After I retired, I became Shadow Guard's little wife

The door of Mrs. Zhou's house was wide open, and even standing at the door, she could still see the green vegetables planted in the yard. As soon as Xiao Bao arrived at her door, she struggled to get down. Qiao Mo looked at Xuan Jing first, and saw that he had no objection. It means to put people down.

"Mother." Xiaobao ran very fast, shouting as he ran, "I'm back."

"You still know to come back," Aunt Zhou's voice came from the room: "Zhou Xiaobao, if you don't come back, don't eat tonight."

Xuan Jing and Qiao Mo stood at the door, wondering whether they should go in or not. The owner of the yard didn't come out, and it sounded like there were only female relatives in the house. They were two big men, which was really inconvenient.

Xiao Bao opened the door and looked in, his mother was sitting at the table sewing clothes: "Mother, the two uncles who raise the donkey are here."

"How many times have I said that, it's a horse," Mrs. Zhou quickly stood up and looked out the window. Sure enough, there were two new neighbors who just moved in next door standing at the gate. She hurriedly put down her sewing and went out : "The two gentlemen came and didn't say a word. Seeing that I am still sitting in the room, the reception is not good enough. Come in and have a cup of tea."

Xuan Jing smiled, and asked warmly: "Is it convenient?"

"It's okay, come in." Aunt Zhou said very heartily, "I already have a son, why do you care about this? Just come in."

"Okay." Xuan Jing stretched out his hand and tugged at Qiao Mo's sleeve. Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment, then thought of what the master said just now about pretending to be affectionate, and tentatively held Xuan Jing's hand back.

The smile on Xuan Jing's face deepened.

It seemed that the host was not in the yard, so Xuan Jing sat on the stone bench in the middle of the yard, and there was still a teapot on the table.

Qiao Mo consciously stood behind Xuan Jing.

Aunt Zhou poured two cups of tea, but when she looked up, she found that only one person was sitting down. She asked curiously, "Why are you standing? Don't you sit?"

After she asked, she looked at Xuan Jing again, her eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.

Xuan Jing didn't move like a mountain, but instead looked at Qiao Mo along with him.

Qiao Mo felt uneasy. Does the master mean to sit together?But how dare he sit with his master?So Qiao Mo also looked at Xuan Jing, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Xuan Jing smiled: "Sit."

This was considered an order, Qiao Mo resisted the urge to kneel down, and sat stiffly beside Xuan Jing.

Aunt Zhou looked confused: "Who are you?"

Xuan Jing had already thought up his rhetoric. He took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and started his own way of making up: "Didn't I tell you today? We eloped here, and he was originally my My bodyguard, I am in love with him, I am in love with him, but my second brother does not allow me to be with Momo."

"Oh, my parents died young, and it was the second elder brother who made the decision. He wanted me to marry a girl from another family and forbade me to be with Momo, but how could I disappoint Momo and hurt a good girl from another family? Then we will escaped."

"Our family has a lot of rules. Momo used to be my bodyguard. He got used to those rules. Now he has become my husband. He can't change it for a while, so..."

Xuan Jing talked nonsense with a serious face, Qiao Mo sat beside him dumbfounded, and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

The more Xuan Jing spoke, the more sad he became. Thinking of the difficulty of chewing Qiao Mo's wood, he wanted to bite him angrily, and even the grievance in his tone was quite true. Aunt Zhou almost shed tears when she listened to it. The rag on the table was about to wipe his face.

Seeing the situation getting worse, Xuan Jing quickly snatched the rag from Aunt Zhou's hand, took out a handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Aunt Zhou.

Aunt Zhou was stunned for a moment before taking the handkerchief from Xuan Jing's hand, thanking her in a low voice, but instead of wiping her tears with that handkerchief, she put it on the stone table.

"I made you laugh," Aunt Zhou wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and smiled, "I'm getting old, and I'm a little hurt by the scene."

Xuan Jing shook his head and comforted: "Xiaobao is still young, Madam is not old, you are still young in my hometown at your age."

"Your hometown?" Mrs. Zhou asked hesitantly: "Didn't you say you are from the capital? Do women in the capital have children so late now?"

"Uh..." Xuan Jing was at a loss for words, and got carried away for a moment, and said it.

Aunt Zhou smiled: "I know the young master is comforting me. To tell you the truth, I was originally from the capital. Although I have become a rough person after staying in this village for a long time, I still know a little about the people in the capital."

Xuan Jing could only smile awkwardly, but didn't notice that Aunt Zhou's tone was much gentler.

Xuan Jing doesn't know how to comfort people, and he doesn't need him to comfort people after he has been a prince for a long time, and Qiao Mo doesn't know how, he always obeys orders and never takes the initiative to say anything.

But Mrs. Zhou didn't need them to comfort her, she quickly calmed down and asked Xuan Jing what to call her.

"A Jing," Xuan Jing repeated: "It's good for Madam to call me A Jing, this one," Xuan Jing pointed at Qiao Mo for a moment, and finally said with a smile, "You can call him Xiao Qiao."

Tongquechun locked Er Qiao deeply, when will he, Xuan Jing, accept his little Qiao?

The two sat at Mrs. Zhou's house for a while, and when they learned that Mrs. Zhou's husband had passed away, they couldn't sit any longer. They had to ask Mrs. Zhou to go to their house to find him if she needed help, and told Xiaobao that she wanted to go. Play can go anytime.

Qiao Mo was dumb the whole time, and only occasionally poured him a cup of tea when Xuan Jing said he was tired.

After the two returned, Qiao Mo knelt at Xuan Jing's feet in the main room, and said solemnly, "Master, this subordinate sees that Mrs. Zhou doesn't look like an ordinary country woman."

"En." Xuan Jing casually said, he found a small leaf on Qiao Mo's head, and he was thinking whether to help him take it off.

Qiao Mo only felt that the master was staring at him, but he didn't know what the master was looking at, so he could only watch Ren Xuanjing motionlessly.

Xuan Jing took the leaf off Qiao Mo's head, Qiao Mo shuddered, and then felt a numb itching, he resisted the urge to touch his neck, and asked in a low voice: "Thank you, master, Does Mrs. Zhou need her subordinates to check it out?"

"No, she's not a bad person." Xuan Jing said.

"Yes."

After a while, Xuan Jing asked, "Where do you live?"

Their house was not too big, but it was quite spacious when there were only the two of them.

"The subordinates put the things in the room next to the woodshed."

"Next to the firewood room?" Xuan Jing frowned. He hadn't turned around yet, so he didn't know where the firewood room was, but he also knew that no matter which house the firewood room was, it couldn't be very close to the main house. , I have lived in Xuanjing Mansion for ten years, and I don't even know where the firewood house is.

At least not in every corner he passed.

"...Yes" Qiao Mo replied cautiously.

Is the master unhappy?

Just when he was hesitating whether to plead guilty, Xuan Jing suddenly ordered: "It's too far away, you will live in the room next door from now on."

Xuan Jing refers to the east side house, which is next to the main house, and it is only a dozen steps away.

"Master, this doesn't fit..."

"What doesn't suit?" Qiao Mo was interrupted by Xuan Jing before he finished speaking: "Is it against the rules or not to my liking?"

Is the rule important or my happiness is important, you choose yourself?

As soon as he said this, Qiao Mo also realized that he was really overstepping. He kept saying that he didn't dare to overstep or disobey his master, but everything he did was according to his master's wishes. of.

To change in the future, what the master says is what it is, and it is not allowed to go against the master's will.

"There is no disagreement. What the master said is that the subordinates will move here now. Thank you for your compassion."

Only then was Xuan Jing satisfied.

He originally wanted Qiao Mo to live in his room directly, but the pursuit had to be gradual, and it was acceptable to live next door first, and Yumu's head had to be tapped slowly.

In the palace, Zhaoyang Hall.

Xuan Luo held a piece of unicorn jade and rubbed it carefully, Wang Lin closed the curtain very lightly, and stood in the hall with a secret report in his hand, Xuan Luo looked up at him after a while, with a flat tone: "gone?"

"Return to Your Majesty, the people who followed said that the prince has arrived at Nanshan, and he only brought a shadow guard with him, and he just rested now." Wang Lin presented the secret report to Xuan Luo.

Xuan Luo snorted, threw the jade unicorn on the table casually, and took the secret report in Wang Lin's hand: "Now he has fulfilled his wish."

Wang Lin didn't dare to speak, so he just cut the candle wick to make the light brighter.

The secret report wrote what Xuan Jing did this day, who he met, and what he said. Xuan Jing looked down at ten lines at a glance, until he saw the sentence "This is my husband" and crushed it all at once. He took the teacup that Wang Lin had just offered.

"Your Majesty calm down." Wang Lin hurriedly knelt on the ground, took a bottle of Bing Muscle Lotion and applied medicine to Xuan Luo.

Xuan Luo turned to the second page.

"My second brother doesn't allow me to be with Momo..."

Xuan Luo sneered, thinking that he still knows that I am his second brother?

Wang Lin carefully wrapped a layer of medicine on Xuan Luo's fingers, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, calm down, the prince has always respected you."

"I wish he would be disrespectful," Xuan Luo said, "Every time I see him, it's like a mouse seeing a cat. Can I skin him or something?"

Wang Lin knew that His Majesty was slowing down, and he was a little bolder in his words: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, so the prince is naturally afraid of some of you."

"If he was really afraid, he wouldn't disobey me for that shadow guard." Xuan Luo became angry when he mentioned this. The first time he found out that his younger brother might like the lowly shadow guard next to him, he mentioned that he would kill the prime minister Han's family. The granddaughter offered him a promise, but she was flatly rejected, and the subsequent quarrels were mostly because of him, and now she has to resign her title after a quarrel, I am really spoiled.

Xuan Luo pressed the center of his eyebrows, remembering the day before Xuan Jing left...

It was quiet in Zhaoyang Hall, Wang Lin was picking up the debris on the ground, Xuan Luo was silent for a while, put down the secret report, and sighed: "Forget it, let him go first, ask someone to protect him, don't get hurt."

"Yes." Wang Lin responded, and sent another group of people to protect Xuanjing when he planned to go out.

Xuan Luo suddenly spoke again when he was about to go out.

"Let Zhou Si come over."

Wang Lin paused for a moment, his complexion was not very good, but he didn't dare to say anything, and answered yes in a low voice.

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