Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

After raising his eyes to see the maid who was walking in with a tray in her hand, Murong Hao glanced sharply at the medicine bowl that was smoking on it, then turned around nervously, looked up and down at Jiang Luoyu and asked : "What medicine? Are you sick?"

Jiang Luoyu shook his head, looked at the bowl of medicine for nourishing the body, then looked at Dongmei holding the medicine, and retorted softly: "No, it's just some medicine for daily nourishment, it's nothing important."

Before he finished speaking, he stood up, went to Dongmei and took up the bowl of medicine, lowered his head and sniffed it, frowned as if he could tell what kind of medicine was in it, and lightly brushed the side of the medicine bowl with his fingers. Wan Yan: "Isn't Sleeping Star always bringing my medicine, why did you bring it today?"

Dongmei had doubts when she heard what he said, her expression changed, she immediately bent down and said back: "Back to Neijun, it's the servant who watched Brother Mianxing work hard, but also served the Neijun and the general for dinner, and also went to Go to make medicine for Neijun, and then volunteered to stand for him for a while, and hope Neijun forgives the crime of self-assertion."

"It's nothing, you get up." Seeing her kneel down in fright after a word from him, showing a pitiful look, Jiang Luoyu looked back at the expressionless Murong Hao with great interest, Feeling that this was winking at the blind man, he tapped on the table with his finger, but instead of picking up the bowl of medicine to drink immediately, he smiled instead.

"This medicine is a bit hot. I want to cool it down before drinking it. You don't have to stand here and wait. You just need to come back later to get the medicine bowl." After watching Dongmei get up, she stared at Murong Hao nervously. After a few glances, seeing that Murong Hao really didn't respond, he closed the door unwillingly, Jiang Luoyu patted his palm with the bone fan, looked at the medicine bowl that was constantly steaming, and said : "Zhaomin, I need your help with something^"

When Murong Hao heard this, he immediately raised his eyes and looked at him squarely, his face became softer: "Say it."

On the seventh day of the wedding, the wedding period granted by the Holy Majesty has come, Murong Hao and Jiang Luoyu left the mansion together in the morning, and Jiang Luoyu came back alone around noon, after changing the official uniform of the Imperial Academy , so he ordered the kitchen today that Murong Hao stayed in the Ministry of War and had important business not to return, so that he could only cook lunch for one person.

But before it was time for lunch, at the door of Jiang Luoyu's study, a woman dressed in the attire of a maidservant in the garden reported in a low voice with some anxiety.

"Mr. Nei, just after you left this morning, a letter came from outside the mansion, indicating that it was for you. Please take a look."

Hearing this, Jiang Luoyu glanced at her indifferently, took the letter paper she handed over with a half-smile, stared at the four words signed by the Son of God for a long time, then opened it and looked inside. A look of surprise flashed across his face, his slender fingers pinched out the long pink paper note with fragrance inside, glanced at it and laughed softly.

"It turns out that the red note is only sent out when meeting a beautiful woman... Signed or the fourth prince?"

Hearing the words "fourth prince", Dongmei who was standing not far away seemed to have a strange look on her face, but she seemed to be impatient, ignoring the other rules of master and servant, she leaned forward and stood up to Jiang Luoyu. Beside him, she pretended to be his confidant maid, peeking at the handwriting on the red note, and at the same time asked cautiously.

"Mr. Nei, is this the fourth prince, did the fourth prince send it?"

"That's right, it's the letter paper on which the Fourth Prince asked me to go out for tea." Jiang Luoyu let her come closer, quickly read the words on the red paper like a thief, and then secretly stood beside her Alright, covered the flickering eyes, said with a light smile, "Anyway, you have seen it too, in order not to misunderstand the general, you don't want to talk about it in the mansion, you understand?"

When Dongmei heard the words, she immediately agreed firmly without any hesitation. Jiang Luoyu couldn't help squinting her eyes, and smiled deeply:

"Follow your orders!"

After agreeing, Dongmei seemed to still have doubts, looked carefully at the red note that Jiang Luoyu was holding, and turned it over and over again, and tentatively said: "Then this red note..."

Jiang Luo Yulang laughed, flipped his fingers and put away the red paper, and said: "This Lord and His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince are cousins, so it doesn't hurt to meet in the teahouse outside, so naturally we have to make some preparations before going to see each other." See, since you already know about this matter, and you promised not to tell about it, then you just go with me, there is no need to call Sleeping Star, just the two of us, we will go together at noon tomorrow."

Even if they are cousins ​​who are related by blood, it is not impossible to have skin-to-skin contact at all. As long as two people secretly meet in a teahouse without a name or distinction, if someone else finds out, it is not up to others to throw dirty water what?When the time comes... so what if he is the Emperor's Son, won't he be swept away by others? !

Dongmei hooked the corners of her lips, lowered her head to cover her pride, but she never saw her close at hand, Jiang Luoyu's eyes were deeply indifferent in pity, and she answered softly.

"Slaves listen to the lord."

At noon on the second day, Murong Hao, who had left court, went to the Ministry of War again. After Jiang Luoyu returned from the Hanlin Academy, he changed into casual clothes and ordered Sleeping Star who stayed in the garden to take Dongmei and her two out of the mansion. The carriage got on the door, and it stopped in front of Yunxiangyuan, a huge and elegant teahouse in the imperial capital, which is the favorite tea house of nobles and dignitaries.

Jiang Luoyu got out of the carriage, looked at the maid Dongmei who was following closely behind her, with a strange light in her eyes, a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips, after entering, she quickly crossed the lobby and went up the stairs, and asked the passing little girl in a low voice. After two, under the guidance of Xiao Er, he walked towards a private room at the end of the corridor. After reaching the door, he straightened his clothes and knocked on the door lightly.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Ever since Dongmei entered the teahouse, she had lowered her head and didn't dare to look around. Because she was far away, she didn't hear what Jiang Luoyu said to Xiaoer. She only stood in front of the private room when Jiang Luoyu went upstairs. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Jiang Luoyu's calm and beautiful side face beside her. For a moment, countless vicious thoughts flashed in her heart, but before she could think of anything else, Jiang Luoyu lowered her eyebrows and pushed her away. He opened the door in front of him.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Luoyu stopped and looked at the scene in the room. Dongmei, who was standing behind him, followed in, closed the door with his backhand, and followed his gaze to look into the room. Who knew that when she turned around, At that moment, a faint fragrance wafted in, and she only felt dizzy in her head. A man who looked like a mistress in the room came over to support her, and just turned around and walked out of the room with her so easily. , walked towards another room across the corridor.

After her figure disappeared under Jiang Luoyu's interested gaze, the person who had been standing behind the screen in the room turned around, walked towards him slowly, raised his hand to hold his hand, and the two sat down together. Jiang Luoyu sat down at the table full of wine and vegetables, glanced at Murong Hao who was waiting for him in the teahouse after he turned down by his side, and asked with lowered eyes.

"how?"

Murong Hao nodded his head, signaling him to rest assured: "I finally found him in the family temple, at least I caught up with the time, and I'm afraid I'm accomplishing something good now."

Jiang Luoyu nodded in agreement, and while looking down at the dishes on the table, he asked, "Where did you send Dongmei?"

Murong Hao remained expressionless, and filled the glass in his hand with the wine in the jug: "Of course it's in that room."

"It's so heartless, it's because they are sincere for you." Jiang Luoyu sighed, a little regret appeared on his face, which made Murong Hao's eyes more helpless, but he still watched him gently shaking the wine in the glass, A look of satisfaction appeared on his face, "The food is delicious, and so is the wine."

"This is wine from the Western Regions, please."

"My husband please."

While drinking and talking elegantly in this room, a shrill female voice suddenly erupted in another room not far away, full of incomparable panic and inaudible joy.

"Ah! How could it be, how could it be like this... Come, come, come!"

Together with that sharp female voice, the already noisy teahouse became even more chaotic. After hearing this scream, many chaotic footsteps guessed that something secret happened and was broken by someone, so they hurried over to see it. It became lively, and then there were more exclamations and buzzing voices, but the woman's shrill voice couldn't be concealed.

"Mr. Nei, you can't do this. You have a family. Hurry up..."

When the voice said this, it seemed as if someone had suddenly choked its throat, as if it had discovered something, the words were no longer astonishingly sharp, but twisted and terrified.

"Ah! You, who are you? You are not the emperor!"

After drinking the purple wine in the glass, Jiang Luoyu looked at the person beside him with a smile, raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "It seems that she really wants me to die."

Murong Hao looked at the smile on his lips, and remembered the bowl of untouched medicine that Mian Xing took away when Dongmei left yesterday when he came in to say hello, a strange look appeared on his face, and he asked, "What about that?" Dong Xue, who ordered you to put other things in your medicine? It can't be..."

Jiang Luoyu knew that he was thinking about it, so he glanced at him with a smile, and asked in a low voice: "Do you think it's possible? The one who wants to have a great-grandson most is that old lady."

Hearing this answer, Murong Hao breathed a sigh of relief, his face relaxed: "Then, is it the Fourth Prince?"

"Since you've already guessed everything, why do you still ask me?"

Jiang Luoyu raised the corners of her lips, and listened to the increasingly messy and crying sounds in the corridor, thinking that Nan Jinglin, who had originally made an appointment with him, was inexplicably discovered at this moment that she was actually the same as the People ruined her in the prison, Wu Yaduo, who has been living in the family temple since she came out, did a good deed, but was smashed by the people she arranged, her face should be so colorful at this time.

Murong Hao looked at the smile on his lips, and his expression became even more gentle: "Anyway, she messed up and witnessed the scandal of the Fourth Prince—death is certain."