Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

The sky in Dajin gradually brightened, the streets and alleys were full of hawking sounds, fresh vegetables with dewdrops were placed in front of the sellers, the yelling became louder and louder, and people who hadn’t woken up heard the crowing of cocks. After hearing such a sound, they all began to dress and wash, and started a prosperous day.

However, such noisy sounds did not spread to the inner city separated by only one wall, let alone the majestic mansion in the inner city at this time, which was quiet and calm.

Mugu Mansion.

Passing through the corridors and bridges, Li Yuyuan, where the new emperor was ushered in yesterday, is still quiet at this time.

But if someone walks into the garden, one can find that the silence is not because there are no people inside and outside the house, but instead, there are maids and twin servants standing outside the house with all kinds of things, waiting for something with bated breath. The two people inside who were still on the couch were still fast asleep.

Inch-by-inch sunlight spreads over the window sill and shines directly into the layers of curtains. The person lying sideways on the outside blinked, revealing smoky eyes, as if he was about to get up immediately after waking up. For a moment, it seemed that he remembered something important. He lowered his head and stared at the peaceful and peaceful face of the person beside him. His slender fingers slid towards the soft cheek of that person, and slowly moved down——

Anyone who is treated like this by the person next to the pillow early in the morning will also be woken up, let alone Jiang Luoyu, who has always been a light sleeper, felt that the person was sticking to his back, half of his body was pressing on him, and he Feeling helpless and stuffy, and because of all kinds of lack of strength in his body last night, he struggled to get out of the man's embrace, but it backfired and was caught and kissed.

"Early in the morning, what are you doing...uh..."

Inside the bed tent, someone chuckled lightly, and his actions became more and more wanton: "It's the early morning that Neijun said, so I'm not welcome..."

The person who was almost completely hidden in the quilt said in a low voice, trembling: "Zhao Min... has to go to salute this morning, don't you

After following the person who got in for a long time, he responded with a smile: "Don't worry, with me here, father won't say you're late."

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The curtain fluttered feebly, one white and slender hand wanted to stretch out, but was pulled back by the other hand in the next moment, and then only the red wave bed curtain was seen swaying, and it took a while to completely stop, It was already bright outside, and the dazzling sunlight shone into the bed completely.

Half an hour later, all the maids and twin servants who had been waiting outside from the dawn until the sun was shining, finally heard a deep order from inside the house.

"Come in."

Hearing the voices of the people in the house proved that the two people inside had already awakened. Sleeping Star who stood at the front subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. Then he stood there and wiped the sweat off his forehead before going in.

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After the maidservants entered, Murong Hao, who was standing behind the screen not far from the entrance, waved his hands, indicating that the maidservants do not need to wait on him. Two of the young servants who were left behind saw his gesture, and immediately stepped forward to take it and could not go forward. Waiting, the clothes and hair crowns in the hands of the two maids with regretful faces

"Mr. Nei, here are the dresses and accessories prepared today, please choose them."

The face was a little ugly, and the person with a bland expression was sitting in front of the dressing table by the window. Hearing this, he was about to stand up, but before he could straighten up, his whole body was frozen and his movements were stiff. Holding on to the bedposts at the side, he managed to stand still. He glanced hard at someone behind the screen who was quickly getting dressed, then at the cautious maids, and called out.

"Sleeping Star."

Hearing the sound, Mian Xing immediately stepped forward, raised his hand to support his master, glanced at the marks on Jiang Luoyu's neck, lowered his head in embarrassment, with a look of embarrassment on his face, You can tell what he's thinking of just by looking at it, and his voice is timid: "Yes."

"Take the one from yesterday."

Mian Xing nodded when she heard the words, and while supporting Jiang Luoyu to stand firm, she turned sideways and pointed to the clothes on the tray of one of the maids, indicating that this is the one for today, and the other maids who were carrying the clothes immediately retreated. .

Stretching out his arms, resisting the soreness in his waist, Jiang Luoyu stretched out his arms, asked the person behind him to put on a jacket, then tied up his hair for the time being, and then asked: "What I told you yesterday Are things done?"

"Don't worry Neijun, Sleeping Star dare not slack off."

Mian Xing lowered her body to straighten the folds of his clothes, and was about to raise her hand to get the second one, when a hand with a dark red sleeve robe blocked him, seeing someone coming and beckoning him to leave first, Mian Xing Xing Hanxiao glanced at Jiang Luoyu, who had half-closed eyes, who was obviously thinking about something, and stepped back with a low body.

"Why did you come here?" Just halfway through the second dress, Jiang Luoyu felt something was wrong, she suddenly opened her eyes, and as expected, she saw Murong Hao's drooping face, with a vague smile on his lips, looking up and down Glancing at him, "The clothes for women's doubles are really troublesome. They are far less simple than men's doubles. Seeing you in this outfit and looking at the ones I'm going to wear is really helpless."

After saying this, Murong Hao had already tied his clothes, picked up his coat, walked behind him and helped him put it on, while choosing accessories, waved his hand to get all the maids back, lowered his body to tie his belt, and said softly Answer: "I will help you."

Jiang Luoyu waved his sleeves, watching his skillful movements of tying knots and straightening folds, his eyes deepened: "Can you still help me every day?"

Murong Hao stood up, glanced up and down, with a satisfied look in his eyes, walked to him and prepared to get the hair crown: "Why not?"

Before he could get the silver-white hair crown, he felt a tightness around his waist, and was pulled back by the belt. With a different smile, Jiang Luoyu raised his eyebrows and laughed softly: "You just Aren’t you afraid that it will spread, saying that you, a dignified general, became a servant of the inner monarch after getting married, and you are willing to be happy?”

Murong Hao was silent for a moment, picked up the jade comb on the dressing table, tied up his long hair at the back of his head, put on the jasper and silver crown, and then repeated in a low voice: "Why not?"

Jiang Luoyu hooked the corners of her lips, and this time she didn't ask any more questions. Instead, when Murong Hao bent down to get the hairpin, he looked at the peony jade hairpin for a moment, with some doubts and worries mixed in, and asked: "What's the matter?" The hairpin looks like a royal thing, why not a crested hairpin? The empress is embarrassing you in the palace?"

"That's not true. When I saw the queen, I just felt that he... and Your Majesty are a little strange." When mentioning the queen, the expression on Jiang Luoyu's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were much deeper. It was almost done, so he patted the back of his hand, and laughed in a low voice, "Don't talk about it, it's already late, father should be in a hurry, let's go."

Murong Hao took a deep look at him, grasped his fingers tightly, and an almost invisible smile rose from the corner of his lips.

The two walked out of Li Yuyuan, crossed the small bridge in front of the gate and the long corridor, Jiang Luoyu looked at the surrounding scenery carefully as he walked, walked for about half a stick of incense, and passed through several hanging flower gates. When he arrived at the small road leading to the main house, he saw Jiang Luoyu beside him lower his face, smiling at the bowl-sized pink roses planted on both sides of the road, he suddenly opened his mouth and said.

"Father said that after a while, let us move to the Emperor's Mansion."

Jiang Luoyu was startled, her eyes deepened, she turned her head to look at him, and said with a smile: "You are the eldest son of the Murong family, you don't live in the Murong mansion, but you want to live in my emperor's mansion?"

Hearing this, Murong Hao raised his hand to signal the maidservants and guards behind him to step back for now, and led him to the small bridge in front of him alone, while walking, he clenched the hand in his palm, with a worried look on his brows. Enveloped in disbelief: "Murong's is not peaceful, I'll deal with these things by myself, and I don't want to make you bother."

Jiang Luoyu chuckled lightly, raised her hand to caress the center of his frowning brows, as if wanting to erase the worry, her voice became softer than before: "Since you and I are married, as long as we don't get along, I want to be included in your Murong family genealogy, you say this as if I am an outsider."

Murong Hao's words were meant to keep him out of trouble, and had no other meaning, upon hearing this, he immediately retorted: "Chen Hua, I'm not

"I know." This time, before he could finish speaking, Jiang Luoyu's hand slowly dropped, staring at his undulating eyes, and said softly, "If it weren't for father and second brother, you might I have long since abandoned the identity of the eldest son, and started a mansion on my own."

"I know you can't forget your parents. You hope that one day you will be able to put your identity in the eyes of the world." After a while, seeing Murong Hao lower his face, his eyes were dim and uncertain, and the hand holding him became more and more serious. It was getting tighter and tighter, Jiang Luoyu guessed what he was thinking, sighed heavily in his heart, grabbed his wrist with his backhand, looked straight into his eyes and paused every word.

"Ke Zhaomin, you have to know, not now."

"I know." After an unknown amount of time, Murong Hao, who had been silent all this time, finally nodded, let go of his hand suddenly, turned sideways and walked behind him, raised his hand and let Zui Xue, who flew down, rest on his arm On the ground, under the fluttering of snow-white feathers, Jiang Luoyu could hardly see his expression at the moment.

"I'm worried about my father and Zhaoxi, and I also know that if I can't find out who the murderer of my mother and father is, and then subdue the Murong family, I can't restore my status and start a family. I'm just... a little unwilling."

After saying this, there was another long silence. Jiang Luoyu raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder, leaned down and gently leaned against his forehead, and heard the man's extremely hoarse voice.

"I'm not reconciled... Chen Hua."