Ninefold Purple

Su Xin put the small wooden barrel warming the tea on the long table against the wall, stepped back lightly, and closed the door of the inner room.

The room fell silent immediately, and the sound of drums in the distance could be clearly heard.

Song Mo asked Dou Zhao: "What did Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu tell you?"

Today, one of them followed Song Yichun to entertain the male guests, and the other followed Grandma Lu to entertain the female relatives. Although they both knew where each other was, they didn't have a chance to talk consecutively.

Among the female relatives who recognize their relatives, Princess Ningde is the most precious, and Mrs. Lu is the most respected. If Dou Zhao can get the approval of Princess Ningde or Mrs. Lu, it will be of great benefit to her in dealing with Gongxun's family and walking among relatives in the future. Harmful. [

"I didn't say anything special." Dou Zhao smiled, "It's all parents' faults." She could sense that Song Mo attached great importance to the Lu family, so she told her about Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu's invitation to their home. Song Mo said, "...I will send me a post when I talk about it."

Song Mo was in a good mood.

Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu are the kind of people who look amiable but reject people thousands of miles away. It is not easy to think of their approval. It is even more difficult to be invited by the two to be guests at home up.

"It seems that the two old people like you very much!" Song Mo smiled, thinking that when his mother was alive, he was also loved by the two old people, and couldn't help feeling sad.

How wonderful it would be if the mother was still alive!

Back then, my mother had praised Dou Zhao for being smart and intelligent. If my mother knew that she married Dou Zhao, she would love Dou Zhao like Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu, right?

He thought again of that day under the grape arbor.

His mother asked him: "How old is the little girl I met in Zhending?"

But he blurted out, "I have already engaged..."

For many nights after that, he asked himself quietly, how could he suddenly say such an inappropriate sentence?

But he hasn't found a promise yet.The third uncle passed away.

Next, there was a burst of chaos.

His little care became insignificant, and he didn't know when it was thrown behind him.

Now that I think about it... Could it be that at that time, I had a strange thought about Dou Zhao?

The thought flashed by, and Song Mo was shocked.

He couldn't help but look at Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao wore a crescent-colored satin jacket, and leaned against the big purple-red Zhang velvet pillow, his black silk was neatly entangled with a braid, but the braid was full of crows, which looked thick and thick. And rich.You can tell at a glance that she has good hair.

If they spread out, what would it be like?

The image of Dou Zhao lying on the bed with his long black and glossy hair floating in Song Mo's mind. [

The black ones are her blue hair, the white ones are her face, and the purple ones are her pillows...they are gorgeous to the extreme, revealing a bit of coquettishness.It bumped straight into Xinchou, making his mood surge like a sea crashing against the shore, and he couldn't control himself.Suddenly, it seemed as if he was standing next to a stove, his face was scorching hot, and he was so burned that Dou Zhao was that stove...

He hurriedly turned his head away.Said: "Mr. Yan discussed with me the day before yesterday, and planned to bring the people from Yizhitang to visit you on the second day of our marriage. I want to introduce the people from Yizhitang to you. I am afraid that my father will send someone early in the morning. Come to urge us to go to the ancestral hall. So I changed the time to after returning to the gate - I took five days off, and I went to the palace to be on duty in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, which happened to be half a day in the morning of the day after tomorrow. Before that, we went to my mother's grave Kowtow..." Song Mo's mind went blank.I don't know what I'm talking about.

The relationship between Song Mo and Song Yichun must be tense, but he needs to introduce the people under his command to him behind Song Yichun's back.Then it must not only be the people who work in Yizhitang, it may even be the dark force why Song Mo can compete with Song Yichun.

Dou Zhao was very surprised and a little moved.

Song Mo's move not only regarded her as his wife, but also regarded her as his like-minded partner.

But thinking about Song Mo turning her head to look at herself just now, she turned her head away, talked on the phone without thinking, and at the same time blushed from her ears to her cheeks, she couldn't help being angry and funny, and turned her subordinate The seriousness introduced to her disappeared in an instant.

I was neatly dressed, and I blushed even at a glance like this, what will happen in the future!

She thought that although there were seven or eight maids in Yizhitang, they were all poor maids, but Song Mo served all the servants next to her, so she was relieved, and while he was talking, she casually put on a jacket On the body, he smiled and said: "The future will be long, so don't rush this moment. If there is not enough time, it will not be too late to see your subordinates in the future. Anyway, Mr. Yan and I have not dealt with each other once or twice. With Mr. Yan's help, daily There won't be any difficulties in the affairs." But thinking in her heart that early this morning, before dawn, Song Yichun sent a woman called "Nurse Lu" to urge her and Song Mo to go to the ancestral hall.

Fortunately, she followed her grandmother to develop the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. She was already up when Madam Lu came. Otherwise, the British government might be spreading rumors about how lazy she is.

It seems that Song Yichun didn't set his eyes on the temple just because he was a man, but stayed in the inner house...

Although this incident exposed Song Yichun's pattern, it also reminded Dou Zhao.

In the future, she will have more attention!

"Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu are seeing me for the first time. They like me, it must be because of you." Dou Zhao said with a smile, "Have you been favored by Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu since you were young? When she said this, she suddenly realized that the Jiang family was in decline, and the Lu family became the only one who could suppress Song Yichun morally!

Her eyes lit up immediately, and she suppressed the excitement in her heart and said, "My lord, what do Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu like? When we go to Lu's house as guests, we should choose a few things that the two old people like as gifts." This time, Princess Ningde gave me a pair of precious bracelets, and Mrs. Lu gave me a pair of necklaces inlaid with jewels, both of which are very precious. We should not neglect the two old people!"

Song Mo's education and status since he was a child made him understand that only temple disputes can affect life and death.He didn't pay much attention to his father's little actions, and occasionally felt disturbed.But he was too lazy to argue with him, so he never thought of having to argue with his father too much, let alone use Princess Ningde and Mrs. Sun to suppress his father. If he wanted to suppress his father, he would only ask Lu Fuli to come forward.

He thought Dou Zhao was newly married into the Song family and wanted to make friends with the relatives of the Song family.

Song Mo couldn't help but feel relieved.

Dou Zhao should not have noticed his strangeness!

"If you want to know, you can ask Mr. Yan to look it up for you." He quickly calmed down, and said with a serious smile, "I didn't pay attention to what the two old ladies like. Especially Princess Ningde, who Grown in chambers. Difficult to know what it likes."

Dou Zhao asked Song Mo: "I heard that when the emperor eats, no matter whether he likes it or not, he only holds three chopsticks with each dish, in order to prevent others from being poisoned. Is this true?"

She looked at Dou Zhao.The eyes are bright and sparkle with curiosity.

Song Mo laughed, but felt warmer in his heart: "Who did you listen to? It's nonsense! The emperor and the concubines with positions in the inner court all have their own small kitchens. Everyone usually eats small kitchens, and the imperial dining room Everyone just treats those dishes as decorations.”[

"I saw it in my history." Dou Zhao seemed to be talking to Su Xin and the others, lying on the big pillow when he felt comfortable. "That is to say, it's not all fabricated? Because the book owner said that the emperor usually doesn't have enough to eat, so he eats in the small kitchen in private."

Tilting his head on the pillow.One side of his face was reddened by the pressure. This Dou Zhao was a little less sassy than usual, but a little more playful that he had never seen before.Song Mo found it very interesting.

He leaned on his arm and looked at Dou Zhao.He smiled and said, "You said that, but I never said it."

"You are so boring." Dou Zhao joked with him with a smile, "Don't you ever slip up when you say something?"

The atmosphere in the house became very warm.

Song Mo's heart also became very soft.

"Hmm..." He pretended to mutter, "I don't know if I'm talking in my sleep..."

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

Dou Zhao was taken aback.

Song Mo has jumped up, his movements are very vigorous.

Both listened with bated breath.

There was a gust of wind blowing outside, accompanied by the sound of bang dangdang wind blowing the door.

The two couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled.

"It's windy!" Song Mo put on his coat, "I'll go and have a look."

"Be careful." Dou Zhao said, "With such a strong wind, the weather may change tomorrow, let them pay attention, be careful that the tree breaks and the roof collapses."

Big trees are planted all over the British government.

"Okay!" Song Mo smiled, went out and called Su Xin who was on duty to come and accompany Dou Zhao, and called Chen He himself, but he didn't know where he was going.

Dou Zhao was lying on the bed, listening to the gusts of wind outside, thinking that he could hide in a strong ship, let it blow and rain, and someone would wake him up when the ship sank, so he didn’t have to be afraid of sinking with the ship go down.

Dazed, she fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, someone seemed to be beside her saying: "...don't wake her up, let her have a good sleep!"

When I woke up the next day, it was really windy and rainy outside.

Song Mo had already woken up and was sitting on the kang looking at something. Seeing her wake up, he smiled and said, "Fortunately, you reminded me yesterday that a hundred-year-old sycamore tree was broken in the flower hall." It's all empty."

Dou Zhao smiled and said, "I'm most afraid of this kind of century-old tree. It looks thick and strong, but the middle is completely empty. I don't know when it will fall." She said, sighing, "It's a pity that I have to go back today door, I don’t know if it’s okay to walk on the road or not?”

"I've sent someone to find the way." Song Mo said with a smile, "Hurry up and wash up, we're going to ask my father, and we'll go to Jing'an Temple Alley."

(To be continued)