"Hidden tent" 57

When he reached Zhu Hong's small gate, he suddenly stopped.

Looking at the man's frozen figure, Yin Zhong shouted tentatively, "Master?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiuxiao looked sideways and said, "Don't follow me."

After saying that, he turned around and went straight to the direction of the ancestral hall.

The night was dark, and two street lights were lit on the dim path, and the light was half bright and half vague. The night after the rain was clear enough. Soon, the seductive stars popped up one by one, hanging high with the bright moon.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door of the ancestral hall was pushed open.

Lu Jiuxiao walked in with wine, closed the door with his backhand, and lit a candle on the square wooden table.

It is clear in the hall that the tablets in the left corner are also clearly visible.

He stared at the two words tightly, approached with a look of expressionless face, and reached out to hold the tablet in his hand.

To be honest, he could not have any affection for a lifeless tablet. His understanding of Lu Lan was just two words "your aunt" that Yuan occasionally mentioned when he was young, and there was no more.

The man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was ridiculed and sarcastic. It turned out that he was really not the son of Yuan...

But it doesn't seem to be much surprising.

He knew it long ago, didn't he?

When he first came to Kyoto, he was out of touch with this aristocratic circle. Later, it was reported that the young prince of the Hou's mansion was not from Mrs. Hou.

He was dissatisfied and could not make any arguments, so he started to make a statement.

But the young man's mind was the most sensitive. From not believing to be skeptical, it only took a few months.

And in the past few months, all the small details can be gradually magnified in his eyes.

For example, when he did something wrong with Lu Wan, Yuan punished Lu Wan only. Even if he tried hard to cause trouble, he never got her scolded him.

He knew that he was different from Lu Wan.

Lu Jiuxiao's eyes were red, but he never thought that he would not be Lu Xing's son.

He held Lu Lan's tablet, slowly slid to the base of the table, carried the pot and drank two sips of wine.

Since he was young, Lu Xing has been very distant from him. As a general, he never taught Lu Jiuxiao to practice martial arts and swords, let alone other things. Lu Jiuxiao had long been used to it. Not only did he get used to it, but he even learned Lu Xing's violent temper to a certain extent, trying to attract his attention.

Admittedly, he was successful.

After Lu Jiuxiao was under house arrest five years ago, it was even rarer for them, father and son. Before Lu walked, he clearly told him that he did not have to practice martial arts anymore, and that the soldiers and horses in northern Ji would not be handed over to him in the future.

This sentence is like a thorn, which has been under the heart of the boy for a long time.

He has never understood that Lu Jiuxiao is so unworthy of being Lu Xing's son?

Thinking of this, his eyes bent, and a sound of laughter overflowed from the corner of his mouth. With a "stop", a white bead fell into the wine pot along the outline.

It turns out that it's not unworthy, but that he is not at all.

In the quiet yard, a few extremely low and heavy doors came from the door of the house, which seemed to be laughing and crying. Then, with a "shortness", the wine pot was smashed on the door of the house, shattering all over the floor.

Outside the ancestral hall, the two guards who were sneaking in to look at me and I look at you, and the horror on their faces was self-evident.

What happened when I entered the palace?

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The clapper at midnight started and a "bang" sounded, awakening the sleeping person on the small table in the main room.

Shen Shiqi straightened his back with his back rubbed against the ground, looked around, and then he let out a breath.

She reached out and covered the medicine cup in front of her, it was already cold.

Chen Shizi picked up the bowl and was about to turn around, the door of the house was knocked open with a "wave". Yin Zhong half-helped and half-pulled the drunken man into the house.

Seeing Chen Shipiao, he couldn't help but be stunned. When he looked at the medicine in her hand, he immediately understood and said, "Miss Chen, my master is drunk, I may not be able to use medicine tonight."

Chen Shizi was stunned, nodded, and went over to help.

Yin Zhong took off the burden on his body and gasped for a conscious breath: "That subordinate takes his leave."

Hearing this, he was pausing Lu Jiuxiao's hands that were taking off his thin shirt, widened his eyes and turned around, trying to go forward and call Yin Zhong, "Guard Yin, I--"

Before he could finish his words, someone touched her hand and pulled her back.

Unprepared to be pulled like this, she fell two steps back, and saw Lu Jiuxiao sitting up with the force, raising his hand to loosen his collar, and said vaguely and irritably: "Have you put the hot water?"

Shen Shishi had to cook water.

She had never seen Lu Jiuxiao who was so drunk, and she didn't know that this person had a much better temper when she was awake.

Soon, Chen Shiying served him to take a bath, helped him to the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt, and closed the tent. After doing this, the girl took a breath and left quietly.

Nebula flows, and everything is silent.

With the intention of drinking, he soon fell asleep.

Lu Jiuxiao subconsciously leaned sideways and leaned into his hand. His palm fell into an empty space. The sleeping man's eyebrows tightened and suddenly fell into his dream.

The dream was pitch black everywhere, and I couldn't see my fingers, and there was no trace of light.

He sat alone in the corner, and suddenly a star slowly rose, illuminating a piece of it in an instant.

But soon, the star slowly fell. He tried to grab it, but had to watch its afterglow slowly flowing in his palm.

Everything around me gradually darkened.

At this moment, a beam of light suddenly shone in front of him, which made him have to close his eyes temporarily and frown his eyebrows.

I heard a soft voice shouting into his ear, "Criminal, prince?"

The man on the couch opened his eyes suddenly, and the eyes were filled with a small face without makeup.

She was holding her thin brows and covering her palms on his forehead. She tried the temperature several times repeatedly, but it seemed that she couldn't find out why. She suddenly got up and bent down, looking like she wanted to use her forehead to cover her forehead.

But when he crashed into those extremely sober eyes, he was suddenly stunned and his movements were frozen halfway.

Lu Jiuxiao gently lifted his eyes and said with a hoarse voice: "Is it hot?"

Shen Shizi held his breath and was about to respond, but was suddenly pressed down on the back of his neck.

His forehead was placed on the man's forehead.

The tip of the nose and the tip of the nose are similar to the touch but not touch.

"Have you tried it?" he said lightly.

After a moment of stuttering, she suddenly stood up, her eyes slightly widened, "A little."

"Oh, do you need medicine?" He looked up at her.

Hearing this, Chen Shizi picked up the bowl on the small cabinet at the bedside, "The prince will drink the anti-alcohol medicine first. The wine has not yet been dissolved and no other medicine can be used. I took another dose of medicine yesterday."

The word "典" can quite reflect the girl's displeasure.

According to this dosage method, when will his disease be completely removed?

Lu Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows, raised the corner of his mouth with a smile, looked at the brown porcelain bowl handed over, and slowly sat up and leaned against the guide pillow.

"You can't lift your hands."

She stopped and had to pick up the spoon and put it into his mouth.

During this period, the atmosphere exudes its silence.

When a bowl of medicinal soup was at its bottom, Lu Jiuxiao glanced at the empty cabinet, "Where is my candied fruit?"

Chen Shishi paused, and the expression on his little face obviously told the man three words. She forgot.

"I'll get it."

After saying that, she was about to get up in a hurry, but suddenly someone grabbed the palm of her hand. His "can't lift" hand pulled the person back, opened his mouth and bit the two slightly sweet lips, sucked it gently, and bit it.

"Well..." She had to kneel on the edge of the bed with her hands on his shoulders.

At this moment, two "tuk" sounds came from outside the door.

Yin Zhong said: "Master, Governor He is here."

Hearing this, Chen Shiqi struggled for a moment and took advantage of the separation and said, "Yes, someone is here."

But Lu Jiuxiao didn't know where he was crazy. He was still peaceful when he was feeding him sober up. Now he seemed to be touched by her struggle and became fierce again.

Chen Shiqi was so much that he could hardly breathe when he kissed him, and could only make a few "Yeah" sounds from his throat to show dissatisfaction.

After a moment, the man let go and retreated inch.

He rubbed his thumb against the little girl's white jade-like cheeks, and shaved it gently twice, causing her to tremble.

"Can you stop moving, let me kiss you."

After saying that, the bottomless black eyes looked at her and then pressed her thin lips on her again.

And she really didn't dare to move.

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When He Lin entered the house, Chen Shizhe was packing the bowls and chopsticks on the small table.

He glanced at the outskirts of light and saw the little girl's swollen lips. He walked straight to the edge of the bed.

Lu Jiuxiao looked at him lazily, as if he had known that he was coming, and there was no unexpected emotion.

He Lin sat down in front of the bed, staring at him, and did not mean to speak first.

Finally, after a while, Lu Jiuxiao looked over impatiently, "Can you stop looking for me like a mute every time? I can read the mind?"

Seeing that he finally saw him, He Lin looked down and said, "What happened yesterday, you are in front of the saint--"

Lu Jiuxiao interrupted him casually: "I know."

Pretend to be unhappy.

He Lin nodded, a little surprised by his calm appearance.

Since that was the case, he also breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go back first."

"Wait." Lu Jiuxiao called him, "When will the second prince send troops?"

He Lin turned around, "Anytime."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiuxiao said, "The Li family has not taken action for a long time because they still have hope for the Supreme Lord to establish the Fourth Prince as the crown prince. If the hope is really slim, they will definitely take action in advance."

He Lin frowned and immediately understood what he meant.

The Li family was a raging fire that was about to ignite, and Lu Jiuxiao wanted to add a handful of fire to the fire, and that handful of fire was himself.

Once Emperor Xuanwu becomes more and more fond of him, the Li family will become more anxious and the palace changes will happen in advance. Then Emperor Xuanwu may be forced to give way in advance.

What surprised He Lin was that he really ignored his father-son friendship with Emperor Xuanwu at all.

After thinking about it, He Lin said, "Be careful is the best, everything is too much."

This is his idea.

He Lin turned around and left, paused suddenly, and then asked sideways: "You haven't married yet, can Mrs. Hou allow you to take a concubine?"

After the words came, the person on the bed looked stunned.

Obviously, he hadn't thought about it yet.

Take her as a concubine?

He really, never thought about it.

But now, it seems okay to think about it.

Seeing this, He Lin slightly raised the corner of his lips.
Chapter completed!