572 give it a try?

Zhang Mao felt that the Lord was abnormal and very abnormal.

Since returning from the market, he has been sitting in a chair and giggling at the shadow on the wall.

The Lord doesn't laugh well. At this moment, he just moves the corners of his lips, but he thinks it's a giggle.

Why? Because of the woman named Luo Yun?

Yes, didn't we go to the lanterns together for fifteen years? The Lord also bought a flower for them and put it on their heads in person. That expression, that look...

He couldn't help shivering.

It's not that there is something wrong with the look of the Lord. The key is that he has never seen such a Lord. How to say? It's like a stone suddenly blooming, either a surprise or a thriller.

Of course, the Lord should also be moved by women.

As the son of the world, and even the current Duke of Ning, the Lord is not without women, but when did he laugh at women? When did you see him have such tenderness for which woman? They are just women to him.

But why is it Luo Yun?

She is the woman of Qian Yumo. The Lord will not know, including those two children, both of whom are from the Qianyu family.

Of course, as a woman, even if she has been in the palace for a few years, she is just a woman, and it is obvious that the Lord is running to others, and she has no intention of making any conspiracy at all.

The key is that she has been with others and has two children. How can she...

Although the old prince gave everything to the Lord, if he knew that the Lord was obsessed with such a woman, wouldn't he be angry? And he has been following the Lord. Even if the old man can't bear to embarrass the Lord, why don't he beat him half to death?

And Lord... What on earth is the Lord thinking about? Did he really fall in love with that woman?

What's good about that woman? She is quite good-looking, but there are many charming people. He doesn't believe that the master who has seen Nangong Wan and Princess Huyang will think she is beautiful. Besides, what if it's good-looking? She is not young. How long can she be brilliant? Besides, she always has a nose, not an eye, not an eye. Which tendon is wrong with the Lord, but she wants to touch that nose dust?

The more I think about it, the more angry I get.

And at this time, the Lord has "walked" to the side of the flower rack and was distracted by a pot of orchid grass above. Even if he only looked at the back of his head, he knew that the Lord's expression must be extremely dreamy.

He finally couldn't help it.

Take a step forward: "Lord..."

The voice stopped abruptly, because there was a silk flower cluster of jasmine flowers between the main finger.

He recognized that the Lord's hairpin was in the woman's hair on the night of the 15th.

Of course, what was sent cannot be taken back, but at this moment, this silk flower actually appeared in the Lord's hand, what does it mean? Didn't they throw it out gracedly?

For a moment, he really doubted whether the woman was ready to be captured.

"Lord, Zhang Spear has been with you for so many years. Although it is not a roundworm in your belly, he also knows more about the Lord than the people around him. But Zhang Mao now doesn't understand what's wrong with the Lord. The court is still unstable, but the Lord is delayed here. The old prince has written several times, and the Lord refuses to return. Is it possible..." gritted his teeth: "What's wrong with that woman? Not to mention that she has been with others and has two children, even if it is a few years earlier, it is not her turn! Lord, what's wrong with the noble daughter chosen by the old prince? It is not only gentle and beautiful, but also helpful to the house, but you..."

His tone stopped, and when Xuanyuan still looked away, he resumed breathing.

Xuanyuan continued to appreciate the silk flowers in his hand, as if to say to himself, "I have never cared about anyone or anything in my life. Now, I want to try..."

Try it?

Is that it?

Zhang Mao was a little dumbfounded, and then he saw the Lord inserting the silk flower into the pot and leaving with his hands behind his hands.

He looked at the back of the Lord and then looked at the silk flower.

The blue leaf flowers reflect each other.

The window was not tightly closed, so the wind blew, fiddling with the slender leaves, and carrying the fragrance of plums in the courtyard, came lightly...

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In the first half of the 200th year of the lunar calendar, it was calm and peaceful, especially for Luo Wener. Because the annoying guy finally left, Mao Mao and Doudou had a quarrel for a while, but she repeated her old tricks, concocted several letters, and successfully cheated the two little guys. So every day after dinner, the two no longer went out to be naughty. They only sat on the threshold left and right, stared at the path that pedestrians walked through from time to time, and muttered, "Dad has been walking for so long, when will he come back?"

On this day, Luo Wener was washing dishes, and the two children rushed in screaming: "Mom, mother, Dad has a letter, here we have a letter!"

She smiled secretly, but turned around and suddenly saw Mao Mao and Doudou holding an envelope in their hands. She couldn't help but be a little confused... She only wrote a "back" every time. Recently, it has become more and more difficult to make up. Because of those numb words, she is sour when she thinks about it. How can there be one more letter now?

Look at the recipient above, it is indeed the word "Luo Yun", but the elegant font is the result of her efforts to imitate the man. I have to say that under the pressure of the children, her words have made great progress. And the other one, with a strong pen and an iron- painted silver hook, is a stranger.

She frowned and involuntarily opened the letter of unknown origin.

Only a piece of paper, four large characters in the book, strong pen, strong through the back of the paper...

Return, don't miss it.

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In the Xiliang Hall, there is light smoke curling up.

The silky smoke quietly crossed the screen, brushed the treasure pavilion, turned around the pile of golden silk nanmu bookcase full of twists, and floated forward leisurely.

In front, there is a sky-blue soft gauze curtain, with self-carved top beams of fiery red mandala hanging down, layer by layer, with a huge sandalwood bed.

At this moment, the gauze tent trembled slightly like smoke. Inside, there was a woman's soft whisper and emotional whisper: "Lord..."

The gauze tent suddenly vibrated violently, and then returned to static, and then there was the sound of clothes bleaking. Then, as soon as the curtain opened, a tall and straight man slowly walked out.

The curtain moved again, and a woman in apricot red translucent cloud clothes came out.

Her temples are half biased, her beautiful hair is scattered, and her face is still flushed with love, and her eyes are also filled with a different moisture.

She came gracefully, hugged the arm of the man who was distracted by the carved brocade window, and gently rubbed her cheeks: "Lord..."

The curtain moved again, and a woman with only light red embroidered breasts came out. She was slender and slim, and her movements were bright, all different from the previous woman's charm, but more beautiful and clear.

She also came over and hugged the man's other arm, lingeringly: "Is the Lord having a good time?"

The man is speechless.

The woman in Yunyi's little clothes trembled, and she swung softly. She raised her face and looked up at the calm handsome face: "But is my concubine's service?"

The man is still speechless.

The two women looked at each other and suddenly felt uncertain.

They are the concubines of this young master. There are about 20 women like them in the Duke of Ning. Some of them are gifts from nobles, and some are maidservants who have served the Lord since childhood. The time they live in the house varies. Because the Lord rarely returns to the house, they just want to be jealous and have few opportunities.

The Lord doesn't seem to miss women very much, and only occasionally recruits them to serve them, but the concubine who came back said that the Lord is powerful and invincible. They can't stand it when they are together.

The eyes of the speaker are flashing and extremely shy, but there is no lack of showing off and admiration, while the listener blushes and heartbeats, gasps slightly, and yearns for it.

It's just that this young master is very strange. He never seems to remember their names and appearances, as if in his heart, they are just women and women used to sleep.

Yes, they heard that this master has had no feelings since he was a child, and few things can move him. And they are women who want to leave a place in the hearts of the man they regard as gods, but for this man, their ideas are as insignificant as the snowflakes flying all year round, because this man is like a copper wall and an iron wall. No matter what you do, you can't penetrate into one part of it.

Therefore, they can only keep their duty to serve their concubines and eager to hear their names when he is looking for a maid.

Today, only the two of them were announced. They were ecstatic and tried their best, but the Lord seemed to be uninterested, all different from the bravery and domineering of the last time, which made them cry for mercy. He kept thinking and got out of bed hastily.

Did they do something wrong?

His heart trembled and he was about to kneel down, but the man opened his mouth quietly and said thoughtfully, "How long have you been in the house?"

"Three years."

"A year and a half."

The two answered carefully.

"What are your plans for the future?"

The two looked at each other and were a little confused. The one with a beautiful face replied in a low voice, "Serving the Lord and making the Lord happy is what my concubine wants."

The upper lip of the winner moved, and the charming one was a little anxious... The pleasant words were said by others. What should she do?

When he was about to speak, he suddenly heard the Lord say, "Everyone has ten thousand dollars. Go and make your own living."

What?

The two were shocked and couldn't digest this sudden sentence.

And Xuanyuan has turned around to call people in.

The two hurriedly knelt down: "Lord, what mistake did the concubine make? If my concubine is guilty, please punish her. Don't expel me from the house. I have no way to go..."

The other said, "I admire the Lord wholeheartedly. Even if I can't love the Lord, I would like to stay alone and pray for the Lord..."

Xuanyuan still lowered his head, was silent for a while, and said lightly, "No."

"Master..."

"One person's ten thousand gold is enough to be worry-free for a lifetime. Even in the house, even if you have been there for decades, you can't get this reward. Why be stubborn?"

"Lord..." The two cried together, and the woman with embroidered breasts suddenly lit up and said urgently, "Is it that the Lord wants to marry your wife? Madam won't let me exist?"