Zhike grabbed Gao Xiaoliu's arm tightly and urged him urgently.
"You can't mess with Huo Lian!"
Gao Xiaoliu slapped his hand away: "What you said is wrong. Who said Huo Lian can't be offended?" He smiled crookedly, "Isn't Miss Qixing offended?"
And so far, the Ducha Division has not surrounded Linglongfang Huixian Tower, which shows that Miss Qixing's identity has not been identified.
Zhike coughed lightly: "Isn't this because Miss Qixing has the convenience of her status?"
woman.
Still a very beautiful woman.
How many men are not lustful? Huo Lian was inevitably confused.
But the young master couldn't do it. A man like the young master was beaten to death before he even got to Huo Lian.
Gao Xiaoliu reached out and touched his chin. Because he had been locked up in the gambling house without seeing the sun for many years, his skin was white and tender...
"You said it would look good if I dressed up as a woman," he said.
Zhike couldn't laugh or cry, what a weird idea, but the young master is very bold now, maybe he really dares to do this.
"Sir, please don't act recklessly." He grabbed Gao Xiaoliu's arm again and said, "Lest it mess up the master's plan."
On the contrary, Miss Qixing is indeed very dangerous under Huo Lian's control. She cannot act rashly. Gao Xiaoliu shook off his hand: "I know, I know, what kind of random person am I?"
They had been messing around several times, and Zhike was helpless. As they were talking, a shop assistant called Zhike from the stairs.
"The fifth prince-in-law is here."
Although the people who come to Huixian Tower are all wealthy and well-established people, the Prince Consort is an even more distinguished guest and needs to be treated more carefully, so Zhike hastily responded.
Gao Xiaoliu asked: "Why does the Prince Consort come here so often recently? Doesn't he dislike socializing and just likes to hide at home?"
"The fifth prince-in-law has done a few errands and was praised by His Majesty, and he has gained status in front of the princess." Zhike said, "Of course he should go out more and show off."
After that, he warned again: "Sir, please don't act recklessly, I'm going to do my work."
Gao Xiaoliu waved his hand and watched Zhike leave with the shop assistant. He returned to the room here and sighed.
"Master, are you worried about Miss Qixing?" The young man understood his master's mood very well and sighed.
"I'm not worried about her safety. Miss Qixing is very skilled." Gao Xiaoliu said, sighing again, "But..."
Did you really seduce Na Huo Lian?
From the news and rumors from all sides, and to the fact that Momen was not affected at all, everyone came to the unanimous conclusion that Huo Lian's move really stole a beauty, and the leader wanted to use the beauty's identity to confuse Huo Lian, and then get the six
Ruler sword.
He is not dictating what the leader should do. Naturally, whatever the leader does is right and good, but he just doesn't feel good in his heart.
Miss Qixing is too aggrieved.
Gao Xiaoliu clasped the window lattice with his hands, and with increased strength, the window creaked open, and the hustle and bustle of the street poured in.
He took a look and saw that Zhike had already entered with the five princes-in-law, and then a carriage came. They were also a group of royal relatives, including Uncle Li Guoshu.
Seeing Gao Xiaoliu looking out the window in a daze, the boy quickly called out: "Master?"
Gao Xiaoliu came back to his senses and said, touched his chin, turned his head and said to the boy: "Keep an eye on the master."
The boy was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you still staring? Master, we have been discovered."
Gao Xiaoliu kicked him: "Who said you can't keep an eye on him if you find him? Let's just keep an eye on him in a different way without being discovered."
The boy held his butt and groaned, then asked: "Sir, is there anything wrong with me?"
Gao Xiaoliu shook his head: "That's not true."
The boy was helpless, what was he doing?
"The leader is not here and she is in a very dangerous situation. Of course I have to help her keep an eye on the Momen." Gao Xiaoliu said, before reaching out and pointing in the direction of the back house, "in case someone takes the opportunity to act like a monster again."
…
…
In the deep house, the rich man was drinking medicine. Maybe it was too bitter and he choked after drinking it, causing him to cough repeatedly.
Zhike hurriedly patted him and asked, "Do you want to call the doctor?"
The rich man waved his hand: "It's okay. I haven't died after so many years. I can't die." He calmed down and asked, "What did Liu Yan say?"
"I didn't say anything. I just came to inquire about our movements." Zhike said, "I didn't say much to him."
The rich man snorted: "Don't pay attention to him. Since he wants to get involved with Miss Qixing, let them go on the road together in the future."
"But there is really no news at all from Miss Qixing." Zhike said, "What if..."
"What if she dies?" Gao Caizhu said, "If she dies, she will die. Anyway, we already know the whereabouts of Juzi Ling, and her mission as the leader has been completed." At this point, he asked again, "These are not important. Previously
Did the other party accept the things you sent out?"
Zhike nodded: "Take it, I guess you understand what we mean."
There was a retort sound against the wall as the words fell.
Zhike hurriedly stepped forward and pushed, and a small door opened in the wall.
A young boy stood inside and whispered: "Master, there is a guest who wants to see you. If you say peach blossoms, you will be trusted."
He said and handed over a peach blossom.
The rich man came over, reached out to take the peach blossoms, said hello, put the peach blossoms into his sleeves, and walked into the secret door with his sleeves full of fragrance.
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…
The hall of the Lu family was filled with daffodils in full bloom, exuding a delicate fragrance in the cold February.
There is a tablet on the table.
Mrs. Lu, who was sitting in the hall, didn't pay any attention to these flowers. When she saw the memorial tablet, grief and anger filled her heart again.
"My son——"
She burst into tears.
Because the carriages and horses pulling the salute were still coming in, the door of the Lu family's house was not closed, and the neighbors who had known the news for a long time were also outside. There were also neighbors who wanted to visit Mr. and Mrs. Lu.
When the cry came, the neighbors stopped.
The housekeeper also looked sad: "Thank you all, but it's just that it's not convenient for the master and his wife to see guests at this time."
The neighbors nodded one after another with sympathetic expressions on their faces, and some women also shed tears: "We know, we know, my condolences." Then they left and left.
The housekeeper also closed the door, isolating the inside and outside.
"Mom, please stop crying." Lu Yizhi said, holding the tea in his own hand and handing it over, "I've been crying all the way."
Mrs. Lu raised her eyes to look at him. She had not seen her most cherished son for several years, but she did not expect that now that they were reunited, there would be no joy at all, only countless sadness.
"My son, you can still laugh," she said, "How can you be so good and become a widower!"
She turned her head again to look at the tablets on the table. The seven stars of the wife of the wife of the Yue family were dazzling.
She personally kicked this woman out of the house.
But at this moment, this woman's name is firmly sitting in their home, and she will be buried with her son in the future.
Mr. Lu also looked unhappy and asked: "Is it necessary to be like this?"
At first, they received a letter saying that they were going to discuss marriage with the Xiahou family, but when they were about to set off, they turned into discussing marriage with Qixing. The couple were confused, shocked and angry, thinking that the cheap maid had ruined their son's marriage, so they hurried on their way.
On the way, Lu Yizhi also sent someone with a letter saying that Qixing was dead and asking them to cry.
The steward who was sent just repeatedly said that it was about the fate of the Lu family and asked them to obey the young master's orders, but he did not explain clearly what was going on.
When Lu Yizhi came to pick her up, he did not dare to say anything at the inn. He only said that this was a grudge against Huo Lian, so Qixing must be his wife, even if she dies, and she must have a place in the ancestral grave of the Lu family genealogy.
Mrs. Lu's panicked cries turned into cries of grief, and she cried all the way into the capital.
Mr. Lu seemed to understand but was in a daze, feeling that all this was happening was too unreal.
Previously, I only gave away a shop, so why did I give away my son now?
Lu Yizhi nodded and said, "Becoming a widower is better than becoming Huo Lian's uncle. Father, mother, do you want to be shunned by everyone and be called cruel and lackeys?"
Of course I don't want to.
Huo Lian's power is very strong, but it is only his own power. If it is tainted by him, he will only be prosperous for one life and will never be able to turn around.
Mr. Lu is determined to turn the Lu family into a truly famous family in his hands.
After listening to Lu Yizhi's careful explanation, he had an enmity with Huo Lian and was still a victim. His reputation was greater and the emperor valued it more. The future was a blessing rather than a curse. Mr. Lu nodded and said nothing more.
"You have always been the smartest." He only said, "If you say yes, it will be yes."
Although the future is good, there is one thing that Mrs. Lu is worried about.
"Then that bitch is dead now." She said, "Can Miss Xiahou marry you?"
Miss Xiahou, Lu Yizhi sighed softly: "From now on, senior sister and I will only have respect and guilt."
That means it can't be done. Mrs. Lu murmured: "What can we do? Which good family can we marry?"
Lu Yizhi smiled and said, "Mom, there's nothing to worry about, but..."
He looked at the tablets on the table.
"Mom, no one before or after you will call her a maidservant anymore. You must treat her as your favorite daughter-in-law."
"With such a nostalgic mother-in-law and such an affectionate husband, women in the world will definitely flock to her."
"Mom, don't worry."
Master Lu also smiled and nodded: "That's right, just wait and live a good life."
Is this so? Madam Lu breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look at the memorial tablet. It had been so long that she couldn't remember what a good daughter-in-law looked like.
But at this moment, looking at that name, she always felt as if there were eyes smiling at her, making her spine tingle with laughter.
Live a good life?
It seems that after getting entangled with this woman, there will be no good life.
