"When is Lord Hou's birthday?"
Bo Ruoyou raised her beautiful eyes, and looked at Huo Weilou without blinking. His eyes were somewhat disturbed, and he calmed down and asked, "What do you do when you ask birthday?"
Bo Ruoyou withdrew from his arms, took out a sachet from his sleeve, and took out a bright yellow peace talisman written in cinnabar script from the sachet, "I begged for this from Lord Hou at Xiangguo Temple a month ago. But I don’t know the birthday of Lord Hou, the inside is empty.”
Huo Weilou was heartbroken, and pointed to the desk not far away, "Take a pen and paper."
Bo Ruoyou took a thin pen and a piece of soft paper, turned back and spread it on the couch, and handed the pen to Huo Weilou, but Huo Weilou didn't take it, he just held her in his arms and held her hand pen to paper.
A row of cursive strokes landed on the soft paper.
At the beginning of the twenty-first day of the twelfth lunar month in the seventh year of Jianhe.
After the last stroke was finished, Bo Ruoyou recited it silently in her mouth, thinking that Huo Weilou's birthday was also in winter, and was about to let go, but Huo Weilou still held her tightly, and he asked in her ear: "What is your birthday?" Woolen cloth?"
Bo Ruoyou said: "Jianhe thirteenth year of the first month of the ninth day of the ninth day of the lunar calendar."
When the words fell, Huo Weilou held her to write again, and the two rows of cursives came to an end, and her birthdays were juxtaposed on top of each other. Huo Weilou was satisfied with it, so he let go, and Bo Ruoyou couldn't help feeling his ears warm when he looked at the two rows of birthdays. , Huo Weilou put down the pen, waited for the ink to dry a little, folded the soft paper and put it in the safety amulet, "I will also go to Xiangguo Temple to offer incense in another day."
The amulet was properly put into the sachet, he took a closer look, stuffed it into his bosom again, then he hugged her and asked her about the situation in March, Bo Ruoyou mentioned the yamen case, and then talked about the complicated and trivial matters of the new house, gradually, his jaw dropped. He leaned heavily on her shoulder.
Bo Ruoyou saw the sky full of stars outside the window, and turned her head to look at him again. Her cold brows were stained by the dim light of the oil lamp, and she was a little extra gentle. She said softly, "Master Hou, it's getting late, Master Hou, please rest?"
Huo Weilou tightened his arms, and rubbed his cheek against the side of her neck, acting like a rascal.
Bo Ruoyou was concerned about his wounds, she didn't dare to struggle, and said in a low voice, "I'll come over early tomorrow..."
Huo Weilou let out a soft sigh from his throat, held her cheeks and made her turn back to kiss her, pressed down his bloodless thin lips, sucked her lips in his mouth, and invaded like a conqueror, unquestionably grinding and messing with her The mouth is fragrant and soft, Bo Ruoyou's breathing is chaotic, her face is red and her ears are hot, and the hand on her waist is full of strength, as if trying to embed her in her heart.
The itching is like wildfire, spreading from the limbs and bones, Bo Ruoyou's spine is limp, people seem to be floating on the waves, the ups and downs are all controlled by him, she half-opened the blurred wet eyes, only seeing desire floating in the bottom of Huo Weilou's pupils , it was scorching hot inside, trying to ignite her soul, Bo Ruo couldn't help but tremble, a shy and strange longing emerged from her bones...
At a certain moment, Huo Weilou suddenly separated from her.
Her eyelashes were wet, eyes full of shimmering waves, she looked at him suspiciously and innocently, as if she didn't know why he stopped, Huo Weilou looked at her blush cheeks, bright red lips, rolled her throat a few times, It took all his life to control himself to suppress the emotion in his heart, the delicate body in his arms seemed to be boneless, and his palm seemed to have an unstoppable desire, and he couldn't help rubbing her waist again and again.
"faint-"
His voice was low and confusing, and Bo Ruoyou responded like a cat, and leaned on his chest to calm down, and he couldn't help but put a series of small kisses on her forehead.
When Bo Ruoyou was sent home, her cheeks were still hot. She glanced at the upper room, and heard Aunt Liang say that Cheng Yunzhi had already rested, so she didn't go to greet her, and went back to her boudoir.
After taking a bath and lying down, Bo Ruoyou felt satisfied when she thought of Huo Weilou's return, and then thought of all the closeness tonight, she couldn't help pulling up the brocade quilt to cover her head and face, and she finally got a good night's sleep.
Early in the morning of the second day, Bo Ruoyou woke up and had breakfast, and went to see Huo Weilou with Cheng Yunzhi.
The neighboring mansions are plain and unremarkable, and because they lean against the corner of the street, they are very unobtrusive. The door opens and closes, and no one knows that the dignified Marquis Wu Zhao is actually resting here.
When the dressing was changed, Bo Ruoyou was still waiting outside, because there was no need to debride the wound, it was quick, Cheng Yunzhi called her in after a while, then packed the medical box and said: "I still have to go to the Lin Mansion, you stay here and watch."
Bo Ruoyou responded, and Cheng Yunzhi gave a few more instructions before leaving.
Huo Weilou looked at Bo Ruoyou, "What happened to the Lin family?"
"Aunt Lin fell ill. She was suffering from heart disease. I didn't know it before. A few days ago, because of a dispute with the eldest son of the Bo family, she became ill due to panic and anger. She was not well. These days, the foster father's day Every day I have to go to the government to visit the sick."
Bo Ruoyou said in detail, and also revealed that the eldest son of the Bo family wanted to get married earlier, Huo Weilou rubbed his fingers thoughtfully, "Since Mrs. Bo was convicted, it is also true that they want to implement the marriage with the Lin family earlier." common sense."
Bo Ruoyou didn't care, and after a while, the attendants brought the soup, Huo Weilou gulped it down, his face was a little more bloody than last night, Bo Ruoyou glanced outside the courtyard, "Eunuch Fu knows that Lord Hou is back."
"I know, but it is necessary to deceive people's eyes and ears. People in the house are now pretending that I have not returned."
Eunuch Fu is Huo Weilou's most trusted person. If he comes here, he must attract attention. Although Bo Ruoyou doesn't understand court affairs, he also feels that Huo Weilou's visit is unusual. His Highness Ling is in charge of the direct envoy, but is it true?"
Huo Weilou held her lips and asked her to sit beside her and talk, "Your Majesty respects me, but also avoids me, so that Si was not in the right place in his early years. Over the past few years, the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty have been feared both openly and secretly. They are all the hands and eyes of the direct envoys, when your majesty trusts me, these people are the eyes and ears of the emperor, if your majesty does not trust me, these people are my minions of Huo Weilou."
He suddenly remembered the old things, and his voice became light and soft, "It was the same in the early years when he was in charge of the army in the northern border. Five years later, His Majesty's suspicion has been committed again."
Bo Ruoyou's heartstrings were tense when she heard this, but at this time, Huo Weilou changed the subject, "But it's not the same now as before. In the past, I was still young, and my mother stayed in Beijing alone. Well… "
He gave a low laugh and lowered his eyes to look at her, "Now I have something to ask for, if I always give in, people will think that I have lost my temper."
Bo Ruoyou blinked, "I don't understand, Lord Hou is hiding now, is he trying to retreat..."
He couldn't help hugging her on his knees, and his chin rested on the hollow of her shoulder, "If we talk about retreating, it's better to look at the fire from the other side. The world thinks that I am today because of my mother's surname Zhao. Zhao Xinian was on the tenth day of the double tenth year, and he was favored by His Majesty, and he was already unwilling to accept it. He probably thought that he was of the Zhao family's blood, and I only had a foreign surname. If so, he was asked to try it. When he couldn't hold it and hurt his hand, I no longer dare to covet it."
His voice is gentle, but his words are sharp, and there is an unstoppable look between his eyebrows and eyes. He used to be a person who should not be approached by strangers, but now he retreats in front of her. Sex does not arise because of noble birth, nor does it die because his surname is not Zhao.
Bo Ruoyou looked at him with bright eyes, and Huo Weilou couldn't help pecking her lips, "Look at me like this, are you trying to seduce me?"
Bo Ruoyou leaned against his chest, "Then how long is Hou Ye going to watch?"
"The least is ten days, and the most is more than a month." At this point, he suddenly frowned, as if thinking of what made him dissatisfied.
Bo Ruoyou only asked if there was any omission, but saw Huo Weilou staring at her and said: "It's just that, but it will miss a serious matter."
"What's the matter?" Bo Ruoyou looked tense.
Huo Weilou's eyes were filled with profound meaning, "It's a matter of bestowing a marriage."
Bo Ruoyou breathed lightly, her red lips moved slightly, but for a moment she didn't know how to respond to him, Huo Weilou stroked her cheek, and whispered in a deceptive tone: "If you don't speak, then I will take it as your consent."
Bo Ruoyou rolled her eyes, and was about to speak hesitantly, but Huo Weilou suddenly held her chin and kissed her, swallowing all the words she wanted to say.
She groaned as if in protest, and was quickly kissed by Huo Weilou to the point of confusion.
Huo Weilou is hidden in the city, and there is indeed endless turmoil in the court. Ning Xiao, the deputy commander, has been south for more than a month, but there is still no trace of Wu Zhaohou. The power of envoys.
It's just that he didn't know what the direct envoy's driver wanted, he couldn't follow the law, and he wanted to use the direct envoy's hand to eradicate dissidents, but in a few days, he self-righteously revealed countless old cases, implicated more than a dozen court officials, and even the hidden Huang Family secrets would be implicated, but he naturally did not expect that these cases fell on top of Jianhe Emperor Yu's case, which immediately aroused Longyan's fury.
However, although the poison of suppressing the gold ointment in the southwest had an initial effect, the mountain people really rebelled, and the garrison was blocked by the mountain, but they were unable to suppress it. Now that Huo Weilou is alive or dead, Emperor Jianhe is in a state of desperation.
Seeing the chaos inside and outside the capital, the news that Huo Weilou was still alive finally reached the Chongzheng Hall.
If Emperor Jianhe sees a life-saving straw, he will take back the power of direct envoy from Zhao Xi until Huo Weilou arrives in Beijing. Zhao Xi is being impeached repeatedly by the family at this time, and he can't wait to throw away this hot potato, but even so, His prestige in the court has plummeted, and his previous arrogance has been wiped out, so that the eldest prince, who has always been depressed, has taken advantage of it.
In late September, when another autumn rain fell, Huo Weilou entered from the south gate of the capital, passed through Xuanwu Gate and entered the palace.