The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Xue Mu's heartbeat was strong and strong, and Tongtong, Tongtong seemed to even follow Liu Qinghuan's heartbeat.

He stood opposite, watching his eyes so focused, with a hint of affection she couldn't understand.

Liu Qinghuan panicked and drew back his hand. She always thinks Xue Mu ...

No, she must find a way to leave Houfu again.

Seemingly seeing through her mind, Xue Mu's two British eyebrows suddenly twisted together: "You are still thinking about leaving Hou's house?" He grabbed Liu Qinghuan, stronger than before, "Is it Can you be more secure if I move to the main room? "

Liu Qinghuan originally felt that his wrist was a little painful, but now he was shocked by the second half of his sentence: "What?"

Xue Mu smiled slightly and let go of her hand: "I will move to the main room tonight."

Liu Qinghuan: "..."

Wait, let's discuss it!

There was no room for discussion. Xue Mu's order, the girls have resolutely moved Xue Mu's things by the lotus to the main room.

Liu Qinghuan was dumbfounded. These are indeed the girls of Hou Fu, all of whom are trained like soldiers on the battlefield.

The only thing she was thankful for was that Xue Mu chose to live outside with a little conscience. There is no bed in the outside, but only one sleeping bed that Liu Qinghuan usually uses to rest, barely able to accommodate one person. Fortunately, the weather is still warm, and if it is winter, General Xue may freeze to death there silently.

There was so much movement in the main room, and of course Ning's side received the news the first time. Two days ago I heard that Liu Qinghuan was sick. Now I just use this excuse to explore the wind.

Liang Chen stood inside the door of the main room and kept leaning in. After seeing Xue Mu living in the outside, her eyes narrowed suddenly. Go back and tell Ning's the news, Ning's flying mood also "snapped" and fell to the ground. Liang Chen was worried about her body and quickly relieved that although the two were still sleeping in separate beds, it was a huge leap from the lotus shore to the main room. Madam Young was young and beautiful, and Hou Ye lived there and could not hold it for a few days.

The thought of Ning's thought was really such a rationale, Muer was young and vigorous, and the lonely man and the widow were in the same room. * It was just a blink of an eye?

Ning's heart widened instantly, dreaming of a fat grandson at night.

On the other side, after Xue Mudai Liangchen left, he got up and knocked on Liu Qinghuan's door.

Liu Qing was instantly refreshed.

"Master Hou Hou Hou Hou! It's so late, let's talk about something tomorrow." Liu Qinghuan subconsciously shrank into the bed and pulled himself over the quilt. Xue Mu seemed to chuckled outside the door and pushed in directly.

Liu Qinghuan looked at him inconceivably: "How can you do this! How can you break into a woman's boudoir!"

"Boudoir?" Xue Mu looked at her with a smile, "I remember that you are the wife my Ming media is marrying, don't talk into your room, even if I want to do something else, it is justified."

Liu Qinghuan looked up at him in surprise, how could a man be so shameless!

But she had no refutation in this matter. She could only chuckle and whispered, "You know I am not."

Xue Mu's brow moved, without answering.

Liu Qinghuan saw him at the bedside and didn't want to leave without talking, and finally couldn't help asking: "What the **** are you doing?"

Xue Mu sighed with a low sigh: "You haven't been in the house for the past two days. I told Anang that you were ill. If you see her tomorrow, don't say anything about it."

Liu Qinghuan froze for a moment, then nodded, "I see."

Xue Mu watched her for a while and turned to walk outside. Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief as he watched his back, Xue Mu suddenly stopped at the door: "Yes, how did you escape from Nuo Yan?"

Nian Tang and Ai will not say anything, but Nuo Yan, he does not believe she can escape from his hands so easily.

Liu Qinghuan blinked quickly and said to him, "Aes sent his men to answer me. Although Nuo Yan was very strong in martial arts, he always had two fists against his four hands. I ran away while he was tangled."

After Xue Mu listened, she didn't say a letter or didn't believe, but just nodded and went out.

Liu Qinghuan lay down on the bed again, and Nuo Yan wanted to kill himself. He should not take the initiative to talk to Xue Mu. Since Xue Mu didn't know it, she didn't want it to come out of her mouth. It wasn't for retaliation, she just didn't want to be extravagant.

Maybe it was not accustomed to falling asleep, Xue Mu had trouble sleeping tonight. In the middle of the night, a sudden "snap" came from the back room, and Xue Mu suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed.

The door was still closed, and Liu Qinghuan couldn't see what he was doing inside. He frowned slightly, shouldn't he want to run away again?

Thinking of this possibility, he directly opened the door and walked in.

Liu Qinghuan was lying in bed well, breathing soundly and soundly asleep. Xue Mu's eyes looked around the room for a week, and finally stopped at the opened window.

The moonlight dripped from the window, though not bright enough, but could just see the people on the bed.

It was a face that Xue Mu was very familiar with, from three to seventeen years old, from a little pink and tender, to a slim girl nowadays.

In the first few years, they often met, Xue Mu saw almost all her expressions—happy, angry, crying, wronged, proud, shy ...

Later, they became more and more alienated, but he secretly went to see her whenever he was free, except that the expression on her face remained indifferent.

"Qingqing ..." He went to the bed and sat down, whispering her name. The man in his sleep did not give him any response, Xue Mu just looked at her for a while, then suddenly bowed her head and kissed her lips.

Liu Qinghuan's toes were stiff.

She woke up when the wind blew the window just now. When she was about to get up and close the window, she found Xue Mu came in, so she didn't dare to lie on the bed.

As a qualified liar, she thought she was still very good at pretending to sleep, but she never expected that the great General Xue would attack at night!

The touch on the lips was soft and hot, like her favorite Hedong stem and grapes, sweet and intoxicating. But the people kissed more and more arrogantly. It seemed that they were not afraid to wake her up. Liu Qinghuan had to think about whether to kick him away.

But she couldn't help worrying, would it inspire his **** instead?

Just as she hesitated, Xue Mu finally let go of her lips and buried her head in her side neck.

"Qing Qing, Qing Qing ..."

His hand rubbed her hair lightly, calling her name over and over again, as if trying to carve these two words into the bone blood.

The ear's breath was hotter than the kiss just now, and the body temperature coming through the clothing was about to ignite her heart. Liu Qinghuan was almost in a hurry and was about to hug the person.

It is a pity that it is always a little worse.

She ended up just manually, then closed her eyes and said, "I'm not her."

Xue Mu's eyes darkened for a moment, and his hands on Liu Qinghuan's side slowly tightened, encircling her in her arms: "Why?"

"what why?"

Xue Mu pursed her lips and didn't speak again.

She hugged her silently for a while, and Xue Mu finally got up and left the room. Liu Qinghuan watched the door closed again, and his heart gradually sank.

When Liu Qing was happy the next day, Xue Mu had already gone up.

On the Hall of Han Yuan, Donggan Luote, who went back and returned, said to the emperor that the scenery of Dacheng was so beautiful that he was fascinated by it and wanted to stay for two days.

The emperor said to him with a humorous expression, Dacheng welcomes you.

Early in the morning, I got up to see the two ministers who played Tai Chi, which was quite constipated. Only Xue Mu, looking at Aers coldly from beginning to end, let him also enjoy the coolness of the late summer.

In Hou Fuli, Liu Qinghuan was also playing Tai Chi with Ning's. But with the old lady for a long time, Liu Qinghuan was quite capable, and the old lady knocked side by side all morning, and did not ask whether the two of them could not hold it last night.

I just heard that Liu Qinghuan ordered someone to put an extra lock on the sleeping door after returning from here.

However, in the eyes of General Xue's, this lock has no difference at all—it can be seen from his smile on the lock when he returns.

After Xue Mu laughed at the immeasurable lock, he ordered someone to move the sleep aside, and added a new bed to the outhouse. When Ning heard the news, he was so anxious that he had the beads in his hand. All dumped out.

Is he planning to stay in the outhouse for a long time?

Liang Chen stopped Ningshi who was about to rush out of Houye's ears, and kept persuading her to calm down.

One morning passed by in such a wild manner, and in the afternoon, Xue Mu finally took a break and called for Nuo Yan to talk.

Nuo Yan was pregnant with an up and down heart and didn't know how to talk.

The lotus in the lotus pond has faded, leaving only some lotus leaves floating on the surface of the pond. On the Lotus Pavilion, there are only two figures, Xue Mu and Nuo Yan. Xue Mu was still sitting in the middle of the pavilion, serving the roasted tea one by one.

Nuo Yan looked at him beside him, faintly guessing what he was going to talk to himself.

Xue Mu looked at the steaming celadon tea bowl in front of him and asked Nuo Yan: "I was busy looking for someone before, and I didn't ask you, how did she escape from you?"

Nuo Yan's brow frowned, and he tempted, "Can the wife say something?"

Xue Mu said: "She said nothing, what about you?"

Nuo Yan was silent for a long time, and finally knelt down directly on the ground: "My subordinate lied to her to tell her to leave, but she wanted to take the opportunity to kill her."

Xue Mu's hand on the desk case slammed into a fist, and for a while, she asked, "Why?"

Nuo Yan said: "When Grandpa Hou rescued me from the battlefield, my life was Grandpa Hou. She was impure in Hou's house, and nothing was true. "Beside Houye." He paused, and said, "Even if Houye killed me today, I have no regrets."

He knew that sooner or later Xue Mu would know this. If it wasn't for his guilty conscience, he wouldn't let her run away so easily.

Xue Mu slowly released her clenched fist and stood up from the futon. He glanced down at Nouyan, who was kneeling on his side. His voice seemed to be immersed in a pool of water, which was close at hand, but he could not hear it clearly.

"If you really kill her, it won't be you, but me."