There was a hint of anger in those eyes, and there was some forbearance.

She bent her eyebrows, smiled, and stepped forward to salute. The etiquette of the Western Jin Dynasty, she is still a little unaccustomed. But in the morning, I saw that the girl in the same room had used it twice, so it was not too rusty.

The overseer in front of him had already stepped forward, nodding and bowing to the Marquis of Yingchuan and the Taiwei. The lieutenant smacked his hand and asked, "Why did you change someone to brush the horse today?" Is it the new palace maid in the palace? These two are sweaty horses from the Western Regions, what if she breaks them? Hurry up and call the previous horse boy over. Do you hear that, why don't you go? ”

The overseer almost cried. This palace maid has just come out of the palace, and she has obviously made a big mistake, otherwise how could a good girl's family be sent here to brush the horse? If he takes this girl away for no reason, if the palace sends someone to check on him, won't he be finished?

But I can't help but listen to the words of the captain, that's the captain!

In the midst of the embarrassment, the Marquis of Yingchuan spoke: "Call the horse boy over." As for this palace maid, let her go to the front and sprinkle and sweep. These two sweaty horses are rare, so don't let her handle them. Although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to show the slightest expression on his face.

The overseer glanced at Ying Chuanhou with some embarrassment, but finally called the original Ma Tong over and took over her work. She didn't say much, handed the brush in her hand to Ma Tong, and stood quietly on the side, with a faint smile in her eyes.

Although she really wanted to take a look at Gao Su, this time and place was really not the right time.

A pair of boots with gold stripes on a dark background stopped in front of her eyes. "Let's go to the front." His voice was faint, as if he was a little impatient, but she could see it clearly, and the green/tendons on his hands bulged one by one, as if he was suppressing great anger.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly, "I will follow the words of the Marquis of Yingchuan." Then he blessed him and departed.

Behind him, there was the sound of Yingchuan Marquis and Taiwei talking, and the voice was very low, as if they were discussing the matter of the Xiongnu in the north. She searched in her memory for a while, remembering that there were still Xiongnu people in the north during the Western Jin Dynasty, and it was not until after the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Northern and Southern Dynasties that they were gradually replaced by Rouran and Turkic. In his last life, he was a marquis of the Western Han Dynasty who guarded the northern frontier, and he had dealt with the Huns for decades, so he was naturally no stranger to him.

After turning around several times, she finally saw a small simple courtyard.

This is probably a special stable in the royal or military government, or a horse breeding ground in the Taifu Temple, in short, the stables are everywhere next to each other, only in the front place, there is a small courtyard, the yard is full of thick fallen leaves, I think no one has cleaned it for a long time.

She remembered Gao Su's words just now, and then remembered his suppressed angry eyes, and unconsciously bent the corners of her mouth again.

There was no one else here, so she found a large broom under the wall and slowly swept the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

After sweeping for a while, the Marquis of Yingchuan and the lieutenant also turned out, followed by the sweaty overseer. When Ying Chuanhou saw her, he nodded slightly, and then left with the Tai Lieutenant, leaving the overseer at a loss.

He never said a word to her from beginning to end.

But every move he made was full of great concern.

She smiled again, holding her broom and slowly sweeping the floor. The overseer paced over slowly, stared at her up and down, and said coldly: "Your father once helped the Marquis of Yingchuan?" ”

Huh? What kind of divine twist is this?

She was puzzled.

The overseer waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't pretend to be garlic." The Marquis of Yingchuan has just reminded me several times openly and secretly, asking me to be kind to you, because your father was kind to him in the past. Tsk, I really can't see that you, a palace maid who was punished here to brush horses, actually have an old relationship with the Marquis of Yingchuan. He looked Yun Yao up and down for a long time, making a smack.

Yun Yao was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing. It turns out that Gao Su said this to the overseer.

She lowered her eyebrows and said, "I was young in the past, so I didn't know about this," and then held a broom and slowly swept a corner of the small courtyard. The overseer took his whip and stared her up and down for a long time, then returned to the stables with a word of "clean well" and went to spy on the boys. She swept the leaves for a while, and then leaned under the tree and did not move.

The cool autumn breeze blew across her cheeks, which was very refreshing and pleasant. No one bothered her here, it was quiet and quite comfortable.

After standing in the courtyard for a while, she saw a man walk in from outside the courtyard.

Martial uniforms, martial arts, dark long tassels hanging from the waist, swords glowing in the sun.

She looked to the side and saw that there was no one around, so she smiled crookedly: "Changgong." ”

She was answered with a slightly heavy sigh.

Gao Su stepped into the small courtyard in a few steps, raised his hand to tuck her long hair, but finally did nothing.

He slapped his face, and behind him there was a small guy and two guards with swords and armor. The little maid took the broom in Yun Yao's hand, and the guard stood guard at the gate of the courtyard, while he grabbed her hand and led her to turn left and right in the stable, and actually turned to an ear room.

"Take a break here." He said softly, then pulled out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, "I'll take medicine for you." ”

She sighed softly and said in surprise: "Medicine? ”

He grabbed her hand and pulled her sleeve up above her arm. The thin, white skin was covered with traces of whipping, some of which had scabbed over and others were still oozing slightly. He clutched her hand tightly, his dark eyes full of anger and self-reproach, and finally sighed deeply, turned back and closed the door.

She obediently loosened her clothes, untied them, and pulled her long hair in front of her, exposing her entire back to him.

After being married to Gao Su for two lifetimes, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she was doing.

When Gao Su turned around again, the whole person froze on the spot.

He closed his eyes, rolled his Adam's apple slightly, slowly unscrewed the white porcelain bottle in his hand, picked up a little cold ointment, and spread it on her whip marks. The thin calluses on the fingertips slid through the faint scars, bringing a slight tingling pain. She snorted unconsciously and decided to find something else to distract herself.

"Chang Gong." She called softly.

"Hmm." His voice was deep, slightly hoarse.

"How do you know I'm whipped...... Hmm, it hurts! Her whole face wrinkled.

The person behind her was silent for a moment, then picked out a little cold ointment from the bottle and slowly applied it to the whiplash on her waist: "You forgot, that eunuch stayed in King Zhao's mansion last night. I'm here too. He saw the whip in the eunuch's sleeve, and after a slight threat, the eunuch said everything.

He was furious, and because of his status as a foreign minister, he couldn't go directly to Empress Jia.

This anger that had nowhere to vent turned into a heavy sigh after seeing her.

She let out a muffled soft hum from her nose, soft and glutinous, as if she was coquettish with Gao Su.

Gao Su was unsteady and could barely hold the porcelain vase in his hand. He took her arm, carefully avoiding the scars on it, and said gently, "You bear with me." The waist and abdomen are sensitive/sensitive, and there will be some pain when taking the medicine. ”

Although she tried her best to protect her waist and abdomen that night, there were still a few whip shadows that fell on her waist.

She hummed softly, turned to the side, and obediently closed her eyes.

…… A-Yao!

Gao Su almost couldn't control it, and called those two words out of his mouth. There was already some churning love in his eyes, but he had been struggling to suppress it. The long fingers picked up the cold ointment in the porcelain bottle and applied it to her waist and abdomen. The slightly cool skin touched the palm of his hand like a soft feather. He was not a young man who did not know anything about the world, he had been married to her for two lifetimes.

She lay obediently in his arms with her eyes closed, and she looked like she was picking up.

He leaned down/leaned over for a deep kiss.

“…… Well, Chang Gong ......"

She called his name indistinctly, with a slightly soft nasal voice. The slightly cool skin was ironed by him and slightly hot. His kiss gradually moved to her ear, and he whispered, "If it goes on like this, there will be no need to take medicine." ”

His body was like a fire, and there was nowhere to vent his pain. But in this situation, he can't do anything.

Gao Su smiled bitterly for a moment, then calmed down, let her lie in his arms, and continued to apply medicine to her, even on her calf. She stayed in his arms for a moment, then froze suddenly, and slowly, fell into his arms.

Warm fragrant nephrite, a room of silk.

Gao Su almost threw the porcelain vase in his hand out. He held her shoulder and back a little rudely (avoiding the injury, of course), lowered his voice and said angrily, "What do you want to do?" ”

She snorted twice in his arms, then looked up again, blinking at him.

Gao Su couldn't bear it anymore and kissed those eyes fiercely. He heard her sly, soft smile, her eyebrows crooked, with a hint of subtle sigh. She stretched out her arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, rested her head in his shoulder socket contentedly, and whispered, "Chang Gong." ”

He couldn't move, lest if he moved a little, he would no longer be able to control himself.

She rubbed in his arms, held his dry and warm palm, and smiled softly, "Changgong." ”

It's probably because I'm really too presumptuous, and I'm sure that the person in front of me cherishes himself and won't mess around at all, so he is so reckless. She nestled contentedly in his arms, whispering his name over and over again until Gao Su kissed her again.

A deep and lingering kiss without the slightest lust/desire.

She opened her misty eyes and looked at Gao Su with a smile.

Gao Su turned his head a little wolfishly, fumbled to get her dressed, and said in a dumb voice: "You, you can rest here for a while." I'll go ahead and have a look. Then he got up to leave. She grabbed his hand, smiling and groaning, a little sly.

"Ahem." She said softly, "Changgong, do you want to go out like this?" ”

The clothes in late autumn are very thick, and they are still dark, and if you have to dig deeper, you can't actually see anything.

But......

But she knows.