Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

After more than ten days, Murong Hao's illness has almost recovered.

He is already very good at martial arts, with genuine qi circulating in his body, not to mention that he only suffered some flesh injuries. During the few days he lived in the general's mansion, it is even more beautiful to sing and sing every night. Quickly, he was able to get out of bed and walk within a few days, and when he was close to fully recovering, the Ninth Prince, who had been poking around outside the mansion for more than ten days, obviously looking for help, was finally received by the people in the general's mansion.

After a cup of tea, he vented his pains in pursuing Bai Yiwan, and how those extremely difficult sons and daughters of the Bai family, regardless of his status, almost teamed up to tease him first, and then tossed each other After a while, I was dying and finally able to see my sweetheart, but was kicked out by my future father-in-law. What a tragic thing. Sitting opposite him, Murong Hao was still in meditation as an old monk, without even raising his eyebrows. one time.

Nan Jingjin is one of the very few people who still knows a little bit about the inside story. Seeing that Murong Hao was distracted, but the soft light in his eyes spread softly, obviously immersed in some unspeakable artistic conception, his teeth itched with hatred , The sharp words spit out from his mouth.

"I'm talking about Murong Hao, your wife is too easy to talk to, you have done such a thing, almost poking someone's heart! Your wife actually forgave you in the end, and now you are still obediently staying in the Murong family Nei takes care of the housework for you, you deliberately make me, a loner, envious, jealous, hate you, right?

When it came to the end, Nan Jingjin was in a miserable state again, wishing she could look up to the sky and say that Murong Hao could pretend: "Hey, it's mainly you

The bitter tricks are so good, who can be more ruthless than you, saying that life and death are up to others, you really want to die!Can your wife not soften her heart?I have convinced you. "

As soon as this sentence came out, the teacup in the Xuanyi man's hand tapped lightly, and repeated in a low voice: "A bitter trick."

Nan Jingjin was almost bubbling with sourness: "Why, do you still want to show off to me?"

"Bitter tricks are divided into who can use them." Contrary to His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince's expectation, Murong Hao still did not raise his head, drank the last sip of tea in the teacup, lowered his body and placed the teacup on the small table at hand, and said There was a lot of helplessness in his eyes, "If you don't care, even if you die bitterly, it's useless."

As a result, when he raised his head, he saw Nan Jingjin taking out a piece of paper from somewhere, bowing her head and writing vigorously. Standing up and raising her hand to signal someone to see off the guests, Nan Jingjin, who was only halfway dictating, was dragged up and shouted behind her.

"It's hard to listen to General Murong's teachings. I have to write down these two sentences... Alas, what are you doing in the middle of the sentence?! Don't arrest me, you should arrest Murong!"

After finally dismissing Nan Jingjin, Murong Hao strode towards the house, his steps were fast and steady, and he walked to the front of the main house in a short while, just in time to see Jiang Luoyu at the table not far away On the bed, I was drawing a vine that stretched into the house, and I looked at it while drawing, but my expression was relaxed.

Murong Hao walked over slowly, didn't speak, just stood beside him quietly watching, until he finished the painting, then smiled and wrapped his waist around his waist, and said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty summoned me to the Ministry of War and I will be back in a while."

Jiang Luoyu's pen paused a little, and drew a section of dark vines. He turned his head with a smile and said, "Your Majesty will use you before the injury is fully healed, but I really made up my mind not to let you rest."

Murong Hao rubbed the warm jade-like skin on his cheeks, a contented look flashed across his face, he held his fingers on the man's wrist, and after the two of them drew another section of vine together, they slowly retracted and rubbed lightly. : "I heard that it's still a matter of Eastern Xinjiang. It won't be long before I go and return. Don't worry."

When Jiang Luoyu heard that it was about Eastern Xinjiang again, she frowned unnoticed, but stopped the pen in her hand, as if she wanted to say something to the people behind her, but after hesitating for a while, she let go. He calmed down, and said softly: "Don't ride a horse, go in a carriage, and be careful of the wound opening."

"understood."

When the two people in the room finished talking about their business and started to get confused again, there was a knock on the door, followed by Sleeping Star's report.

"Neijun, general."

Jiang Luoyu responded with a smile, threw the malicious hand from her waist, straightened her clothes, walked to the door and opened it, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mian Xing lowered his body to salute the two people in the room, his expression was a little strange when he spoke: "Mr. Nei, there are people from the Murong family outside asking to see you."

"People from the Murong family?" Jiang Luoyu was also taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't expect it to be this answer. Looking back, he glanced at Murong Hao who was also full of doubts and didn't speak, and his words were filled with curiosity, "Who is it?"

"Back to Neijun, it's... Young Master Cheng, and those concubines of Lord Shangshu, who said that they came to visit Neijun and the general on behalf of Lord Shangshu."

"These people are coming, I'm afraid it's the second uncle's intention." As soon as he heard who was coming, the man in Xuanyi strode forward to Jiangluo

Beside Yu's body, a cold light flashed across the bottom of his eyes, "Go back to them and say that I went to the Ministry of War, and only Neijun is not good at seeing guests.

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"It's as if I can't see people." Jiang Luoyu raised his hand and rubbed his temples, let out a sigh of relief, raised his calf and kicked him, "Why do you still like to make your own decisions?"

Murong Hao saw that the boot was about to be kicked over, and quickly moved to the side, with a look of helplessness appearing on his face: "I just sent those people away for you."

Ever since the blood coral incident, Jiang Luoyu has been in a state of being angry for less than an hour. Seeing the two bickering again and not forgetting to kick and hide like a child, Mian Xing stepped back while covering her lips, smiling. Brows and eyes are curved, but ears are pricked up to listen to the conversation over there.

Jiang Luoyu snorted coldly, apparently dissatisfied with his explanation just now, and kicked him again: "You still said that I am overbearing, obviously you are overbearing."

Murong Hao shook his head, although his expression was distressed, there was a smile on his lips, this time he received the kick on his calf, but he still stood firmly in place: "Remember the grudge."

"Hmph, you can come up with a reason for everything! This is the real General Chaoyun, don't just change him after entering the prison, how can you be so eloquent now! Let me pinch my cheeks to see if it's true !"

Seeing that person approaching, Murong Hao retreated again and again, and finally retreated to the imperial concubine's couch. He felt his eyes darken, and before he could stop him, he felt a pain on his face. He was really being pinched by Jiang Luoyu's fingers and shaking from side to side. It was as if he really had a human skin mask on his face that needed to be torn off.

General Chaoyun, who has always been serious and cold-faced in court, dare not say the word nonsense at this time, otherwise if Jiang Luoyu really made a fool of himself

When he got up, he couldn't bear it—so he gave in decisively, and his eyes widened, his expression was a little more pitiful: "Really."

"It's so funny, it's true." Seeing that he was pretty well-behaved, Jiang Luoyu nodded in satisfaction. General Murong's face felt so good in his hands that he didn't want to let go after pinching it for a long time. The man pretended to look pitiful, Jiang Luoyu straightened up after half a cup of tea, and finally raised his hand mercifully to signal him to leave.

"Didn't it mean that the Ministry of War and His Majesty summoned you for something? Right now, the front door is blocked by Mr. Cheng, and the aggrieved general can only leave through the back door."

Murong Hao was squeezed by him for half a cup of tea, the skin on his cheeks was soaked with a layer of rouge, and he looked a bit beautiful, Jiang Luoyu looked a little ready to move, Murong Hao was caught by his eyes. Numb, he immediately looked away and coughed dryly twice: "I'll be back soon."

Jiang Luoyu smiled and said, "Go ahead."

After Murong Hao left, Jiang Luoyu withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Mian Xing who was standing outside the door. Mian Xing noticed her master's gaze, immediately stopped smiling, and asked in a low voice what happened just now.

"Neijun, Mr. Cheng and the others..."

Jiang Luoyu raised her eyebrows when she heard the words: "Let them come in. If the second uncle is outside, we are afraid of the elders' intimidation and fear that he will harm us again, so we don't open the door, but we are always in the imperial capital. Mr. Cheng, who has the reputation of being weak, and those concubines, if they don’t let them in, they will be bullying the younger, and I will never do such a thing.”

After hearing his words, Mian Xing became a bit more worried, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "But Neijun, Mr. Cheng is not only a name for weakness in the imperial capital, but also lustful... The general is not in the mansion right now. , if you go to receive them alone, you will have a lot of gossip if they find out."

"Since it's gossip, let them talk about it. I'm not afraid of it. Besides, I'm not an ordinary women's doubles. If everyone wants to avoid suspicion, wouldn't it mean that no one in trouble can go out, let alone go to court as an official." Jiang Luoyu didn't take it seriously, the smile on the corners of his lips was faintly visible, and after glancing at the people beside him, there seemed to be something in his voice, "And if I don't let them in, I have nothing to do, are you right?" wrong?"

Hearing this, Mian Xing raised her head in doubt, and shook her head: "The nephew is plotting, and the subordinates don't understand."

Seeing the deep doubt in his eyes, Jiang Luoyu shook his head with a smile on the contrary: "Forget it, since you are so opposed, then after you lure them in, you shouldn't come here, and it's better to avoid suspicion—bring Mr. Cheng and Those concubines go to the living room and let him deal with it when the general returns, remember that the tea and fruit must be ready, don't let them have the opportunity to complain and make trouble."

Hearing such an order, Mian Xing lowered his body and said, "I would like to follow the order of the Neijun."