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The sound of footsteps in the corner gradually faded away. Although the sound was covered by the rain, Bo Jin still heard it and glanced at it: "It's the palace servant."
"Oh." The rain fell on his body, and little bits of it splashed into water splashes. Mr. Bao was still radiant and his smile was dazzling.
The rain is like a waterfall, covering everything.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled in relief. It didn't matter whether they were sent by the Queen Mother or the Emperor.
"Master Hou, no matter who is blamed, I will take responsibility." Ruan Baoyu said slowly and shamelessly, "If I accept the marriage, I will escape; therefore, I will not agree to the marriage."
Silk Jin did not express his position, but leaned over slightly and covered him. The two of them were almost naked next to each other, and Mr. Bao's heart was beating wildly.
With his lingering gaze, Ruan Baoyu was half obsessed and half regretful; unfortunately, the smile in his brocade purple eyes was still too shallow.
He cheered himself up in the blink of an eye. No matter what, it was growing silently. It would be great if the Marquis could stay like this for a long time.
"Master Hou, I had a dream the day before yesterday, and I dreamed of going to school with you when I was young."
Bo Jin¡¯s eyebrows moved and he smiled inexplicably, ¡°Absurd.¡±
It is indeed ridiculous. Even Ruan Baoyu himself cannot understand it. The so-called dream is just a thought in his mind. Why would he have such a dream?
Just now, Ruan Baoyu suddenly felt something in his heart.
If only he could have met earlier, if he had met earlier, he would have tried his best to protect Bo Jin and never give that bitch Shen Luo a chance; even if there was Guan Ming around Bo Ling, he would definitely be with that bitch. Master, let's have a fight.
Yes, that¡¯s what this dream means!
Thinking of this, Mr. Bao was already exhausted, and his consciousness was a little dazed from exhaustion.
He didn¡¯t know if he said that sentence, maybe he did, maybe he didn¡¯t.
Anyway, at this moment, he felt that there was a lot of money on his eyelids, and it was a bit difficult to move his tongue and pronounce the words.
However, he could feel that before he fell asleep, Bo Jin who hugged him paused for a moment, and vaguely heard a sigh.
"Do you know what you are talking about?" The rain stopped one night, and water drops dripped down along the tips of the green bamboo leaves. The Queen Mother held the rosary in her hands and looked at the palace gate steps in front of the palace where people were sweeping the red and fallen leaves.
"I know." The silk brocade dropped its sleeves and knelt down.
"Xiaojin"
"My grandson doesn't want to see him getting along with others." Every word.
The Queen Mother lowered her eyes and said nothing. She only waved to the palace maid to help her beat her legs.
At this time, a eunuch reported outside the palace that the emperor had sent someone to inquire about the marriage to Ruan Baoyu. The Queen Mother opened her eyes, looked at the morning light that was slowly entering the hall, and said slowly: "I'm getting older and can't remember many things. Do the Ai family really want to help Ruan Shaoqing get married?"
With a kind face, she smiled and only asked Silk Jin in the second half of the sentence.
"The Queen Mother said she doesn't remember?" Boling stopped holding the purple brush in his hand.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Boling thought for a while, then raised the corners of his lips: "Xuan Ruan Baoyu, ask questions at Ziying Hall at dusk."
In the evening, Ruan Shaoqing entered the palace according to the holy order and performed the courtesy of the emperor and his ministers. However, Bo Ling just pretended not to hear and buried himself in the case.
Ruan Baoyu knelt from the time the sun set to holding the lantern, and from the time he held the lantern to the clock on the floor, and finally waited until Bo Ling finished reviewing the memorial.
"Give Ruan Shaoqing a seat." Bo Ling took the memorial scroll and tied it up slowly. The first sentence clearly tells Ruan Baoyu that the emperor is not pretending to be confused, but is deliberately trying to trouble him.
"I don't know what the Holy Father's orders were when he was summoned." Ruan Baoyu took his seat and bowed slightly.
"It's nothing serious. I just want to tell a story to the Qing family." Bo Ling took a leisurely sip of tea and raised his eyes to signal that he was sending others away. He and Ruan Baoyu were the only two people in the hall.
Under the light of the lamp, Ruan Baoyu only saw Bo Ling smiling, her eyes watery, but full of bad water.
"The origin of the story is that Lord Guan Mingguan withdrew his hands and returned to the west. I was heartbroken and couldn't sleep all day long. Three days later, I will visit the Guan Mansion in person to pay homage to the dead souls. Unexpectedly, there was an ambush in the Guan Mansion, intending to assassinate me"
Ruan Baoyu frowned and accepted the thunderbolt that was about to hit him with a surprised look on his face.
"If Ruan Shaoqing doesn't guess, who is the assassin?" Bo Ling's smile didn't end, and he raised his hand to pat his head and neck. The water in his eyes became more intense, layer upon layer, and the whole thing was filled with bad water.
"I am willing to listen." His hands gradually clenched into fists under his sleeves.
"According to the investigation, the assassin looks very much like a soldier of the Xiao family - Su Yin." Completely bad, "Is the beginning of my story exciting?"
"My lord, I don't quite understand."
"You understand."
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Lord Marquis, it¡¯s a great time, let¡¯s go on a youth tour together. "Baoguang smiled brightly.
"Spring outing means spring outing, everyone is an activist.
With a suggestion, the four people nodded; Xiao Che was the first to cater to it and was willing to be a host.
So a group of people set off in a mighty manner.
It¡¯s not two people alone, it¡¯s really a group of people.
In the mountains outside the city, the wind is good near the pond, and there is a bit of coolness in the warm wind.
It is surrounded by green willows, and flying swallows are hovering in the sky.
Li Yan saw that Su Yin felt guilty and tried to avoid it.
Xiao Che wanted to reassure Li Yan and deliberately sent Su Yin aside to take care of the food and drinks, then sighed carelessly: "Yinzi is a fierce general, but it's a pity that when he gets excited, he can't recognize faces. He typically only recognizes clothes but not people. "
"Then what should we do if he goes to the battlefield?" Li Yan opened his mouth in surprise and asked.
"Oh, this is so easy, just make a mark. The key is if he gets excited, returns home, and wants to have sex with his wife -" After Ruan Baoyu rushed to answer, he pondered again very seriously. A new question arises, "What should I do if I fall in love with the wrong person?"
When Li Yan heard this, he patted Mr. Bao on the shoulder and nodded in agreement: "Yes, what should we do?"
Bo Jin looked at Bitan calmly, pretending that he didn't hear anything.
Xiao Che laughed dumbly: "ThisI never thought about it. However, Yinzi has not yet married a wife."
The two living treasure shaoqings of Dali Temple looked at each other in tacit understanding, and said with a sinister smile: It must be caused by this flaw.
At this time, Li Yan wanted to ask something else, but he found that Su Yin was already standing behind him with an unkind expression. He touched the shallow scar on his neck knowingly and walked away calmly.
Su Yin said with a serious face, the wine and food are ready.
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With nothing to do, Su Yin started telling ghost stories about the military camp. Li Yan knew that Mr. Bao was timid, so he deliberately exhaled from the side, creating a cold and gloomy atmosphere.
Mr. Bao covered his face with his hands with a pale face, watching Su Yin tell the story with a gap between his fingers.
Bo Jin was funny, "Why are you still afraid of this in broad daylight?"
"Master Hou, I'm not afraid of real ghosts, I'm afraid of fake ones." Mr. Bao continued to shrug and shrink.
Bo Jin looked at him and said, "Even if you are afraid, you are still covering your ears. You shouldn't be covering your eyes."
"II want to hear it." Ruan Baoyu replied tremblingly.
Silk Jin suppressed his laughter and moved slightly closer to Mr. Bao.
The warm wind passed by, but the swallows were still flying. The catkins fell silently and stayed on Ruan Baoyu's hair. After a long time, they slowly slid down and settled on his shoulders.
Mr. Bao shrank his head, leaned against Bo Jin, and let out a long breath.
The story finally ends.
Everyone clapped their hands and said hello.
Li Yan said something more, saying that General Su could change his career to storyteller, which immediately attracted Su Yin's angry eyes.
Li Yan knew his mistake and thought of his problem, so he quickly picked up Ruan Baoyu and went to relieve himself together, hoping to take the opportunity to confuse the audience.
They left. Su Yin took a deep look at the silk brocade robe. He stood up, walked to the silk brocade and cupped his hands: "Master Marquis, I have an uninvited guest."
"oh?"
"I've heard about Lord Marquis for a long time, and I want to have a fight with you." Su Yin looked like he couldn't refuse.
Silk Jin turned to look at Xiao Che. Xiao Che lowered his eyes and left the table knowingly.
"How?" Su Yin took a step forward and asked again.
"Okay!" Bo Jin responded.
The eternal deep pool is as calm as a mirror, and the wind is tired.
The blue water reflects the blue sky.
Xiao Che took off his shoes and socks, went barefoot, sat on the bluestone by the pool, took out the bamboo Xiao he brought with him, and began to sing in a low voice.
The fists and feet clashed over there, and the swallows jumped up in fright, flapping their wings and flew away; here, there was a melodious whistle, like the breeze blowing slowly through the fingers, or like the water droplets condensed on the tips of the leaves after the rain, unable to stop dripping.
This music is like a thin thread, holding the spring swallows and luring them back.
"It sounds good, it sounds really good!" Master Bao praised it. In the downwind, one could smell the sweetness of the mellow wine, which was slightly warm. Although the distance was not close, it was still within reach - within easy reach.
The sound of the flute stopped and Xiao Che caressed Xiao with his fingertips, "The name of this piece is: Yan Hui."
Mr. Bao ruffled his hair: "What a good name."
"Young Master, is there something on your mind?"
"It's okay, it's just that I had a bit of a headache from drinking too much just now."
"Then go back early." Xiao Che said casually.
"Brother Xiao, take care." Mr. Bao stood still and bowed deeply, the edge of his long sleeves gently brushing the ground.
Xiao Che raised his eyebrows, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes. Finally, he smiled softly: "That's easy to say."
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I originally wanted to update it during the Chinese Valentine's Day, but it ended up being postponed.
August 8th is a very auspicious day.
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Xiao Che raised his eyebrows, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes. Finally, he smiled softly: "That's easy to say."
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I originally wanted to update it during the Chinese Valentine's Day, but it ended up being postponed.
August 8th is a very auspicious day.
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ps: This Danmei competition has ended. Thank you very much for your support along the way. I hope you will continue to support this article! (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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