Dou Shiying really didn't think about it.

After all, Wang Yingxue is still alive, and Zhao Guqiu has been dead for more than ten years.

He couldn't help but pat his thigh, became excited, and said, "You have a good idea!" That's it! After that, I finished dinner and went to Elm Alley.

The fifth wife knew and said: "My sixth brother and sister and I both thought about this stubble, but it was difficult to mention it, but I didn't expect the seventh uncle to figure it out all at once." ”

Dou Shishu also smiled: "He has been acting more methodically these days than before. ”

The fifth lady nodded, looked at the silver threads that came out of her husband's manes, and said bitterly: "They can be obedient, and you can worry less." ”

Dou Shishu smiled gently at his wife, stuffed an ink ingot to the fifth wife, and said, "Come, help me sharpen the ink, I will write a letter to the second brother, and let him add a stroke to the family tree." ”

The fifth wife smiled and responded "yes", pulled back her sleeves and quietly helped her husband polish the ink.

Dou Zhao, who returned home, "treated" Song Mo well, and Song Mo was a little nervous after being happy, and said, "Is something wrong?" ”

Dou Zhao laughed, glanced at him, and said, "What can happen?" ”

Song Mo laughed, unwilling to let go of his "welfare", hugged the half-naked Dou Zhao, and said in a low voice: "I still have to go in from behind." ”

As he spoke, the object had been firmly pressed against Dou Zhao's inner thigh.

Dou Zhao didn't expect him to be interested again so quickly, he was startled, and squinted at him: "You are not messy enough!" ”

She didn't know that her face was like Xia Fei, and the glance at the past was like a begonia dripping dew, and the indescribable charm and charm made Song Mo's heart burn even more.

"Just let them come in and clean up." Song Mo said, his hand had already grasped the plump on her chest, and pressed Dou Zhao on the bed.

Dou Zhao was teased by him again. I simply closed my eyes and let him mess around.

The next morning, the nurse hugged Brother Yuan and came over to feed.

Dou Zhao was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look at Brother Yuan's face, and forced him to calmly instruct the nurse: "You feed him this morning!" ”

The nurse did not hesitate to retreat.

Ganlu, who was serving next to her, thought about the bedding that had been replaced with various marks, and vaguely guessed something, and her face burned.

Only the culprit Song Mo looked calm and drank the porridge slowly.

But as soon as he walked out of the door, the corners of his mouth curled high.

Brother Yuan reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls of milk from the nurse and didn't wait for an hour. cried and arched into Dou Zhao's arms.

The time was too short, Dou Zhao's body had not yet recovered, and Brother Yuan still only ate half of it, and within half an hour, he made a fuss again. Disrupted all the schedules.

Dou Zhao blushed secretly, doting on his son, he let him eat when he wanted to, but the result was that Brother Yuan was lying in her arms for a moment, so that if Zhu came to tell her that Jiang Yan was in a trance these days, she had to take Brother Yuan to Bishuixuan.

Take a closer look, Jiang Yan is a little less clear than before.

Dou Zhao asked her to play with Brother Yuan. Ask her, "What's on your mind?" ”

Jiang Yan was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I want to go to the Great Xiangguo Temple to give incense sticks......"

Dou Zhao was a little strange, but when she asked again, she blushed and remained silent. Dou Zhao thought that she was about to get married. It's natural to be embarrassed to say that some other thoughts, and I smiled and agreed, and let people arrange the carriage and the rough mother-in-law who accompanied him.

Jiang Yan thanked Dou Zhao shyly, and said timidly: "Can you invite the twelfth sister to go with you?" ”

"With her. That couldn't be better. Dou Zhaoyuan was going to accompany her by herself, since she had her own sisters. Dou Zhao was happy to let go, so he encouraged her to write a post inviting Jiang Lizhu.

Jiang Lizhu has been married into the Wu family for more than half a year, the husband and wife are in love, and life is smooth, but I don't know why there is no movement on her body, although her mother-in-law comforted her that this kind of thing can not be rushed, but her heart is still like a fire, and she is thinking about whether to go to Guanyin Bodhisattva to burn incense, and when she received Jiang Yan's invitation, she readily agreed.

Mrs. Wu also went from being a granddaughter-in-law to being a mother-in-law, and she understood Jiang Lizhu's mood very well, so she personally ordered someone to prepare incense and sent Jiang Lizhu to the carriage.

Song Mo also hoped that Jiang Yan would walk around as a friend, knowing that she would go to Daxiangguo Temple to offer incense, and asked people to give her a hundred taels of silver to make incense money.

Jiang Yan resigned.

Song Mo's face immediately turned blue.

Dou Zhao hurriedly glanced at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan realized that he had done something wrong, and hurriedly collected the money to thank Song Mo, and retreated with a worried expression.

Song Mo couldn't help but press his temples.

Dou Zhao smiled and stretched out his palm in front of him, and said angrily: "Today, the shopkeeper of the Yinlou will send Sister Yan's wedding jewelry, and I want to make a pearl headband!" ”

Song Mo smiled, took advantage of the situation to sit Dou Zhao on his lap, bit her ear and said, "I am even yours, can I miss your pearl headband?" We don't play pearl headbands, I'll give you a hundred treasures, okay? ”

"Who usually wears a treasure jewel?" Dou Zhao talked nonsense to him, "You just don't want me to get my wish." ”

Song Mo's hand reached into her placket and teased: "You let me eat a bite, the pearl hoop is also beaten, and the Baibao Yingluo is also beaten......"

Dou Zhao was defeated and jumped up from his knees.

Song Mo laughed, very happy in his heart, and pulled her to prevent her from leaving.

The husband and wife were entangled there, and Wu Yi said across the cotton: "Lord Shizi, Geng Li is here." ”

Song Mo let go of Dou Zhao, kissed her cheek gently, and said softly, "I'll come when I go." ”

Dou Zhao obediently helped him straighten his clothes, sent him out of the inner room, and stood at the door until Song Mo's figure left the main courtyard, and then turned back to the inner room.

Although Song Mo was silent, she still felt that his body was slightly stiff when he heard the name "Geng Li" just now.

She recruited Liu Zhang, the little servant Du Wei left in the mansion, and asked him if he knew about Geng Li.

The more you know, the more you understand Dou Zhao's position in Song Mo's heart, the more jealous you will be of Dou Zhao.

Liu Zhang's teeth chattered when he answered, and said, "The little one knows that he is the first staff member under the command of King Liao. ”

Dou Zhao was stunned, sent Liu Zhang to retreat, and sat on the big kang by the window with some restlessness waiting for Song Mo to come back.

After being the commander of the capital, the hand of the King of Liao finally reached out to Song Mo.

Could it be that God has his own arrangements in the dark?

The king of Liao ascended to the throne. Is it also providential?

Dou Zhao thought secretly, and the tea in his hand dripped on the horse-faced skirt without noticing.

The maids stepped forward to serve.

Song Mo folded back, his expression was quite calm, but there was a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but wonder.

Song Mo waited for Dou Zhao to change his clothes, and the servants in the house retreated, then smiled: "Guess what, what did Geng Li come to see me for?" ”

Dou Zhao guessed that his conversation with Geng Li should be quite pleasant, and quipped, "Could it be that he is here to give you a gift?" ”

"It's not enough, but it's not far off." Song Mo winked at her. "Geng Li came to see me on behalf of the King of Liao and wanted to marry A Yan as his wife."

Dou Zhao was shocked and lost his voice: "Officially canonized lady?" ”

Song Mo nodded and said, "If we agree to this family business, he will immediately submit a request." Even the above table was brought by Geng Li. ”

This matter was too big, Dou Zhao's heart was agitated, and he finally suppressed the word "no", and asked Song Mo worriedly: "What are your plans?" ”

Song Mo said: "Naturally, it's a tactful refusal!" As he spoke, his expression became a little cold, "Ah Yan has suffered enough. I have no intention of letting Ah Yan marry far away. ”

Dou Zhao couldn't help blushing at the moment he was shaken just now.

She said: "What about the marriage between Chen Jia and Sister Yan?" ”

Song Mo frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "Cheap kid."

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Wu Yi ran in in a panic: "Lord Shizi." Madam, no, Miss Biao was kidnapped on the way to Daxiangguo Temple! ”

Song Moteng stood up underground and said sharply, "What did you say?" What about Zhu Yicheng? ”

Dou Zhao also stood up in a panic.

Today and the past are Zhu Yicheng.

Daishokokuji Temple is one of the most prosperous Zen temples in Kyoto. There are so many pilgrims every day, who dares to take people captive in Gyeonggi?

She looked at Song Mo.

Song Mo had already strode out, and as he walked, he solemnly instructed Wu Yi: "Call Xia Lian immediately!" Prepare a horse for me! ”

Wuyi should be "yes". Ran out in a hurry.

Dou Zhao shouted "Yantang" and said, "Let Duan Gongyi go with you!" ”

Song Mo nodded. Hurried out of the main courtyard.

Dou Zhao was a little uneasy and followed.

I just saw Song Mo jumping on horseback, pulling the reins and yelling at Wuyi: "Bring me my bow." ”

And Xia Lian, Duan Gongyi and others have already dressed up and waited for hair.

Dou Zhao was terrified.

In the last life, Song Mo shot the prince with an arrow.

She couldn't help but run forward, grabbed Song Mo's robe, and said anxiously: "Sister Yan is a girl, you can't make everyone know." ”

Song Mo's eyebrows lingered, and he pondered for a moment and nodded.

Dou Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yi carried Song Mo's bow.

There was a hurried sound of horses' hooves outside the door.

All eyes followed the prestige.

I saw Chen Jia running in from outside the gate with a pale face.

Seeing the scene in the courtyard, he was slightly stunned, and his expression quickly became excited.

He clenched his fists at Song Mo and said, "My lord, I'll go with you!" ”

Song Mo rode on the horse, looking at Chen Jia condescendingly like ice, speechless for a long time.

Chen Jia was stunned.

Song Mo said coldly: "Just now the King of Liao sent someone to ask to marry Ah Yan as his wife, but I politely refused on the front foot, and Ah Yan was taken captive on the back foot, do you still go with me?" ”

The rosy on Chen Jia's face faded completely, and his complexion was a little paler than just now.

He slowly knelt in front of Song Mo, solemnly gave Song Mo three heads, and said in a condensed voice: "My lord, you can take me with you!" ”

Song Mo hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and rode out of the house.

Xia Lian and the others followed in an uproar.

Leaving Dou Zhao, who was surrounded by maids, and Chen Jia, who was kneeling alone in the middle of the courtyard.

Dou Zhao's eyes were wet, and he whispered to Chen Jia: "The knife and gun have no eyes, you be careful." ”

Chen Jia shook his fist at Dou Zhao and ran out of the British Mansion at a gallop.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but look up at the sky, let out a long breath, and a relieved smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

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ps: Typos or something, I'll change it later......