Ninefold Purple

Dou Shiying really didn't think about it.

After all, Wang Yingxue is still alive, and Zhao Guqiu has been dead for more than ten years.

He couldn't help but slapped his thigh, excited, and said: "You have a good idea! Let's do it like this!" After finishing his dinner, he went to Yushu Alley.

The fifth wife knew about it and said: "My sixth sibling and I both thought about this, but it's hard to mention it. I didn't expect Uncle Qi to figure it out all at once."

Dou Shishu also said with a smile: "He is more organized these days than before."

The fifth wife nodded, looking at the silver strands protruding from her husband's mane, she said heartbrokenly: "They will be fine, and you can worry less."

Dou Shishu smiled gently at his wife, stuffed an ink ingot into Mrs. Fifth, and said, "Come on, sharpen the ink for me. I'll write a letter to my second brother and ask him to add something to the family tree."

The fifth wife answered "yes" with a smile, rolled back her sleeves and quietly helped her husband polish the ink.

After returning home, Dou Zhao "rewarded" Song Mo well, Song Mo felt a little uneasy when he was happy, and asked, "Did something happen?"

Dou Zhao couldn't laugh or cry, gave him a sideways glance, and said, "What could be the matter?"

Song Mo chuckled, unwilling to let go of his "welfare", hugged the half-naked Dou Zhao, and said in a low voice, "I still have to go in from the back."

While speaking, the object was firmly pressed against Dou Zhao's inner thigh.

Dou Zhao didn't expect him to be interested again so soon, he was startled, and squinted at him: "You don't think it's messy enough!"

She didn't know that her face was like Xia Fei, and her glance was like a begonia dripping dew. The indescribable charm made Song Mo's heart burn even more.

"Let them come in and clean up." Song Mo said, his hand had already grasped the plumpness of her chest, and pressed Dou Zhao on the bed.

Dou Zhao was moved by him again.He simply closed his eyes and let him mess around.

The next morning, the wet nurse brought Brother Yuan over to nurse him.

Dou Zhao was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look at Brother Yuan's face, so he forced himself to be calm and told the wet nurse: "Feed him this morning!"

The nurse was puzzled and retreated.

Gan Lu, who was serving next to her, thought about the quilts that had been replaced with various imprints, and vaguely guessed something, her face also burned.

Only Song Mo, the culprit, looked calm and drank the porridge slowly.

But as soon as he walked out the door, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Brother Yuan grudgingly drank a few sips of milk from the nanny, without waiting for an hour.He cried and arched into Dou Zhao's arms.

The time was too short, and Dou Zhao's body hadn't recovered yet. Brother Yuan still only ate for half an hour, and started to make trouble again within half an hour.Disrupted all schedules. [

Dou Zhao blushed secretly, pampering his son dotingly, letting him eat when he wanted to eat, but Brother Yuan stayed in her arms for a moment, so much so that Ruo Zhu came to tell her that Jiang Yan looked a little bit like these days When she was in a daze, she had no choice but to go to Bishuixuan with Brother Yuan in her arms.

Taking a closer look, Jiang Yan is a little lighter than before.

Dou Zhao asked her to play with Brother Yuan.Ask her: "What's on your mind?"

Jiang Yan was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I want to go to Daxiangguo Temple to offer incense..."

Dou Zhao was a little strange, but when she asked again, she blushed and remained silent.Dou Zhao thought she was getting married soon.It's natural to have some other thoughts and feel embarrassed to say it. She agreed with a smile, and asked someone to arrange the carriage and the accompanying rough envoy.

Jiang Yan thanked Dou Zhao shyly, and said timidly, "Can you invite Elder Sister Twelve to go with you?"

"It would be great to have her by my side." Dou Zhaoyuan planned to accompany her by himself, since she had her own sister.Dou Zhao was happy to let go, so she encouraged her to write a post to invite Jiang Lizhu.

It has been more than half a year since Jiang Lizhu married into Wu's family. The husband and wife are loving and their life is going well, but she doesn't know why there is no movement on her body. Although her mother-in-law reassures her that such things should not be rushed, her heart is still burning like a fire, thinking about Do you want to burn incense for Guanyin Bodhisattva? When she received Jiang Yan's invitation, she readily agreed.

Mrs. Wu also went from being a granddaughter-in-law to being a mother-in-law. She understood Jiang Lizhu's mood very well, and personally ordered someone to prepare incense sticks, and sent Jiang Lizhu to the carriage.

Song Mo also hoped that Jiang Yan would go around as a friend, knowing that she went to Daxiangguo Temple to offer incense, and someone gave her 100 taels of silver as incense money.

Jiang Yan resigned.

Song Mo's face turned pale immediately.

Dou Zhao hurriedly winked at Jiang Yan.

Only then did Jiang Yan belatedly realize that he had done something wrong, hurriedly collected the money to thank Song Mo, and retreated with a worried expression.

Song Mo couldn't help pressing his temple.

Dou Zhao stretched out his palm in front of him with a smile, and said angrily, "Today, the shopkeeper of Yinlou will send sister Yan's wedding jewelry, and I want a pearl headband!"

Song Mo laughed, took advantage of the situation and sat Dou Zhaola on his lap, bit her ear and said, "I even belong to you, how can I lose your pearl headband? We don't wear pearl headbands." , I'll give you a hundred treasures, okay?"

"Who usually wears a hundred treasures?" Dou Zhao told him nonsense, "You don't want me to get what I want."

Song Mo put his hand in from her skirt, and said with a joke, "Let me take a bite, and you can also hit the pearl hoop, and the hundred treasures..."

Dou Zhao was defeated and jumped up from his knees.

Song Mo laughed loudly, feeling very happy, he pulled her and refused to let her go.

The husband and wife were entangled there, and Wu Yi said through the cotton: "Master, Geng Li is here."

Song Mo let go of Dou Zhao, kissed her cheek tenderly, and said softly, "I'll come as soon as I go."

Dou Zhao obediently helped him straighten his clothes, sent him out of the inner room, stood at the door until Song Mo's figure left the main courtyard, and then turned back to the inner room.

Although Song Mo remained calm, she still felt that his body was slightly stiff when he heard the name "Geng Li".

She recruited Liu Zhang, Du Wei's servant who stayed in the mansion, and asked him if he knew Geng Li.

The more he knows, the more he understands Dou Zhao's position in Song Mo's heart, the more he will be afraid of Dou Zhao.

When Liu Zhang answered, his teeth were chattering, and he said, "You know, he is the number one staff member under King Liao."

Dou Zhao was stunned, and sent Liu Zhang to retreat, and sat on the big kang next to him restlessly, waiting for Song Mo to come back.

As the commander of the capital, King Liao finally extended his hand to Song Mo.

Could it be that God has his own arrangements in the dark?

The Liao king was crowned a great treasure.Is it also God's will?

Dou Zhao thought to himself, not even noticing that the tea in his hand dripped onto the horse-faced skirt.

The maids rushed forward to serve.

Song Mo turned back with a calm expression, but there was a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

Dou Zhao couldn't help being surprised.

Song Mo waited for Dou Zhao to change his clothes, and all the servants in the room retreated, then he smiled and said, "Guess what Geng Li came to see me for?"

Dou Zhao guessed that the conversation between him and Geng Li should be quite pleasant, and joked: "Could it be that I came to give you a gift?"

"Although it's not a hit, it's not far away." Song Mo blinked at her. "Geng Li came to see me on behalf of King Liao, and wanted to marry Ah Yan as his wife."

Dou Zhao was startled, and lost his voice: "Is it an officially conferred wife?"

Song Mo nodded, and said: "If we agree to this marriage, he will immediately submit a form to ask for orders. Geng Li even brought the above form."

This matter was too big, and Dou Zhao was so excited that he managed to suppress the word "no" and asked Song Mo worriedly, "What are your plans?"

Song Modao: "Of course it's a tactful refusal!" As he spoke, his expression became a little cold, "Ah Yan has suffered enough. I want Ah Yan to marry far away."

Dou Zhao couldn't help but blush because of his shaken moment just now.

She said: "Then about the marriage between Chen Jia and sister Yan?"

Song Mo frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "It's cheap for that kid."

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Wu Yi ran in in a panic: "Master, Madam, it's not good, Miss Biao was kidnapped by everyone on the way to Daxiangguo Temple!"

Song Moteng stood up and said sharply, "What did you say? Where's Zhu Yicheng?"

Dou Zhao also stood up in a panic.

It was Zhu Yicheng who followed today.

Daxiangguo Temple is one of the most prosperous Zen temples in Kyoto.There are so many pilgrims every day, who dares to kidnap people in the capital?

She looked towards Song Mo.

Song Mo was already striding out, and while walking, he also solemnly ordered Wu Yi: "Call Xia Lian immediately! Prepare the horse for me!"

Wuyi should "yes".Hastily ran out.

Dou Zhao called out "Yantang" and said, "Let Duan Gongyi go with you too!"

Song Mo nodded.He hurried out of the main courtyard.

Dou Zhao was a little worried and followed.

Just in time, I saw Song Mo jumping on the horse's back, reining in the rein and shouting at Wu Yi: "Bring me my bow."

And Xia Lian, Duan Gongyi and others are already ready to go.

Dou Zhao was terrified.

In the previous life, Song Mo shot the prince to death with an arrow.

She couldn't help but ran forward, grabbed Song Mo's robe, and said anxiously: "Sister Yan is a girl, you can't make trouble so everyone knows."

Song Mo's brows were lingering with hostility, he thought for a while, and nodded.

Dou Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yi took Song Mo's bow.

There was a rush of horseshoes outside the door.

Everyone's eyes followed the prestige.

I saw Chen Jia running in from the gate with a pale face.

Seeing the scene in the yard, he was slightly taken aback, and his expression quickly became agitated.

He cupped his fists towards Song Mo and said, "My lord, I'll go with you!"

Song Mo rode on the horse, looking down at Chen Jia with eyes as cold as ice, talking for a while.

Chen Jia was taken aback.

Song Mo said coldly: "Just now the King of Liao sent someone to propose to marry Ah Yan as his wife. I politely refused, and Ah Yan was taken captive. Are you still coming with me?"

The rosiness on Chen Jia's face faded completely, and his complexion was a little paler than before.

He slowly knelt down in front of Song Mo, solemnly gave Song Mo three heads, and said in a concentrated voice, "My lord, take me with you!"

Song Mo smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, and rode out of the house.

Xia Lian and the others hurriedly followed.

Leaving Dou Zhao surrounded by maidservants and Chen Jia alone kneeling in the middle of the yard.

Dou Zhao's eyes were wet, and he said softly to Chen Jia, "Be careful."

Chen Jia cupped his fists and bowed to Dou Zhao, and quickly ran out of the British residence.

Dou Zhao couldn't help looking up at the sky, heaved a long breath, and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Today's update, sisters.

o(n_n)o~

ps: Typo or something, I will change it later...

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