Chapter 251

At the gate of Qin's mansion.

A weak girl in a plain white dress, supported by her maid, stood silently on the steps, staring at the empty alley in the distance in a daze.

The night was getting darker and the lights were dim.

The carriage had already left.

And the people in the carriage had already disappeared in the night in the distance, getting farther and farther away from her.

The night wind blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

She couldn't help coughing a few times, but still stood there stubbornly, refusing to leave.

A burst of hurried footsteps came from behind.

A snow-white fox fur was draped over her body, wrapping her weak body tightly inside.

A warm jade hand tightly held her cold hand.

A gentle voice sounded in her ears: "It's okay, Wei Mo, you have to believe in him. With his ability, no one can force him."

The girl was stunned and whispered: "Mother, Wei Mo is just thinking... Can Wei Mo hold on until my brother-in-law is in high school?"

"Yes, I can!"

The young beautiful woman hugged her tightly in her arms, her eyes red, and her voice trembling: "Believe in mother, you can do it... Wei Mo, mother wants to see you wearing a wedding gown, it must be very beautiful, very beautiful..."

The girl murmured in a low voice: "Wei Mo, I also want to..."

It was late at night and quiet.

The carriage ran on the empty street.

Not long.

It was already at the gate of the palace.

Yue Wu turned over and got off the horse, walked to the front of the carriage, lifted the curtain, and whispered: "Mr. Luo, we are here."

Luo Qingzhou, wearing a wide Confucian robe, came out of the carriage with a calm expression, holding a thick roll of rice paper in his hand.

Yuewu glanced at his pretty face, stretched out her delicate hand and said, "Mr. Luo, I'll help you."

Luo Qingzhou jumped down from the other side.

Yuewu: "..."

The two entered the palace.

Stepping on the soft red carpet, Yuewu turned her head and looked at him, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Luo, aren't you afraid at all?"

Luo Qingzhou looked strange: "Why should I be afraid?"

Yuewu's eyes flashed, and said, "After entering, you may not be able to come out again. Aren't you afraid of what will happen?"

Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked at her: "Will His Highness kill me?"

Yuewu said, "Of course not."

Luo Qingzhou smiled faintly: "That's it, since His Highness won't kill me, what else should I be afraid of? With His Highness's status, he would not bother to do something to me that I don't want to do, right?"

Yuewu moved her lips and said nothing.

At the same time.

In the study, the curtains were covered and the fragrance was curling.

Nangong Huoyue was wearing a fiery red dress, sitting in front of the table, holding a wolf-hair brush, practicing calligraphy seriously.

Next to her, a charming girl wearing a light gauze, with a graceful figure, snow-white skin, and a pair of white jade feet, was kneeling respectfully beside her, holding an ink block in her bare hands, and gently grinding the ink with her head down.

The slender legs and the curvy and graceful figure of the kneeling girl were looming in the light gauze and thin skirt, which was very tempting.

Tick-tock, tick-tock...

The water clock outside the window was silently calculating the time of the night.

Nangong Huoyue put down her pen, picked up the rice paper on the table, took a look at her handwriting, and seemed quite satisfied.

"Are you ready?"

She suddenly asked.

The charming girl who was kneeling respectfully beside her bowed her head and replied in a tender voice: "Yes."

The voice was charming and captivating.

Nangong Huoyue put down the rice paper in his hand, turned his head, stared at her for a few times, and couldn't help but reach out his hand, pinched her delicate chin, and lifted her cheek.

This is a naturally charming and seductive face, with watery eyes and charming expressions, no matter who looks at it, they will be soft all over.

"You should know his role in me. If you succeed, I will have a reason to give you to him; if you fail, I will give you away tomorrow."

"Remember, I won't force him, I will only create opportunities for you. His mind is also very firm, and he is very afraid of his wife."

"So, you can only rely on yourself tonight."

The girl lowered her head and said in a delicate voice: "Well."

Not long after.

There were footsteps outside.

Yuewu's voice came from the door: "Your Highness, Mr. Luo is here."

Nangong Huoyue stood up and greeted him with a warm face: "Sir, please come in."

The bead curtain rang.

Luo Qingzhou took off his shoes and entered the house, bowing and saying, "Greetings, Your Highness."

Nangong Huoyue stared at his delicate and calm face and said with a smile, "Sir, you are welcome. Come, please sit down. I have a few questions to discuss with you."

Luo Qingzhou followed her to the table and sat down, not looking away.

A snow-white jade hand came over, picked up the teapot, poured tea for him, and said softly, "Sir, can Huagu ask you a question first?"

The voice was charming and soft, and every word was soft.

While speaking, the sandalwood mouth exuded fragrance, which was intoxicating.

Nangong Huoyue sat down, looked at the two with a faint smile on his face, and did not speak again.

Luo Qingzhou held his breath and refused directly: "Sorry, Miss Huagu, I'm stupid and can't answer."

Huagu pouted and said aggrievedly: "Sir, I haven't asked yet."

Luo Qingzhou said directly: "Anyway, no matter what the lady asks, I can't answer."

Huagu: "..."

Nangong Huoyue smiled and said, "Sir, you are probably too cruel to treat a delicate woman who is as beautiful as a flower."

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "I'm here to talk to His Highness tonight, not anyone else. Your Highness, can you ask her to step down?"

Nangong Huoyue looked at the girl next to her and said calmly: "Sir, please step back."

The girl lowered her head, bit her pink lips, raised her jade hands, gently untied the silk belt between her waist, and slowly took off the gauze on her body, revealing her jade-white and tender shoulders and shoulders. With his skin in front of his chest, he said shyly: "Master, I have taken off my dress... Master, can you raise your head and take a look?"

Luo Qingzhou ignored it, lowered his head and took out a roll of rice paper from his wide sleeve robe, presented it with both hands, handed it to the eldest princess, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, in addition to "Tai Gong's Six Tao" and "Sima's Art of War" In addition, here is another film " "Wu Zi's Art of War". Written on this rice paper are the three chapters of "Wu Zi's Art of War": "Making a Country", "Predicting the Enemy", and "Treating Diseases". Your Highness can take a look at it first. If you are satisfied with it, you can. Write out the rest of the chapters.”

Nangong Huoyue narrowed her eyes, reached out to take it, put it on the table, and slowly unfolded it.

"...In the past, those who wanted to build a country must first educate the people and then be close to all the people. There are four discords: if you are not in harmony with the country, you cannot send out the army; if you are not in harmony with the army, you cannot leave Chen; if you are not in harmony with Chen, you cannot enter Fight; if you don’t fight with each other, you can’t win decisively..."

Seeing this, her eyes sparkled, and she immediately sat upright, holding her breath and concentrating, and continued to look down.

"Whenever you govern a country or an army, you must teach them propriety, encourage them to be righteous, and make them feel shameful. If you are ashamed, you will be able to fight when you are big, and you will be able to defend when you are small. However, it is easy to win, but difficult to win..."

There was silence in the study.

Only the oil lamp made an occasional beeping sound when burning.

Hua Gu, who was sitting beside her with her head bowed, waited patiently for a long time. Thinking of His Highness's words just now asking her to rely on herself, she bit her pink lips, raised her head, looked at the handsome scholar in front of her, and said softly: "Young Master, I am... "

"Shut up!"

Nangong Huoyue suddenly raised her eyebrows and stared at her angrily: "Get out!"

Hua Gu: "..."

She was stunned for a moment, clearly feeling the eldest princess's anger, and she dared not hesitate. She stood up in a hurry, picked up the gauze that had fallen to the ground, and retreated in panic.

Nangong Huoyue lowered her head, her eyes were fiery, and there were two flushes of excitement on her face, and she continued to look down.

After reading the chapter of "Tu Guo" carefully for a long time, Fang raised his head and said: "Sir, you can drink tea and have snacks. There are books on the table, sir, you can read them at will. If you need anything else, just call Yue Wu. , I need to read these chapters first.”

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Your Highness, please leave me alone."

Nangong Huoyue was no longer polite and continued to watch, remember, and think carefully.

The night passed quietly.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Suddenly there was a sound of something breaking on the roof.

The expressions of Yueying and the guard outside the house suddenly changed. Just as they were about to check, Nangong Huoyue suddenly said, "Ignore it."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yueying's cold voice came from outside.

Nangong Huoyue squinted her eyes, glanced at the closed curtains in front of the window, and then glanced at the young man kneeling in front of her. She moved the corners of her mouth slightly and continued to lower her head and read carefully.

at the same time.

A red bead inlaid on the eaves of the roof has been broken into pieces for some unknown reason.

On the eaves, there was a moon-white figure like moonlight, standing there silently, motionless.

The guards below could clearly see here, but they couldn't see her.

Before I knew it, it was already midnight.

In the study room, the heat was still flowing and cigarette smoke was curling up.

Nangong Huoyue frowned and thought for a long time while reading each word. Finally, she raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her with fiery eyes and said, "Sir, where is the next thing?"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and cupped his hands: "Your Highness, it's getting late."

Nangong Huoyue stared at him for a while, then suddenly stood up, walked to the side, knelt down, picked up the ink block, began to grind the ink, and said respectfully: "Sir, hurry up, I can't sleep at night."

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said respectfully: "Your Highness, I haven't figured it out yet."

Nangong Huoyue was silent for a moment and said: "Sir, I will write a memorial early tomorrow morning. I cannot guarantee whether their mother and daughter will be convicted, but I can assure you, sir, that even if they are found guilty of treason, He will definitely be fine."

Luo Qingzhou raised his head, reached out and picked up a piece of clean rice paper from the side, slowly unfolded it on the table, then picked up the wolf's hair, dipped it in the ink she had just made, and said: "Your Highness, I just thought about it carefully. After a while, I suddenly thought of it again, and I will write it to His Highness."

A smile appeared on Nangong Huoyue's face, she lowered her head slightly and said respectfully, "Thank you, sir."

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and waved ink.

In the study, the atmosphere was harmonious and innocent.

On the eaves of the roof, the moon-white figure still stood there, bathed in the white moonlight, motionless.

Outside the palace.

Under the big tree not far away, there was also a slender figure standing there, shrouded in shadow, motionless, and it was unknown how long it had been standing.

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