The building is full of flying eaves and green tiles, carved railings and painted buildings, and is beautiful.

Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao were placed in a room inside the building and put on house arrest.

"What is Taiwei Zhou going to do?" Luo Jiaojiao asked Bo Langjun in confusion.

"Since you come, you will be at ease!"

Bo Langjun touched the agarwood table and sighed. The wealth of this imperial city was obvious.

"He won't do anything to us, right?" Luo Jiaojiao was still a little uneasy.

"No!" Bo Langjun sat a few cases, picked up a jade Pixiu on the case and looked at it.

Luo Jiaojiao walked to the door and pushed the door, but it was locked.

"Come here, I will teach you how to draw mandarin ducks!" Bo Langjun spread out the thin silk on the table and picked up the pen.

How could Luo Jiaojiao have the intention to learn painting? She came to the window and found that it couldn't be opened.

"Xiao Niang Zhou will definitely find a way to save us!" Luo Jiaojiao walked to Bo Langjun and knelt down, looking at his calm face and said.

"Don't trust anyone casually!" Bo Langjun's pen showed the outline of a pair of mandarin ducks.

"Zhou Xiaoniang is not an ordinary woman!" Luo Jiaojiao felt that Bo Langjun should not doubt Zhou Xinqi.

"You are right about this!" Bo Langjun's pen was still not stopped.

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the mandarin ducks painted by Bo Langjun. She had to admire his painting skills. Although the mandarin ducks in the painting were not completed, they were already aroused by people.

"You are so busy, how can you have time to learn painting?" Luo Jiaojiao asked in confusion.

"When time squeezes, there will always be something!" Bo Langjun put down his pen and opened the dye box.

Luo Jiaojiao helped Bo Langjun to set up the dyeing tools and watched him color. She was gradually attracted by the dyeing method and temporarily forgot the trouble of being imprisoned.

"It's a little more popular here!" Luo Jiaojiao once followed his father to the people to understand the people's sentiments when he was a child and saw Yuanyang.

Bo Langjun painted the mandarin ducks in his pen according to Luo Jiaojiao's intention. His expression was so focused, as if he was completing a masterpiece.

The sun was west, and Luo Jiaojiao's stomach was "gurgling". At the banquet, she didn't eat much in order to worry about her image.

Bo Langjun looked up at the hourglass in the room, put down his pen and went to the tea table.

Luo Jiaojiao was still looking at the picture of the mandarin ducks. The pair of mandarin ducks on the painting were vivid and very beautiful.

Tea is naturally a good tea, and people who make tea have excellent skills.

While drinking tea, Luo Jiaojiao admired Bo Langjun's painting skills, and the thought of not wanting to go back was actually in her heart.

"I wish we could live like this!" Luo Jiaojiao's words made Bo Langjun's pen stagnate, leaving a trace on the tail of the male mandarin duck.

"It's all my fault for talking nonsense!" Luo Jiaojiao put down the teacup and looked at the painting.

"It's not a problem! It's just a flaw!" Bo Langjun also felt regretful.

"Can you give this pair of mandarin ducks to me?" Luo Jiaojiao asked.

"It's just the drawings I've drawn for you. You can learn how to draw and embroider!" Bo Langjun said with a smile.

"Very good!"

Luo Jiaojiao reached out and wanted to put away the painting, but was stopped by Bo Langjun.

"It's not dry yet, don't hurry!"

"Open the door!" Zhou Xinqi's voice sounded outside the door.

Bo Langjun raised his eyebrows, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He didn't expect that Zhou Xinqi was so impatient and came before it was dark.

Luo Jiaojiao had already run to the door to welcome Zhou Xinqi. As soon as Zhou Xinqi entered the door, her hand was pulled by Luo Jiaojiao.

"Xiao Niang Zhou! Go and talk to your father and let us go!"

"Eat something first!" Zhou Xinqi put the food box in her hand next to the tea table.

Luo Jiaojiao opened the food box and brought out the pastries and fruits.

"I wonder why the Taiwei did this?" Bo Langjun looked at Zhou Xinqi.

"Father is afraid that you will make a big mistake in the future! Instead of being driven out of the imperial city at that time, it is better to punish you a little now!" Zhou Xinqi couldn't help but blush when she said it.

"I don't know what mistake Bo has made?" Bo Langjun asked in a pretended way, which made Zhou Xinqi very embarrassed.

"It's getting late! You guys should rest sooner!" Zhou Xinqi walked out of the door quickly.

"Xiaoniang Zhou! What mistake did your husband make? Come back and tell me clearly!" Luo Jiaojiao stood up and chased the door, but was stopped by the guards. The door was also closed.

"Come here and eat! I'll tell you after you finish it!" Bo Langjun got up and sat down at the tea table and said softly.

"Mr. Langjun know?" Luo Jiaojiao sat opposite Bo Langjun.

"Yes!" Bo Langjun looked at Luo Jiaojiao's puzzled face and curled her lips.

Luo Jiaojiao quickly ate a few pieces of pastries, stuffed a piece into Bo Langjun's mouth, and then she took a big sip of tea and asked, "Why?"

"Do you really want to know?" Bo Langjun himself didn't know whether he should tell Luo Jiaojiao.

"Tell me quickly!" How could Luo Jiaojiao bear this unknown imprisonment?

"At that time, Emperor Gaozu favored Concubine Qi and wanted to abolish the eldest son and establish the young man. Fortunately, the ministers opposed it and gave up! Now the empress dowager is in charge of the court and has dismissed the officials who are devoured to their wives! So..." Bo Langjun stopped talking, picked up the teacup and pretended to drink tea to observe Luo Jiaojiao's reaction.

"What does this have to do with us being imprisoned?" Luo Jiaojiao frowned and was still puzzled.

"You are my Yang Zilan's concubine now!" Bo Langjun put down the teacup and looked at Luo Jiaojiao who was slightly slow toward emotions.

"You mean the Grand Marshal has already identified you as your son-in-law?" Luo Jiaojiao reacted.

"What about that?" Bo Langjun asked Luo Jiaojiao.

"Then let them continue to misunderstand?" Although Luo Jiaojiao felt a little sad, what she wanted to solve the most was how to get out of the predicament.

Bo Langjun raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Jiaojiao. She actually got rid of her relationship with her with the word "misunderstanding"!

"What would you do if I marry Zhou Xiaoniang?" Bo Langjun was eager to figure out Luo Jiaojiao's thoughts. When she saw Luo Jiaojiao and Zhou Xinqi as sisters, she still had a trace of fantasy in her heart.

"Have you forgotten our agreement?" Luo Jiaojiao looked down at the tea in the tea cup. She knew what Bo Langjun meant, but she couldn't do it.

"Isn't Zhou Xiaoniang a good thing?" Bo Langjun muttered to himself in disappointment.

"I'm sleepy!" Luo Jiaojiao got up and walked to the couch, took off her coat.

"You can't sleep here!" Bo Langjun came behind Luo Jiaojiao and whispered.

"Have I quarreled with you?" Luo Jiaojiao raised her head and glared at Bo Langjun. She herself didn't know why she suddenly got angry.

"I am not qualified to lose my temper!" Bo Langjun hugged Luo Jiaojiao's shoulder and carried her into the inner room.

"I'm not..." Luo Jiaojiao hurriedly argued. But before she finished speaking, she was stopped by Bo Langjun.

"Shut up!" Bo Langjun was so angry that he threw Luo Jiaojiao onto the bed, then bent down and glared at Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao wanted to speak again, but Bo Langjun covered her mouth and nose. She suddenly felt so breathless.

Is he going to kill me? A look of fear appeared in Luo Jiaojiao's eyes.

"Aren't you afraid of hearing from the walls?" Bo Langjun's voice was so small that it could not be any less.

There are ears in the partition wall. Taiwei Zhou’s ears and ears live next door. If this person is too rich, it may not be a good thing!

Taiwei Zhou wanted to see if Bo Langjun had any other forces besides money.

"Um!" Luo Jiaojiao nodded vigorously. She was so uncomfortable.

Bo Langjun then let go and cleaned Luo Jiaojiao's hair that was wet with sweat on her forehead.

Luo Jiaojiao gasped and blocked Bo Langjun's arm, turning over and ignoring him.

Bo Langjun began to take off his clothes. He just gave Luo Jiaojiao a warning. He believed that she understood his intention.

Luo Jiaojiao was almost suffocated to death, and she had a deviation in her understanding. She thought that if she was disobedient and ruined his major affairs, she would be executed by him at any time.
Chapter completed!