Xia Muyao didn't expect to hear anything from them, the subordinates all acted on the orders of the master, she understood all this, it must be the second son of the family who ordered it.

The second son, who imprisoned her in this courtyard, if she refused to let her go, what should she do? It seems that how to get along with the second son in the future must be thought about and think.

So all afternoon, Xia Muyao was stunned in the corridor, thinking about how to live harmoniously with the second son. The brain of the straight thought was like paste, and she shook her head, Xia Muyao suddenly remembered Huerhe's wrench, she took out the wrench from her sleeve pocket and put it in the palm of her hand.

Xia Muyao approached the wrench and carefully studied the words inside, a Chinese character, an unknown symbol, the Chinese character is the word "He", Xia Muyao guessed that the symbol she didn't recognize at the other end should be the "He" of Beihu.

Hurkh. Xia Muyao read the name again in her heart, and the resentment in her heart surged up again, she probably couldn't forget that she was secretly kissed by him in her life, and it was too cheap to just slap him.

Xia Muyao gritted her teeth and looked at the wrench for a long time. Huerhe's sharp face was far and near, close and far in her mind, which made her annoyed.

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Huerhe has been in the barracks to rectify the appearance of the army this day, and he has succeeded in assisting Zhao Chang to raise troops to destroy Southern Xia, and he will lead his troops back to Beihu in the near future.

Of course, he wanted to take the little girl that night back to Beihu.

As soon as he thought of Xia Muyao, Huerhe's heart warmed, he thought that he didn't have a fetish for young girls, but he really saw her, so he couldn't let it go.

Today, Zhao Changgou's affairs are too busy, and the appointment with Huerhe has to be scheduled for dinner.

Huerhe entered the house at the appointed hour, thinking that he would be able to see the little girl in a while, Rao is his usual cold and calm heart, and he was a little excited at this moment.

Based on Huerhe's unusual identity, the reception of the Zhao family was also very grand, except for Zhao Changgou, the three sons of the concubine were also present.

Zhao Changgou invited Huerhe to take a seat, thinking about his little Jiujiu in his heart, when he left the house this morning, he had already sent a message to his concubine to let her dress up Zhao De, he had other expectations in his heart, maybe what Huerhe saw last night was really Zhao De? That would really be a good thing, if Huerhe became his son-in-law, then the diplomatic relations with Beihu would be much smoother and easier.

At the beginning of dinner, Zhao Changgou first raised his glass to Huerhe and politely said, "This time I started to fight in Southern Xia, but fortunately, General Hu helped me and saved the people from fire and water, which is really a great merit." ”

Huerhe smiled, he has always disdained such a false and unscrupulous entertainment, not to mention that everyone knows that the reason why Beihu will send troops is just because of interests, why should he come up with such a magnificent reason to save the people? But because the little girl he liked might be Zhao Changgou's daughter, Huerhe also endured this hypocritical politeness, picked up his wine glass and smiled, "I am also on the orders of King Beihu, and I dare not take credit." ”

Zhao Yuanting looked at Huerhe quietly on the side, he used to have admiration and friendship for the brave Huerhe, but since he learned that he actually belonged to Princess Heshuo, he couldn't help but have a subtle sense of comparison in his heart, he wanted to have greater rights than Huerhe and be proud of the others.

After three rounds of drinking, Huerhe said to Zhao Changgou: "Since General Zhao already knows the meaning of my coming today, I will ask General Zhao to invite the second lady out, let me confirm, although this move is a bit offensive, but I have to be cautious about lifelong matters." ”