."

Dou Zhao nodded repeatedly.

My aunt always thought that Dou Zhao was a smart and responsible child, so she didn't say anything more, and let Ganlu pick up some old clothes that had been disassembled.Said: "I'll take it back to the house and cut it later."

Gan Lu wondered: "Does my uncle have no scissors? I'll go get you some right away."

"No!" Auntie stopped Ganlu and said with a smile, "It's best not to use the knife or scissors in front of Shougu these days."

Ganlu pursed her lips and smiled.

Zhao Zhangru said: "There is still this rule? Why don't I know?"

The aunt thought that Dou Zhao was three years younger than her own daughter.But I have to rely on myself for everything, but I was born in the rich and I don’t know how to be rich. I am lazy and don’t want to learn anything. When something happens, I know how to yell and don’t use my brain.Feeling a little displeased in her heart, she scolded her and said, "What else do you know besides eating?"

Zhao Zhangru lost his temper when he saw his mother.He hurriedly hid behind Dou Zhao, and protested in a low voice: "Eating Yemeni knowledge is what Daddy said!"

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

The little servant girl announced loudly through the curtain: "The son is back!"

The aunt glared at Zhao Zhangru fiercely, then put on a smile and stood up.

Because of his in-laws, Song Mo came in to salute his aunt, and then retreated. He didn't return to the inner room until after dinner and his aunt and Zhao Zhangru returned to the guest room.

Dou Zhao hurriedly asked him: "Where did you serve dinner? What did you eat? Are you ready? What are you doing when you are alone in the outer courtyard? Will it be very chatty?"

After the words fell, she felt a stagnation in her heart. 1949 I am from the future.

Ever since she married Song Mo, Song Mo would accompany her whenever she left the Yamen, and it was the first time that she went to the outer courtyard after saying hello like this.

The rich and powerful families live their lives, which house does not have women in the inner courtyard and men in the outer courtyard. At night, the men want to rest in the main room so that the couple can see each other? [

Back then, when Wei Tingyu didn't have any errands, he had to socialize with this and that every day. He didn't have time to stay at home. Song Mo was not only the Jinwu Guard's job, but also supervised the military and horse divisions of the five cities. He didn't know many people, but instead Be with her every day...

Dou Zhao couldn't help hugging Song Mo's arm, and said: "Auntie and cousin will stay at home for a while, if you talk, call your friends to play at home or go out to socialize with them, and don't stay alone in the outer courtyard , all alone, with no one to talk to."

Song Mo smiled and said, "Why do I feel like I'm at home when I hear this?"

"Who dislikes you at home?" Dou Zhao smiled, his voice was extra soft, "Aren't I afraid that you will talk alone?"

Listening to Song Mo, he only felt soul-stirring.

He said softly: "It's not interesting to go out to socialize, either to drink flowers and wine, or to listen to music, it's noisy, it's better to stay at home!"

Dou Zhao thought of Wei Tingyu's occasional smell of strange powder...

It can be seen that the entertainment of men is similar.

If Song Mo's body is also contaminated with that smell...

The thought just passed by in a flash, and she felt as if her heart was overwhelmed, and she couldn't help throwing up beside the washbasin.

"What's wrong?" Song Mo hugged Dou Zhao in a panic, "What's wrong? Should I call my aunt over?"

"No need," Dou Zhao bent down and vomited a few more times before taking the plain silk handkerchief and wiping his mouth, "It will be uncomfortable sooner or later, my aunt said it's normal."

"Oh!" Song Mo Wei An, took the tea held by Ganlu and personally served Dou Zhao to rinse his mouth.Carrying Dou Zhao onto the kang, he smiled and said, "No wonder filial piety is the first priority in everything, raising a child is really not easy!"

Dou Zhaojiao said angrily: "You only know now that you want to treat me better!"

As soon as the words came out, she was suddenly embarrassed.

How did it come to this.

I'm not a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, so I can't tell what is true and false, and I have to pretend to ask my relatives and friends to be good?

Song Mo likes her inadvertent coquettishness in front of him, which only shows that Dou Zhao trusts and relies on him, so he is scruples in front of him.

"Am I not good enough for you?" He frowned in feigned embarrassment and asked. "Then tell me, how should I treat you?"

Embarrassed, Dou Zhao changed the subject somewhat abruptly: "That's right. Chen Jia came to see me today, saying that the emperor is going to live in Xiyuan for a while, and Dong Qi is taking the Jinwu guards with him. Do you mind if you stay at home?"

"The emperor and the empress have a quarrel, and they are going to live in Xiyuan for a while in anger. The itinerary has not yet been finalized. It is not certain whether to go or not." Song Mo whispered into her ear, "Don't shout out!"

Dou Zhao was dumbfounded.

Song Mo had already puffed hot air into her ear and asked her, "Tell me, how should I treat you to be considered good?"

That ambiguous tone made Dou Zhao blush.

"Go and wash the reborn loli, the pure bird husband is not easy to mess with!" She dismissed him a little embarrassed, "Rest early."

Song Mo chuckled.But he took the opportunity to rely on her, and insisted on Dou Zhao explaining clearly how to treat her well.Radu couldn't pull it away.

The servants in the house have gradually become accustomed to the noble and elegant Shizi who likes to make jokes when he meets his wife, as if he is a different person, they all pretended not to see it, and retreated with lowered eyes.

Song Mo gradually lost control of himself.

Dou Zhao hurriedly pressed his hand, and his voice became a little hoarse: "You promised me not to mess around."

Song Mo's body was a little stiff, and he took a long time to withdraw his hand.

Dou Zhao retreated to the door and sat down.

Song Mo looked away uncomfortably.He whispered, "I'm going to wash up."

Only then did Dou Zhao realize that his behavior seemed to dislike Song Mo and wanted to avoid him.

She tugged at Song Mo's sleeve.With lowered eyelids, she said in a voice like a mosquito: "I'm afraid I can't help it, and I'm following your wishes..." As he said that, his face was already flushed.

Song Mo thought that he was under his body, from stiff to soft, from soft to as long as he was himself, he would be emotional at the slightest touch... His chest suddenly seemed to flow with spring water, soft, soft, as if As if the waves were about to overflow, Yu couldn't help but leaned over and hugged Dou Zhao, and kissed her temples delicately.

Dou Zhao sighed.

Although the voice was soft, Song Mo still heard it.

He raised his head and stared at Dou Zhao with clear eyes: "What's wrong?"

When Dou Zhao saw his figure, it was reflected in his eyes.

Does this count as me in you and you in me?

Fascinated, she stretched out her hand, stroked the corner of his eyes gently, and murmured: "Don't drink flower wine from now on..."

Song Mo was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Okay, I won't drink flower wine in the future!"

He held Dou Zhao in his arms.

Dou Zhao's face was hot, and he was buried in Song Mo's arms and couldn't lift it up.

Under the eaves, the red lanterns swayed cheerfully in the wind, shedding a glowing red light.

Rumors abounded in Xixiangyuan: "Do you know? Grandpa Guo is not going to live long?"

"This kind of thing, can you say it casually?"

"I didn't lie to you. The emperor is going to live in Xiyuan for a few days. He was going to take the son there, but the prince is ill. The prince is afraid that the prince will be at any time... He specially invited the emperor to take care of the sick at home."

"Impossible, right? I see that the Duke's face is full of red, and he doesn't look like he is sick and blind!"

"What do you know, this is the return of the light! Otherwise, why did the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital prescribe prescriptions for nourishing qi and nourishing blood?"

"That's right! The imperial physician at the Royal Hospital said that the Duke of the State was suffering from a cold, but he didn't cough or have a fever. It doesn't look like a cold at all... Are you really right?"

The voice of the person who spoke was even lower: "I heard that Yizhitang bought a lot of incense candles and white cloth a few days ago and came back..."

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