May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

Duguxin stayed in the palace all afternoon, not necessarily to keep Yuwenjue's throne.

"He, Yu Wenhu, resigned and hid at home, and at the same time let the courtiers go to his grand master's mansion to go to court. His heart is terrible!" Yu Wenjue had smashed everything that could be smashed on the case, and he Originally thought that Yu Wenhu's resignation would allow him to control the government, but Yuwen Hu firmly held the military power, the defense of the suburbs of Beijing, and the Chang'an garrison.

Duguxin remained silent all this time, and when Yu Wenjue lost his temper, he said slowly, "Your Majesty, there are only two ways now."

Yu Wenjue is like a dying person, holding on to a life-saving straw, he can only hold Dugu Xin firmly and refuses to let go.

"The first way, Zen position, to preserve life."

"No way!" Yu Wenjue was in the court today, and he almost told about the Zen position, but he knew that Dugu Xin was still helping him like this, so how could he give up.

"The second way is to let Yu Wenhu lead the troops into the palace, and Sheng Shangbo dies with a reputation."

Duguxin offended Yu Wenhu severely in the court today, not to prevent Yu Wenjue from the Zen position, but to win some bargaining chips. If Yu Wenhu is allowed to easily win the throne, I am afraid that in the future, Yu Wenjue will be killed , will only be lightweight.

The bigger the mess, the better, and let Yu Wenhu know that the trickier the better, then the conditions he can give will be better.

This is Dugu Xin, the only thing he can do for Yu Wenjue.

Dugu Xinxin knew that Yu Wenhu was very clever in retreating into advance. I don't know when it started. All civil and military officials, more or less, were all held by Yu Wenhu. Those with power and interests, Yu Wenhu always grasped their pain.

As for his old ministers who would rather die than obey, Yu Wenhu starts with their children, just like him, Dugushun has said good things about Yu Wenhu in his ears more than once, even his Prajna...

Thinking of this, Dugu Xin felt that the situation was over, but he had to try his best to save Yu Wenjue's life.

At dusk and sunset, the civil and military courtiers in the Grand Master's Mansion left and persuaded Yuwen Hu again and again, and Yuwen Hu's relatives sent them to the gate of the mansion.

Yuwenhu knew very well that they were nothing more than afraid that he would not be a grand master because of the handles they held in their hands, so in a fit of anger, they revealed all the things they did.

"It's a pity to eat it without taste..." He sighed and stood with his hands behind his back.

Ge Shu naturally knew what he meant. What Yu Wenhu was waiting for today was not these wine bags and rice bags. What he was waiting for was only people with real power and military power.

For example, Duguxin is one.

But Dugu Xin didn't wait, but his daughter did.

She was sitting by the desk, flipping through his slips. The first side was the military newspaper in Puzhou, Eastern Xinjiang, which was under the jurisdiction of Yang Zhong. It is clearly written that according to secret investigations, Yang Zhong has recruited more than [-] soldiers.

She was wearing a crimson skirt, with dark eyebrows and slender eyes. She had the style of a Jiangnan woman, and her frown and smile were touching. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she raised her eyes to look at him. Seeing that it was her, Yu Wenhu turned around and left.

"Ahu." She stopped him.

Yu Wenhu didn't care much, he couldn't help but stop, he actually hated his own temper, he was clearly angry, but as long as Prajna spoke, he couldn't refuse, "Why, I still want to help you, Dad, from me What to take away, unfortunately, I am already a powerless Duke of Jin, and I have nothing to use for Mrs. Prajna."

Banruo took out the token of the forbidden army from his bosom, and slowly put it on the table. The room was still dyed with incense, which smelled very good. When the tea was poured on the hollow incense burner cover, the aroma stopped abruptly.

"You just let my father, can't you?" Banruo stretched out his hand, just in time to hold Yu Wenhu's hand that was attached to the teacup.

That hand was very cold, Yu Wenhu held her back, and then saw her clearly, "I said you were wearing such thin clothes during the day, why are you still like this at night?" He casually took the cloak on the couch, carefully Put it on Prajna.

"Come here, let's make a brazier." He has always practiced martial arts, even in winter, he seldom has the habit of warming himself by a fire.

Banruo looked at him, and seemed to be angry, so he could only comfort him softly, "Anyway, my father won't hurt you, will he?"

"Dugu Prajna." Yu Wenhu stood up, straightened his back, and looked down at her, "You still don't understand, why am I angry? I'm not angry that you gave the token to transfer troops to your father, nor is it It's because you put my life and death in your father's choice." He sighed slightly, "I'm angry with you, until now, you still don't believe me."

Yes……

Up to now, Prajna still refuses to trust Yu Wenhu easily. She dare not put Yu Wenhu's life and death in Yu Wenhu's hands, but she is willing to put Yu Wenhu's life and death in his hands, just because she believes that Dugu Xin will not kill him. Yuwenhu, but Yuwenhu may not necessarily save Duguxin's life.

When Yu Wenhu said these words, he was slow, without a trace of annoyance, and he didn't even look at her, his eyes lazily rekindled the ashes in the incense burner, just because he understood her so well.

Yuwenhu's words instantly made her freeze on the spot. In her heart, Yuwenhu has always been a ruthless person who can do anything for her own purpose. What does her family matter... Even she died in the under his ambition.

It's not that she doesn't dare to gamble, but she feels that she is destined to lose this bet.

Because she once made a bet with herself, and lost in the end.

"When will you really put me in your heart, put me in a place that is more important than anyone else..." When he said this, his words disappeared like the ashes Exhausted like Mars.

Banruo looked up at him, and Yu Wenhu was also looking at her deeply. She couldn't answer this question, just as she couldn't answer, why would she fall in love with the man in front of her again...

"My lord, the brazier is here."

Someone came outside, Banruo pushed Yu Wenhu away, and hid behind the screen on his own.

The one who entered was a little girl in a stone blue dress, who looked like a lotus in summer, "Who are you?" Yu Wenhu had never seen her before, so he couldn't help asking, and he, who had always been serving her, was familiar with her.

She glanced at Yu Wenhu shyly, "The slave girl has a thick waist, and she came in with Liu Taiwei today."

Only then did Yu Wenhu remember that when Taiwei Liu came, he did bring a pretty girl with him, but when he left, he seemed to forget that this was not the first time Taiwei Liu did such a thing. Yuwenhu looked at Chu Yao With one glance, just one glance, his eyes slowly narrowed, "Oh?" The tone of his voice was slightly raised, as if it was meaningful.

Chu Yao slowly raised his head, revealing a delicate face, only smiling slightly, which has already made most men in the world unable to resist, "Liu Taiwei ordered the servants to serve the Duke well."

His expression was as calm as water, he bent down little by little, very close to Chu's waist, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Do you know how to serve me?"

His breath is so close, Chu Yao's heart flutters more and more, she smiles sweeter, her head is raised slightly, she is only a hair away from Yu Wenhu, "Whatever the Duke wants, Chu Yao will do." The color of her eyes reflected Show women's charm.

Slowly, Yu Wenhu straightened his back, his smile gradually subsided, and he stood up abruptly, this force made the Chu Yao fall to the ground out of thin air.

"Let's take pity on the fragrance and cherish the jade." Behind the screen, Banruo walked slowly, and through Yuwen Hu, she could just see the Chu waist that fell on the ground and her face was covered with tears. Live in the Yuwen protective clothing corner.

"I think it's not the first time, is it?" She asked Yu Wenhu.

"Ge Shu!" Yu Wenhu shouted.

Chu Yao suddenly showed a panicked expression, and repeatedly grabbed Yu Wenhu's clothes, "Master, please spare me!"

That Chu Yao had already knelt and moved over, full of grievances, and her tears became more and more feminine, "The Duke forgives the sin, it is because the slaves have admired the Duke for a long time that they made a big mistake." After finishing speaking, she bent down and knelt at Prajna's feet again, "Madam, it's all the slave's fault."

When she came, she already knew that Yuwenhu did not have a wife, but she estimated that Prajna must be Yuwenhu's concubine, otherwise she wouldn't look like this.

Ge Shu entered in response, and was about to drag Chu Yao down, but Yu Wenhu stopped him, "I rewarded the board, just throw it out of the house."

It seems that Chu Yao's word "madame" just fit Yu Wenhu's heart, it was very nice, and it was rare that he showed kindness.

Geshu pulled Chu Yao down and closed the door, but the cold outside still made Hannya feel a little uncomfortable. She suddenly felt itchy throat, coughed continuously, and blushed for a while.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wenhu patted her back lightly, Banruo coughed, and leaned against him subconsciously. After coughing for a long time, he finally took a breath. Already, Chunshi has already made a prescription for me, go back, I'll drink some medicine and it will be fine."

"You can't drink medicine indiscriminately now." Yu Wenhu said while reaching out to touch Prajna's forehead. It was a little hot, but her hand was very cold.

The soup pool is very warm and lingering.

Banruo had already brewed a cup of tea, "I told you it's fine, just drink the medicine and I'm not afraid of suffering." She was still muttering about taking the medicine.

Yu Wenhu wanted to pull his child's mother up immediately, and ask her how big her heart was, but now she didn't know that she was pregnant, wanted to drink alcohol, and wanted to drink medicine, how much did she want him to have a second child? The bones and blood in the human abdomen are affected.

"For the sake of your illness, this time, forget it, in the future..." He played with Prajna's belt, which was embroidered with cloud patterns, rubbed his fingertips, and it was a little warm, "Remember, I'm not so Easy to talk to."

Banruo leaned on the side of the soup pool with his arms and hands resting on his chin, tilted slightly, looking at the man sitting with his back facing him, his outline could be seen so clearly through the curtain, "No, my Ah Hu is the most talkative person in the world."

Yu Wenhu couldn't help a smug smile from the corner of his lips, he felt that it was so easy to coax, with just a few words of Prajna, all the sullen feelings in him during the day were gone.

He gently blew on the decoction for nourishing the fetus. When the decoction was just in his mouth, he scooped up some of it with a spoon and tried the temperature. It was bitter and astringent. He frowned tightly, and took out a pack of honey from the side. plums come.

"Come on, take some medicine."

Prajna leaned to the side, and when he came over, Yu Wenhu looked at the undressed Prajna, her face was rosy and charming because of the warm soup, and her body was even whiter than snow. Warm, he couldn't help but recall that at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet many years ago, there was a dish in the palace.

The surface is icy, but the bottom is a sweet and greasy soup. With the coldness, it is extremely beautiful.

He rolled his Adam's apple, squatted down, and leaned against the carved pillar, feeding mouthful after mouthful, but he thought in his heart that it would be great if Prajna was her rightful wife at this moment, and he would definitely take good care of her, no It will make Prajna feel a little sick again.

Thinking of this, I secretly scolded Dugu for not being flattering.

How did Prajna know that he was secretly planning her father in his heart, but frowned, "Bitter."

Yu Wenhu saw that his heart gradually softened like water, and at the same time, he handed the plum to her mouth. She held the plum in her mouth, which made her feel better, and said, "Today, Yu Wenyong went to find my Jia Luo."

Yu Wenhu put down the medicine bowl, "Huh?" He didn't feel anything strange.

Prajna didn't think so, "After Yu Wenjue abdicates, if someone supports Yu Wenyong, after all, you have resigned now, for the sake of reputation, you can't act rashly."

Hearing this, Yu Wenhu narrowed his eyes slightly, he knew who Yu Wenyong was, and was on guard against him all the time, "Fame, I never cared about reputation, but I have to give your father a step down, just wait, you Dad will always come to beg me, beg me to return to court, beg me to marry you."

Banruo was puzzled for a moment, not understanding what kind of calculation he was planning. Although she knew in her heart that Yuwen Hu's resignation was just a stopgap measure, and there must be a back move, but she also understood her father's temperament.