Twilight Cloud Returns

Xiao Zhongzi looked up along the hands that handed out the handkerchief, and the person who held up the oil-paper umbrella for him was the honorable Prince Mo.

Xiao Zhongzi was nervous for a moment, but he was about to kneel down and salute immediately, but Chu Mohen helped him up.

He immediately said humbly: "Prince Mo, this is absolutely unacceptable, the slave is humble, I can't afford this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Mohen interrupted mercilessly, saying in a piercing voice: "Remember, whether you can afford it or not, you can get it by yourself."

Having said that, but as an eunuch, how can he fight for it?

Xiao Zhongzi gradually lowered his head in low self-esteem.

Chu Mohen looked at the eaves of the palace dripping with water, and said deeply: "Wei Zhongan, in this huge palace, who remembers your real name?"

He was surprised that Prince Mo blurted out his real name, since entering the palace, lowly eunuchs don't even deserve to have a name, and can only be called "Little Faithful Son" by the master and the eunuchs who have lost face in front of the master.

The rainwater slid down from the bulging veins in his palm, and Xiao Zhongzi said, "Only Prince Mo said it so easily."

"Relying on your elder brother today, you are able to become the loyal father-in-law in his mouth. Wei Zhongan, you are willing to rely on yourself to fight for it, to truly become the father-in-law Wei that others trust, and to truly make your elder brother stay by your side ?”

stay with you...

The last sentence suddenly aroused the love and faith in his heart, even though he didn't know how Prince Mo knew his thoughts for his brother, he thought he concealed his feelings very well.

However, the gods stretched out a hand that could change fate to him. He recalled every detail of his life with his elder brother. He made up his mind and took two steps back solemnly. The eyes and ears of the lord are dedicated to death, and it is only after death."

Chu Mohen gave him the umbrella, and said, "Go back, you have to be on duty at night as usual, don't let people see your emotions."

Wei Zhongan took the umbrella and said worriedly: "My lord, you gave the umbrella to the servant, how do you leave the palace?"

The corner of Chu Mohen's lips curled up into a smile, but with an imperceptible hint of gloom, he said, "This king has experienced many winds and rains, this time is not bad."

He turned and left until he disappeared at the end of the long street.

Holding the paper umbrella presented by Lord Mo, Wei Zhongan stepped step by step on the stone steps back to the verandah.

Perhaps the most incomprehensible thing in this imperial palace is King Mo Xian, who is praised by everyone.

Cloud Palace.

When Yun Chuxiu came back covered in rain, Wu Qing felt extremely distressed. The latter looked at the turbulent weather and said, "It's only the end of spring, and it rains like June..."

He arranged for the servant to prepare hot soup, and said to Zhi Huan, "Go and wash quickly to warm up."

Yun Chuxiu was obedient and walked behind the screen, lying in the hot soup with suitable water temperature, very comfortable!

In the wooden barrel, he talked about Wei Guoan's conferment of marriage today.

Wuqing said wistfully: "In the eyes of others, Wei Duwei is full of glory and wealth. But only he himself understands that the relationship with that Haitang girl has been cut off like this..."

"Zhihuan, if you were Captain Wei, would you continue to look for Miss Haitang?"

Yun Chuxiu couldn't help shivering in the water bath, this is really a proposition!

He diverted Wuqing's attention, and shouted from behind the screen: "Ah Qing, help me bring me the scrubbing towel."

Wuqing turned his head and saw that it was really a careless boy who forgot to put it beside the tub.

He stood on the other side of the screen, with his body turned away, and only reached in with the hand holding the kerchief.

In the next second, he was dragged into the bathtub by Zhihuan, and the water sprayed up covered the stone bricks.

The warm water soaked Wu Qing Today's plain clothes, which vaguely showed the outline of a thin chest.

"You..." Wuqing became angry from embarrassment, the two of them took a bath together, what a shame!

He was about to leave in an instant, and he put his hand on Zhi Zhi's still hot chest in a daze, and he wanted to withdraw his hand when it was so hot, but Zhi still held it tightly.

With Wuqing's all-too-familiar smirk on the corner of Yun Chuxiu's lips, she said playfully, "Don't even think about going out after you come in..."

Wuqing's face was flushed red, and his whole body was already drenched.The long indigo-colored hair, which was thick like a waterfall, has been scattered due to the tossing just now, and it is stained with water droplets, just like a picture of a beauty coming out of the bath.The water vapor rising around is like the smog of the mountain stream, adding to the hazy drunkenness.

Yun Chuxiu suddenly felt the temperature in her body rise suddenly, and her throat moved up and down disobediently.He directly hugged Wuqing into his arms, the thick scent of magnolia mixed with the masculine breath emanating from his body, fully enveloping Wuqing.

Yun Chuxiu quietly took off his shirt, and wrapped a muscular and powerful arm around Wuqing's protruding collarbone. He carefully kissed from top to bottom on the side, as if it was a piece of delicate and fragile porcelain .

Wuqing's little hand was under the water and he didn't know where to put it. His breathing became more and more rapid with Zhihuan's kiss, and the pores all over his body seemed to be expanding, exuding the heat in his body.

He didn't dare to move, for fear that the futile struggle would arouse the desire to pay back.

But he was really terrified, how could such a thing happen in...

Yun Chuxiu's palm, which had become a little callused due to the march and battle, lay on Wuqing's fat shoulder, and rubbed it repeatedly.

Wuqing couldn't help but uttered: "Know it...don't..."

The little wild cat didn't make a sound, but when it made a sound, it was like a soft pad stepped on his heart, making his heart itch.

Yun Chuxiu suddenly bowed his head to hold Wuqing's earlobe, the latter immediately closed his eyes, his whole body was trembling, his voice had a hint of crying, and he said aggrievedly: "I know...I don't want to..."

Yun Chuxiu had no choice but to give up halfway, the last thing he wanted to see was Wuqing's reluctance.

He got up and wiped the wet Wuqing clean, and joked: "You are the No. 1 person in the world who can let Young Master Yun lay down to serve you."

The rain at the end of spring is still cool and prevails.

Wuqing came out of the water, his body was cold.

Yun Chuxiu was afraid that his cold would recur due to her mischief, so she quickly wrapped him in a quilt.

Wuqing huddled in the quilt with only one head exposed, dissatisfied with what he just said: "If your mind is not full of dirty things, with the behavior just now, how can you put down your body to serve others?"

Yun Chuxiu put on her clothes and thought about how to change Wuqing's rigid thinking. If he disagreed every time, he would not be the first prince to be suffocated to death in Da Zhou!

"How can this be called a nasty thing? It is reasonable for husband and wife to do business. Besides, change the location to add some spice to our life..."

He has always been shameless, Wuqing covered the quilt and refused to listen, he was used to it.

Wuqing suddenly recalled the question before the play, and Zhihuan hadn't answered yet, so he persistently asked: "Zhihuan, if you were Captain Wei, would you continue to look for Miss Haitang?"

Yun Chuxiu frowned, this little cat still hasn't forgotten what happened just now.

It's not that he doesn't want to answer, it's just that this kind of assumption has always been meaningless.

Yun Chuxiu lightly scratched the bridge of his nose, and said, "I'm different from him. Captain Wei had no choice but to give up Miss Haitang. Even if there was a day when it was absolutely necessary, I would not turn my back on you."

At that time, Wuqing only thought it was an illusory word as a last resort, but he never expected that he and Zhihuan would actually come to that day...

Wuqing lay in his arms, raised his bright eyes, and said: "Marriage has always had six ceremonies: acceptance, name asking, Najib, Nazheng, asking for a date, and welcoming in person. Why is your majesty so anxious that the first five rites should be given to you?" Skip it straight away, within three days, you will be betrothing Princess Anning to Captain Wei?"

Yun Chuxiu was also trying to figure out Chu Tiankuo's thoughts, he was not such a quick-tempered person in the past, he seemed to want to push Wei Guoan out and become the target of public criticism.

He didn't know what Chu Tiankuo's next plan was, so he could only tell Wei Guoan to be cautious in every step.

Three days passed quickly.

Princess An Ning got married from the palace, and the red cloth spread ten miles straight to the front of Wei's mansion, and the dowry was even more numerous.

The people in the capital all said that the Empress Dowager loved this adopted daughter very much. It must be because of how many good deeds she had done in her previous life that she could be reborn in the emperor's family in this life.

Xue Wanjun sat on the red sedan chair, and the tears on her face smudged away.

On that day, benefactor left in a hurry without leaving his name.

She didn't dare to entrust her father to inquire, for fear that her father would anger her to have a personal relationship with a strange man outside.

She prefers her benefactor, and she will not marry unless he is the only one in this life. I don't know if he was married before, does he have a wife and room?

The sedan chair was lifted up by the porter, and she knew that the husband personally chosen by the Holy Majesty came to welcome her.

Liang Deying tied a festive scarlet silk on his chest, flatteringly said: "Congratulations to the groom's official Wei Duwei!"

Wei Guoan cupped his hands one after another: "Don't dare, I have Mr. Lao."

Liang Deying flattered him and said: "Today, this servant specially exchanged value for Eunuch Zhong. You are overjoyed. This servant is not ignorant of human feelings. You and Eunuch Zhong have a good reunion and enjoy the brotherhood."

"That's really thanks to my father-in-law for taking the trouble to arrange it."

Wei Guoan immediately got on his horse, and the Haohao Tangtang team left from the Meridian Gate, receiving congratulations from the people of the whole city all the way.

It's just that the bride on the sedan chair is not the one he likes.

With the master of ceremonies saying "Courtesy", the matchmaker happily sent Princess Anning into the bridal chamber.

The Wei Mansion is really bustling.

No matter how big the officials are, they all come to congratulate the Qingche Duwei who is favored by the Holy Majesty, and it's time for the Hundred Officials' Court Meeting. The three-point area of ​​Wei Mansion is almost crowded with people.

Liu Yi drank too much at this time, and cried like an old father finally seeing his son get married, tears falling away.

"My dear brother, seeing that you have finally married a wife, the elder brother is relieved at last... Especially you have found a father-in-law who is a high-ranking official..." He pulled the gloomy Xue Liandao over, held his hand and said politely , "Lord Xue, this good brother, the last general, will depend on you in the future... It is not easy for him to go through the storms of the frontier to get to where he is today... Woohoo..."

Xue Liandao looked disgusted, to see what kind of cronies this good son-in-law has made!Sprinkle wine like crazy at the wedding banquet!

Yun Chuxiu came up to make a rescue, "Lord Xue, I respect you!"

It's a done deal, and it's meaningless not to be angry.

Xue Liandao raised his head and drank it, that's all, as long as his daughter can be happy, he as a father has nothing to ask for.

The front hall was lively and noisy all day, and Wei Guoan was drunk for a whole day by the guests.His eyes were a little dazed, and he sat on a stool to sober up.

It was getting late, and the guests dispersed.

Wei Zhongan finally sat opposite his brother.

Knowing that his elder brother was unhappy, he got married vigorously, but Mei Jiao'e sitting in the wedding room was not the person he liked.But at the same time, he was rejoicing that that person was not Miss Haitang, and that his brother would not leave his full love to her...

Wei Zhongan took a cup of sober tea and put it in front of him, "Brother, drink some sober wine."

Wei Guoan raised his head following the sound, it was his younger brother who he had been busy all day and hadn't taken care of.

He looked up his drunken face and said with a smile: "It's my younger brother... I'm sorry that I couldn't take care of you..."

Wei Zhongan wanted to touch his face while he was drunk, but he avoided it with a smile.

Wei Zhongan's hand that stopped in mid-air had no choice but to drop, he only felt that the words he said next were trying to kill him: "Brother, brother, I wish you and your sister-in-law a hundred years... a good relationship... an early baby..."

"Okay!" Wei Guoan suddenly clapped his hands happily, "Brother said well!"

He poured himself a glass of wine, not knowing whether he was talking nonsense after being drunk or using the alcohol to say those unspeakable words, "It's good that brother can think about it..."

Wei Zhongan looked at the Wei Mansion, which was decorated with lanterns and festoons, revealing joy everywhere, and he felt suffocated.

He beckoned to his maidservant, "Send me back to the wing room." Immediately, he walked out of Wei Mansion.

The maid supported Wei Guoan and walked to the back garden. He seemed sober and said, "Back off."

Wei Guoan stood in front of the garden, and if he passed by, she would be the wife chosen by the Holy Majesty; if he retreated, he would be able to chase Ah Zhong back.

His eyes finally fell on the last blooming crabapple in spring, and he moved forward unswervingly.