The yellow grass is not withered, the branches are slightly flowering, the charming and graceful on the roadside street stones, the mud smell is mixed with the fragrance of grass, the low leaves are put into the stamens, and the dust is a little overlooked.

Luo Yunyao was running and jumping on this dirt road because she wanted to avoid wild grasses and wild flowers, and she seemed to be in an unexpectedly good mood - although she was still dumb and wrote that Coptis was planted and blamed, but it was a pleasant thing to be able to hang out with only two people like Qin Jinghao's sweetheart.

Today, they walked through the bustling city together, laughing in front of all kinds of goods. Today they heard someone talk about it in the restaurant, and even barely met a partner, although they didn't even know the name of the young man, but they always met fate. Today, they walked around the countryside and listened to their aunts talk about their parents' shortcomings in the dilapidated quaint tiled houses. Now, she and Qin Jinghao, the person she has identified in her life, have walked through the mountains and rivers together, one after the other.

They were so close, as soon as Luo Yunyao looked back, Qin Jinghao was behind her, and her figure was full of clear and beautiful eyes. They are so quiet, from time to time there is a sound of insects, the heartbeat of each other is communicating, and the breath of the soul is felt quietly and beautifully.

If there is wine today and drunk today, who cares about right and wrong in front of the door? Even if he goes back to the Yamen of Dali Temple, the emperor Lao'er wants to behead Luo Yunyao, Luo Yunyao also admits it, and he doesn't need to reply to him.

Luo Yunyao jumped, looking back, she was going out with her hair tied up at will, and it looked loose under her jumping, and in her looking back so violently that she didn't care about her image, the three thousand ink hair swept the arc of the wind in the air, enchanting the posture of the wind, thinking and thinking about the rays of the sun to mottle, the shallow veins flowed with temptation, innocent, clean as the sun.

Luo Yunyao's smile shone in the sun, her lips and teeth, and she opened lightly: "So let's go to the family of the maid who was whipped to death by me?" The voice was ethereal, and there was a relaxed smile.

Qin Jinghao stopped, Ruyu's face was the same look, but when he raised his eyes, there seemed to be a different color in his eyelashes. There was a strange sense of ascetic beauty, along with his usual cold and cool jade: "What are you looking for her to do?" ”

Sure enough, it was a cold sentence.

Luo Yunyao was not hit at all, and even jumped on tiptoe over a crab that was lost and crawling.

Only then did he think carefully about the meaning of Qin Jinghao's words.

Yes, it is useless to look for the family of the maid who was whipped to death. Even the whipping maid itself is useless.

Since this maid was whipped to death and appeared in Luo Yunyao's Military Department Shangshu Mansion, then as far as the self is concerned, in fact, this maid is no longer useful - if there is, it will only add another crime to Luo Yunyao.

It's really a pitiful person everywhere in this bureau, and it's clear that Luo Yunyao is the center of the bureau and the biggest target to be killed. But this person who is more wronged than Dou E is still distressed and heartbroken about what happened to others. "Are you really sure it's my maid?"

Qin Jinghao looked at her with a silent and cold gaze.

Luo Yunyao choked, realizing that she had asked another question that was too mentally retarded.

If it's not the maid in Luo Yunyao's mansion, then does this matter still need to be investigated? Although this is also half of the possibility that Luo Yunyao was whipped to death, it is not as likely as someone deliberately framing Luo Yunyao. After all, it is difficult for a person to have such good luck, and it is clear that the house leak really happened to rain overnight.

According to Ouyang Jingxu's consistent style, or Ouyang Jingxu's practice that he has been bought by Luo Yunyao, he will start to investigate the origin of the whipping maid, so as to investigate the root cause of Luo Yunyao's framing and blame.

Luo Yunyao condensed her face, and after a pause, her lowered voice turned out to be a little heavy, "Since it is the maid in my house, do you know her name?" ”

Qin Jinghao glanced at Luo Yunyao lightly, and there was a bit of disdain in his eyes, which probably meant "Even if I know the name of the maid who was whipped to death, can you have an impression?" The military department Shang Shuluo has a great memory, and Qin does not dare to compliment. However, that kind of look is only faint and not easy for people to notice, not to mention that Luo Yunyao is deeply trapped in an indulgent sadness, and it is impossible to find out. Or, General Qin just found that Her Royal Highness the eldest princess was a little depressed, so the color that had always been a little banter was so light.

Like jade, the cold General Qin replied to Lord Shang Shuluo of the Ministry of War: "Towel moss." ”

Gently shallow, the two words are as heavy as a daughter.

Luo Yunyao was originally walking lightly, but it seemed that her legs and feet were finally tired now

Finish. All of a sudden, his legs were as heavy as a plumb hammer, almost making Luo Yunyao unstable on his feet. Her eyes widened, obviously these beautiful apricot eyes were full of doubts, but it was difficult to find the vitality of Lingyue just now.

I don't know who sucked out this person's soul at once, leaving behind a shell that can no longer stand.

Luo Yunyao stared at a pair of big eyes, and slowly spit out three words one by one: "Good, strange, strange." ”

She didn't seem to know the meaning of these three words, and her mind and soul suddenly turned empty.

At the turn of the head, the uninvited breeze disturbed the three thousand green silks, and the wisps of disturbance were calling something.

It's strange, Luo Yunyao said this, and thought the same way. I didn't use much strength to walk just now, so why did I get tired all of a sudden? Sure enough, it's been too long since you exercised?

As soon as Qin Jinghao said his words, he just looked at her with fixed attention. But he didn't speak, and he didn't move.

This noble son of Mo Shang, who was as cold as jade, had cold eyes, as if he was looking at himself who had nothing to do with him, struggling with the world in vain.

Only the dark light that flickered in the deepest part of his eyes, the suppressed spark, knew what he was quietly restraining himself. Even the cuffs of the robe, which had not been wrinkled by the breeze, felt the pressure of self-sinking.

General Qin was so impassive on his face, but he seemed to be extremely uncomfortable in his heart, feeling sorry for someone.

Towel moss.

"General Qin, I've fallen out of favor."

"Qingzhu's dead girl has a new love. Now that I'm a man, I can't compete for favor, besides, even if I want to compete for favor, Qingzhu won't agree. ”

"If I had known, I shouldn't have been kind enough to buy that maid back home."

- "What's the name of that maid?" ”

"Towel moss."

Luo Yunyao seemed to remember that day again.

The sun is just right, the wooden trees are embellished on the branches, and the clusters are like elves who have just come to the world, scrambling to come out to take a look at the world, but this heart is timid, and they dare not face it alone, so they form groups of three or five, and five or six hug each other timidly hiding under the dark green leaves of osmanthus and frolicking and looking at the world.

I don't know where the wind came from, sending bursts of osmanthus fragrance, and it also gently blew open the curtain of Luo Yunyao's delicate son.

Luo Yunyao was originally holding her chin and looking at the curtain to think about the inside of the court, the house, and the affairs of her and Qin Jinghao. It was the time when everything was light and relaxed.

As the curtain was blown open, I was greeted by small osmanthus flowers that were spinning, and they were yellow, like elves who came to make an appointment.

When Luo Yunyao was inciting her eyebrows, she met a pair of eyes.

I can't tell where those eyes are beautiful, and I can't tell where those eyes are moving.

may really be as the poem says, at the right time, meet the right person, so it is uncontrollable and moving.

Of course, if you see General Qin, this poem can't be used. Lord Shangluo of the military department thought this without regard for image and moderation.

- When I meet my sweetheart, it's the best time to meet anyone. Either way, you are the one who impresses me the most.

I didn't expect to be quite sour. Luo Yunyao touched her nose.

It was that day that Luo Yunyao met the towel.

In those eyes containing tears, Luo Yunyao only saw the sunshine that fell on the crushed eyes of the towel moss.

I desperately want to splice the sunshine back.

So Luo Yunyao stopped the sedan chair and stretched out her hand in front of the girl who sold herself to bury her mother, her bent body, her face as white and beautiful as a peony flower was a gentle smile, Luo Yunyao asked softly and gently: "Are you willing to go back to the Shangshu Mansion of the Military Department with me?" ”

That momentary impulse. Sensuality without reason. Let Luo Yunyao, who escaped death in the officialdom, forget to calculate, forget to consider, and forget to think.

Luo Yunyao didn't know where the towel came from, where she was going, what she had experienced, and what it would be...... She didn't know anything, so she brought such a person of unknown origin back to her own mansion.

Luo Yunyao had always blamed General Qin before, worried that he didn't know anything about the people in his mansion, so he let people into the mansion, and raised several batches of undercover spies without knowing it.

That's obviously 50 steps and 100 laughs.

Even Luo Yunyao was even more wrong. Qin Jinghao doesn't care about employing people, he believes in his housekeeper, and General Qin is always sure that without his permission, no one can get close to him. But Luo Yunyao is not, she has always been cautious, after all, she is the target of public criticism, after all, she has most secrets. After all, if there is an undercover agent who comes in and gains trust, then Luo Yunyao can only be a human sword, and I am a fish.

After a long time, if Luo Yunyao kept trying to find an impulsive reason or excuse for herself, then she thought it would definitely be like this.

At that time, I probably thought of General Qin. Thinking of his first arrival in officialdom, he obviously had a revenge, and he had already made achievements. He is already the most prestigious junior general on the entire continent. But the emperor did not reuse him and did not believe him. The emperor was afraid of him.

At that time, General Qin's eyes, which were already moving without waves, were there also sunshine in them? Was it at that time that these clear and beautiful eyes began to freeze, and finally became this cold and no longer able to make a storm.