It would be naïve for others to think that they would be able to return to Beijing unharmed if they left Gu Houye.

Xuanping Hou blocked the road and unloaded their wheels one by one.

There is no village in front of it, there is no store in the back, and the end is called every day, not the earth!

Of course, there are also a few people who have not offended Xiao Liulang, and they have also been dismantled by Xuanping Hou.

It's helping them, not harming them.

Xuanping Hou will not make it difficult for them in the future, but if Xuanping Hou lets them go, people who don't like Xiao Liulang may make it difficult for them.

So, just dismantle it together!

Xiao Liulang didn't know anything about Xuanping Hou's bullying behavior in the middle of the road, he didn't sleep well last night, his head hurt a little when he got up this morning, and he fell asleep not long after getting into the carriage.

I slept so deeply this night that I woke up and arrived in the capital.

He opened and lay in a room full of familiarity.

He sat up all of a sudden, looked at the merman gauze curtain on the bed, and then looked at the six screens of Jiangnan Yanyu on the opposite side of the bed, and he even looked back at the pillow that had just been pillowed.

It's all about memories, and even the fruity and floral scents in the house are the same as in memories.

This is the Princess's Mansion.

Princess Xinyang and Mrs. Xiao did not have a good relationship, Mrs. Xiao didn't like Princess Xinyang's flesh and blood, and was very cold to Xiao Heng, so Princess Xinyang simply took her to live in the princess's mansion.

Although it is connected to the Hou Mansion, Xiao Heng basically does not go to Mrs. Xiao's side.

Xiao Liulang lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Little Hou Ye, you're awake!" A maid walked into the house with a stack of clothes.

He remembered this maid, called the waiter.

It's just that she is much more mature than four years ago, and she is a little unaccustomed to it at first glance, but at second glance she will accept her current appearance.

Her expression and smile were as natural as if he had never left in the past four years.

"Sister Painting! Sister Painting! ”

Another little maid stumbled in, it was a magpie, the son of the house, who was only eight years old four years ago, and now twelve.

When she saw Xiao Liulang, she saluted with a smile: "Little Hou Ye! You're awake! Master Hou is waiting for you to eat! ”

If Xiao Liulang hadn't experienced life and death, he was afraid that he would really be in a trance by the scene in front of him.

He looked at the two of them lightly and said, "I'm not the little marquis, you have recognized the wrong person, where are my clothes?" ”

A trace of panic quickly flashed under the eyes of the two maids.

Sure enough, it's not that they're dreaming, it's them acting.

Xiao Liulang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything was so familiar, and for a moment, he almost really thought that the four years of exile were a dream, and that the terrible fire was just a nightmare.

If those are dreams, then the countryside and Bishui Hutong are also dreams.

He sat down slowly in his chair, and he had palpitations in his heart.

The magpie hurriedly stepped forward to pour him tea.

"I'll do it myself." He refused.

The magpie hesitantly stepped aside and glanced apprehensively at the painting.

The waiter shook his head at her, motioning for her not to talk too much.

"My clothes." Xiao Liulang said again.

"Yes." The waiter came to the closet, opened the cabinet door, and found Xiao Liulang's luggage.

She secretly glanced at Xiao Liulang several times, although she looked alike, her temperament was too far behind.

The little marquis never has a straight face with them, they all talk and laugh, and he is a little master who makes people's hearts warm.

And the little master's leg is not lame.

"Stand down, all of you."

Xuanping Hou, who had been listening outside the door for a long time, saw that the plan did not work, so he had no choice but to show up.

The two maidens retreated with relief.

There is no need to go to the Hanlin Academy to be on duty today, he found a set of regular clothes to change into, and then said to Xuanping Hou: "You don't have to test me anymore, I am not Xiao Heng." ”

Xuanping Hou said: "It's not a temptation......"

Xiao Liulang interrupted him: "Don't think that as long as I am still Xiao Heng, you can make up for the debt in your heart." If you test me a hundred or a thousand times, I will still be Xiao Liulang, the illegitimate son of Chen Yunniang, not the sister-in-law of your Xuanping Hou. ”

Xuan Pinghou's eyes sank: "Then tell me, is there really someone who looks exactly the same in the world?" ”

"Is it really exactly the same?" Xiao Liulang asked rhetorically.

Xuan Pinghou's gaze fell on his right eye.

There used to be a tear mole here, but now it's gone.

Xiao Liulang said: "Of course, if you just want to use me as a stand-in for the little marquis, then it's up to you." ”

There is no one to replace Xiao Heng!

He doesn't need Xiao Heng's stand-in!

All he wants is Xiao Heng! His son Xiao Heng!

These words really pierced Xuanping Hou's heart and was bleeding, or how could he say that he was his own, knowing those words could poke him the most.

Xiao Liulang didn't say anything more, and picked up his luggage: "Where is my medicine?" ”

"In the yard." Xuan Pinghou said.

Xiao Liulang walked out without looking back.

Xuanping Hou looked at his back so resolute and stubborn, and suddenly stopped him: "Don't you want to see your mother?" ”

Xiao Liulang's steps paused.

His hand holding the luggage clenched slowly.

I want to see her...... Does she want to see me?

Xiao Liulang no longer left without the slightest hesitation.

"Sizzle! Little cub! ”

Xuanping Hou has a toothache!

Steward Liu walked over from the other end of the corridor, entered the room and asked, "Master Hou, hasn't he recognized his identity yet?" ”

Xuan Pinghou's fist slammed on the table, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Little stubborn donkey!" ”

"Is it really the little marquis? Could it be mistaken? Steward Liu asked uneasily, paused, and muttered, "It's not really important if it's wrong, it's just that the left is all your ...... of Master Hou."

Xuan Pinghou glared at him.

Steward Liu smiled: "I'm joking, joking......"

Since ancient times, there is a difference, let alone an illegitimate child? How can an illegitimate child be allowed to confuse the bloodline of the Hou Mansion?

Xuanping Hou touched his chin thoughtfully: "Could it be that only his mother can cure him?" ”

"Chen Yunniang is dead." Steward Liu kindly reminded.

Xuan Pinghou gave him a death gaze: "You don't want your monthly money this month?" ”

Steward Liu was full of excitement and said, "Ah, Master Hou, you are talking about Her Royal Highness the Princess." But in case Her Royal Highness the princess can't do anything about him......"

Xuanping Hou looked at the back that disappeared at the end of the courtyard, and said with far-reaching eyes: "Then I believe that he is really not Xiao Heng." ”

Xiao Liulang took the carriage of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion back to Bishui Hutong, and it was dark when he got home.

The family didn't know that he was coming back today, so they went to do their own business, and only Yao took a walk in the yard to eat.

"Mother." He stepped forward to say hello.

Yao said in surprise: "Liulang is back? Haven't eaten yet, have you? Jade Buds! ”

"Huh!" Yu Ya'er put down the work in her hand and walked over, "Huh? Uncle! ”

Yao instructed, "Go and make something to eat for your uncle." ”

"Good!" Yu Ya'er should go down to the stove house.

This time I went to the countryside for disaster relief, and I didn't bring back any gifts, except for a basket of medicinal herbs, only some dried fish dried by the villagers themselves.

Xiao Liulang took out the dried fish.

"What is this?" A packet of odd-smelling powder fell out from under the dried fish.

"It is a kind of powder of dried flower grinding, which was given by a lady, and it is said that it can be used as rouge."

It was the eldest lady of Uncle Zhang's family, who learned that he was married, so she took this bag of dried pollen to him.

This is naturally not as good as the rouge in the rouge shop, but in the end, it was a little bit of the villager's heart, so he accepted it.

Yao said: "Jiaojiao doesn't need it now. ”

Yao's meaning is that Gu Jiao has Shougong Sand on her face, she doesn't like to dress up, and when Shougong Sand is gone in the future, maybe she will love beauty herself.

Xiao Liulang was mistaken, thinking that Yao was talking about Gu Jiao's ugliness, he said: "She looks good without need." ”

Yao was stunned.

Is the son-in-law praising his daughter for her good looks?

Although she also thinks her daughter is good-looking, she is a delicate mother after all, and her mother naturally looks good at her daughter.

Xiao Liulang's serious look made Yao laugh.

The two have been married for so long, and although they have been living separately, they have never said that they have never had a round house.

The husband and wife of the big family all live in separate houses, and many of the scholars' families will live in separate rooms in order not to affect the men's study, so if it is not for this "birthmark", the relationship between the two will not be suspicious at all.

Yao originally planned to continue to pretend that he didn't know, but now that he talked about it, Yao felt that maybe it was okay to tell his son-in-law.

At least, the son-in-law refuted him so seriously, which shows that he does not dislike his daughter's appearance in his heart.

He treats Jiaojiao with sincerity, what is not worthy of a truth?

"Actually, ......" Yao cleared his throat, held back the embarrassment in his heart, and said, "It's not a birthmark on Jiaojiao's face...... It's Shoumiya sand. ”

Boom!

A figure has been planted from the courtyard wall!

Boom!

A man stumbled on the threshold and staggered to the door.

The former is Gu Chengfeng, and the latter is Gu Changqing.

And that's not all.

There was a click at the door, followed by a click...... It was the copper candied fruit box in the hands of the Empress Dowager Zhuang who missed and fell to the ground.

The old sacrificial wine pestled at the newly opened small door of the two mansions did not enter or retreat - he was here to send Zhuang Jinse some brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, why did he hear such a thing?