The son is responsible

Xue Muji found a rock, sat beside it, and watched the old matriarch finish the whole corn.

The old man let go of his guard and looked at the clear faces of the two children for a long time.

"Good children, all good children..." The old lady picked up the incense burner, trembling, and walked towards the Buddhist hall. Even though she was crazy, she could still remember the location of the Buddhist hall.

Xue Muji looked at the old man's back with an indescribable feeling in his heart.The old matriarch can sit calmly and talk to his brother, in the past he would not even dare to think about it.If it weren't for the knot in her heart that couldn't be solved, she always thought that her brother killed her favorite third uncle, and her brother's childhood life would not be so miserable.

After so many years of hating in my heart, in the end, I am old and crazy, I can only remember the part of love, but forget the part of hate.

Living like a child is also very happy.

Xue Muji saw that Lu Zhao was looking at the utility room not far away, which was the yard of the second room, because Xue Huaidi separated and went to the south, part of it was demolished, but the utility room was still there.

"Brother, do you remember that I was here and forced you to eat sweet potato dumplings?"

Lu Zhao walked over and pushed open the door of the utility room. There were a lot of things piled up inside. Lu Zhao stepped on a bump, tripped, and lowered his head to pick up the bamboo tube. The dust that hit his face choked him. Xue Muji behind him coughed several times.

"Why didn't you tell me at that time that you were allergic to taro dumplings?" Xue Muji took the opportunity to climb onto his brother's shoulder as the utility room door was half closed by the wind, and continued to talk to himself, "By the way, You must have hated me so much back then that you didn't want to talk to me..."

A soft kiss blocked the words he hadn't muttered yet.Xue Muji also hugged his brother's waist, and the tip of his tongue slipped into the soft and warm lips like a swimming snake.

Picking apart the greasy white teeth, sucking the sweet saliva, Xue Muji seemed to have fallen into a honey jar, even the breath coming in and out of the nasal cavity was extremely delicious.

The two embraced tightly, expressing their love and affection for each other without any reservations.

Xue Muji felt his brother's hand slide down from top to bottom along his spine, and stopped at the buckle of his waist.

What is brother hesitating about?Are you afraid that he won't want to?Isn't the next step of true love is to meet each other sincerely?Xue Muji couldn't hold back his anger a long time ago, he buckled back behind his back with one hand, grabbed his brother's hand, grabbed his waist button, and pushed down hard.

But he could clearly feel his brother's slow movements, it's obvious that the following is the same as him!

Xue Muji parted his lips, moved a little away from his brother's face, and blinked his eyes that had been covered with mist for a long time, expressing an extremely clear hint.

"Is it okay?" Lu Zhao breathed heavily and asked him with a voice squeezed out of his throat.

Nonsense!

Xue Muji also started to untie his brother's belt, and put his hand into the loose robe.

The fingertips touched the thick chest muscles, the warmth and hardness of the body skin, and inside was a beating heart. Xue Muji sucked on the fiery throat, followed the ups and downs, and gently bit down the circle after circle of marks .

A few robes flew in the sky and landed on the ground, covering the thick dust.Xue Muji's five fingers clasped his brother's shoulders tightly, and there was a fierce friction between his back and the ground or the wall. He had already fallen into the ocean of desire, greedily asking for the food of joy.He hurts, he wants, and he wants more pain.

The door was blown open and closed by the wind, it was not clear what was going on outside, but the inside of the house was definitely as fragrant as fire, as lingering as water, not suitable for children.

He came back from rebirth, and saw his brother's true face here for the first time. This time, they are here and have each other.

Gradually lost strength, lost thinking, the body was driven, again and again, straight to the climax...

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The sky gradually darkened.

Lu Zhao hugged Xue Muji and walked from the utility room to Chunxiao Courtyard. Due to the gloomy sky, not many people noticed that their clothes were covered with a lot of dust.

Xue Muji's face was flushed, his brother put on the clothes for him, and he closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.It was quite embarrassing just now, but he passed out while doing it.Alas, the malnourished body and bones that grew up in this poor mountain village can't bear the turbulent waves.

Chunxiaoyuan is the courtyard where Prince Pingjiang lived. Lu Zhao had lived there for a long time, and the servants naturally did not dare to stop him. They all searched and searched for the man in his arms. No one found him until he entered the courtyard. Jump off the tree next to the door.

"Young Master Jiu..." The two people blocking Lu Zhao's path, one on the left and the other on the right, the one on the left frowned slightly when he saw Xue Muji lying down very comfortably.

Hearing the sound, Xue Muji suddenly opened his eyes, why does it sound familiar? I haven't seen him for three years. His twin secret guards must have grown into elites of the Hou Mansion who can take charge of their own affairs, right?

Lu Zhao stopped in his tracks.

The clothes of Fufeng and Fuyun are the same as those of the Dark Guards, and they are no longer dressed as servants when they were with the prince.In the past three years, Prince Pingjiang's temper became more and more perverse, and he shouted and killed at every turn. The number of servants and employees in the Hou's mansion decreased greatly. The only thing that did not move was the dark guard camp left by Third Uncle Xue.

If he guessed right, the two had just left the pier and followed their shadows all the time.

Xue Muji really wanted to talk, but he obviously didn't know him.

The two of them just accidentally saw a very shy scene through the crack of the door. At this moment, they were still puzzled. How does the same-sex relationship work to reach the peak of happiness?

Fu Yun kindly reminded, "Young Master Jiu, the crown prince is coming back soon."

In the fierce quarrel before, the two missed the mission, and when they came back, they were full of doubts when they heard what their companions said.When they were serving by Shizi's side, Shizi and Mr. Jiu could wear the same pair of trousers if they were good friends, never two pairs.However, Shizi was able to swear those vulgar words, and even hung a rather childish sign on the stone lion at the door.

The son's temperament changed drastically, and they were the first to know about it.Three years ago, the son suddenly returned halfway to the south, and when he returned to the Hou's mansion, he changed all the servants around him, including the two of them, as well as the two servant girls, Miaoyin and Miaoyu.

The two returned to their master and worked in the dark guard camp.When they were patrolling along the river, they found Lu Zhao's figure and followed him all the way.

Lu Zhao leads a man, this man looks familiar, but the two of them pondered for a long time, but they can't remember who this man is, and what is the relationship with Mr. Jiu.

Then Lu Zhao used practical actions to prove his relationship with this person.

They even consciously guarded the utility room, dismissed passers-by, and created an environment where no one would be disturbed.

Wouldn't it be nice for Mr. Jiu to hold a man in his arms and meet Shizi like this?The two of them worked together for a long time before jumping out to stop Lu Zhao when he was about to set foot on the Chunxiao Courtyard.

"Borrow it for a while and take a shower." Knowing that the two of them had good intentions, Lu Zhao untied the money bag from his waist and said, "Please bring us two sets of clothes."

The two of them used to buy this and that for Lu Zhao according to Shizi's request. They remembered the size by heart, and they disappeared like a reflex.

Entering the familiar courtyard, Xue Muji was put on the big soft bed, hugged the pillow, and rolled back and forth a few times, the bed at home is still comfortable!He watched his brother bring in a big wooden bucket, and then kept bringing in water from the outside.

Lu Zhao rolled up his sleeves, only wearing his inner lining, and threw his outer robe on the bed.

Xue Muji found that there was a piece of yellowed thin paper beside the robe.

"What is this? A portrait of a woman? It's so beautiful." Xue Muji praised repeatedly, and looked at Lu Zhao again. It seemed that his brother was upset, so he quickly changed his words, "I mean the painter is amazing, the painting skills are good, and the painting is beautiful, isn't it? Speaking of the beauty of the woman in the painting... No, no, no... I mean, the writing is beautiful, and the two lines of poems on the far right are so well written!"

Lu Zhao folded his arms and stood silently beside the bed.

"I'm prettier than him, and my brother is also prettier than the woman in the painting. I'll draw a better one for you tomorrow... Bah, bah, what kind of girl is good-looking, not good-looking or not..."

The more you describe, the darker.

Lu Zhao directly picked up the person, like peeling the skin of an onion, and threw the excess fabric away.

The tissue paper was balled up and thrown back on the bed.

Xue Muji felt it was a pity.

"I got it in the utility room. When I first went in, it was in the bamboo tube on the ground. The person who drew this painting is Sanshu. I have seen many paintings of Sanshu in the library, and I know the brushwork. It's just... the side of the painting. The characters on the map and the marks on the treasure map come from the same person." Lu Zhao said while pouring water on Xue Muji's neck that was exposed above the water.

"Medical girl?" Xue Muji didn't need to wash by herself at all, and enjoyed it happily, lying on the edge of the bathtub, drawing circles on the water surface, "Isn't the utility room for the second room? How come there are pictures of the third uncle?"

Everyone knows that after the death of the third uncle of the Xue family, all his posthumous works were taken into the library by the old matriarch.

"The woman in the painting, could it be the doctor girl? Third Uncle drew her portrait, she is his sweetheart... No way!!!" Xue Muji intuitively felt that his imagination was too rich.

As far as he knew, the third uncle of the Xue family had no other women beside Ye Hongxiu.

With the wisdom of his third uncle, and having personally experienced the plague accident, it is very possible to transport something from the East Palace and hide it away, such as the rubbings of the plague prescription.

Pingjiang is far away from Yongdu and is not deeply involved in politics. Uncle Xue and Crown Prince Jiayu have a good relationship, which is even more unknown. Even the Empress Dowager Feng assassinated so many remnants of the Eastern Palace back then, but she was not involved in the Marquis of Pingjiang at all. .

Just as he was thinking, the window was blown open suddenly by the wind, and there were two more clothes beside the bed.

Lu Zhao has already washed the person, picked it up to dry, and put on new dry and clean clothes.

Xue Muji turned over and lay down on the bed, "Brother, you wash up too, I'll watch you wash up."

He heard a knock on the window.

"Young Master Jiu..."

"Didn't I order him not to enter the house again, you are all blind! What do I spend money to support you!" The visitor hurriedly walked, adding screams and roars.

Really, he didn't even have time to watch the pictures of beauties coming out of the bath.Xue Muji's impression of this pig-headed prince was countless.

"What! You actually let him into my yard!" outside cursed.

Lu Zhao picked up his coat, put it on, tied it with a belt, and threw the old clothes together with Xue Muji's into the bathtub.

"Fucking can't afford to offend him! What kind of thing is he!"

The door was pushed open forcefully, Prince Pingjiang almost flew, he pulled out the long whip from his waist and swung it up, Lu Zhao dodged for a moment, and the whip slammed on the chair next to him.

The second whip did not fall.

The whip was held in mid-air, and the hand holding the whip was trembling.

"You...you...is you..."