Powerful ministers are husbands

Cao Lu's handsome brows are calm and indifferent, with the implication of a heretic who stands far away from the world of mortals.

It seems that this is a fact that is used to it.

Pang Miao coughed a few times, and explained to Meng Qinghua, who was looking inquiringly, "It's getting late, it's a bit cold." After speaking, he put his arms around his arms and rubbed them.

"Jinxiu, take Miss Meng to the guest room." Cao Lv ordered, stepped forward, and naturally put an arm around Pang Miao's shoulder, "I'm tired after playing around all day."

Meng Qinghua smiled softly, "Cousin, let's talk by candlelight when we have a chance."

Such a sentence seemed to have infinite power, constantly whirling and floating in the air, and could not dissipate for a long time, so that Pang Miao raised his hand to support his forehead when he turned his back to Meng Qinghua and Meng Qinghua.

"After getting married, I don't have time to focus on me." When he stepped into Cao Lu's room, he found the only solution, "No, no, I went to the border, so I didn't have a chance to talk at night by candle... ,close--"

A new problem has arisen.

"You won't meet the real Mr. Wen, will you?"

"When they get back to the border, your sister will already be standing in a foreign country." Cao Lu shook his head, and handed Pang Miao a cup of tea, "After eating so much meat, relieve the greasyness."

"Thank you." Pang Miao took a sip of tea, and the fragrance of the tea lingered between his teeth, making him feel refreshed.

When Cao Lu came back after washing, Pang Miao was still lying on the table rubbing his forehead, frowning as if he had swallowed a handful of coptis.

Cao Lv asked casually, "Still thinking about it?"

"I wonder if General Cao can do something good together..." Pang Miao raised his head and saw that Cao Lv was only wearing a baggy jacket with a beautiful neckline. He blinked, touched the tip of his nose a few times, his tone Still calmly said: "One is your good brother, General, and the other is my cousin. They are hindered by difficulties and cannot finally get married. The so-called beauty of adults is better than building a seven-level pagoda. General Cao does not want to experience the matchmaking experience." Feel?"

Cao Lv didn't answer immediately, his brows and eyes were as calm as water, he paced back and forth by the table, and the fragrance of saponin on his clothes wafted to the tip of Pang Miao's nose.

Pang Miao was thinking that one of them was someone from Cao Lv, so he would definitely agree.

"You..." Cao Lu stopped abruptly, staring at Pang Miao quietly, "Call me General Cao, why do you want me to be with you if you are so lucky?"

"..." If you don't shout like that, what else can you shout?Pang Miao complained.

"You see, we are companions in the same boat through thick and thin." Cao Lv earnestly and seductively, but on the surface he is very serious, "There is no need to use honorifics. I call you 'A Miao', and you can naturally call me 'A Lu'. "

Pang Miao repeated in a daze, "Ah, law?"

Cao Lu clapped his hands, "Seeing how natural you yell, isn't that right? Let's just yell like that from now on."

"..." Pang Miao rubbed his forehead and brought the topic back to the point, "You promised me?"

"Yes." Cao Lu pointed to the basin, "If you don't wash it, the water will be cold."

Pang Miao was happy, and went to wash obediently. When he came back, he found that there was no one at the table. He turned the screen and saw Cao Lu lying on his side on the bed, with his head propped on his hands, lazily flipping through a book.He moved a bed and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Do you want to change your medicine today?"

"No need." Cao Lv closed the book, looked at Pang Miao, "smiled and told me that he wanted to stay in the imperial capital to serve. I thought about it, and there are many suitable positions for him."

Pang Miao said: "Qinghua said that General Gongyu would be depressed and frustrated if he stayed in the imperial capital to die overqualified, so it would be better to go to the border gate together... Do you think Qinghua really has to live a hard life with General Gongyu at the border? "

"Yixiao's salary is not low, and he built a house in the city, so life will not be hard. The only disadvantage is that if the two countries go to war, they will bear the brunt of it." Seeing Pang Miao's hesitant expression, Cao Lv asked with a smile, "You...repent gone?"

"Uh——" Pang Miao flinched a little, but after thinking about it, Meng Qinghua might not be ignorant of the danger at the border, "Cousin has made up her mind, and I will try my best to help. And you said that General Gongyu uses soldiers like a god, so he will be able to protect her well." Qinghua."

Cao Lu laughed, "Are you afraid that she will sleep with you again someday if she stays in the imperial capital?"

Pang Miao glared at Cao Lv, expressing his selfless starting point, "The Queen Mother's birthday gift, she helped me a lot."

"Oh—" Cao Lv sighed meaningfully, "You are such a person."

"Who?" Pang Miao narrowed his eyes.

Cao Lu changed the subject, "Why don't you talk about it first, how can we help them laugh?"

After going out to play for a long time, I escaped from the tiger's mouth again, and then I just washed it with hot water, and my whole body is indescribably comfortable, but it brings tiredness, and I can't wait to go to bed and sleep sweetly Sleep.

Pang Miao didn't intend to continue entangled in meaningless questions, and lay lazily on the edge of the bed.

"Using power and status to suppress people's tongues, of course not. The shop run by the Sangu's family is their fate. I think there will always be some storms when doing business, and if there are huge waves that cannot be solved, what should I do?" What should we do?" He said, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, his eyes were like the bright stars on the night, making him look radiant and his brows warm, "As long as you rely on your connections, in the name of General Gongyu, you will be able to deal with this matter." If you help the Meng family, you will surely succeed."

Cao Lv looked at the confident Pang Miao, hiding the deep smile in his eyes.

"The key issue is that it may not be difficult for the Meng family at this time. Yixiao's days in the imperial capital are numbered."

"Difficult...isn't it easy?" Pang Miao smirked, "Tomorrow I will ask Jinxiu to inquire about the merchants that are in contact with the Meng family. Among them, there must be ones that have a close relationship with the Cao family? You can choose one of them."

"Okay, I wish us a happy cooperation." Cao Lv yawned, and patted the empty space beside the bed, "It's been a long day, go to sleep."

Pang Miao, who was still in high spirits just now, suddenly froze, and pointed to the outside in a panic, "I will be ready overnight on the soft couch!" He tilted his body to look out, but at this moment, he found The soft couch is empty.

"Didn't we sleep in the same bed on the wedding night?" Cao Lu raised his eyebrows.

Pang Miao quibbled, "This is different. You have wounds on your body. If I accidentally kick you and the wound opens again, Mrs. Cao will have to eat me alive."

"On the wedding night, you were very honest."

Nonsense, can you be dishonest if you haven't slept all night?Pang Miao looked around. Fortunately, the open space was large enough to make a floor berth.He rummaged through the cupboard, only to find that there were two quilts in this room, both of which were on Cao Lv's bed.

In the entire Bieyuan, there were only three bedrooms, one for General Gongyu, one for Cousin Qinghua, and the last one was where he stayed.

If we continue to find reasons, Cao Lv can continue to talk about "the wedding night"... It is best not to mention it again.And there's nothing to tweak, the sky won't collapse when the two elders lie together.Heartbroken, Pang Miao took off his shoes and went to bed, Cao Lv smoothly covered him with the quilt.

"I wish you a sweet dream." Pang Miao wrapped the quilt tightly, and the warmth quickly brought a heavy sleepiness, pretending to forget that there was someone beside him, and closed his eyes to sleep.

But he couldn't sleep all the time, he felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at him all the time, faintly, like a ghost emerging from the underworld.

Pang Miao shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly.

Sure enough, Cao Lu didn't sleep, his eyes were very bright under the dim candlelight.

"Why don't you sleep? You hold your head with your hands, don't you feel numb?"

Cao Lu shook his head helplessly and sighed, pointing to his back, "When you lie down, the wound hurts."

"Then how did you sleep last night?" Pang Miao felt suspicious.

"Ahao and I slept together." Cao Lv stopped shaking his head, his face and eyes looked very upright, "I put my arms around his shoulders, and he hugged my waist to prevent me from lying down inadvertently after I fell asleep. .”

Pang Miao silently sketched a picture of the posture in his mind, and asked contemptuously, "I'm easy to deceive?"

"how you said that?"

"How could your master and servant pose like this..."

When Pang Miao racked his brains to find the right words to describe, Cao Lv took the lead, "Our master-servant friendship has lasted for 20 years, and we only slept in the same bed when we were children. And there is a reason for this incident, isn't it unreasonable?"

"Hmm..." Pang Miao was speechless, but he quickly thought of a clever plan, "Why don't I call Ah Hao here. He is familiar with this matter, and he must do it better than me. What if I fall asleep? To be honest, what can I do if I let go? I happen to be sleeping at Ah Hao's place."

This time, Cao Lv did not refute him.

Just do what you said, Pang Miao got up quickly, and was busy putting on his shoes, only to hear a faint voice behind him, "Go, the servants' rooms in Bieyuan are all Datong shops."

Pang Miao lost his shoes, lay down on the bed obediently, and pulled off the quilt to cover it up.

After such a toss, being blown by the cold wind in the autumn night, he felt cold to the bone, obviously the weather is still so good tomorrow.

There is a saying that "gentlemen and nobles despise themselves, put others before themselves", it's just a matter of raising your hands.After reading the books of sages and sages for so many years, this truth suddenly becomes clear after thinking about it.What's more, after tonight, when we return to Cao Mansion, Cao Lv sleeps in the main room, he sleeps in the small study room, or in the courtyard, there is always a way not to sleep on the same bed.

"Ah Hao has been busy all day, he is much more tired than us, so don't bother him." Pang Miao said while turning sideways, looking at Cao Lv who was still so serious that he couldn't be more serious. He believed that even if he fell asleep, he would Nothing will happen, so with great confidence, he put his hand on the waist of the person next to him, "You should also pay attention to yourself, you will go to the Yamen again the day after tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I can sleep well tonight with A Miao." Cao Lv was finally able to release his numb arm, he breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the face close at hand, a smile flashed in his eyes, warm He hugged Pang Miao's shoulders with his palms, and through the thin coat, he could feel his body was a bit cold.

"Go to sleep." The warm feeling enveloped the whole body again, and Pang Miao was really sleepy to the point of being unable to open his eyes.

"Ah."

The two of them closed their eyes together.The bright moon hangs high outside the window, and the insects in the grass are chirping happily. It is another peaceful and peaceful night.

That night, Pang Miao had a sweet dream.

In the dream, it was snowing heavily and the north wind was biting.But he was not afraid, sitting by the blazing bonfire, eating sweet roasted sweet potatoes, his whole body was warm from inside to outside, so happy.

A ray of sunlight in the morning sprinkled on the bed curtain, shattered into soft light spots, and fell on the smiling face of the sleeping person.

A pair of magpies flew to the branch and sang "chirp chirping". Pang Miao frowned and raised his hand to scratch the itch on his face, but...

Why does scratching still itch?

And it doesn't feel right.

Pang Miao was startled, the sweet roasted sweet potato in his dream fell into the bottomless abyss.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were white, like snow in the twelfth lunar month of winter.