Looking at the two people hugging each other, my grandmother couldn't help but smile, held Yuan Ge'er's hand and said, "Look, there is a pile of dogtail grass in the corner of the wall. Can we pick it and insert it into your father's desk?"

Yuan Ge'er, who is usually easy to talk to, is twisted.

He pulled Song Mo's sleeve and shouted "Dad" with tears in his eyes, saying, "I want to hug you too! I want to hug you too!"

Dou Zhao's face was hot.

She pushed Song Mo gently and whispered: "Everyone is watching!"

The red face is like the green flowers blooming in winter, bright and arrogant.

Song Mo was so nervous that he couldn't help but whisper: "Is it okay when there is no one? Well, wait for me tonight."

He speaks more and more indecently.

Dou Zhao was afraid that the servants around him would be flawed, so he forced himself to stop "spitting" Song Mo.

However, Song Mo stopped when he saw the opportunity, let go of Dou Zhao, and respectfully stepped forward to salute his grandmother.

Seeing Dou Zhao's face full of embarrassment and his hands and feet were a little restrained, my grandmother was determined to help her. She smiled and talked to Song Mo, and walked towards the pavilion not far away: "I heard that the emperor was still kidnapped, it doesn't matter if you come back like this, right?"

"It's okay!" Song Moxu helped his grandmother into the pavilion, served his grandmother and sat down on the beauty, and said, "I have done what I should do. If I care about these other people's business, I will inevitably be too popular, and it will be bad."

"Stop when you see it is good. Not only can you think of it but also do it, it's very rare." Grandmother admired Song Mo very much, "Anyway, your success will be inevitable. If you continue to fight with them, you will be jealous of others. "

"That's the truth." Song Mo smiled and took the tea served by the maid and placed it in front of his grandmother. Then he turned around and sat down beside his grandmother. He smiled and said to Dou Zhao, "It's good that you're fine - I'm going to save my fifth uncle. Now the overall situation in Kyoto has been decided. Chen Jia will escort you back to the house later."

Dou Zhao heard this and said, "Did the fifth uncle come with him too? Did the King of Liao not make things difficult for him, right?"

Song Mo sighed and said, "The King of Liao actually did not trust his fifth uncle very much. He brought his fifth uncle to Beijing. In addition to using his uncle's remaining power to help him act, he also wanted to use his fifth uncle to threaten me. He did not expect that his fifth uncle seemed careless, but in fact he was very delicate. From his actions, he quickly saw what he was going to do. Before they left Liaodong, they secretly sent someone to notify me. Unfortunately, he didn't know the specific time when Liao King went to Kyoto. He didn't expect that Liao King even planned to go in."

Dou Zhao was stunned when he heard this and said, "So you knew that the King of Liao was going to Beijing for a long time? Isn't that what happened that you sent me, Brother Yuan, Lao An, to Xiangshan Villa?"

Song Mo did not make a sound, but his eyes looked at him showed a deep guilt.

Dou Zhao laughed and said, "You won't count this matter on your own, right? Are you not a god? Even if you are a god, will you have a mistake?"

She was a man in two lives and never expected the Liao King to attack suddenly, let alone Song Mo.

Song Mo smiled embarrassedly.

Dou Zhao said, "Do you know where the fifth uncle is?" She told Song Mo about Gu Yu, "I'm afraid that the prince will settle the matter by then. So I asked Duan Gongyi to take him back to Tianjin. What are you going to do about the fifth uncle? Should I ask the prince for love? Or should I send my fifth uncle back to Liaodong quietly?"

Song Mo didn't know Gu Yu had been here, but he was very surprised when he heard this, and said, "Shou Gu, you did this right! Gu Yu's identity is now embarrassing, so it's better to stay away from these right and wrong. Uncle Fifth. When you meet him, discuss what to do - to be honest, this is an opportunity. But sometimes it may not be a storm. The Jiang family is now headed by the fifth uncle. How to walk the family depends on the meaning of the fifth uncle. As for where the fifth uncle is now... He did not follow the Liao King, and he must be in the Liao King's Mansion. In addition to the Jinyiwei, the emperor will also use the people from the East Factory and the West Factory. The Liao King dare not buy a house in Kyoto. I think I will definitely find him if I go there." He said, "I'm afraid that my fifth uncle will suffer if I go too late."

Dou Zhao didn't dare to keep him and hurriedly said, "Then be careful. Go and go back!"

Song Mo nodded, said a few words to his grandmother, kissed Yuan Ge'er, and left suddenly as if he was there.

After a while, Chen Jia came to pick up Dou Zhao.

Chen Xiaofeng asked: "What should I do with the Second Master?"

Before leaving Xiangshan Villa, they cleaned the battlefield and found Song Han, who was hiding behind a corpse, brought Song Han over with him.

"Take it back to the Duke of England's mansion." Dou Zhao said, "I will make plans when the prince comes back."

It would be better to leave this kind of thing to Song Mo.

Chen Xiaofeng should have stepped down.

Dou Zhao asked Chen Jia: "A Yan is okay?"

Her tone was very sincere.

"It's pretty good." After seeing that the situation in the palace was controlled by the prince, Chen Jia quietly went back to Yuqiao Hu, "When I went back, she was sleeping because she was sleepy!" As if she remembered her wife's silly appearance, Chen Jia's smile was a little brighter than before.

Dou Zhao felt relieved, resigned Wang Xu, escorted Chen Jia and others, and returned to Kyoto.

It was already the time to hold the lights. When smelling the fragrance of the hosta flower faintly from the wind, Dou Zhao felt as if he had a dream.

She shook her head and drove the pieces out of her mind.

It’s better not to think too much about some things!

Dou Zhao and others took a shower and brought iced mung bean paste to the kitchen.

The refreshing smell made people feel lighter in their heads and they quickly felt deeply tired. Before dinner, they fell to bed to rest. When Dou Zhao woke up, it was already early the next morning, and sparrows were chirping on the branches.

"Where is Brother Yuan and Lao An?" Dou Zhao stood up and asked.

Ruotong brought a few little maids to hold hot water, pancreatic towels, target lenses, etc. to serve her to comb her hair.

"Old An led Brother Yuan to watch the flowers in the yard!" Ruotong said with a smile, "When you are sleeping heavily, Old An didn't ask us to wake you up, saying that your heartstrings are always tense, so you can sleep like this."

So I didn't even call her for dinner?

Dou Zhao thought, and indeed felt that he became more energetic.

She used two bowls of porridge in a row, ate four fried breads before putting them in the bowl, and asked Ruotong: "Did the prince not come back last night?"

"No!" Ruotong smiled and directed the little maids to clean up the dishes.

I wonder if Jiang Bosun has rescued him?

"Has Kyoto been lifted?" Dou Zhao said.

When they came back yesterday, Kyoto had already banned the streets. If Chen Xiaofeng hadn't taken out the waist tags that Song Mo had left in advance, they would have been afraid they would not have entered the city.

"No." Ruotong whispered, "I heard that the emperor is still in the hands of the King of Liao!"

Dou Zhao couldn't help frowning.

The longer this matter is delayed, the more unfavorable it is to the prince.

She got off the kang and prepared to go to the garden to play with her grandmother and Yuan Ge'er.

There was a noise outside, and it was getting louder and louder.

Ruotong ran out immediately and came back soon and reported, "Madam, it's the Duke of the People's Republic of China, and she was clamoring to take the Second Master to Xixiangyuan!"

Dou Zhao sneered and said, "You go and pass me a message, and then say that the second master deliberately murdered Yuan Ge'er. He also falsely accused him of the Duke of the State, or let the Second Master stay in Yizhitang and wait until the prince comes back, so as not to let the Duke of the State be misled and killed, which is to kill and silence him!"

Ruotong went out with a slightest way.

Soon, the noise disappeared, and Yizhitang restored its original view of tranquility.

Dou Zhao went to the garden.

However, Song Yichun returned to Xiangxiangyuan with pale face.

He recruited the "seriously ill" pottery to speak seriously.

Pottery instinctively wanted to refuse. But then he thought about the great changes in Kyoto these two days, and he thought about it and followed Zeng Wu to Song Yichun's study.

Song Yichun started to speak up and scolded Song Han like "Idiot", "Idiot", and then said dejectedly: "I value this unfilial son, this unfilial son actually said that he was supported by my envoy to help the Liao King support the Dou family. What should I do now?"

When the pottery heard it again, he was so shocked that he almost passed away. He regretted that he should not have been worried that Song Yichun's face had not left the British Duke's Mansion very often. Now it's better. Song Yichun actually got involved in this kind of thing. No wonder he has been giving himself a good "rest" these days.

He couldn't help stamping his feet and said, "Dongweng. Why are you so confused that you are involved in this kind of thing?"

Song Yichun was accused of being unhappy, but he was about to ask pottery to make a new idea, but forcibly suppressed the displeasure in his heart and said, "What do you mean?"

"Yakou deny." Pottery said firmly, "not only should I deny it, but you can't take care of the second master's affairs anymore."

Song Yichun was stunned and said for a while: "I am his father, isn't it appropriate to ask?"

Pottery heavy has long been disgusted with Song Han's sweet mouth and abdomen. He was so cruel and said hurriedly: "Don't you know the second master's temperament? If he pushed everything he did on you, what would you do? The King of Liao is still on Yuquan Mountain now!"

Song Yichun gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "Are we just let Song Mo dominate the world?"

The pottery was so heavy that it was so angry that it laughed, saying, "Dongweng, you should find a way to pick out yourself first!"

Song Yichun had been struggling for a long time and nodded helplessly.

The stone at the center of gravity of the pottery fell down.

No matter what, Song Yichun is Song Mo's father. Song Yichun was involved in the battle for the throne. Even if Song Mo made contributions in protecting the emperor, he would still be influenced by Song Yichun. I believe Song Mo would let Song Yichun have a way out...

The pottery was decided not to say what Song Yichun meant. When the palace incident was settled, he resigned and went back to his hometown.

Song Han, who was bandaged and left behind for two times, understood better than Song Yichun.

If such a thing happens, it would be better if my father doesn't take any harm. It would be impossible to rely on him to rescue him.

Song Mo is not at home.

Most of them were around the prince to please the prince.

When he comes back, things may be in danger.

Song Han looked at the guard who was guarding the iron tower at the door and frowned.

Dou Zhao was very happy.

Halfway through the way to the garden, Wuyi, who was sweating profusely, stopped her: "Madam, the prince brings the fifth uncle back, and asks you to help clean up the room and arrange a few maids and mothers to serve."

"So, everything went smoothly?" Dou Zhao asked him.

Wuyi hesitated for a moment and said, "My fifth uncle was punished. Fortunately, we went in time... On the way back, the prince had already asked someone to hire a doctor."

Dou Zhao couldn't help but sigh and told Ruozhu to prepare the guest room, turn back to the inner room, wash and dress up, and prepare to pay homage to Jiang Bosun.

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