Hu Shijiu felt that she didn't know Lu Wu more and more, and she talked to Lu Wu about Sun Wu's death, but Lu Wu was regretting the sweet potato that fell on the ground.

Can the two be compared?

She stood up, "I have something to do, let's go first." ”

"Don't go." Lu Wu grabbed her with his backhand.

Hu Shijiu's hand retracted like an electric shock.

Lu Wu's hand stopped in midair.

"Look at the ashes of my hands," Lu Wu patted his clean and white hands as if he were self-deprecating.

"Where do you live?" He stood up and looked at the ashes that had not been completely extinguished, as if he could throw in one more cluster of flames and burn into a prairie fire.

"Anjufang, Yongning Lane." As long as it can be said, Hu Shijiu doesn't want to hide anything from Lu Wu.

"You live alone?" Lu Wu asked, still looking at the pile of flickering ashes.

"No, me, my father, and the butler." After knowing each other for so long, it was the first time that Lu Wu had "interrogated" himself in such detail. But where was he when Xiao Hei appeared in the courtyard that night?

"Got it, it's not early, you go back first." Lu Wu finally turned around, and a tired smile appeared on his face.

Hu Shijiu's eyes widened, "You, are you pushing me away?" ”

Lu Wu smiled very shallowly and lightly, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Hu Shijiu involuntarily took a step back.

Lu Wu's long and narrow phoenix eyes reflected the vigilant Hu Nineteen, and he raised his eyebrows, "Dead girl." ”

He took a step forward and flicked a chestnut at Hu Shijiu's forehead, "What do you think!" ”

The familiar action brought the delicate relationship between the two closer at this time.

Hu Shijiu rubbed her forehead, a pair of big eyes flickered as she looked at Lu Wu, and she laughed a little embarrassed. This was the first time Lu Wu had seen her smile since they met today.

However, the smile was short-lived.

"Lu Wu," Hu Shijiu put down his hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, his tone hesitant, "Sun Wu's death...... Does it have anything to do with 'Blackie'? ”

Not again......

Lu Wu looked up at the beams in the temple, where there used to be a bird's nest. He often lay on his back on the ground, watching the nest of milk swallows murmuring.

"What do you want me to say?"

The tired bird can still return to the nest, but what about himself......

"It's a matter of human life! What does it have to do with my hopes! Hu Shijiu felt that he couldn't explain it to Lu Wu at all.

"You hope it is, it is."

All you want, I can give you. As long as you are always by my side.

"You, unreasonable!" The warmth of a moment ago was like a water moon mirror flower, broken into several pieces.

Hu 19 turned around angrily and left.

Lu Wu's long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, "Stupid." He whispered.

"It's not."

Two simple words made Hu Shijiu stop. Her ears moved imperceptibly, as if she was not sure what she was hearing.

A series of things have happened these days, and she has almost lost her way. Just like in the fog, she just relied on instinct and stubbornly wanted to pursue an "exit", however, once this "exit" was opened in front of her, how should she face it, perhaps, even Hu Shijiu himself did not know.

Hu Shijiu just stood dumbfounded. Lu Wu walked over, lowered his head slightly, and stared at her. Hu Shijiu wanted to pull out a smile, but suddenly felt that he had lost his strength.

The appearance of the dead girl is really uncomfortable......

Lu Wu pretended to smile relaxedly, his gaze crossed Hu Shijiu's head, and looked at the fire with roasted sweet potatoes, where the aroma was already overflowing, he strode over, sat on the ground, and pulled out a few steaming sweet potatoes from the ashes, "So delicious...... Some people don't have a mouth! He deliberately said it relaxedly, but his heartbeat seemed to lose its regularity at that moment.

Until, a white but somewhat rough little hand tentatively grabbed a sweet potato from in front of him, and Lu Wu's smile suddenly melted in his eyes.

Hu Nineteen broke open the sweet potato and silently handed half of it to Lu Wu as he had done many times before.

Perhaps, it was all just a coincidence......

She chooses and believes in Lu Wu.

Xia, it's coming. The leaves of the holly tree, against the backdrop of the red lanterns, seem to be brighter than ever, and a strong fragrance wafts from the main house of the Hanfu Funyeongwon.

Han Mochen knelt on the ground, like a weathered stone statue.

"Old lady, that kid has also knelt for a day......" The eldest lady of the Han Mansion stood tremblingly beside the Qibao screen, the lingering aroma in this room, in such a summer night, made her almost out of breath. She pleaded with Old Madam Han, the supreme ruler of the Han Mansion, who was sitting on the Luohan bed.

"Da Lang has also been in bed for a day! What's wrong with him on his knees! If it weren't for Da Lang, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to kneel! ”

When Mrs. Han heard this, Jin Tian's head trembled, and she didn't say a word.

Old Madam Han sipped the goat's milk in the agate begonia cup, and then raised her eyes to the maidservant hosta beside her and asked, "Have you gone to see Dalang?" How is the kid now? ”

"The old lady's Hongfu, the eldest prince has woken up just now, and he is shouting that he is hungry!"

"Oh?" Mrs. Han hurriedly put down the cup in her hand, and the wrinkles on Xi's face stretched a lot, "Then don't you go and let the small kitchen do it!" Go, go and stew the purple ginseng that General Han "honored me last month," she said here, frowning, "and stew the purple ginseng that General Han "honored me with last month." In order to save his younger brother of the "great general", Da Lang hurt a lot of vitality! ”

The maidservant hosta pursed her lips inadvertently, and the old lady believed that the eldest prince could actually save the famous general of the Great Chen Kingdom, the third prince of the Han Mansion, Han Mochen. That's hell!

"What are the wood-like pestles doing here! Don't go yet! Old Madam Han anxiously patted the support of the Luohan bed and pointed at the hosta and scolded.

"Yes!" The hosta woke up and responded busily. A dozen curtains went out in a panic.

When she saw Han Mochen kneeling outside the door, she couldn't help but sigh softly, but she still didn't dare to delay, and walked towards the small kitchen with faster steps......

Inside the house, Mrs. Han was particularly puzzled: "I know, one or two of you are looking forward to my death, I am old, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that I will die, and this family really can't accommodate my hard-working grandson!" ”

As soon as Mrs. Han said this, Mrs. Han hurriedly helped her servant Dongmei to kneel on the ground and said with tears: "Old lady, although Da Lang is a concubine, but when his biological mother died early, I have always treated him as my own, and even Chen'er's child regards Da Lang as his own brother, and he dare not be disrespectful!" ”

Old Madam Han just looked at her eldest daughter-in-law and sneered. "What do you do to my eldest man, you two know that you don't need to act here with me!"