General Dou's personal bodyguard, Jintong, dressed in brocade robes and wearing a long sword at his waist, rode on the left side of the carriage of Qingmo Xiangyun, although through the curtains, Jintong vaguely heard a sigh from the man in the carriage.

He has been with the general since he was a child, Jintong knows the general's temperament very well, if the general is unwilling to do something, he will directly refuse, even if the person who speaks is the current saint, Jintong knows that the general is unwilling to give the sudden marriage of the saint, but the general is not willing to refuse as before!

"General, why don't you refuse?" Jintong watched Dou Xiaoyang get out of the car, and caught a glimpse of his dark eyes getting deeper and deeper, as if coated with a layer of twilight, which was full of gloom and displeasure.

Dou Xiaoyang's black clothes were like frost, the tip of his straight nose snorted coldly, he stood on the high corridor steps with his hands in his hands, and when he heard the words of Jintong who followed behind, he paused slightly, turned his head and smiled faintly, and looked at the guards under the stone steps condescendingly: "Why should I refuse? ”

Jin Tong raised his chin and scratched his forehead, looking at General Dou who was smiling a little coldly above the steps with a puzzled face, the general just said that his marriage with the Yongding Marquis Mansion was a deal!

Jintong's small eyes widened, raised his hand to touch his chin, and groaned solemnly.

It was already dark and twilight, and the cold wind blew through the dead trees and delicate flowers in the court, bringing a burst of fragrant fragrance.

The strong wind rolled up the corners of Dou Xiaoyang's black official robe, and suddenly flew up and down, even raising his ink-colored hair, his thin lips were pursed, and he walked straight to the front hall with long legs.

"Brother, you're finally back. Dou Yuan, who was standing on the edge of the flower bed, looked at the man walking out under the gray wall, ran over with a smile on his face and pinched a handkerchief, took his arm affectionately, and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the dust on his official robe: "Brother has worked hard all the way, go in and rest!"

Dou Yuan happily raised her eyes to look at the man beside her, and when she saw the tiredness and fatigue on his face, her heart hurt slightly, some time ago she suddenly recovered her memory, knowing that she was not his own sister, and some abnormal feelings suddenly surged in her heart, she didn't dare to have any transgressions, and carefully guarded the friendship between brothers and sisters, but when she learned that he was suddenly married, her heart hurt like a knife.

"Brother, Sister Xi has been here today. Dou Yuan hugged his arm tightly, looking at the warm brazier surrounded by the vestibule felt, she withdrew her plain white hand, picked up the warm woman on the soft couch and handed it to Dou Xiaoyang, who was sitting and drinking tea: "Sister Xi took Ling'er away, she also said... also said that she and Ling'er were old acquaintances. Dou Yuan pursed her red lips, and the corners of her mouth raised an angry arc.

The palm of the man sitting on the felt soft chair trembled, his rough and slender fingertips gently touched the rim of the cup, and in the constantly jumping fire light on the brazier, the bright figure lying on the white horse kept flashing, and the man's knife-like handsome face frowned lightly: "Old acquaintances? She said yes and that's it!"

Dou Xiaoyang frowned slightly, lowered his head and took a sip of hot tea, the girl's cold appearance was circling in his mind, and his thin lips were bent unconsciously, even if he and her old acquaintance was not only the white horse!

Since she wants the white horse with a small temperament, then give it to her, and it can be regarded as the pretty girl who died early.

Dou Yuan gathered the fine yarn on his sleeves, looked at the shallow smile on his lips, and for a while, the whole person was like falling into an underground ice cellar, and his body trembled slightly, Dou Yuan rolled up his plain white hand and approached the man who was sitting: "Brother, aren't you angry? Sister Xi is acting so arbitrarily, she is doing this too much, how can you say that Ling'er was also rescued by her brother, and..."

Dou Yuan's voice became more and more sharp, changing from her usual bright and elegant, and her beautiful eyes were even more red, as if she was about to hang tears in the next second.

Dou Xiaoyang didn't notice Dou Yuan's careful thinking at all, he only put down the teacup slowly, looked at Dou Yuan's pursed red lips, and smiled: "Yuan'er also likes that white horse?

Dou Yuan smelled the cold breath of his fingertips, and couldn't help but blush, and turned his head away from him, twisting Su Pa's hateful stamping feet: "Brother, you..."

Suddenly, the small arch behind the carved screen was pushed open, and an awe-inspiring old woman came in with a few maids to open the curtain, and Mama Yang hurriedly stepped forward to greet her: "Mama Yu, why did you come here in person on such a cold day? He was busy pouring tea for her.

Dou Yuan also got up and said hello busily: "Mama Yu, please sit down quickly!"

The old woman smiled and shook her head, walked in front of Dou Xiaoyang and blessed her body, hooked her waist and bowed her head: "The old lady asked the general to go to Chunfangzhai later, she has something to say to the general." ”

Dou Xiaoyang flicked the black jade bead on his wrist, and did not raise his head, only snorted coldly from his nose: "Got it." ”

It turned out that the old woman of this big battle was the old lady who was serving in the old lady's Chunfangzhai in the backyard, and she was also the old lady's dowry maid, so she was naturally more decent than other grandmothers, and everyone in the house respected her, but she seemed to be accustomed to Dou Xiaoyang's reaction, so she only smiled wryly, and chatted a few words with Mama Yang, who was in charge of the flower hall, and then pulled the curtain out.

Mama Yang looked at the indifferent Dou Xiaoyang, sighed lightly, turned around and went to the screen of the flower hall, and after a while, she took out a big black fur coat, rolled up her vine-like hand and raised the coat, and put it on Dou Xiaoyang's upright shoulder: "General, don't get angry with the old lady when you go there, you know that the old lady is not in good health." Mama Yang said cautiously, and glanced at his iron forehead again.

Dou Yuan also knew why he was suddenly displeased, she went to ask for peace every day in Chunfangzhai, and she felt furry as soon as she walked in there, but asking for peace was a must, and the ghost knew how afraid she was of seeing the old witch.

The old lady of Chunfangzhai didn't like her from the first day she entered the house, if it weren't for her brother, she almost froze to death on the snowy streets a few years ago, Dou Yuan didn't understand until she recovered her memory, why she was not treated by the old lady as the granddaughter of the general's mansion, and then her brother lied to her because she grew up outside, because she saw less so the old lady didn't like her.

But since I recovered my memory, I realized that it was because I was not born in the house, so I was disgusted by the old lady of Chunfangzhai.

"Brother, Mama Yang is right, no matter what your grandmother says, you must not be angry. Dou Yuan looked at the dark courtyard, the dim light under the eaves of the porch was shining, and the cold wind was blowing in from behind the curtains, she couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to the fire tray to roast the fire.

Dou Xiaoyang tightened the belt of his coat under his neck, looked coldly at the wind outside, and there was an inexplicable boredom in his eyes, and he ordered Mama Yang: "Mama send Yuan'er back to the room to rest earlier!"

After that, he raised his legs and walked out, and the red-clothed maid at the corner of the door was busy making curtains for him, and the maids standing behind the curtains in the porch were also busy hooking their waists and hanging their heads, and Jintong was also busy following with the cloak on his body.

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It was too late to change out of a blue and ink-colored official robe, only a black fur coat was put on outside, Dou Xiaoyang walked in front with a calm face all the way, Jintong pursed his lips and cautiously followed behind, under the gray stone wall, there were carved hairpins and engraved palace lamps in turn, and the bright yellow light shrouded the cold handsome face of the man in ink, facing the mist that came out of the night, there was a bit of a mysterious and ethereal feeling.

Skirting the winding path of the courtyard and passing through large and small circular arches, the two walked to the edge of a lake with rippling blue waters, and then penetrated under the vermilion fan-shaped gate on the left, and stood in front of a gate with red vermilion lacquer.

"General, do you want to go in?" Jintong swallowed his saliva, hunched and stood at the lower left of Dou Xiaoyang, his small eyes and bones rolling back and forth, staring uneasily at the few big characters hanging on the plaque above the red wall: "Chunfangzhai"

Dou Xiaoyang tightened his thin lips, raised his hand and gently pushed the earrings on the Zhu door, and with a bang, the door was opened from the inside, and the little guy in the door hurriedly lowered his head: "Say hello to the general!"

Throwing off the wide robe, Dou Xiaoyang stared at the red candle in the eaves window with a straight face, and the dense drizzle fell lightly on his resolute cheeks, he sneered, and went up the jade blue stone steps, several little maids wearing red and green had already waited at the eaves of the corridor, and when they saw him coming, they hurriedly lowered their heads and opened the curtain to invite him in.

"Did you promise him?"

As soon as Dou Xiaoyang stepped in, he heard a deep voice from inside, mixed with a hint of panting, he paused, and then stepped up.

On the felt of blue ink embroidery in the center of the flower hall, there is a tall brazier with green jade inlaid beads, which is burned with fine silver silk charcoal, and the little maid is holding a fire primer to dial the charcoal fire, and the warm fire light reflects the red of the maid's face, and also plated the flower hall with a layer of golden light around it, and a pair of cyan and saffron soft-soled shoes are placed under the white jade soft stool, a domineering and majestic old lady is half-squinting, leaning on the round couch of silver thread and emerald beads, with a head full of green silk crown on the top of her head, the blue-purple forehead is hanging on the forehead, and the huge sapphire on the forehead is shining with a bright and cold light, and the hibiscus who is following Dou Xiaoyang can't open her eyes。

"What about you, dumb?"

The domineering words dispersed from the high seat in the court, and cold sweat oozed from Hibiscus Tong's forehead, and he reached out and pulled the ink-colored official robe standing in front of him.

"Don't you know, what's the point of saying it again!" The same cold voice hit, Dou Xiaoyang stood indifferently on the right side of the fire plate, his arrogant chin was slightly raised, and he looked lightly at the old lady who was cross-legged on the soft couch.

The white forehead on the soft couch that was not commensurate with her age, the green tendons had already flared up, and the old lady curled her angry face, opened her long, narrow and gloomy beautiful eyes, and stared at the man standing in the center of the hall.

She suddenly pushed away Mama Yu's hand to pinch her shoulder, sat up straight, a royal blue placket was flat and neat without the slightest wrinkles, she raised her hand to touch the jade wrench on her thumb, and sneered: "Don't think that you are the general of Beiyi, the old body can't control you." She raised her cold eyes and glanced at Dou Xiaoyang, who was standing on the felt, and her bright red lips seemed to be dripping blood.

"I know that your hand is quite high!Otherwise, my poor mother is still alive and well!" Dou Xiaoyang's face was gloomy, he clenched his fist and kicked the brazier next to him, the tall iron pillar made a bell echo, and everyone was trembling, and Mama Yu, who was sitting next to him, secretly waved her hand at him with a solemn expression, and her old face was already white with horror, for fear that one of his actions would anger the old man sitting on the high seat.