A few people tremblingly greeted Zhao Wang and Zhao Wang's husband, Shangshu Gongzi kicked the servants around him, "Why are you still in a daze, why don't you hurry up and serve the prince and Wang Fu well."
Those sons obediently invited Bai Luo and Jimo Ge to sit at the main seats, poured wine, ordered the song and dance that had stopped just now to continue, and then said to the old bustard: "Hurry up and call your oiran to serve you here." He looked at Bai Luo, then at Jimo Ge, and finally disappeared under Jimo Ge's murderous eyes. His pig head! This kind of couples who come to the flower boat don't know which one to let the girl serve
Bai Luo didn't make things difficult for them, he waved his hand, "No need." He just came to experience and join in the fun.
Singing and singing were not very interesting, the guests just sat upright under the pressure of Jimo Ge, and when they thought of those gentlemen holding women in their arms, and the gestures of women feeding wine and fruit, they reminded him and Jimo Ge.
He also leans lazily in Jimo Ge's arms, eating the walnuts and lychees peeled by Jimo Ge. The difference is that other people's arms are soft and gentle women, while his is a tall and considerate man. No matter what, he could be regarded as drunk and lying on the lap of a beauty, Bai Luo smiled because of his imagination.
Seeing Bai Luo smiling at those pretentious women, Jimo Ge's face turned darker, and my whole body exuded my displeasure.
Bai Luo stood up and stretched out his hand to Jimo Ge, "We're going back."
Jimo Ge quickly held Bai Luo's hand and stood up. Over there, the boat has been cleverly set up, waiting for the two to pass.
Bai Luo looked at those young masters with pale faces, and said amusedly, "You play slowly, Jimo is not someone who will sue."
After returning to their boat, it was really suitable for them, and even the air on the flower boat was filled with the fragrance of cosmetic powder.
Bai Luo looked at Jimo Ge's gloomy face, pinched Jimo Ge's face helplessly, and pulled an upward arc, "Give me a smile." Then he smiled himself, "Don't smile, I'll give you a smile."
Jimo Ge was not amused, he hesitated and said: "Those prostitutes who are not clean, if you want, those who come from a clean background."
"Jimo," Bai Luo interrupted the pained Jimo song, he didn't know why Jimo song insisted on pretending to be magnanimous and told him to find a woman with a clean family background to leave an heir, even though he was very reluctant. How can love tolerate the existence of a third party? Obviously the one with the most power to question and accuse the other party of infidelity.
"I'm not interested in them. It's the two of us who have been living together."
Jimo Ge's heart tightened for a while, and he hugged Bai Luo tightly. He was not only grateful for the happiness at this moment, but also fearful. He was afraid that Bai Luo would regain his memory. pain.
Feeling Jimo Ge's trembling, Bai Luo patted Jimo Ge's back, thinking that Jimo Ge still cared about what he said in the morning that he would go to the brothel, "Okay, okay, I promise I will never come to this kind of place again."
At noon, the boat docked, and the two were going to a restaurant for lunch. Bai Luo and Jimo Ge entered the private room on the second floor. Looking out from the window, they could have a panoramic view of the bustling underground streets, bustling with each other, and the scenery was also excellent. A row of green trees in the distance was very eye-catching.
After a while, the table was covered with dishes, all of which Bai Luo liked. "Why don't you order something you like?"
"I like to eat whatever you like." Jimo Ge doesn't have much demand for food. After three years at the border, even some tricky tastes have all been smoothed out.
Bai Luo looked at Jimo Ge with a smile, fed him a mouthful of vegetables, and said to Jimo Ge: "Don't talk to me all the time, two big men are too tired."
Originally, when Bai Luo fed him vegetables, Jimo Ge's heart beat fast, but when he heard this, he almost choked and coughed non-stop.
Bai Luo patted Jimo Ge's back and handed him a glass of water.
Jimo song finally stopped, almost coughing up tears, looking at Bai Luo with a bit of pitifulness.
The two looked at each other, and suddenly felt a numb current flowing between them, Bai Luo couldn't help but kissed Jimo Ge together.
After the two let go, they looked at each other and laughed tacitly.
Jimo Ge secretly held Bai Luo's hand, "Luo Er, I am happy with you."
The smile on Bai Luo's face grew wider, "I know," Jimo Ge said when he just woke up, "You said that you have loved me since you were a child."
Jimo Ge blushed. Even though the atmosphere is good and Bai Luo is very happy, he still dare not ask, "What about you?"
As if seeing Jimo Ge's thoughts, Bai Luo put his head against Jimo Ge's head, and the two breathed intertwinedly, "I am the same, and I am also happy with you."
Bai Luo's soft voice was like a thunderbolt exploding in his heart. Jimo Ge pinched himself, and then he regained his reason with a 'hiss' sound, hugged Bai Luo and turned around, "I'm not dreaming , I’m not dreaming, Luoer, can you say it again, please, again? You also like me, it’s Jimo Song, not someone else?”
Jimo Ge wasn't sure if he was hallucinating just now, and was eager to get Bai Luo's affirmation.
Bai Luo was dizzy from being turned around. His strength was originally inferior to Jimo Ge's, and he couldn't stop the excited Jimo Ge. After finally stopping, he met Jimo Ge's eager eyes and said helplessly: "Yes, it's you, Bai Luo Luo Xin is happy with Jimo song." There is no face left, what are the two big men saying about love, the heart is happy, is the flesh numb
Jimo Ge was called away by his subordinates, as if there was something urgent, Bai Luo had almost eaten, and was eating the leftovers, when the door opened, Bai Luo raised his head, thinking He came back so soon after singing Jimo song, he thought it was something tricky when he saw the hurried expression of that subordinate, "Jimo, you," it's not Jimo song, but a majestic young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, wearing a black robe, low-key Luxurious and extraordinary.
Jimo song was not by his side, no one came to remind him who it was.
The young man stared closely at Bai Luo, looked at Bai Luo's ruddy lips, his eyes flashed, and his voice was hoarse, "Bai Luo."
The voice was very familiar. Bai Luo recalled the people he had met in the past few days, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. Isn't this the emperor he met that night? When he met him in a hurry, the sky was dark, and Bai Luo didn't even see the other party carefully. Face, only from the embroidered golden dragon on the bright yellow clothes, it can be deduced that he is the emperor. The other person's face now vaguely resembled that night's, and his voice was the same again, and Bai Luo finally confirmed his identity.
However, seeing the other party's appearance of a private visit, Bai Luo didn't mention his identity, put on a look of an elder, frowned and said seriously: "You should call me uncle. Although I'm not much older than you, But after all, I am your uncle's wife, so you should call me uncle."
Bai Luo never mentioned that he should kneel down to pay respects to the emperor, but insisted that he was an elder and could not salute the younger generation.
Jimo Lin shook his body, "Bai Luo, I was wrong. I shouldn't have let you enter the palace for me. I regret and blame myself all the time. Would you please come back to me?"
Bai Luo was stunned, what's going on? Is he dating a pair of uncles and nephews at the same time? Such a heavy mouth
Maybe it was Bai Luo's stunned and unbelievable expression that gave Jimo Lin courage, and Jimo Lin walked towards Bai Luo, "At the beginning, Jimo Ge was too powerful, and you had no choice but to enter the palace. Now, he is no longer my opponent. Now, we can be together without any worries." As he spoke, he wanted to hug Bai Luo.
Bai Luo pushed Jimo Lin away at once, stood up, unable to say the weak words of 'don't come here', glared at Jimo Lin, and kept a distance from him.
What's the situation now? Why hasn't Jimo song come back
"The position of imperial husband has always been yours, and I only have you in my heart. As long as you nod, I won't touch those women in the harem, okay?"
"Presumptuous, I'm your uncle, you, you are rebellious!" Bai Luo was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he babbled nonsense.
The door was knocked open with a bang, and Jimo Ge appeared majestically at the door, Bai Luo was overjoyed, walked over hurriedly, and grabbed Jimo Ge's sleeve.
At this time, Jimo Ge's heart was at peace. He was lured out by some things just now, and halfway through the process, Jimo Ge suddenly realized that the timing was too coincidental, and the hidden guard he left for Bai Luo was also missing, so don't think about it, it must be Jimo Lin's handwriting.
"I don't know the emperor's arrival, we husband and wife are far away, and we hope to forgive our sins."
Jimo Lin's eyes darkened, "King Zhao doesn't need to be too polite. It's my sudden visit, it's abrupt."
Jimo Lin looked at Bai Luo affectionately, there seemed to be thousands of emotions in his eyes, "Take care of yourself."
Jimo Ge blocked Jimo Lin's sight, "Don't worry about it, the Emperor, I will take good care of my husband."
Bai Luo looked at Jimo's song, the current Jimo's song was not the same as the one in front of his eyes, he was like a docile and caring golden retriever in front of him, he was at a loss for his intimacy and teasing, would blush and shy, a bit silly. But no matter whether he was facing other noblemen or the emperor, Jimo Ge's aura was fierce, like a sharp sword, with an astonishing aura.
Jimo Ge's eyes flickered. He left just now because the information he found showed that Bai Luo was the person who sent the news from his palace. If it had been before, he might have believed that Bai Luo became the internal correspondent of his palace because of Jimo Lin. But now, Bai Luo has no memory at all, and he doesn't remember Jimo Lin at all, but it's all Jimo Lin's clumsy trick to drive the relationship between him and Bai Luo apart.
After Jimo Lin left, Bai Luo breathed a sigh of relief before he could calm down and think about Jimo Lin's words.
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