Tang Muchen and Su Xiaojin were tired of affection for a while, and then got up early to have breakfast. Seeing Su Xiaojin smiling with her eyebrows, Gu Yu relieved herself and went into the house to serve her to freshen up.

Zhu Ling stood alone in the courtyard, looking at the sky above him, not knowing why he was sullen. Seeing the ancient rumor that came out of the lady's room with a copper basin, he subconsciously wanted to come over, but as if he remembered something, he finally retracted his steps, stood hesitantly in place, lowered his head and pretended not to see.

Gu Yu saw all these small movements of him in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. But when she thought that he had misunderstood Mrs. and said those impolite words without words, she was angry, she had been following Mrs. for so long, he still didn't believe her, could she not be cold.

Zhu Ling didn't speak, just followed her. She went to pour out the washing water, and he followed. She went to the small kitchen to urge Madame's bird's nest, and he followed him to the small kitchen. In short, where the old ballad goes, he goes.

"What are you doing with me?" Gu Yu asked him with a cold face.

Since this morning, he has followed him step by step, like a little tail, and he can't shake it off.

"I, I have something to tell you." Zhu Ling blushed and muttered quietly.

"Don't, I don't dare to listen, don't be a nasty word, listening to it dirty ears, even more chilling." The old rumor replied to him unceremoniously.

As soon as she said this, Zhu Ling's face turned even redder, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground immediately.

Gu Yu saw him like this, and his heart softened a little. She hadn't experienced that at the time, so she couldn't understand Bamboo Spirit. But even so, he shouldn't be separated from himself. They have been friends for so many years, is he so indifferent to himself?

Now, he lowered his eyebrows so much, she was not angry, she was not angry, she was not angry, she just stood in place, waiting for him to speak, giving herself a chance to defend herself.

"Old rumor, I know it's wrong." For a long time, Zhu Ling said this sentence slowly, and he only felt that his face was burning like fire, and even his neck was burning.

Gu Yu snorted coldly and turned his face to look at him. "Tell me what you did wrong?"

Zhu Ling was asked by her, and her face suddenly turned red and white for a while, and she couldn't even speak.

Gu Yu saw that he was cramped and uneasy, and he didn't want to tease him anymore, so he took his finger and tapped his head coquettishly.

"I'll spare you this time, if there is a next time, I will ignore you for the rest of my life."

When Zhu Ling heard this, he immediately raised his head with a smile, and ran away with a smoke, leaving the ancient rumor stomach standing in the wind.

"How about I give my lady a thrush today?" Tang Muchen sat on the chair, watched Su Xiaojin turn into Emei with his hands, and coldly made this request.

Su Xiaojin smiled and agreed, anyway, he has nothing to do today, so it is better to let him show his skills. Looking at his eagerness to try, it was obvious that he had been looking forward to this for a long time.

Tang Muchen immediately got up from the stool and walked quickly to his wife. He picked up his pale cyan eyebrows and looked at his wife's face seriously. He remembered a poem, clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving. It's probably a woman like a wife.

"What do you see, you're stupid." Su Xiaojin stretched out his slender jade hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Tang Muchen realized that he was distracted, and he smiled a little embarrassed.

"If you want to compare your wife to Xizi, it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup." He casually uttered a line of poetry, then looked at his wife with a smile on his face and continued.

"I'm just obsessed with Madame's beauty."

Su Xiaojin covered his mouth and smiled, this guy amused himself early in the morning. Fang just shouted to help himself with the thrush, and now he has started to chant poetry again, and he is really good at flirting with girls.

At this time, Zhu Ling walked over from outside, looking nervous, as if he had something important to report.

Seeing Tang Muchen holding the eyebrow powder in his hand, he was a little hesitant with his wife.

Su Xiaojin saw him outside the door from the bronze mirror, turned his head and beckoned him in.

Tang Muchen calmly put down his eyebrows and asked him what was going on with his eyes.

"At the end of the day, Your Majesty received an urgent military letter of 800 miles, asking you to go to the palace to discuss the military, and your father-in-law is waiting for your highness."

After listening to Zhu Ling's words, Tang Muchen's face suddenly darkened, he frowned and did not speak. Recently, the border has not been very peaceful, and the people of southern Xinjiang have repeatedly violated our border, and now I am afraid that war is about to start.

Su Xiaojin was nervous, got up directly from the stool, and looked at her husband worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll go and go back." Tang Muchen saw her worry, patted her on the shoulder, and hurriedly left with the bamboo spirit.

Su Xiaojin still wanted to say a few words, but it was too late, she carried the corner of her skirt, leaned on the door frame and watched him walk like a fly, and finally disappeared from her sight.

"Ma'am, is this going to war?" Gu Yu put down the soup in his hand and asked worriedly.

Su Xiaojin didn't speak, just nodded heavily. She had a premonition that it wouldn't be so simple this time.

Gu Yu looked at the steaming soup on the table, a little lost. Fang just wanted to make delicious pumpkin pie for Zhu Ling, but he left without looking back.

"Madam, Master Hou is far away, I'll help you go back and sit." When she saw that her wife was still looking, she felt a little sad.

Su Xiaojin nodded and told her that she was not hungry yet, and it was not too late to eat later. She took Gu Yu's hand and told her to inform Su Xiaoqian now, this was his best chance.

The ancient rumor nodded as if he didn't understand it, and hurriedly went out.

"Mother, look." In the attic on the second floor, Tang Fan pointed to the figure of the ancient song to show his mother Meng.

"In the end, my son is smart enough to come up with such a good method." Meng Shi looked at Su Xiaojin's courtyard with a smug smile on his face.

"Now I have time, I'll see who can protect that little slut." She smirked, revealing a ferocity.

Tang Fan smiled and said nothing, he knew his mother's temper best, she had never been satisfied with her status in the Tang Mansion, and she wanted to monopolize power. It's just that the girl who doesn't know whether to live or die has repeatedly contradicted her, and she was pregnant with Tang Muchen's seed so quickly, will she make her feel better?

Therefore, when he saw the urgent documents at the border in his father's study, he immediately notified Concubine Xiang and asked her to recommend Tang Muchen in front of the emperor. Originally, the emperor was worried that his wife was about to give birth and it was not appropriate to lead troops to fight, but he couldn't help Concubine Xiang's words, so he ordered him to enter the palace to face the saint.

Here, Concubine Xiang was drinking tea calmly, with an imperceptible smile on her face.

I just heard from the little maid that Tang Muchen entered the palace, and she knew that the plan was successful.

"What about the second prince, why haven't you asked the palace to say goodbye until now? It's really getting more and more ignorant. When she asked the maid the hour, she paced around the room with some impatience.