The Delicate Lady Coroner

"When is Lord Hou's birthday?"

Bo Ruoyou raised Shenxiu's eyes and looked at Huo Weilou without blinking. With a somewhat confused sentiment in his eyes, he calmly asked, "What is your birthday?"

Bo Ruoyou withdrew from his arms, took out a sachet from his sleeve, and from the sachet took out a bright yellow symbol of cinnabar seal written in cinnabar, "This is what I asked for Master Hou at Xiangguo Temple a month ago. But I don’t know what Hou Ye’s birthday is, the inside is empty."

Huo Weilou listened enthusiastically, and pointed to the desk not far away, "Take a pen and paper."

Bo Ruoyou took a thin wolf hair and a piece of soft paper, turned back and laid it on the couch, and handed the pen to Huo Weilou, but Huo Weilou did not accept it. He only held her in his arms and held her hand. Pen down.

Lines of scribbles and dragons and snakes fell on the soft paper.

It was engraved at the beginning of the 21st month of the twelfth lunar month in the seventh year of Jianhe.

After finishing the last stroke, Bo Ruoyou read it silently in his mouth. He thought that Huo Weilou's birthday was also in the winter, and he was about to let go, but Huo Weilou still held her and asked in her ear, "Your birthday. Woolen cloth?"

Bo Ruo quietly said: "Jianhe thirteenth year of the first month of the first month of nine hai at two quarters."

When the words fell, Huo Weilou held her to write again, and the two columns were settled. Her two birthdays were side by side. Huo Weilou looked satisfied, and then let go, Bo Ruoyou looked at the two birthdays, and his ears were slightly hot. Huo Weilou put the pen down, waited for the ink to dry slightly, folded the soft note and put it in the safe talisman, "I will also go to Xiangguo Temple to offer incense in the future."

The safety symbol was properly put into the sachet, he took a closer look, then stuffed it in his arms, and then he held her to ask about the situation in March, Bo Ruoyou said the yamen case, and talked about the complicated and trivial things of the new house. Gradually, he lowered his jaw. He leaned heavily on her shoulder.

Bo Ruoyou saw the starry sky full of stars outside the window, and looked back at him again. Her cold eyebrows were dimly dyed by the oil lamp, which was a little extra gentle. She whispered, "Master Hou, it's late, right?"

Huo Weilou tightened his arms, rubbed his cheeks against the side of her neck, playing a rogue.

Bo Ruoyou cared about his injury, didn't dare to struggle, and whispered: "I'll be here sooner tomorrow..."

Huo Weilou's throat overflowed with a soft sigh, holding her cheeks and making her turn back to kiss her, the thin lips that lost blood pressure pressed down, sucking with her lips, and invading like a siege, undoubtedly grinding and disturbing her. The fragrance in the mouth is soft, the thin Ruoyou breathing is chaotic, the face is red and the ears are hot, and the hand strength that falls on the waist is so powerful that she wants to embed her in the heart cavity.

Itchy like wildfire, spreading from the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, thin Ruyou spine is limp, people seem to be floating on the waves, he controls all the ups and downs, she half-opened her misty wet eyes, only seeing desire floating on the bottom of Huo Wei's building. , The inside was scorching hot, to ignite her soul, Bo Ruo couldn't help trembling, and a shy and unfamiliar desire emerged from her bones...

At a certain moment, Huo Weilou suddenly separated from her.

With wet eyelashes, her eyes filled with squiggly waves, she looked at him suspiciously and innocently, as if he did not know why he stopped, Huo Weilou looked at her blushing cheeks and bright vermilion lips, her throat rolled a few times, with It took all his self-control to suppress the emotions in his heart. The tender body in his arms seemed to be boneless, and his palms seemed to have uncontrollable desires, and he couldn't help but wear and tear at her waist.

"faint-"

His voice was low and confusing, and he responded like a cat, leaning on his chest and panting, and he couldn't help but let a series of small kisses drop on her forehead.

When Bo Ruoyou was sent home, her cheeks were still hot. She glanced at the upper room and heard Aunt Liang say that Cheng Yunzhi had already rested, so she didn't go to ask for peace, and went back to her boudoir.

After bathing and lying down, Bo Ruoyou thought of the return of Huo Weilou, only feeling satisfied, and then thinking of all kinds of closeness tonight, could not help but lift Jin and be covered up, she finally had a good night's sleep this night.

Early the next morning, Bo Ruoyou woke up after breakfast, and went to see Huowei Tower with Cheng Yun.

The mansion that lives next door is simple and unpretentious, and because it is on the side of the street corner, it is very unobtrusive. The door opens and closes, and no one knows that the hallowed Wu Zhaohou actually rested here.

When the dressing was changed, Bo Ruoyou was still waiting outside, because there was no need for debridement, it was quick, so Cheng Yunzhi called her in after a short time, and then packed the medical box and said, "I want to go to Lin Mansion. You are here to watch."

Bo Ruoyou answered, and Cheng Yunzhi exhorted a few more words before leaving.

Huo Weilou looked at Bo Ruoyou, "What happened to the Lin family?"

"Aunt Lin is ill. She suffers from a heart disease. I didn't know it earlier. A few days ago, she had a dispute with the Bo family’s big house. She became very frightened and agitated. Some are not good. These days, Foster Father’s Day I have to visit the doctor every day."

Bo Ruoyou said in detail, and then said that the Bo family’s Dafang wants to get married earlier, Huo Weilou rubbed his fingers and thoughtfully, "Bo is convicted, and they want to put the marriage with the Lin family into reality earlier. Common sense."

Bo Ruoyou didn't care. Not long after, the attendant brought the soup and Huo Weilou drank it. His face was a little more **** than last night. Bo Ruoyou glanced outside the courtyard, "Duke Fu knows that Lord Hou is back."

"I know, but I have to hide my eyes and ears. The people in the house are now pretending that I haven't returned."

Father Fu is the most confidant of Huo Weilou. If he comes here, he must be eye-catching. Although Bo Ruoyou does not understand the court, he also feels that Huo Weilou is unusual." His Royal Highness Ling Er is in charge of the Direct Envoy, but is it true?"

Huo Weilou held her lips and asked her to sit on her side and speak, "Your Majesty valued me, but he also jealous of me, so that Si was not a climate in his early years. Over the past few years, the Manchu dynasty has been feared and feared in the north, south and east. These people are the eyes and ears of the emperor when your majesty believes me, and if your majesty does not believe me, these people are the minions of my Huowei Tower."

Suddenly he remembered the old things, and his voice became faint, "It was the same in the early years when he was in the army in the north. After five years, his majesty's suspicion has been committed again."

Bo Ruoyou's heartstrings collapsed when he heard it. At this time, Huo Weilou's conversation turned, "But now it is no better than before. I used to be young and my mother stayed alone in Beijing. Well…"

He chuckled and looked down at her, "Now I have something to ask, if I always give in, it makes people think I lose my temper."

Bo Ruoyou blinked, "I don't understand, Master Hou is silent now, is it going to advance by retreating..."

He couldn't help but hugged her on his knees, and his chin fell on her shoulders. When Zhao Xi was on double tenth, he was favored by His Majesty. He was unwilling to convince him. He mostly thought that he was the blood of the Zhao family, and I was no more than a foreign surname. If so, I asked him to give it a try. Then he dared not to have a covetous heart."

His voice is gentle, but his words are sharp, and there is an unstoppable look between his eyebrows and eyes. He used to be a figure that no stranger should get close to. Now he retreats cold and harsh in front of her. There is only Jiyu who belonged to Wu Zhaohou of the Great Zhou. Sex does not arise because of the noble origin, nor does it die because he is not surnamed Zhao. It is born and tempered by the flames, and belongs exclusively to his Huo Wei Building.

Bo Ruoyouxiu looked at him with bright eyes, her eyes floating, Huo Weilou couldn't help but pecked her lips, "Look at me like this, do you want to seduce me?"

Bo Ruoyou pressed his chest, "When will Master Hou watch?"

"From ten days to more than a month." At this point, he frowned suddenly, seeming to think of what made him dissatisfied.

Bo Ruoyou only said if he had any omissions, but saw Huo Weilou staring at her and said, "It's just that, but I'm going to miss a business matter."

"What's the matter?" Bo Ruoyou looked tight.

Huo Wei Lou's head is very powerful, "It's a matter of gifting marriage."

Bo Ruoyou breathed lightly, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't know how to respond to him for a while, Huo Weilou stroked her cheek, and whispered in a bewitching tone: "If you don't speak, then I will act as you agreed."

Bo Ruoyou's eyes rolled, and he was about to hesitate to speak, but Huo Weilou suddenly held her chin and kissed him, swallowing everything she wanted to say.

She whispered like a protest, and was quickly blurred by Huo Weilou's kiss.

Huo Wei Building was hidden in the city, and the court was in turmoil. Ning Xiao, the deputy commander, went south for more than a month, but there was still no trace of Wu Zhaohou. Rumors about Wu Zhaohou’s burial in the southwest became more and more intense. Make the division right.

It's just that he didn't know how to make the driver want it, and he couldn't do anything about it. He wanted to get rid of the dissidents by the direct help of the secretary. However, within a few days, he pretended to poke a few old cases and implicated a dozen or so officials in the court. The family secrets had to be implicated, and he naturally did not expect that these cases fell on top of the Jianhe Emperor's case, which immediately aroused Long Yan's anger.

Although the poison of the suppression of the golden ointment in the southwest has its initial effect, the mountain people really rebelled. The garrison was blocked by the mountains, but it was not enough to suppress it. In the past, the Huowei Tower was there. Now that Huo Weilou's life or death is unknown, Emperor Jianhe is overwhelmed for a while.

Seeing the chaos inside and outside the capital, the news that Huo Wei Tower was still alive finally entered the Hall of Chongzheng.

Seeing the life-saving straw, Emperor Jianhe will also take back the power of Si from Zhao Xi's hands until Huo Wei Tower arrives in Beijing. At this time, Zhao Xi is being repeatedly impeached by the family, and he can't wait to throw away this hot potato. Even so, His prestige above the court plummeted, and his unparalleled arrogance was annihilated, and the great prince, who had always been depressed, reaped a profit.

In late September, when another autumn rain fell, Huo Wei Tower entered from the south gate of the capital, passed Xuanwumen all the way into the palace.