Xuanping Hou decided to go and see Xiao Liulang in person.

"Where does he live?" Xuan Pinghou asked Steward Liu.

"Bishui Hutong." Steward Liu said the specific addresses of Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao.

Xuan Pinghou took a carriage to Bishui Hutong.

It's Chang Jing's car.

Xiao Liulang was admitted to Huiyuan, and today's alley is particularly lively, and the entrance of the alley is blocked by carriages.

Xuanpinghou's carriage couldn't get in.

He sighed.

I never knew it was so difficult to meet an illegitimate child.

Xuanping Hou abandoned the car and walked, Chang Jing followed behind him, and the two old men entered the alley one after the other.

You don't need to show the way to guess which house belongs to the little bastard, the door is wide open, and people come and go from time to time.

Xuan Pinghou suddenly said to Chang Jing: "You find a place to squat, and don't come over for a while, no matter what happens." ”

Chang Jing: "Oh. ”

Xuanping Hou said that he went to Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao's house.

He originally intended that Chang Jing would find a place to wait quietly, but Chang Jing is a person with perfect execution. He found a little man, stuffed his hands into his sleeves, and a peasant came, squatting facing the wall.

When Xuanping Hou came to the front of the house, a group of guests had just left, and Xiao Liulang was about to close the courtyard door when a big hand pressed the door panel.

Xiao Liulang opened the courtyard door and took a look.

Xuan Pinghou: Very good, no expression at all.

Xiao Liulang is becoming more unfazed every day, he glanced at Xuanping Hou calmly, and said with a pity: "Something?" ”

With this indifferent attitude, if he was really Xiao Heng, Xuanping Hou's heart would be on fire.

Xuanping Hou took a deep breath and said, "Are you ......?"

"It's not." Xiao Liulang interrupted him unceremoniously.

Xuanping Hou tilted his head slightly, and looked at him with a frown: "What's wrong, isn't it?" I haven't finished asking yet! ”

Xiao Liulang's expression still did not change in the slightest: "It's not like I asked." ”

Xuan Pinghou blocked his chest in one breath.

Xiao Liulang took down the hand he was pressing on the door, and Xuanping Hou thought he was going to do something, but he saw him close the door.

Xuanpinghou: This kid!

Of course, Xuanping Hou grew up in the military camp, and his skills were not covered, so he flashed in with an arrow step.

Boom!

The door is closed, but Xuanping Hou is in the courtyard!

Xuan Pinghou raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

Xiao Liulang ignored his plans at all, turned around and planned to bypass him and walk into the house.

Xuan Pinghou had expected him to be like this, his eyes narrowed, he covered his chest and coughed violently.

He coughed and covered his mouth with the white handkerchief he had prepared, and when he removed it, it was a bloody red.

Well, it's coughing up blood.

He has an old injury, and the battle with Chen Guo a few years ago was originally a battle with an injury, and he won and won, but the old injury is even more serious.

Xiao Heng also understands this.

Xuanping Hou deliberately spread the veil very flat.

I'll show you, coughing up blood!

Who knew that Xiao Liulang didn't watch it at all.

Doesn't that work?

Xuanping Hou gritted his teeth and fell directly to the ground.

In terms of shamelessness, if the Marquis of Xuanping in the whole capital admits the second, no one dares to admit the first.

Xuanping Hou made up his mind to touch Xiao Liulang, he crossed in front of Xiao Liulang and blocked the road.

But he didn't expect this little conscienceless man to say nothing, raised his foot, and stepped over him—

Xuanping Hou: "......"

This is not the most terrifying, Xiao Liulang walked on the front foot, and the small clearance of the back foot ran over.

Xiao Jingkong looked at Xuanping Hou who fell to the ground: "Oops! Somebody fainted here! Hey? Isn't this the handsome uncle I saw last time at the post station? ”

Xiao Liulang: "Well, you treat him." ”

Xiao Qingkong: "Oh, but how to cure it?" ”

Xiao Liulang: "How Jiaojiao is treated, you can be treated." ”

Xiao Jingkong tilted his little head and thought for a moment, squatted down and pressed his chest with his little hands.

This is how Gu Jiao rescued patients.

He learned very similarly, and his movements were very standard, but the fly in the ointment was that his strength was too small, and he couldn't press it for a long time.

So he decided to put his foot on it.

He kicked off his shoes and jumped on Xuanping Hou's body!

Xuan Pinghou tensed.

it!

The little clearance stepped on his chest, trembling and trembling!

Xuanping Hou: "......"

Little cub, you're a little heavy......

Xiao Liulang calmly watched Xuanping Hou touch porcelain.

Xuanping Hou is here, and he has to continue to swallow it while raising his scalp.

"Oh no, it's useless!" Xiao Qingkong jumped to the ground, "I'm going to give you artificial respiration!" ”

Xuan Pinghou: What, what suck?

The small clearance opens the small mouth, takes a deep breath, and rises the small mouth.

"Let go of the Lord and let me come!" Next door, next door, next door, next door, Aunt Liu rushed over with her skirt!

Xuan Pinghou trembled!

He opened his eyes and sat up: "I'm fine!" ”

Aunt Liu's face darkened.

Xuanping Hou failed to touch porcelain and left depressed.

However, Xu was lucky, and he actually met the old sacrificial wine when he walked out of the alley.

The old sacrificial wine had just come out of Uncle Zhao's house, he didn't expect Xuanping Hou to appear here, and he caught a glimpse of a tall figure in the afterglow, and he didn't take it too seriously.

Until, Xuanping Hou shouted: "Huo sacrificial wine? ”

The familiar voice and salutation made the old priest's eyebrows jump, he paused, and looked at the other party in astonishment: "Xiao, Marquis Xiao?" ”

Although the official rank of the old sacrificial wine in the court was not as good as that of Xuanping Marquis, his qualifications were older than Xuanping Hou, and his age was also there, and he was Xiao Heng's teacher, so he was closer to Xuanping Hou than ordinary people, but he was not too close.

He is not from the camp of Xuanping Hou, to be exact, he has not defected to any camp.

He and Empress Dowager Zhuang parted ways, it was an old grudge, and it had nothing to do with the Marquis of Xuanping and the emperor.

So he didn't call Xuanping Hou unfamiliarly like Mrs. Zhuang, nor did he call Hou Ye directly like his cronies.

Xuanping Houhu wondered: "How can the old sacrificial wine appear here?" ”

"I ......"

The old sacrificial wine was about to say that I was passing by, and the old lady's voice came from Uncle Zhao's house: "Hurry up!" A few steps away, it's so hard to go home and get something! ”

The old priest chuckled in his heart.

Empress Dowager Zhuang is not a good stubble, neither is Marquis Xuanping, Marquis Xuanping has always wanted to get rid of Empress Dowager Zhuang, of course, there is an antagonistic relationship between the two families, and there is a very important reason.

Empress Dowager Zhuang once poisoned Xiao Heng.

When Xiao Heng was only five years old, he entered the palace to ask the emperor and queen for peace, but he was poisoned by the Empress Dowager Zhuang and almost died on the spot.

Whether there is a misunderstanding in this is unknown.

In short, since then, the Liangzi of Marquis Xuanping and Empress Dowager Zhuang has been married.

If he finds out that Empress Dowager Zhuang is here, he is afraid that Empress Dowager Zhuang will die immediately.

Empress Dowager Zhuang is definitely holding a shelf in the palace, always with a reserved and noble, elegant, cold and domineering tone, which is by no means the tone of this hanger.

Xuan Pinghou actually didn't hear it.

But it's intriguing.

Xuanping Hou narrowed his eyes: "Huo Xijiu actually lives here?" Do you live next door to Ah Heng's house? ”

The old sacrificial wine chuckled in his heart, but his face remained silent: "I am no longer the priest of the country." ”

Xuanpinghou sneered: "Old slippery head, don't divert the topic, do you live next door to Ah Heng?" ”

The old sacrificial wine said: "Why can't I understand what Marquis Xiao said?" ”

Xuan Pinghou didn't answer again, he patted the old sacrificial wine on the shoulder, looked like he was talking like this, and then turned to leave.

But he didn't take a few steps, then suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and chuckled: "I just mentioned Ah Heng, you are not sad at all." ”

The old sacrificial wine gasped, who said that Xuanping Hou would only fight and had no brains? This guy is cunning, don't don't want it!

Alas, it was all about distracting the demon queen of the country, not thinking about how not to let Xuanping Hou find him, how could he make such a mistake?

"Master Hou is not me, how do you know that I am not sad?" He felt that he could still remedy it!

"Really?" Xuanping Hou laughed plausibly, this time he really didn't answer again, "Chang Jing, let's go!" ”

"Oh." After squatting for half an hour, the scene where my legs were numb crossed my legs and limped out.

Xuanping Hou glanced at him with disgust: "What virtue?" The steps are too big and you hit the egg? ”

Chang Jing: "......"

Xuanping Hou's episode was only understood by Xiao Liulang and the old sacrificial wine, and the rest of the people were just guests who came to visit.

When Gu Jiao came back from grocery shopping, Xiao Jingkong told her that she had saved someone, and Gu Jiao was still a guest joking with him.

Xiao Jingkong's little hands were behind his back, and his eyes were looking at Gu Jiao with a bright look, praise me, praise me, praise me, praise me!

"Well, the headroom is awesome." Gu Jiao praised him.

Xiao Jingkong tilted his head to kill, and Meng Meng said: "Is it just a verbal reward, Jiaojiao?" ”

Gu Jiao gave him a small kiss.

The little clearance was so happy that it flew up, jumping and jumping, shaking its head, and it exploded!

Gu Jiao's heart was about to sprout, and she entered the stove house with a smile on the corner of her lips to prepare dinner.

Some guests who came to visit saw that the little clear space was so cute, and they were busy waving to the little clear space, and they also wanted to tease this little cute baby.

Unexpectedly, the small clearance ended the business in a second, collected the cuteness on his face, revealed a serious and old-fashioned little expression, put his little hand behind his back, took the steps of Uncle Zhao walking, and returned to his own small West House!

Everyone: "......"