"A few days ago, I heard that you were investigating the affairs of the southwest village?"

In the carved round door of the inner bed, the light shadow illuminated two people sitting and standing, Wang Shiqiang asked tentatively.

Isn't she just checking Lou Yun?

“……”

She didn't answer.

"Do you believe me? If you want to believe me, don't check it, and when I go back to the capital to inquire clearly, you will naturally understand. ”

Wang Shiqiang is also nervous these days.

One is not good, his undercover defeat is about to die.

His dream in life is to be promoted to an official and make a fortune in the political hall, and to do Pingzhang military and state affairs in the future.

You can't just stop in Sichuan.

"I'll talk about these things when I can go back."

She replied that she had not yet dreamed of any of this.

It's because she only thought about Lou Yun in the last two months, and she ended up in the trouble she is in now.

“…… Naturally, it is possible to go back. ”

Wang Shiqiang comforted her softly, "You are hiding in this palace, and I can protect you." ”

She only thought he was comforting herself:

Dude, blow it, you may not be able to keep yourself.

As for her, Lou Yun wrote several urgent letters urging her to return to the capital, but she ignored them.

It's annoying to think of this dead man surnamed Lou.

She didn't want to reply!

Although she knew that Jin Jun would enter Sichuan without knowing when, if she couldn't go back, Lou Yun would send whatever tea she wanted to give Lou Luanpei, right?

Thinking of this, she stared at Wang Shiqiang coldly.

I can't even look at my wife.

Rubbish!

But what made her even more frustrated was that she might have been cuckolded by Lou Yun.

She stared at the dancing tricolor flames on the round table. Thinking about these things, she still looks like a maid who worries about the country and the people.

Wang Shiqiang leaned on the head of the bed and looked at her.

At this juncture, he doesn't have the energy to fall in love at all. But seeing that there is one of his own people who can speak with confidence, he is a little happy after all.

Wang Xin and Zuo Chengdu beside him contacted the righteous people outside the palace for him.

Who knows when they won't be able to come back.

"Young Lady ......"

Across the round table, he smiled and beckoned, wanting to call her over to talk, "It's the tuyere, you come over ......"

However, in the face of her frowning expression, he still held back after all.

She stood at the round table in front of the inner bed. The light faintly illuminated her slightly drooping little goose egg face.

She didn't have any powder on her face, and her hair was combed back in twists, revealing a long neck and a smooth forehead.

Her curved eyebrows and almond eyes. Red lips and peach cheeks, there is no place that is not beautiful and exquisite.

The maid of the palace was dressed in a dark blue left side dress, and she wore a long white skirt with small clusters of flowers tied to her chest.

The dress set off her beautiful figure, and was elongated by the sudden rising flames. Swung lightly on the painted wall.

Yao Qingkang will pick her and send her to his room. It's not that he didn't guess.

On that day, the twelve handmaidens Li Ji Qingchen's appearance was the most outstanding.

"In which bureau are you working as a maid now?"

"Tea and Wine Division."

He stood up, half-open with a plain inner sheet and a regular coat over it.

He had already fallen asleep, but in the middle of the night he was knocked on the door and brought in the maid who warmed the bed.

He just stood in front of the door and glanced at Ji Qingchen, pretending to smile with satisfaction, and asked the internal official to thank Lord Yao for his arrangement.

Then he let her in.

In front of the carved round door hung a gauze tabernacle. The light cast his seated figure on the half-transparent veil.

"Wu Xi is not good at drinking tea, you can't get to him."

Wang Shiqiang sat on the round embroidered pier in front of the table. Patiently explained to her.

It's like many years ago, he discussed various affairs with her in Tangfang when it was first built.

He knew she was reasonable.

After Wu Xi did not participate in the Chunyuan Festival, he sent a message asking Ji Chenhu and his party to leave immediately.

He also sent a message to the Kwan Kee Warehouse and told them to leave quickly.

He didn't expect her to be there.

She hadn't seen him since that time when he was splashed with tea.

But without the excuse of "Lord Wang is obsessed with the top and the female official of the county lord" to cover up, it is not easy to pass the news between Wang Shiqiang and the wedding group training envoy.

As a result, Zhao Duanning didn't have time to escape and was arrested.

"Wu Xi is very careful now. In the palace, he could not be plotted. ”

Wang Shiqiang continued.

She glanced at him.

He immediately saw her impatience in her eyes:

She won't assassinate Wu Xi, what she is good at is making money, running errands, pulling relationships, and patting sycophants instead of going into battle to fight and kill in person, okay?

If she were Li Molan, it would be another matter.

"I can go and deliver food to Zhao Duanning tomorrow."

She whispered, Wang Shiqiang heard it at first glance, his eyes changed, and he laughed:

"You have a wrist."

With that, he groaned.

She asked with a sense of interest:

"What do you have to say to him?"

That's why she's here to see him tonight.

Otherwise, she would not be the maid of this bed-warmer.

Wang Shiqiang turned around the round table to the corner of the bed, and the machine sounded, and he took out a yellow roll from the bedside plywood.

She squinted and looked closely.

It actually looks like a scroll of yellow silk.

In an accident, she was confused and wanted to speak, when she suddenly heard the footsteps of the soles of the sergeant's boots under the porch outside the door.

No matter how calm she was, she couldn't help but be surprised.

“……”

Wang Shiqiang held the holy decree and threw it with a look that showed that he knew it in his heart.

The footsteps of the government soldiers did not come to his room, but they were still at the courtyard gate, and the footsteps were mixed with the sound of the armor and passwords of the guards of the changing guard.

At the end of the changing of the guard of ten breaths, the sound of the three watchmen gradually dissipated in the early spring night sky.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that it was time for the changing of the guard, but she didn't expect the yellow silk roll that suddenly appeared in Wang Shiqiang's hand.

At the moment, if she is not careful, she will be stolen, and no matter how cold the night is, there is a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Torches were set up outside the courtyard gate, and the shadows of armor and weapons were far refracted on the window paper of the main room.

He frowned, and his eyes turned to the lamp on the table.

Although the candles were thinned and the light was weakened, the guards outside could of course still be seen.

“……”

He looked at her expressionless face.

He figured that he was going to say that the lamp was blown out, and that he had slept with her and put a tent in secret so that it would be safe.

She'd just slam the door and leave.

“……”

He sighed, and stepped forward with the decree, ready to spread it out on the table to show her.

Before he could move, she reached out and extinguished the light on the table.

Wang Shiqiang stood motionless in front of the bed.

The starlight fell obliquely through the window.

He struggled to get used to the darkness, trying to see what she meant.

Could it be that she is dead set on Lou Yun?

Or did she find him in order to get revenge on Lou Yun?

Wang Shiqiang felt that he was out of control for a while last time, and there were indeed three or four points of resentment from being cuckolded.

But whether women have the same vindictiveness, he has not studied before. (To be continued......)