Gao Cheng didn't expect that Hou Jing didn't know his true intentions, but he turned to this topic. Chen Yuankang and Cui Jishu also paid a visit to Hou Jing at the courtesy of the lower officials, and Hou Jing also sat down after seeing Gao Cheng's instructions. The two of them looked very serious, as if something was really going on.

"It's very difficult to make the trip." Gao Cheng frowned and spoke, his face full of embarrassment.

"What? Is it true that the general's wounds have not healed? Hou Jingchang knelt up, looked at Gao Cheng and exclaimed. It looked as if he was carefully observing and studying Gao Cheng's complexion.

"The serious illness is not in my body, the serious trouble is in my heart, and Zihui is also the word." Gao Cheng pointed two fingers and pointed to his heart to Hou Jingdao. The smile but sad look is very touching.

"What's on the mind of the general?" Hou Jing blurted out, looking surprised and pretending to be surprised. In fact, he was almost about to say, "Can Wanjing help the general?" In the end, he held back, but looked at Gao Cheng with concern, and what he thought in his heart was about to come out.

Cui Jishu almost laughed out loud, but Chen Yuankang didn't dare to be careless.

"How can my neighbors be so disturbed that I can sleep peacefully?" Gao Cheng was very worried on his face, and stared at Hou Jing, "Ask Situ, such a neighbor, if there is a chance to get rid of it, what should it be?" It seems that he relies on Hou Jing very much, and attaches great importance to his opinion.

"Could it be that the general has relented?" Hou Jing became nervous, "If you don't get rid of it and then hurry up, the future trouble will be even more endless." ”

"What Situ said is extremely true." Gao Cheng immediately confessed when he received his words, "Yuwen Black Otter will go to Luoyang with the Yuan Bao torch to pay homage to the temple and mausoleum in the near future." If you ambush it and bring the ingot torch back to Yecheng, so that the Yuwen black otter has no basis and disturbs the hearts of Xikou people, wouldn't it uproot the trouble in your heart? With such a heavy responsibility, I think about it, there is no one to trust, only Situ can be trusted to take on this heavy responsibility. ”

Hou Jing didn't expect it to be such a thankless task. It seems that the general wants to go hand in hand, capturing the ingot torch while dividing his troops to regain the lost territory. If he goes to catch the ingot torch, it's hard to say what the result will be, and even if he really catches it, it's hard to say what kind of benefits he can get. Several counties in Henan may not be able to take it back in a down-to-earth manner and hold it in their own hands.

Gao Cheng stared at Hou Jing, seeing that he didn't speak, he must have been unwilling. But he didn't persuade anymore, just looked at Hou Jing. But I don't know that Hou Jing's mind is turning fast, and he thinks that if he can catch it but not catch it, and return it to the Yuan Bao Torch, is it a kind of show of favor and real kindness for Yuwentai? It's also a friendship, and you can always leave yourself a way back. Gao Cheng'er will be in the right position sooner or later, and when the time comes, he and he will inevitably be incompatible, and they can't help but plan in advance.

"Since the general has a great trouble, the lower officials will remove this great trouble for the general." Hou Jing thought about it several times in his heart, no longer hesitated, and replied decisively.

"Situ really lived up to my expectations." Gao Cheng smiled.

Yuan Yuyi sat in the room of Mulan Fang in full makeup, mixing perfume and fat. It's a strange scene. This extremely delicate inner room is dimly lit at the moment, not only does not show her gorgeous beauty, but because of the various jewels and bright colors all over her body, it is a little strange.

The slaves and maids all know that the lady likes to dress plainly and make light makeup on weekdays, and she has never seen her so grandly groomed. But when the slaves and maids saw it in their eyes, everyone was impressed, and it was precisely because they had never seen her so gorgeous that they felt that today's beauty was very different. There are even people who can't help but wonder in their hearts, if the general sees the lady's makeup today, how amazing will he be?

The lipstick is a fragrant jasmine taste, light as tea, and the incense on the clothes has strange flowers that refresh people's hearts. The north wind is howling outside, and the interior is warm like spring, but because the lights are too dim, it is not very comfortable. Yuan Yuyi remembered that when he was a dancing girl in the mansion of the later general Sun Teng, he met the prince for the first time, and he was not allowed to light the lamp, I don't know what the reason was. And at this moment, I suddenly remembered this paragraph, and I felt that it was a long, long time ago, as if it had never happened.

"Lady!" A slave called out hurriedly. Before Yuan Yuyi could respond, she had already broken in, and hurriedly replied in a low voice with a change of face, "Lady don't go and take a look, the general is going back to the house." The slave's tone was panicked, as if she was more anxious than Yuan Yuyi.

Yuan Yuyi was also taken aback, dropped the lipstick in his hand and got up suddenly, and in a hurry, he turned over several very delicate incense bottles and incense boxes on several cases, and swept them to the ground, making a ping pong sound in an instant. Yuan Yuyi didn't care about it at all, just ran outside. The night was thick, the weather was cold and windy, how could he go back to his house at this time?

Seeing that Yuan Yuyi was so panicked just now, the slave maid herself hurriedly followed, and she felt that the general trend had gone, so she was even more depressed. After walking a few steps in a hurry, she finally caught up with the lady, who knew that Yuan Yuyi suddenly stopped when she walked to the door and turned around sharply. The slave was so distraught that she crashed into Yuan Yuyi.

"Are Cui Shilang and General Chen Yuankang gone?" Yuan Yuyi asked suspiciously.

Not long after Hou Situ left, Cui Shilang and General Chen Yuankang left. The general stayed alone in the greenhouse for a while, and then ordered the car to be prepared, and the slave and maid knew about it and hurried back and forth to the lady, for fear of delaying the lady's affairs. The slave couldn't help but glance at Yuan Yuyi again, and she didn't understand such a flower-like beauty, how could the general just say that he would leave, and he was not attached to it at all?

Yuan Yuyi was a little relieved at this time, but she was even more suspicious in her heart.

If Cui and Chen hadn't left yet, she would naturally not have broken into the greenhouse rashly. But Gao Cheng didn't leave with Cui and Chen, presumably not because of political affairs. So what made him so anxious to leave? This is what makes her even more suspicious.

Yuan Yuyi was not in such a hurry when she left Mulan Fang. She was thinly dressed, but she was calm and calm in the howling north wind, and her steps were light and unhurried, until she walked outside the greenhouse. Along the way, she had already observed that Gao Cheng was leaving, but she didn't happen to leave yet.

Outside the conservatory, she stopped the slaves and maids who were going in to return to the greenhouse, and waited outside, letting the wind and the weather be cold and unmoved. Fortunately, after a while, the slave maid inside opened the door, and sure enough, Gao Cheng walked out of it neatly. At a glance, he saw Yuan Yuyi standing outside the door.

Gao Cheng was still wearing a public uniform, and the Sanliang Jinxian crown was also worn, and he really looked like he was going to leave immediately. Originally, Gao Cheng had already looked at the gate of Dongbai Hall when he came out of the greenhouse, and subconsciously wanted to see if he was ready, so that he could return home immediately, and he was thinking about the princess Yuan Zhonghua in his heart. I didn't expect to go out and see Yuan Yuyi shivering in the wind.

"Why are you standing here?" Gao Cheng said in surprise, and as he spoke, he walked over and pulled Yuan Yuyi back to the greenhouse.

The slaves did not follow up, and sensibly closed the door from the outside.

The greenhouse is small and the furnishings are simple, and it is a place for Gao Cheng and his confidants to discuss politics on weekdays. The greenhouse can even be said to be a little shabby compared to the Ming Crane Hall. Except for a map, a few cases, a few sitting places on the ground, and a few, there is almost nothing. Unlike Minghetang, there is still an interest in the circle.

The weather was indeed cold tonight, Yuan Yuyi came in a hurry, and after waiting outside for a while, she already felt cold to the bone. When you first enter the greenhouse, the feeling of warmth is very comfortable. But the greenhouse didn't feel good for her, and she always felt that it was strange to get along with Gao Cheng alone in the greenhouse, which shortened the distance between them.

"Why are you waiting outside? Don't let the slaves come in and say a word back? Gao Cheng took her hand and held it in his hand, and asked with a smile. His voice was soft, and he looked at Yuan Yuyi softly, holding her hand to his lips, exhaling hot air to warm her. He looks a bit like a naughty teenager.

"I don't know if the general has something important, so I don't dare to bother rashly." Yuan Yuyi looked up at Gao Cheng pitifully, and her tone was very weak.

If you really don't know, you can't judge whether you dare or don't dare, in fact, it is precisely because you know that you deliberately say and do not know.

"It's night, it's cold, why do you want to come? If I suffer from the cold, doesn't it make me feel distressed? It's better to go back to bed quickly. Gao Cheng said with a smile, it seemed that he cared about her and felt sorry for her, but Yuan Yuyi was extremely sensitive, and always felt that there was something wrong with him, but it seemed to mean an eviction order, which made her even more suspicious.

"I don't see the general...... Can't sleep......" Yuan Yuyi looked at Gao Cheng with teary eyes, very cute. Begging for mercy like this, she herself felt very embarrassed, and her face turned red.

"You never called me that, what's wrong today?" Gao Cheng smiled and took her hand away from his lips, holding her hand with one hand and not letting go.

Having said this, the matter has been done, Yuan Yuyi simply leaned over, took the initiative to stick into Gao Cheng's arms, stretched out his arms to wrap around his waist, and called in a sour voice, "Childe ......." She was really sour in her heart, she deliberately wore heavy makeup and beautiful clothes today, but he didn't see it, he didn't care at all, and "Gao Lang ......" felt even more aggrieved in his heart.

"You never like this, what is wrong today?" Gao Cheng let Yuan Yuyi get tired of being in his arms, but he was obviously a little anxious, "I'm going back to the house today, you go to sleep first, and I'll come ......back another day," Gao Cheng patiently persuaded him.

"Okay." Yuan Yuyi saw the opportunity quickly, and when she heard that he had already made up her mind in his tone, she knew that it was impossible to keep him any longer, so she didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, raised her head and looked up at him, "The raccoon slave is worried that the wind is strong in the middle of the night and the weather is cold, so the son wants to keep the son here." Since Gongzi is worried about the princess, he naturally wants to go back to the house, this is as it should be, the tanuki slave must wait here for Gongzi to come again, and Gongzi doesn't have to worry about me. As he spoke, he was already in tears.

Gao Cheng didn't say anything, only called the slave and maid in, ordered to send the lady back to Mulan Fang, and then hurriedly went out of Dongbai Hall and went home.

Yuan Yuyi returned to Mulan Fang, and she didn't feel sleepy for a while. She mentioned that the princess was originally a temptation, and since Gao Cheng didn't refute it, it should be because of the princess that he refused to stay in Dongbai Hall today. Thinking that she had done all her tricks and couldn't win his pity, the princess was extremely important in his heart, and her heart was even more sour.

At the beginning of winter, the weather suddenly became cold and unacceptable. The night was falling, the wind was strong and the weather was cold, and after the curfew, there were almost no people on the streets of Yecheng. General Gao Cheng's car roared through the deserted market like a wind. Gao Cheng didn't care about the bumps, he just wanted to go home quickly. He had never thought of it.

The servants guarding the door in the General's Mansion were no longer surprised, and after welcoming the General back to the house, they closed the door again.

Gao Cheng walked straight to the courtyard where the princess Yuan Zhonghua lived. The servant on duty at night was not surprised to see Lord Lang come back at this time, so he just did his duty. Gao Cheng did not stop when the servants were giving salutes, and walked slowly through the corridor alone. On the surface, no slave or maid could see that the general was in a hurry to see his wife. However, one or two of the slaves and maids of the concubine room unexpectedly learned that the lord of Lang had returned home, and hurried back to report to his wife, but I was afraid that someone would be disappointed because of the empty night.

Gao Cheng stopped in the corridor, and the cangtou slave who followed him also stopped, not understanding what Lord Lang commanded, so he just stood carefully behind Gao Cheng and waited. Looking at the back, I judged in my heart that the general was standing so intently, as if he had heard something. The grey-headed slave listened attentively, but he heard nothing.

Gao Cheng didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, and walked towards where Yuan Zhonghua lived.

The courtyard had long since been closed, and sure enough, a faint sound of a flute came out. Without the signal of the lord, the servant stepped forward and knocked on the door. Gao Cheng just stood outside the courtyard gate and listened to the people inside. He is a master of Yahao music, and he is good at playing the turtle pipa, so naturally he will not know that Yuan Zhonghua's flute skills are really not very superb, and he only knows the music and rhythm. But because she played it, he paid special attention to it at the moment.

It sounded like the flute was weak, but calm and calm, but what puzzled him was that he always felt that there was a trace of frustration hidden deep and imperceptible. Yuan Zhonghua is a simple-minded person, and he hasn't learned to hide his thoughts from him, what is it that makes it possible for her to hide so deeply without realizing it?

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and the gate of the courtyard was opened, and Gao Cheng's servants stayed outside, Gao Cheng walked in, and the courtyard door closed again. The night was dark and windy, he glanced at it hastily, but he didn't find Ajiao, and he didn't ask anything, so he walked to the house where Yuan Zhonghua lived.

It was too dark, and the slave and maid at the door saw him clearly, and was about to go in and return when he was stopped by Gao Cheng, he had already walked to the door of the dormitory, pushed open the door and walked in, and the slave and maid closed the door behind him.

Inside, Ah Jiao heard the voice and came out, and when she saw that it was the general who came, she was surprised and happy. Seeing his searching gaze, without waiting for him to ask anything, he pointed to the curtain hanging inside, signaling that the princess was inside. Gao Cheng understood and walked inside again.

"Ahh It just so happened that at this time, Yuan Zhonghua called inside.

Ah Jiao was about to go in, Gao Cheng waved his hand at her, signaling that she didn't have to follow up, and then opened the curtain and walked in. I saw Yuan Zhonghua's back at a glance. Yuan Zhonghua stood by the window, as if he was holding something in his hand, only wearing light-colored treasure stockings, his hair was completely scattered on the back of his shoulders, and he was so black and translucent that he looked like he had just combed his hair. The clothes I saw through looked like they were ready to sleep again.