The Wife is First

The two played outside for a day, and returned to Wangfutian was already dark, and had passed the dinner time. Because Xiyuan lives in a son-in-law, the key is much earlier than Dongyuan. Mu Hanzhang will save a few of the distressed rooms tonight, so as not to delay the key to Xiyuan.

After the screen, a bucket of hot water was prepared, and the spices in the tribute of the bangs were added to the water, and a layer of fresh peach petals was sprinkled.

Mu Hanzhang saw Jingjing **** and preparing to take a bath. He took the book and sat down on the arhat bed. He washed himself and went again, but he was caught by Jing Hao: "Jun Qing, you fell me to the ground today, **** It’s still hurting.”

"Chen..." Think of today's business, Mu Hanzhang's face is red again, and he has already apologized to him in the afternoon. How can this person not be reluctant?

"Apologize for being sincere," Jing Hao grabbed the hand of the man and dragged it behind the screen. "I have a wound on your body. You can help me take a shower."

Mu Hanzhang looked at him with big eyes. When he heard that he had hurt his ass, he couldn’t take a shower: “I... I won’t...”

"Nothing, I will help you wash it." Jing Yanmei took off her clothes and took the lead in jumping into the bucket. She looked at Wang Wei, who was still in the same place, and took a wooden barrel. "Come in, not fine." You will help me apply the medicine later."

Applying? Mu Hanzhang bite his lower lip, apply medicine to his place in bed, or be honest in the bath tub. In contrast, it seems that any one is dangerous, but if you apply medicine, you can wear clothes...

"Jun Qing?" Jing Hao looked at his mother Wang Yan biting his lower lip and thinking hard, only feeling very cute.

"That... Chen still helped the king to rub the medicine." After that, he ran out without looking back.

"噗~" Jing Hao laughed at the tub.

After waiting for Mu Zhangzhang to take a shower, after changing the new silk clothes from the screen, I saw that a certain prince was only wearing a shirt, no pants, and a barefoot in the bed to read the military books with great interest.

"Wang... Wang Ye..." Mu Hanzhang's face suddenly turned red, how is this person like this...

"Jun Qing!" Jing Hao saw his mother Wang Yu came out after a shower, and he left the soldier's book in his hand, and handed a small bottle.

Mu Hanzhang could not, but had to climb into the bed and pour some medicine in the palm of his hand. Looking at the perfect curve in front of the eyes, there is a little bruise on both sides. The muscles in other places are well-proportioned. At first glance, the muscles are full of explosive power, and then look down. The two slender legs are straight together, and the streamlined muscles make this The legs look full of danger and strength.

The slippery syrup slipped from the fingers and dripped in the mellow and seductive place. Mu Hanzhang came back and peeked at the sight. He found that the man did not look at him, sighed and poured The palm of the medicine is attached.

When the warm and soft hand touched himself, Jing Hao regretted it. The touch was so beautiful that his body quickly reacted in the kneading of his own king, and he could not help but secretly complain. Now Jun Qing still The fear of the cavern is not eliminated, how can the fire caused by this be solved?

"Painted." Mu Hanzhang climbed out of the bed, put the medicine bottle, and let his body heat up.

"Yeah." Jing Hao said with a sigh of relief, still squatting there.

"Wang Ye, sleep." Mu Hanzhang saw him not moving, but had to climb into the bed and cover him with a quilt.

"Well, I have medicine behind me, I am sleeping tonight." Jing Hao buried his face in the pillow and slept for a night.

The next day, Jing Hao went out to the second emperor's house early, and discussed with his brother about the strategy discussed with Junqing yesterday. Duo Fu, according to Wang Hao's instructions, took the accounts of the past years into the small study.

"Wang Hao, this is the account of the past three years, do you really want to see it all?" Yunzhu looked at the one-foot-high account and swallowed it.

“Yeah.” Mu Hanzhang just faintly responded, dividing the books into three parts by year, starting from the earliest years.

"The account book is what Mr. Accountkeeper should look at. Why do you have to spend this effort?" Yunzhu is somewhat puzzled. Wang Hao wants to learn from the house, asks the general manager, or sees how the lady does not do it.

Mu Hanzhang looked at the frowning little book boy and laughed and said nothing. There are a lot of useful things in the books, the food and clothing in the house, the people's feelings, the next person's transfer, all can be seen in the books. In fact, the governance of the country is also the same. Looking at the account book of the household, you can know whether the monarch is stupid and whether this dynasty is prosperous.

"Small I heard that the lady was checking the warehouse yesterday, and spent a morning with a few of them." Yun Zhu took a look at the tired tea drinking, and whispered to him that he had explored it. Message.

"I know." Mu Hanzhang touched Yunzhu's head and rewarded him with a pine nut sugar bought yesterday. At this time, counting the warehouse, it is definitely not the account and the real.

"Wang Hao's monthly silver account in March was not given at all. Yesterday I went to lead the rice paper, and I almost didn't get it." Yunzhu ate a pine nut sugar. When he talked about this, he was a little angry. Fortunately, Wang Hao is a man, with Wang Ye. Living in Dongyuan, and all the usage of Dongyuan are counted in the division of Wang Ye. If you are married to a woman, you don’t even have to eat it!

Mu Hanzhang heard the words, only to think of it, there is no silver in his hands, if there is any urgent matter, it will be difficult to do.

The book was not finished for a while, and Mu Hanzhang had used lunch for another afternoon before returning to the study.

"Wang Ye, you are back!" When I got out of the bedroom, I met Jingjing, who walked in quickly, and almost hit it.

Jing Hao looked straight at him, his eyes were a little red, and he didn't look right. After seeing who the person was in front of him, he reached out and grabbed his wrist, turned and walked outward.

"Wang Ye... Hey..." Mu Hanzhang was dragged by him, almost fell, and he was pulled to the front yard.

People have come together to watch the excitement, whispering about whether Wang Hao is annoyed by Wang Ye.

Jing Yu did not say that he took Mu Hanzhang to turn over the horse, clamped the horse's stomach, and the black screamed, and the arrow rushed out.

The horse galloped on the official road outside Beijing, and it seemed to return to the snowy day before the rebirth. The warm and comfortable days of these days made him forget for a while, and he reopened his eyes with what kind of mood.

Mu Hanzhang, who was behind him, felt the temper in his heart and slowly hugged his waist. Feeling the strength of the waist, Jing Hao stretched out a hand and held the two overlapping hands, rushing all the way into the courtyard of the suburbs of Beijing, ignoring the exiled guards in the courtyard, driving Xiao He all the way to the show station. I tapped my ankle and jumped onto the wooden platform. I took out a long gun and didn't look at who was on the stage. I caught someone and hit it.

"Wang Ye!" On the stage, Ren Feng, who was demonstrating the action of the subordinates, was shocked and raised his hand to catch the trick. When he saw that it was Jingjing, he hurriedly stepped back three steps. When I rushed over, Ren Feng turned and pulled out a long stick to block the gun that came from the head.

Jingjing seems to be playing **** the battlefield. After a while, he dropped the Ren Feng, who was afraid of hurting him, to the table. Without the opponent, he continued to shoot on the stage. The silver guns are like dragons, and they have a silver shadow in the air.

Mu Hanzhang looked at the crazy man on the stage and whispered Ren Feng to leave the place with others.

The sun slid down the foot of the mountain, and some of the gloomy sky began to float lightly. Xiaohe has been taken to the horse shed, and the people around the table have been exhausted. Mu Hanzhang looked at the people on the stage who were still dancing with silver guns and slowly walked up.

"Wang, it’s dark." Mu Hanzhang stood on the stage and said calmly with no ups and downs.

"嗖嗖嗖~" There was no stagnation in the sound of the empty space. The raindrops were smashed by the red head of the gun, and they were scattered and scattered.

Mu Hanzhang licked his fist and turned and took a wide knife. He threw his hand and threw it in the past: "Jing Hao, you calm down!"

"Dangdang!", the sound of the collision between the gun head and the steel knife, recalled the rationality of Jing Hao, the action of the dancing gun paused for a moment, Jing Jing looked up at him, "ah ~" Yang Tian snorted, high Leaping, the silver gun smashed over the stakes and smashed it.

The silver gun landed, and the blood dripped down the fingers of Jingjing on the ground, mixed with the pattering rain, and quickly turned into a reddish color.

Mu Hanzhang ran over and took his right hand. The tiger's mouth was shattered, and the blood was rubbed on the palm of his hand. He took out his handcuffs from his sleeve and held a wound that kept bleeding. Jing Yan looked up at the sky, the rain fell in his eyes and slipped down his cheeks.

"Jun Qing... They killed the mother... my mother..." Jing Hao said softly, the voice was not big, like a whisper, but Mu Hanzhang was heard clearly.

After exhausting the strength of the scenery, he slipped to the ground, and Mu Hanzhang squatted down and slowly carried him into his arms: "Hey... what happened?"

"Jun Qing...Jun Qing..." Jing Hao buried his face on his shoulder. Today, my brother listened to his plan. He was pleased to find that his brother had grown up and told him something he had never said to him before. The matter, among them, includes the real cause of death of the Queen.