117 Night Talk

Returning to Liao's house, He Xuan yawned and wanted to go back to her room, but she didn't expect that Liao Yongyi also followed her and kept following her back to her.

"What are you going to do?" He Xuan looked at Liao Yong with an innocent face, "Two days ago, she told me what, oh, men and women are not close. What else is it? Seven-year-olds have different seats. What's the matter today? This night is quiet, you and me..."

"What's wrong with the two men talking at night? Or...you want others to know that you are a woman..."

Looking at Liao Yong stretching out his neck, he knew that he would not speak loudly, but He Xuan still rushed over and covered his mouth.

"I really put out your mouth. Today, it's also at Jinse..." He Xuan stared at Liao Yong and said.

"That's really a loss for words. It was not intentional."

Liao Yong took He Xuan down and poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.

"Do you have something to ask me?" He Xuan took the tea and looked at Liao Yong and asked.

"You should also know what I want to ask?"

"Why do you agree with what you said and say goodbye to her?"

"This is one of them. Can you say it?"

He Xuan nodded, put down the cup in her hand and said, "I also know that this is unconventional. I felt sorry for her, and a woman like that had to fall into the dust. I don't even have a chance to get out! But now, I can't tell her a lot of things... I don't want her to delay me. However, if an unrelated man has been doing many things for her, it will only drag her deeper..."

Liao Yong nodded, and He Xuan's explanation was acceptable to him. But what does the phrase "many things" mean? In addition to the fact that she is a woman, I'm afraid there are some other things...

Liao Yong took a sip of tea and asked, "The one you gave her..."

"Sir...Young master, you are also here... Where can I put the things sent by Miss Jinse for you?" At this time, Yumo suddenly came in, and Liao Yong stopped talking.

"Let's put it on the table. By the way, ask the kitchen to make some snacks for me. I didn't eat much at night." Liao Yong said.

"What about you, prince?"

He Xuan shook her head. Yumo then turned around and walked out again.

"What did you just ask?" Seeing Yumo leave, He Xuan asked.

"That step shake..."

"What's wrong with Bu Yao?"

"That's very valuable! Don't you know?"

"I know... I just want to send it when I know it."

"Why?"

He Xuan looked at Liao Yong, smiled, turned around, opened the box, took out another brocade box from the jewelry box and put it on the table.

Liao Yong opened it and saw that a step shook almost the same as that one.

"If the layout of blood is not different, I really think you have practiced the skill of stealing the holy hand!"

He Xuan smiled and said, "This pair of steps is my mother's relics. It's... rewarded by others."

"Award it!"

He Xuan was stunned and said, "I don't know if it's a reward or not."

"Your father used to be an official? Moreover, this official has done a lot. But how could it be later..."

He Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I was raised by my adoptive father. You have been in the capital for a long time, and you have seen many once proud officials have been convicted. My father... is one of them.

Liao Yong nodded and did not continue to ask questions.

This kind of thing, no matter how long it takes, is a scar. If it is uncovered, it will always hurt.

Since it is a relic, it should be cherished. How can you give it to others?

"I said, I have a sister. However, when I was very young, I was not with my parents. Up to now, I don't have a chance to recognize her, do you remember?

Liao Yong nodded.

"I don't know if I still have a chance to recognize her in my life. This pair of Bu Yao, what my father meant in those years, was that my sister and I were one by one. With that, He Xuan smiled bitterly, "However, I'm afraid I can only be a 'man' in my life. What do you think is the point of me leaving this thing? It's better to send a cherished person and take good care of it for me. It's also a good thing for this shake."

After saying this, the two of them fell silent.

It wasn't long before Yumo and Yuqing came in with snacks.

As soon as he saw the brocade box on the table, Yuqing asked with a smile, "What is this?"

The two of them inadvertently solved the current embarrassment. He Xuan smiled and said, "Help me open it. I haven't seen it yet."

Yuqing smiled, untied the tape tied to the brocade box, and took out a delicate small table screen.

"It's so refined."

When Liao Yong saw this object, his eyes also lit up.

This small screen has a total of six screens, on which a section of Cai Wei in the Book of Songs is written in small regular script.

Caiwei Caiwei, Wei also stops. When you return, you can't stop. The room is popular, and the family is so bad. Not to say that he lived in a cromancerer.

Zi Wei Caiwei, Wei is also soft. When I return, my heart is also worried. Worried, hungry and thirsty. I have not decided, and I will return to employment.

Cai Wei Cai Wei, Wei also just stopped. When you return, you will return, and the year will also end. The king's affairs are not as good as the beginning. Worried and guilty, I can't do it.

Piervihe, the glory of the ordinary. Peter, the gentleman's car. The car is driven, and the four peony industry. How dare you settle down? Three victories in January.

Drive the four peonies, four peonies. What a gentleman depends on is what a villain trusts. Four peony wings, like a fish suit. Don't you give up every day?

In the past, I have been, Yang Liuyi. Today, I will think about it. It's raining and snowing. The road is late, and the road is thirsty and hungry. I am sad, but I don't know that I am sad.

"This Caiwei is my favorite one in the Book of Songs..." Liao Yong said.

"Brother Rufan also likes to read the Book of Songs?" He Xuan said with amazing.

"Yes!" Liao Yong glanced at her and said, "I'm not learning and incompetent, but I'm not incompetent."

Liao Yong said and waved his hand to let Yumo and Yuqing go out and wait outside.

Liao Yong lowered his voice and asked, "Ser serious. Have you ever thought about telling Ziqing that you are a woman?

Hearing this, He Xuan lowered her head, smiled and asked, "If you are me, how can I tell him?"

"Today, Jinse and I, oh, she was just helping. I didn't say much. We have laid the groundwork for you."

"Foreshadowing?"

Liao Yong nodded and told He Xuan about what happened during the day. He Xuan smiled and sighed, "It seems that he really doesn't care about this matter. As I said, take your time... Take a step and see. Now, I don't even know how far I can go..."

......

As soon as General Zuo got home, a subordinate reported that Xiang Ye had been waiting for him in the study. Hearing this, Zuo Liang quickly walked to the inner courtyard.

"Dad, you are looking for me." As soon as he entered the door, Zuo Liang saluted his father first, then stood aside and asked respectfully.

"Hmm." Hearing Zuo Liang's voice, Zuo Xiang put down the book in his hand.

Where have you been? Did you come back at this time?"

"If I go back to my father, I will not be in office today. After getting up early, I will go to the mortal world..."

"You went to 'Listen to Yuxuan', right?"

Zuo Liang was stunned. Listening to his father's voice, he was very unhappy. Zuo Liang quickly lowered his head.

Zuo Xiang took a long sigh, and then paused and said, "You are together with the mortal, so naturally I have nothing to worry about. However, you are all old now. Always linger in those places of voice and color, and it is inevitable that people are different. What's more, you are still an important minister of the imperial court.

"Father..." Zuo Liang said, "My son doesn't dare to explain for himself, but no one in Beijing doesn't know the Jinse girl, but she is just an elegant prostitute, and 'listening to Yuxuan' is not a place to be popular."

"I know... I've heard about it there." Zuo Xiang said, "If not, do you think you can still come and go there often? Today, I have something to ask you in advance.

"I don't know what my father teaches?"

"In about half a month, Xixun, the king of Zhuang, will enter Beijing that day."

"My son also heard about this."

"Then do you want to know that Princess Wenxi is also a colleague this time?"

"Yes. My son knows."

"This time, the intention of the king of Rizhuang to meet, in addition to worship, the most important thing is to have the intention of peace and kinship. May Ben, he wants to send the princess to the emperor and enter the palace as a concubine..."

"Does the emperor mean that?"

Thinking in his conscience, I heard that the princess is only 17 or 18 years old now, and the emperor is now more than half a hundred years old. This... can almost be the age of a grandfather! Who said that being born in the royal family is a blessing for several generations? In the end, it is really not as good as a commoner and a beautiful life.

"Of course, the emperor doesn't mean that. Therefore, the emperor intends to point the princess to others. Speaking of this, the left side looked up and down at his son, "Moreover, nine out of ten, it may be you."

"Me?"

Zuo Liang's eyes widened and looked at his father.

"Why?"

"What? You are already past the time of marriage. If it hadn't been for the involvement of General Mo's family, you would have been married like Miss Mo. It was also the child who was unlucky. When he was exiled, he fell ill like that... I told you this today just to remind you. The princess heard that she was a bold and unrestrained child. When she arrives, you can have more contact with her.

"But father..."

"It's nothing. This is Jun En. It's better if it doesn't mean with you. I will also pay more attention and help you find the right person. But if it really points to your head. I can't let you do anything. Get out."

Zuo Liang answered and left the room.

There is nothing wrong with my father's words. The fate of parents, the words of the matchmaker, has always been the only reason for men and women to marry, not to mention that the father's life has been replaced by the king's life.

However, now there is a person in my heart who can't be touched and can't be left behind...

If you are a woman and beg your father, as long as the emperor hasn't spoken, there is a possibility of pushing it...

However, he is a man. How can I tell my father about this...