When Li Minglou hugged Wu Ya'er, the people on the roof on the ground were stunned, and they didn't move.

Wu Ya'er was shocked, but did not stop blowing bamboo leaves.

She was sad.

This feeling was familiar to him, he sat in the wilderness in the middle of the night, he was the only one in the world, and when he was drowning in sorrow, he actually wanted to find someone to hug.

He didn't know anything about her, but because he didn't know anything, he knew that she had unspeakable sadness.

Wu Ya'er let her hold it, blowing the bamboo leaves into a loud chant.

Jiang Mingjiang grabbed Yuanji and reminded: "It was the young lady who did it first." ”

What the young lady wants to do, is he going to stop it?

Yuan Ji crushed a tile before nailing himself to the eaves: "If he dares to do it, break his hand." ”

Fortunately, Wu Ya'er didn't move, like a wooden stake poking on the ground, quietly and steadily pinching the bamboo leaves with both hands.

Jiang Ming wanted to laugh and was a little puzzled: "Miss, what's the matter, you want to hug him?" ”

At this point, Yuan Ji guessed the reason, and told Jiang Ming the undetected Wu Ya'er's life experience.

"Miss is a kind person." Yuan Ji stared at Wu Ya'er and whispered, "Pity him." ”

Jiang Ming sighed twice after hearing this: "That's really pitiful, it's too miserable." ”

The two looked at the two who were snuggling underneath.....

But it's enough to hug and appease again, do you have to hug all night?

When Yuan Ji couldn't help but jump down to interrupt, Wu Ya'er finished blowing a song, and Li Minglou also let go of his hand.

Perhaps he also felt that his movements were too abrupt, Li Minglou patted Wu Ya'er on the shoulder and praised: "It's a good blow." ”

Wu Ya'er smiled, looked at the girl who lowered her head to look at him, and asked, "Then do you want to play another song?" ”

Li Minglou turned his head to look at him and smiled: "No need, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." ”

Wu Ya'er pinched the bamboo leaves and nodded and said okay: "Have a good rest." ”

Li Minglou said: "You too, rest early." ”

She turned around to leave, but Wu Ya'er called her again, and reached forward to hold the bamboo leaf: "Give it to you." ”

What, what does she want to do with this, Li Minglou smiled, picked up the bamboo leaf from his palm and turned around and walked up the steps towards the palace, Wu Ya'er saw her in, and turned to leave.

The palace maids giggled and some carried lanterns to send the governor, and some entered the palace to serve Li Minglou to rest.

It wasn't until silence was restored in front of the hall that Yuan Ji and Jiang Ming let go of the crushed handful of tiles.

"Finally gone." Jiang Ming said, "Why did you hug it for so long, and it was quickly separated after hugging it before." ”

Yuanji, who let go of the tile, pinched his arm: "Before? What did it mean before? ”

......

......

"Before?"

Fang Er, who was asleep, was called to sit on the eaves and still hadn't come back to his senses.

"Miss and Nawu Ya'er hugged twice before."

Twice a lot! Yuanji's face sank, why didn't he know?

"You're confused." Fang Er sobered up and smiled, "One time was a raid by wild boars in Huainan Province, and the Wudu Governor lifted the siege, and the other time was when the Wudu Governor was besieged by Ankang Mountain, Miss went to help, you weren't there, I wasn't there, the bag was there." ”

Jiang Ming said: "It turns out that it's not the first time. ”

No wonder it looks skilled.....

Yuan Jicai didn't care about this, and only asked, "Why hug?" Who did it first? ”

I really don't know who made the first move, the black light is blind, even if he calls the bag up for interrogation, he doesn't know, as for why he hugged it, this Fang Er can answer.

"When I heard that Miss was rescued, and Miss successfully repelled Ankang Mountain, Master Yuan, what did you think in your heart?" He asked.

Hearing this question, thinking of the mood at that time, Yuanji's heavy face softened: "Of course I'm excited and happy and..."

Before he finished his words, Fang Er leaned over and reached out to hug him......

There was a loud bang, and it seemed that the black shadow of the tiles fell to the ground, and a sword light immediately appeared in the night on the ground.....

"It's me." Fang Erdao rolled on the ground to avoid the sword light.

The sentinels heard his voice and quietly retreated.

Fang Er climbed onto the roof again, and saw Yuan Ji raise his feet again and hurriedly said, "What are you doing?" ”

Yuan Ji glared: "What are you doing?" ”

"Didn't you ask me why I was hugging? That's what the bag told me at the time. Fang Er said, "At that time, everyone was happy and excited, everyone was hugging..."

Yuan Ji frowned: "Then you just say no, what to hug." ”

Fang Er said: "Let you feel it." ”

Jiang Ming hugged his stomach and couldn't get up with a smile.

Well, in short, Miss hugged this Wu Ya'er, either because she was excited and happy or because she was pitiful and sympathetic, Yuan Ji threw up her sleeves and left.

Otherwise, Fang Er was also angry and shook his hand away.

Jiang Ming was on duty tonight, sitting on the eaves, looking at the night sky with a short beard and sighing, the starry sky tonight is really good.

Li Minglou couldn't see the starry sky, and there was no starlight in the room where she was, the darkness shrouded her sleeping peace, her black hair was neatly wrapped behind her, one arm was restlessly stretched out of the futon, and a thin green bamboo leaf next to the pillow was lying quietly, and she also fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, the martial crow in the hall turned over again on the pillow, why did he suddenly hug him? Oh, because of sadness.

He turned over again, the starlight shone through the window, and he could see the worry on his face, was it so sad? What is it? How can you relieve her worries?

He sighed and sat up.

He should have asked two more words at that time, and he shouldn't have just asked if there was anything, but she didn't answer, and she forgot about it.

This is polite and measured, but there is no need to be too polite and measured between them, after all, they have hugged so many times.....

I'll ask tomorrow!

Wu Ya'er fell on her back on the pillow.

"Raven." The woman's murmur sounded.

Wu Ya'er got up, but saw the woman on the bed next to her turn over and gently patted the swaddling clothes beside her.

"Good." She whispered, "Sleep." ”

It's a tossing and turning noise to the mother, Wu Ya'er smiled, gently lay back and covered the quilt, and closed her eyes as she listened to the woman's low song.

In the distance, there was the sound of crackling firecrackers in the night.

The seventh year of Chengyuan has passed, and the eighth year of Chengyuan has arrived.

The capital was filled with the joy of the New Year, but the six yamen outside the imperial city were quieter than ever.

Lord Wu, who had lost an arm, sat in front of the fire with a sad brow, not only because of the loss of an arm, but also because of the paperwork piled up in front of him.

How could he be in the mood to read paperwork.

On the other side, Lord Zheng looked at the paperwork, but the piled up of paperwork did not decrease, and he was absent-minded.

"Your Excellency." An official came in happily and said in a low voice, "Governor Wudu is here." ”

Lord Wu and Lord Zheng hurriedly put away their worries and got up, Wu Ya'er was already wearing a military uniform and hat and came in with his face lowered and covered his face, and a smile appeared on his face when he lifted his hat: "Two adults, have a good holiday." ”

The two adults were busy returning the salute, and Lord Zheng still looked at Wu Ya'er's expression, and asked tentatively: "The governor seems to be in a good mood?" ”

Wu Ya'er nodded and said solemnly: "It's all thanks to the blessings of the two adults." ”

It was in order to receive them that Mrs. Chu did not urge him to leave before the New Year, and he could spend the New Year here.

Lord Zheng and Lord Wu had other thoughts.

"Then Mrs. Chu ......," Lord Wu asked.

Before she finished asking, Wu Ya'er intercepted the topic and asked first, "When will Your Majesty come?" ”

Urging Your Majesty again! Lord Zheng and Lord Wu glanced at each other, Wu Ya'er had not left for so long, and he was happy that they had arrived, and he urged His Majesty to come......

Mrs. Chu is really going to die!