Du Yunluo did not speak. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The tips of her white fingers pinched the tea cup, and the white porcelain reflected her nails round, delicate and shiny.

Her brows furrowed slightly, she was thinking about something.

Du Yunluo thought of Huang Jie, Huang Jie and Ye Yuzhi's newlywed Yan'er, if her husband sent troops to Shudi, what kind of mood would she be in staying in Beijing.

In the paddock the previous time, Du Yunluo didn't ask Huang Jie in detail about their husband and wife's relationship, but just clicked to the point.

Her friendship with Huang Jie has not yet reached the point where she can be questioned to the end, and Huang Jie's face is obviously much thinner than her Du Yunluo.

But what is the love life of a bride, everyone is from the past, you don't need to ask carefully, you can know just by looking at her look.

Whether the days are comfortable or not, the corners of the eyebrows and eyes can't deceive people.

Huang Jie and Ye Yuzhi should be harmonious.

It is precisely because of the harmony that if Ye Yuzhi leaves, Huang Jie will be reluctant......

For a moment, Du Yunluo's mind suddenly crossed over what Huang Jie had said to her many years ago.

Huang Jie said she was used to it.

She was born in the General's Mansion, her father and brother are brave and good at fighting, and they are quite respected by the saints, Huang Jie has long been accustomed to them being away for several years, with only a few letters to her family.

Du Yunluo's fingertips held the edge of the teacup, when Ye Yuzhi left Beijing, Huang Jie should be able to get used to it.

After pondering and pondering like this, before I knew it, the tea was also used up.

If the army is going to be raised in the coming year, this month is destined not to be too peaceful.

Mu Lianxiao was either in the military department or went to the imperial study every day, and he was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground all day, and when he returned to the house, he rarely caught up with the meal.

Du Yunluo waited for him to come back as always, and the lights were lit in Shaoxi Garden, and when there was movement in the courtyard, she got off the Luohan bed and turned around and went to the bright room.

There were several charcoal basins in the bright room, and they were burning hot.

Even if the maids and women came in and out, the curtain was lifted and a lot of cold air leaked in, and it dissipated after a while.

Mu Lianxiao came in from outside, bringing in a cold air.

The snow fell outside, and the wind carried the snowflakes in and landed at his feet, and soon became a stain of fresh water.

Du Yunluo wanted to step forward to untie Mu Lianxiao's cloak.

Mu Lianxiao hurriedly took two steps sideways, untied his hands neatly, and said, "Don't freeze your hands." ”

The cloak turned around and was handed over to Yuzhu by Mu Lianxiao, he knew Du Yunluo's temper, so he didn't urge her to wait inside, and she accompanied her.

Walking to the charcoal basin, he removed the cold on his body and warmed his hands again.

People who practice martial arts, whether it is cold or hot, are all dressed in light clothes to practice, Mu Lianxiao was born noble, but he also endured hardships, to be honest, Northern Xinjiang and Shanyuguan are more difficult than in the house in Beijing, he has long been used to it.

The north wind was howling outside, he didn't feel how cold it was, and his hands were warm, but for Du Yunluo, it was definitely too cold.

Mu Lianxiao wanted to hold her hand, but she didn't want to freeze her, so she had to hurry up and roast the fire to heat up the whole person.

Du Yunluo is really afraid of the cold.

Even if the fire dragon was burning in the house, and a charcoal basin was placed, and she still had a hot hand stove in her hand, if she didn't have to ask Mrs. Wu and Zhou every day, and she had to go to the flower hall to listen to the mothers-in-law below, she couldn't wait to take a single step.

Du Yunluo sat on the chair, raised her head to look at Mu Lianxiao, and said softly, "Did you have dinner outside?" There's still some hot food in the kitchen, so why don't you fill your stomach with more? ”

Mu Lianxiao turned to the side, lowered her eyes to look at her, and couldn't help laughing.

No matter how much the big men in the court quarreled in the imperial study, no matter how much the military department made a lot of trouble for the next year's war, when he returned home, all he had to face was these things.

Have you eaten it? Is it cold outside? My brother cried.

How simple, how heartwarming.

It warmed his heart just as it did in June.

It's like the cotton curtain embroidered with pomegranate blossoms in the house, as soon as it is put down, it blocks the wind and snow outside, and only the warmth inside remains.

"I ate some wine," Mu Lianxiao said with a smile, her starry eyes were very attractive, "I'm not full, what's in the kitchen, let them serve it." ”

The tip of Du Yunluo's nose sucked lightly.

Mu Lianxiao said that she had eaten wine, but she didn't smell the slightest smell of wine on the other party, so it could be seen that the wind blew away.

How strong is the wind outside......

If you change to a small body, you might blow it away......

Du Yunluo thought about it for a while, came back to her senses, and ordered Jin Lan to go to the kitchen to get food.

Mu Lianxiao felt that it was okay, so she walked up to Du Yunluo and stretched out her hand.

Du Yunluo blinked, put her little hand in Mu Lianxiao's palm, stood up with her strength, and muttered, "It's not as hot as my hand." ”

Mu Lianxiao led her to the east room, and chuckled softly when she heard the words.

Holding such a hand stove, how could Du Yunluo's hands not be hot?

"Then you give me warmth." Mu Lianxiao paused, half-bent over, leaned into Du Yunluo's ear, and whispered.

The only one left in the house was Jinrui, who had always looked at her nose and nose, and lowered her head to see nothing and hear nothing.

Du Yunluo didn't push Mu Lianxiao away, and snorted softly.

The food in the kitchen was delivered quickly.

A few refreshing side dishes, steamed rice cakes, stewed hot soup, boiled porridge, steaming, looking comfortable.

Du Yunluo accompanied it, a bowl of hot soup was served, and the whole person was happy.

She took a piece of rice cake, tore a small piece, and chewed it while watching Mu Lianxiao eat.

Mu Lianxiao is not slow to eat, and it is extremely particular to be really particular, but in the end, it is a person who has been on the battlefield, and it is very straightforward to be unrestrained.

Du Yunluo watched him drink porridge seriously, a thought in her heart went back and forth, and her favorite rice cake was chewed in her mouth, and it was a little tasteless.

Mu Lianxiao noticed that Du Yunluo was distracted, he put down his chopsticks and asked her in a suppressed voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Du Yunluo was stunned, and after a while, she came back to her senses, and Mu Ran said: "Do you want to go to Shudi?" ”

This question had been on her mind for some time.

Since she knew that she was going to move troops in the coming year, Du Yunluo would think about it from time to time.

She understands the position of the Marquis of Dingyuan, understands Mu Lianxiao's ambitions, this man is a natural general, he has the ability to dominate the battlefield, not to mention, the saint also needs him to lead the troops to fight.

How much honor and favor the Holy Lord gave to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion required them to pay a corresponding return.

The Marquis of Dingyuan Mansion has never been an idle royal prince, who has been living in the capital for decades.

Everyone knows these truths, and Du Yunluo is even clearer, but once she faces it, she still has some worries.

She always thought that after defeating the Tartars, the court would be able to suspend its troops for several years, but she didn't expect to turn her head, how long would it be, and the fight would start again. (To be continued.) )