The two grandmothers miscalculated Dong Yunhuang's behavior, he was the regent, but he didn't control Dong Qiuxu, the position of the king was originally given to his nephew, so generally what Dong Qiuxu said, he would listen to it as an uncle, and he would also help him.

After Dong Qiuxu was let go, he rushed directly to Du Shaoran's side, picked her up, and said seriously before leaving: "Uncle Huang, my nephew has been looking for her for more than ten years, don't make trouble!" Then, the soles of his feet ran away like oil, for fear that Dong Yunhuang would leave her behind again and say what his concubine was.

It was already an hour after Du Shaoran woke up again, because she was ordered to sleep, Dong Qiu continued to want to take her to the palace, so he didn't help her untie it, so he naturally slept for an hour.

Du Shaoran got up violently as if in a nightmare, and found that it was a strange room, with a very spacious soft couch, desk, and incense burner burning Long Yanxiang, everything, and of course, Dong Qiuxu sleeping next to her like a dead pig.

"Don't wake up yet!" Du Shaoran's forehead burst with green tendons, and a big popping corn was thrown on his head, and she couldn't understand why Dong Qiuxu took her to bed to sleep every time she fainted.

Dong Qiuxu hugged his head and wailed, sat up, and happened to face Du Shaoran's face full of anger, and his handsome face with pain changed instantly: "Lady, you are awake!" ”

"Where is this?" Du Shaoran looked at him, looked around again, and found some small ornaments in the room, which looked like priceless good things. Thinking about the first time she was rescued from the prison by him, and she woke up on the way to escape, she was actually very curious, what the hell was this place.

"Home." Dong Qiu said one word coldly.

can suffocate Du Shaoran.

"Lady, are you hungry?" Dong Qiu continued to sit on the couch and tilted his head to chirp her.

"Who the hell are you?" Du Shaoran's smooth eyebrows were twisted together in an instant.

Dong Qiu continued to see her fierce face, and at the same time saw vigilance in her eyes, the smile gradually converged, and then caught off guard, and took her into his arms, his hug was very deep, as if he wanted to inlay her in his arms, without a trace of letting go.

Du Shaoran only felt that he was going to be strangled to death, and wanted to break free of his restraints, but his arms tightened even tighter.

"Du Shaoran, I've been looking for you for fifteen years, and you can't leave me again." Dong Qiuxu whispered in her ear.

Du Shaoran was stunned, fifteen years? What do you mean? Did they know each other fifteen years ago? More than a decade ago, she only remembers living a life of displacement with her brother.

"You name it!" Du Shaoran struggled, and Dong Qiuxu still didn't let go.

"When Uncle Huang picked up a little beggar on the side of the road, he said that he wanted to keep it as a concubine, I released you, and then took you to buy steamed buns, I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful, I took the buns and bit me hard and ran away, so I looked for you for fifteen years, knowing that you were a general in Zhongnan, I went to be the prime minister."

Dong Qiuxu's voice was very low and gentle, he was obviously narrating a very simple story, but the handsome face that nested in Du Shao's strength hidden complex affection, especially the intoxicating eyes, which were moist.

"So, you've been looking for me for fifteen years because of a few buns? If you know my news, you will go to the Central and South China to find my fault? Du Shaoran opened his mouth in disbelief, interrupting Dong Qiuxu's atmosphere of reminiscing about the past.

"......" Dong Qiu continued to hear this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and suddenly it weathered on Du Shaoran's shoulder.

Du Shaoran had a more speechless expression on his face, and complained in disbelief: "You are too stingy, how can you say that you are also a relative of the emperor and the country, and you have a lot of money, and you do this kind of thing to frame Zhongliang for a few buns!" ”

Dong Qiu's face darkened, widened the distance between the two, and pinched her shoulders with both hands: "Are you Zhongliang?" You assassinated the king in front of the civil and military officials, and said that I framed you? Dong Qiu continued to be angry with her, pinched her shoulders and hands, and involuntarily aggravated.

"That's because my brother is in the hands of Xiahou Lie, so he has no choice but to do so." Du Shaoran was a little ashamed of him, either scratching his head or touching his face.

Dong Qiuxu really convinced her, fortunately he had good self-mediation ability, otherwise he would really vomit blood and die.