Su Xin placed the small wooden barrel with warm tea on the long table against the wall, stepped back gently, and brought the door to the inner room fan.

The room immediately became quiet, and the drum sounds in the distance were clearly heard.

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

Today, one of them followed Song Yichun to entertain male guests, and the other was entertaining female relatives with Lu Da’s breasts. Although they knew where each other was, they had no chance to talk continuously.

Among the female relatives who recognize relatives, Princess Ningde is the most important and Madam Lu is the most respected. If Dou Zhao can get the recognition of Princess Ningde or Madam Lu, it will be beneficial to her in the future when dealing with Gongxun's family and moving between relatives.

"I didn't say anything special." Dou Zhao smiled, "It's all a bit of a family." She could sense Song Mo's importance to the Lu family, so she told Song Mo about Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu's invitation to her home as a guest, "...I'll send me a post when the time comes."

Song Mo was in a good mood.

Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu are both the kind of people who look amiable but refuse to be thousands of miles away. It is not easy to think that their recognition is not an easy task, and it is even more difficult to be invited by the two of you to your home.

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

How great would it be if my mother was still alive!

I remember that my mother praised Dou Zhao for her intelligence. If my mother knew that she had married Dou Zhao, she would have liked Dou Zhao like Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu?

He thought of the day under the grape trellis.

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

But he blurted out and said, "They have already made a marriage..."

Many nights afterwards, he quietly asked himself, how could he say such an inappropriate sentence suddenly?

But before he could find his agreement, his third uncle passed away.

Next, there was a chaos of war.

His care became insignificant and he was thrown behind him at some point.

Thinking about it now... Could it be that at that time, Dou Zhao had a strange mind?

The thought flashed and Song Mo was shocked.

He couldn't help but look at Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao wore a crescent-colored satin middle robe and leaned against a purple-red velvet pillow. The black black hair was neatly tied up. The handful of Zhuan'er looked thick and thick, and you could tell at a glance that she had good hair.

If it spreads out, I wonder what the situation would be like?

The scene of Dou Zhao lying on the bed with his long black and shiny hair scattered in Song Mo's mind appeared in his mind.

The black one was her black hair, the white one was her face, and the purple-red pillow... The gorgeousness was extremely beautiful, and it was a bit charming, and it hit his heart, making his mood surge like the waves that were slamming the shore, and he couldn't do it himself. Then suddenly it seemed like he was next to the stove, with a hot face, burning, and Dou Zhao was the stove...

He quickly turned his head and said, "Mr. Yan discussed with me the day before yesterday and was about to take the people from Yizhitang to see you on the second day of our marriage. I want to introduce you to the people from Yizhitang. I am afraid that my father would send someone to urge us to the ancestral hall early in the morning, so I changed the time to go back to the door - I took five days off and went to the palace to work the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, and it happened to be half a day in the morning after tomorrow. Before that, we went to my mother's grave to kowtow..." Song Mo's mind was blank, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

The relationship between Song Mo and Song Yichun must be very tense, but it is necessary to introduce his subordinates to him behind his back. That is definitely not just those people working in Yizhitang, but it may even be the secret force that 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 I thought that Song Mo turned his head and looked at him just now and quickly turned his head. While he was talking nonsense, he also had a flush from his ears to his cheeks. She couldn't help but feel angry and funny, and the seriousness she introduced to her subordinates disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I was neatly decorated and just glanced at me, I blushed. What will happen in the future!

She thought that although there were seven or eight maids in Yizhitang, they were all maids, and Song Mo was serving all the servants in close proximity. She was relieved. While he was talking, she put on a jacket and smiled and said, "The future is long, so don't rush to this moment. If there is not enough time, it will not be too late to see your subordinates again in the future. Anyway, Mr. Yan and I have not dealt with each other once or twice. With Mr. Yan's help, there will be no difficulties in daily affairs." But she thought that early in the morning, before dawn, Song Yichun sent an old lady named "Madam 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. When Madam Lu came, she had already gotten up. Otherwise, the Duke of England's mansion might be rumored that she was lazy at this time, right?

It seems that Song Yichun did not look at the temple just because he was a man, but was still staying in the inner house...

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

In the future, she will have to be more careful!

"This is the first time that Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu have seen me. They like me, it must be because of you." Dou Zhao smiled, "Have you been very pleased with Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu since you were a child?" When she said this, she suddenly realized that the Jiang family was in a weak position and the Lu family became the only person who could suppress Song Yichun morally!

Her eyes lit up immediately, and she pressed the excitement in her heart and said, "Criminal, I don't know what Princess Ningde and Mrs. Lu like? When we visit the Lu family, we should pick a few things that the two old people like as gifts! This time, Princess Ningde gave me a pair of treasure bracelets, and the gift that Mrs. Lu gave me was a pair of treasure collars, which were very expensive. We should not neglect the two old people!"

Song Mo received education and his status since childhood, which made him understand that only the disputes between the temple would affect life and death. He did not take his father's small actions seriously. He occasionally felt that it was too much trouble, but he was too lazy to care about him. Therefore, he never thought of calculating too much with his father, let alone using Princess Ningde and Mrs. Sun to suppress his father. If he wanted to suppress his father, he would only invite Lu Fuli to come forward.

He thought Dou Zhao wanted to get along with the relatives of the Song family because he had just married into the Song family.

Song Mo couldn't help but feel relieved.

Dou Zhao shouldn't have noticed his strangeness!

"If you want to know, you can ask Mr. Yan to check it for you." He quickly calmed down and smiled as if nothing had happened, "I didn't pay attention to what the two old ladies like. Especially Princess Ningde, who grew up in the inner court, it was difficult to know their preferences."

Dou Zhao asked Song Mo: "I heard that when the emperor was having a meal, no matter whether he liked it or not, he only held three chopsticks for each dish, in order to prevent others from poisoning. Is this the case?"

She looked at Dou Zhao, her eyes were bright and curious.

Song Mo laughed, but felt extremely warm in his heart: "Who did you hear? It was Hu Ba said! The emperor and the imperial concubines who have positions in the inner court have their own kitchens. Everyone usually eats the dishes in the kitchen and the imperial kitchen, and everyone only treats them as decorations."

"I saw it in this history." Dou Zhao, like talking to Su Xin and the others, lay on the big-faced pillow when he felt comfortable. "In other words, it's not all made up? Because the book owner said that the emperor usually doesn't have enough food, so he eats in the kitchen in private."

He leaned on the pillow with his head tilted, and his face was pressed red. Dou Zhao was less cool than usual, but more playful, which made Song Mo feel very interesting.

He turned his arms sideways, looked at Dou Zhao, and smiled and said, "This is what you said, I haven't said it."

"You are so boring." Dou Zhao laughed and joked with him, "Is there no time to make a mistake?"

The atmosphere in the room became very warm.

Song Mo's heart also became very soft.

"Well..." He pretended to be meditating, "I don't know whether I'm talking in my sleep..."

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly there was a loud "clang".

Dou Zhao was shocked.

Song Mo had already jumped up and his skills were very agile.

Both of them listened with breath.

There was a gust of wind outside the window, accompanied by the clanging wind blowing the window.

The two couldn't help but smile at each other.

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

"Be careful," Dou Zhao said, "With such a strong wind, it may change tomorrow. Let them pay attention. Be careful that the tree will break and collapse the roof."

The Duke of England is planted with big trees.

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

Dou Zhao lay on the bed, listening to the strong wind outside, feeling that he was hiding in a strong big ship. If it was wind and rain, someone would wake him up when the ship was sunk, so there would be no need to be afraid of sinking with the ship.

She fell asleep in a daze.

Half-wake-up, it seemed that someone was beside her, "...Don't wake her up, let her have a good sleep!"

When I woke up the next day, it was indeed a storm outside.

Song Mo was already awake, sitting on the kang and watching something. When she woke up, she smiled and said, "Fortunately, you reminded me yesterday that a hundred-year-old sycamore tree in the flower hall was broken." He said, "The middle of the tree is empty."

Dou Zhao smiled and said, "I am most afraid of this kind of a hundred-year-old tree. It looks thick and stout, but the middle is empty. I don't know when it will fall down." She said, sighing, "It's a pity that I'm going back to the door today, and I don't know if it's easy to walk on the road?"

"I have already asked someone to explore the way." Song Mo smiled, "You should wash up quickly. Let's go to Jing'an Temple Hutong."

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Sisters and brothers reading the book, post drafts first and catch insects later.

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PS: I recommend a book by Yun Ni, "The Medical Reaches Away". Book No. 2689522. Introduction: Modern internal medicine physician Yang Mo returned to his previous life, and his miserable life in his previous life will be splendid, dazzling and colorful, and will be able to obtain unique modern experiences, wealth and glory.

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