Xiu Zhu's big eyes looked at Lu Kun and did not hide his surprise at all, "Even if the Hou Ye has no military power, it will still be the Marquis of Ningyuan, and the plaque on the mansion is still written on the Marquis of Ningyuan's Mansion." Your uncles are either in front of petty officials who are not in the stream, or they don't produce at all, and they don't attach themselves to all of them, so how can they be so frivolous? ”

"They ......" Lu Kun snorted coldly, looking unwilling to say more. Xiuzhu didn't ask any more.

Although the two of them now have the name of a husband and wife, how strong can they be compared to strangers who have met a few times? The most taboo thing about this person is to talk deeply.

The carriage fell silent again, and finally disappeared into the endless darkness.

……

……

One day in early September, it was auspicious.

This day is the day when the one hundred and eight beauties selected by the new emperor enter the palace.

Early in the morning, I saw that on the royal street, the palace eunuchs were like little bees, busy going in and out. Just after the hour, I saw a number of emerald top cars galloping out, looking at it from a distance, like a long snake winding endlessly. It's just that the long motorcade, although there are many people driving, but there is not the slightest human voice, only a soft sound from far and near, as if it rings in the hearts of everyone who passes by.

Soon the vehicles scattered in all directions in the royal street, rushing to all parts of the capital, and finally seemed to sink to the bottom of the water, and there was no wave at all.

Time passed, at the beginning of the Shen period, those emerald top carriages reappeared on the royal street, the sound of the horse bell "jingling", and when it went out, it seemed to be different, occasionally the breeze blew, overturned the sedan curtain, revealing the woman's black bun inside, the tender side face, and so on to blow elsewhere, even brought out a faint fragrance.

Miss Ruxuan from Cheng'an Bo Mansion sat in one of the more than 100 cars. Her girl, Cuiwi, sat with her, and the two of them secretly looked out of the car window, and could only see the emerald top carriage with eyes like them.

Today she is married, and she is retired to the most noble person in the world, but she is not a wife, but a concubine. Just as she laughed at Li Miaoxian at the beginning, there was no personal welcome, no worship, and I didn't even know when the cave room was. How unwilling she was in her heart, no one knew. Even the big girl who has been with her for many years doesn't know.

Therefore, on Zhuangzi, when she saw the two people singing together, her jealousy had spread to the point of being hopeless, otherwise, with the teachings of Cheng Anbofu, even if she was a cousin, without the presence of elders, it would be impossible to even meet. Why, the same woman, she wants to marry an old man as a concubine, fight with others to break the blood, and she can get the blue eyes of her cousin, who is known as the first son of the capital?

didn't do it willingly, so he planned one conspiracy after another, but the plan had just begun, and he ran away with people? This made her originally fiery heart be poured a large basin of cold water in vain, and the taste was ......

……

……

Ning Yuanhou's carriage went out of the city and stopped after traveling about twenty or thirty miles, and the group stopped outside the gate of a post station next to the official road.

Lu Kun got out of the car first, then stood next to the wheel and stared at the car door with his eyes, and when someone inside moved, Lu Kun had already flown forward, snatched the person into his arms, and gently hugged him.

It seemed that he was afraid that someone else would snatch out his hard-won daughter-in-law.

Xiu Zhu didn't know what was wrong with Lu Kun, glared at him fiercely, and was about to struggle down: The road was still very cold, but when he arrived at the post station, he changed his temperament?

It's just that Xiuzhu's mental activities haven't been completed yet, and he met a man who was tall and mighty, and between his eyebrows and eyes, he was a little similar to Lu Kun.

When this man saw Lu Kun, he smiled at first, but when he saw that there was a delicate and touching person in Lu Kun's arms, his face instantly turned cold. Behind him, a white-clothed scribe and several black-faced men were also petrified there.

Lu Kun also quickly saw the person coming, his face changed color in a hurry, and he put Xiuzhu on the ground with a shake of his arm, and then stammered, "Father...... Father? ”

Xiuzhu also reacted, ignoring the pain of the soles of his feet, he quickly stood up straight, and then quickly swept around himself, tidied up the clothes that were a little wrinkled because of the hug, and then lowered his head in shame.

In the darkness, countless eyes shot in, staring at the tense atmosphere between Lu Kun's father and son, secretly happy, and after Ning Yuanhou snorted coldly and ordered the rebel son to return to the house, countless black shadows shot towards the capital.

Inside the inn

Ning Yuan Hou Ping retreated left and right, and only the father and son of the Lu family were left in the house, and there were three people who cultivated bamboo. The atmosphere in the air still seemed to be stagnant.

In Xiuzhu's ears, Ning Yuanhou's words of scolding Lu Kun were already "buzzing" in her ears. Now there is another item in Xiuzhu's understanding: The relationship between Ning Yuanhou's father and son is not good, very bad!

Why is it bad?

First of all, Ning Yuan Hou Rong has been a horse for half his life, and his favorite is the kind of Jin Ge Iron Horse, which swallows thousands of miles like a tiger; But Lu Kun was born and grew up in the capital, and he was usually surrounded by hairpin skirts and pink belts, and the old lady Ning Yuanhou wanted to spoil this child unintentionally. So to bring such a son to those soldiers who have been killing on the battlefield for many years, shouldn't he be too immature?

Secondly, the two fathers and sons have not seen each other for a few years, their temperament and temperament have changed, and their hearts are inevitably estranged.

Third, it is inseparable from the old lady in the house and the rest of the uncles and aunts who have been saying bad things for decades.

Xiu Zhu raised his eyes to look at the father and son, and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't say it. She is still a living being who has been reviewed and has not passed, and she does not have the right to speak at all.

Time passed minute by minute, and time in the room seemed to stand still, with only two pairs of eyes looking at each other. The tea in the cup was drunk cup after cup, and I don't know how many cups I drank.

When Xiu Zhu only felt that he would fall asleep even if he was standing, Ning Yuanhou suddenly put down the teacup, his fingers touched the tea splashed on the table, and quickly wrote the word "good" on the table. After writing, regardless of whether Lu Kun saw it or not, or whether he saw it clearly, he raised his hand and quickly moved it on the table, covering it with his sleeve.

Lu Kun was sitting there smiling stupidly, Xiuzhu raised his eyes quickly, as if he had caught something, but the feeling was less pity, and he couldn't guess anything at all. Still struggling with the latest chapter you can't find? Amway One or search for Hot/Degree/Net/Article "Remember to remove "/"Otherwise you won't be able to search", here is a young lady to help you find books and accompany you to chat!