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

When Xuan Jing woke up, Qiao Mo had been waiting for a long time, and there were still some people sent by the emperor standing outside the courtyard.

Qiao Mo stretched out a hand to stop the shadow guard commander: "Master is still resting, please wait a moment."

Ding Si, the leader of the shadow guards, repeated with a cold face: "Your Majesty has an order, and King Xuanjing will enter the palace immediately."

"Master is still resting, please wait a moment." Qiao Mo lowered his voice and refused again.

Seeing that a fight was about to start, Han Siwan hurried forward to smooth things over: "Hey, don't worry, don't worry, I think His Highness should wake up at this time, Qiao Mo went to see if His Highness woke up, Commander Ding also had a sip of tea and took a break Take a break, don't be in a hurry."

The two sides looked at each other and accepted the proposal temporarily. Qiao Mo turned around and returned to the main hall.

The sound of breathing in the room was gentle and long, Qiao Mo glanced in through the window, the person on the bed was blushing, the quilt was pressed against his chest, and he didn't know what sweet dream he was having.

Qiao Mo hesitated for a moment, and then gently pushed open the door. He knew that these people would definitely not dare to break in directly, but they might beg to see him loudly in the courtyard, and he really couldn't stop him alone.

The wooden door was pushed open and then gently closed, Han Siwan quickly grabbed Ding Si to keep him silent: "Don't talk."

Ding Siping was covered by a girl for no reason, and the conditioned reflex almost broke Han Siwan's arm.

Xuan Jing was finally awakened by Han Siwan's screams.

Before Qiao Mo reached the bed, he heard screams outside the courtyard. He was stunned for a moment, but as expected, the master was awakened.

He quickly walked to the bedside and knelt down, and reported softly: "Master, Ding Si, the commander of the shadow guards, is outside, saying that His Majesty summoned him."

Xuan Jing was having a sweet dream. In the dream, Qiao Mo was very well-behaved. He kissed as soon as he asked, and lay down as soon as he was asked. He just pushed Qiao Mo on the bed when he was woken up by Han Siwan's screams. He was so angry that he just wanted to kill.

Xuan Jing stretched out his hand and touched Qiao Mo's head, feeling much better. He reluctantly sat up and asked Qiao Mo to put on his shoes, and ordered: "Take Han Siwan and return it to Brother Huang later. She was about to die of noise."

Qiao Mo had just put on one shoe for him, but before he picked up the other shoe, he heard the master's order and froze there.

Xuan Jing didn't get a response, he shook his feet: "What are you thinking?"

Only then did Qiao Mo come back to his senses and picked up the second shoe for Xuan Jing to put on. He hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Master doesn't like Miss Han?"

Xuan Jing sighed helplessly: "How many times have I told you that I like you."

What's more, that little bastard Han Siwan said yesterday that I look like her dog, if she really likes her, she must not treat me like a dog!

Xuan Jing complained silently in his heart.

Perhaps he had heard these words too many times, and Qiao Mo had already told his master that he liked him and had no reaction at all. He continued to ask, "Then which yard should I allocate to Miss Han when I go back?"

Qiao Mo knew that it was presumptuous for him to ask this question. The master should have ordered the housekeeper to arrange such a matter, and it would be his turn to ask a shadow guard, but he just couldn't hold back.

Miss Han is His Majesty's favorite Concubine Jing, and now that the master is returning to Beijing, he also specially asked to bring Miss Han back, which means that the marriage will be completed soon.

But the master also said that he likes him, so he shouldn't give himself to Miss Han so soon.

Xuan Jing got up from the bed and sat down in front of the dressing table, waiting for Qiao Mo to tie his hair, and chatting with him with a sigh of relief: "She, a lady from the prime minister's mansion, wants the yard in our mansion? If you don't, you won't allow it either." Arrange for her."

Saying that, Xuan Jing suddenly turned his head, his hair was still in Qiao Mo's hands, and his scalp hurt from being pulled by this twist: "Hiss..., did she look for you?"

"...No." Qiao Mo hastily let go of his hand, fearing that he would hurt his master again.

Only then did Xuan Jing feel relieved and turned his head away again: "That's good, if she finds you, don't be afraid, just refuse, there is no place for her to live in our house."

Qiao Mo heard it strangely, he knew that the master didn't like Miss Han, but not liking it didn't affect the master to marry her, Miss Han is the person His Majesty prefers, and will eventually live in Prince Jing's Mansion.

But the meaning of the master's words is, unexpectedly, not to marry?

Xuan Jing looked at the contemplative figure behind him in the bronze mirror, and sighed again, it's not easy to chase after her husband.

When Xuan Jing dressed up and went out, Han Siwan was almost mad at Ding Si. She just wanted to cover his mouth, but he almost broke her arm. She also had a cold face and didn't even apologize.

When talking about him, he still retorted blankly: "This subordinate accidentally injured Miss Han, Miss Han can report to His Majesty, and the subordinate will be dealt with according to the law."

Is it that hard to apologize?

Besides, she, Han Siwan, is the kind of person who complains?

Han Siwan deliberately made it difficult for Ding Si with a smirk: "Don't waste your majesty's time, Commander Ding almost broke my arm just now, let me break Commander Ding's arm as well and we will be even."

Ding Si wanted to say that this was against the rules, but after thinking about it again, it was true that he was at fault first, so he nodded and handed his arm to Han Siwan, not reassuring, and said: "Please hurry up, Miss Han, my subordinate You have to escort King Jing into the palace as soon as possible."

Han Siwan was even angrier, she just scared Ding Si, she was going to really cripple his arm.

Ding Si stretched his arm for a long time without seeing Han Siwan's movement. He suddenly thought that Han Siwan was the prime minister, and he probably didn't bother to do it himself. He lowered his head and proposed again: "Your subordinates can do it themselves. If Miss Han is not satisfied, you can punish him again."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Han Siwan's reaction, he stretched out his other hand to pinch his arm, and with a click, Han Siwan heard the sound of bones breaking, and saw that one of Ding Si's arms had dropped.

"You you you..." Han Siwan opened her eyes wide: "You are sick!"

Ding Si frowned, is this dissatisfied?Isn't it already broken?He twisted his arms out of place.

Ding Si stretched out his hand again, took his arm back, and stretched out in front of Han Siwan again: "You sent someone to execute the execution?" He added: "Please hurry up, my subordinates still have errands. "

Han Siwan didn't dare to say anything anymore, this person couldn't take a joke at all, and her own arm was still aching, but seeing Ding Si's calm face, she couldn't make things difficult, she cleared her throat: "No need."

Ding Si was quite surprised, he thought that the eldest lady would be relentless, but he would not take the initiative to take the initiative if she did not seek trouble, so he withdrew his hand back again.

Han Siwan was about to say something more when the door of the main house opened suddenly, and Ding Si hurriedly led everyone to salute Xuan Jing.

Xuan Jing waved his hand: "Get up."

Xuan Jing probably knew what the emperor wanted him for, but it was much earlier than he imagined. He thought that he would have to stay for a while before the emperor would find out why he came to Nanshan Town. Now that the time has come earlier, it must be What happened in the palace.

He walked out first, and when he walked up to Ding Si, he asked with a smile: "Ding Si, the emperor's announcement was so sudden, did someone offend the emperor again?"

"Subordinates don't know."

Xuan Jing felt that Ding Si was tougher than his family Qiao Mo, so he kept a cold face every day and said nothing.

Forget it, you'll know when you go back anyway.

Xuan Jing asked someone to get a carriage for Han Siwan, and took Han Siwan and Zhou Xiaobao back together.

The carriage was driving on the avenue, and Xuan Jing was eating grapes on a jade pillow.

He picked up a grape and peeled it, then suddenly opened the car curtain and called out, "Mo Mo."

Qiao Mo followed the carriage on horseback, and immediately bowed his head when he heard the words: "What is the master's order?"

With a smile on his face, Xuan Jing stretched out his hand and stuffed the grape into Qiao Mo's mouth, and said in a good mood, "Don't swallow it if you can't chew it enough."

Qiao Mo, who just wanted to swallow it straight away: "..."

The shadow guards around looked at Qiao Mo sympathetically. The master gave him medicine and asked him to chew it a few times, which is too pitiful.

Qiao Moshi chewed a few times without knowing the taste before he vaguely realized that what the master just stuffed into his mouth seemed to be, grapes?

Perhaps the grapes were too sweet, and Qiao Mo was in a good mood for the rest of the journey.

After finally entering the capital, Xuan Jing asked Zhou Xiaobao to be sent to King Jing's mansion, and then instructed Qiao Mo to follow Ding Si into the palace.

He has been to Zhaoyang Hall many times, but he has never felt such a depressing atmosphere when he came here.

The palace people outside the hall were all withdrawn three feet away, and only Wang Lin was guarding the front of the hall.

Xuan Jing calmly raised his foot up the steps, and quietly asked Wang Lin: "What's going on?"

Wang Lin shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Xuan Jing was surprised, even Wang Lin didn't know?Then it wasn't found out. Could it be that Zhou Si himself confessed?

Xuan Jing spoke in a breathy voice: "How does Brother Huang feel?"

Wang Lin shook his head again, and opened his mouth to speak in a breathy voice: "It's hard to say."

Xuan Jing: ...

That's just not so good.

He bit the bullet and walked in, and saw Zhou Si kneeling in the center of the hall.

It seems that the guess is right.

Xuan Jing saluted very politely, and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, why is he looking for my younger brother? My younger brother has resigned from office, and I have no chance to do anything that would bother my brother."

Xuan Luo knew him very well, he could tell from his appearance that he was guilty, and he was too lazy to play Tai Chi with this brat, so he directly asked with a cold face, "What did you go to Nanshan Town for?"

Xuan Jing rolled his eyes, walked up to Xuan Luo and knelt down in front of Xuan Luo very wisely, tugged at the corner of Xuan Luo's robe, and begged for mercy: "I'm just going to play, and find someone by the way, Brother Huang, don't be angry."

Xuan Luo glanced at him, did not pull out the corner of his robe, and asked following his words: "Who are you looking for?"

"Then who else can I look for," Xuan Jing said with a drawn out voice, "Of course I'm looking for my little nephew."

Xuan Luo stopped breathing immediately, he looked at Zhou Si who was also surprised, and asked Xuan Jing, "How do you know?"

Of course it was found out, Xuan Jing thought.

But he didn't answer Xuan Luo's question directly, instead he asked: "Brother Huang, tell me first what Brother Huang thinks? Do you accept this child?"

"How about whether I accept it or not?"

"If you accept it, then you can't care about me marrying Momo. If you don't accept it, I will raise my little nephew as my own son, and he can be regarded as a successor. You can't even bother me marrying Momo." It's about ink."

Xuan Luo: ...