Chapter 336: Reporting the News

Chen Jia walked out of the Duke of England's Mansion and couldn't help but look back at the side door of the Duke of England's Mansion.

The two doormen were watching him and whispering to each other.

His expression couldn't help but darken.

Hu Zi, who was waiting outside, ran over and asked anxiously, "Brother, is it done?"

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Chen Jia frowned and quickly left the Yingguo Mansion Hutong.

Is it done?

I'm afraid I've done more harm than good this time!

The New Year is coming, but the Emperor suddenly wants to stay in the West Garden for a few days. Each imperial guard will bring a guard to follow him. The prince of Guangen has seized this opportunity. But this does not mean that if he stays with the Emperor in the West Garden for a few days, the Emperor will be brainwashed by him, and will hate and dislike the prince of the Duke of Yingguo from then on, and will no longer show favor to him. Maybe the prince of the Duke of Yingguo has already made up his mind, and his warning is like a little clown, which is not worthy of being on the stage, and will make people think that he is eager for quick success, which will ruin the good impression he left on the prince of the Duke of Yingguo and his wife.

But he had to take this trip.

After so many days, he really couldn't think of what the wife of the Crown Prince of the Duke of England needed. He couldn't just sit and watch the relationship he had worked so hard to build fall apart, right?

We can only make a fuss about the safety of the British prince.

As expected, the Crown Prince's wife met him immediately...

He couldn't help but clench his fists.

It would be better if I could think more carefully.

This was too reckless.

Chen Jia thought of Dou Zhao's calm face and felt deeply regretful.

Dou Zhao walked out of the small flower hall, but did not go directly back to the inner room. Instead, he turned around and went up to the Taihu stone rockery not far behind the small flower hall.

She sat in the pavilion on the rockery and looked out at the Osmanthus Courtyard.

There are terraces, waterside pavilions and clumps of trees in the Osmanthus Courtyard. Maids walk on the winding corridors, and one can only see their red or green skirts through the gaps between the branches and leaves, giving the courtyard a sense of seclusion and mystery.

Dou Zhao sneered.

She called Su Xin over and whispered a few words to her.

Su Xin was shocked and asked, "How about this?"

"Since he did it on the first day, don't blame me for doing it on the fifteenth." Dou Zhao's eyes were cold, "You know what he did to the prince."

Su Xin responded respectfully and helped Dou Zhao down the rockery.

Back in the inner room, Dou Zhao was smiling and had a gentle look.

Zhao Zhangru asked, "What does Chen want you to do?"

The aunt, who was busy taking apart old clothes with Ganlu, also put down her work and looked at Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "A friend of Lord Chen works in the Wucheng Military Department. He wanted to meet the prince, so he came to me for help."

Zhao Zhangru said disdainfully: "So you want to ask the prince to get promoted and make money!"

The aunt said to Dou Zhao in a gentle voice: "The affairs of the officialdom are very complicated! Sometimes he clearly comes to ask you for help, but if you don't respond, you offend him; if you respond, you drag yourself into trouble. Sometimes he is clearly your enemy, but at the critical moment he can stand by your side and help you through the difficulties. I think the prince is a very stable person and he respects you very much. You should not get involved in these things, and listen to the prince in everything."

Dou Zhao nodded repeatedly.

The aunt always thought that Dou Zhao was a smart and obedient child, so she said nothing more. She let Gan Lu pick up the pieces of old clothes she had taken apart and said, "I'll take them back to the house to cut them later."

Gan Lu asked curiously, "Aunt, don't you have a pair of scissors? I'll go get you one right away."

"No!" Auntie held Ganlu's hand and said with a smile, "It's best not to use knives or scissors in front of Shougu these days."

Ganlu pursed her lips and smiled.

Zhao Zhangru said, "There is such a rule? How come I don't know about it?"

The aunt thought that Dou Zhao was three years younger than Zhao Zhangru, but she had to rely on herself for everything, while Zhao Zhangru was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and didn't know how to appreciate it. She was lazy and didn't want to learn anything. When she encountered problems, she just yelled and didn't use her brain. She felt unhappy and scolded her, "What else do you know besides eating?"

Seeing that his mother was angry again, Zhao Zhangru quickly hid behind Dou Zhao and protested in a low voice: "Eating is also a science - this is what Dad said!"

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

The little maidservant shouted across the curtain: "The prince is back!"

The aunt glared at Zhao Zhangru fiercely, then put on a smiling face and stood up.

Because there were female relatives present, Song Mo came in, bowed to his aunt, and then left. He did not return to the inner room until dinner was over and his aunt and Zhao Zhangru returned to the guest room.

Dou Zhao hurriedly asked him, "Where did you have dinner? What did you eat? Did you eat well? What did you do when you stayed alone in the outer courtyard? Was it boring?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her heart stopped.

Ever since she married Song Mo, Song Mo would accompany her whenever he got off work. This was the first time he went to the outer courtyard just by saying hello.

In the lives of wealthy families, which family doesn't have the women in the inner courtyard and the men in the outer courtyard? At night, when the man wants to rest in the main room, the couple can see each other.

Back then, when Wei Tingyu didn't have any work, she had to attend social events every day and had no time to stay at home. Song Mo was not only the co-director of the Jinwu Guard, but also the supervisor of the Five Cities Military Department. He knew countless people, but he accompanied her every day...

Dou Zhao couldn't help but hug Song Mo's arm and said, "Aunt and cousin will stay at home for a few more days. If you are bored, just invite your friends to your home or go out to socialize with them. Don't always stay alone in the outer courtyard, alone without anyone to talk to."

Song Mo laughed and said, "Why do you sound like you're disgusted with me being at home?"

"Who's tired of you being at home?" Dou Zhao said with a smile, his voice was particularly gentle, "I'm afraid you'll be bored alone, right?"

As Song Mo listened, he felt a surge of tenderness in his heart.

He said gently, "There's no point in going out for social events. You either drink or listen to music. It's so noisy. It's better to stay at home!"

Dou Zhao thought of the strange scent of perfume that occasionally lingered on Wei Tingyu in his previous life...

It can be seen that men's social activities are all similar.

If Song Mo also had that smell...

The thought was just a flash through her mind, and her heart was in turmoil. She couldn't help but lie down beside the basin and vomit.

"What's wrong?" Song Mo hugged Dou Zhao in a panic, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Should I call my aunt over?"

"No need," Dou Zhao bent down and took a few deep breaths before taking Su Silk's handkerchief and wiping his mouth. "Sooner or later, you will feel a little uncomfortable. My aunt said this is normal."

"Oh!" Song Mo felt relieved. He took the tea from Gan Lu and helped Dou Zhao rinse his mouth. He carried Dou Zhao to the kang and said with a smile, "No wonder filial piety comes first among all virtues. Raising a child is not easy!"

Dou Zhao said coquettishly: "You just realized it now - you must treat me better in the future!"

As soon as she said this, she felt extremely embarrassed.

How did it get to this point?

I'm not a real 17 or 18-year-old girl. Can't I tell what's sincere and what's fake? Do I have to pretend to be concerned about others?

However, Song Mo liked the arrogance she inadvertently revealed in front of him. This could only mean that Dou Zhao trusted and relied on him, so she had no scruples in front of him.

"Am I not good enough to you?" He frowned in embarrassment and said, "Then tell me, how should I treat you well?"

Dou Zhao was embarrassed and changed the subject abruptly: "By the way, Chen Jia came to see me today and said that the emperor would stay in the Western Garden for a few days, and Dong Qi would be going with him with the Jinwu Guards. Is it okay for you to stay at home?"

"The Emperor and the Empress had an argument, and are going to stay in the West Garden for a few days. The itinerary has not been decided yet, so it's not certain whether they will go or not." Song Mo whispered in her ear with a smile, "Don't shout outside!"

Dou Zhao was stunned.

Song Mo was already breathing hot air in her ear and asked her, "Tell me, how should I treat you to be good?"

The ambiguous tone made Dou Zhao blush.

"Go wash up." She pushed him away in a somewhat wolfish manner, "Go to bed early."

Song Mo laughed, but took the opportunity to cling to her, insisting that Dou Zhao explain clearly what it meant to be good to her, and he couldn't pull him away.

The servants in the room had gradually gotten used to the noble and elegant prince, and when he met the lady, he became like a different person who liked to make jokes. The servants pretended not to see it and retreated with their eyes lowered.

Song Mo slowly began to lose control of himself.

Dou Zhao quickly held his hand, his voice becoming a little hoarse: "You promised me not to mess around."

Song Mo's body was a little stiff, and it took him a while to pull his hand away.

Dou Zhao retreated to the window and sat down.

Song Mo turned away uncomfortably and whispered, "I'll go wash up."

Dou Zhao then realized that his behavior seemed to show that he disliked Song Mo and wanted to avoid him.

She pulled Song Mo's sleeve, drooped her eyelids, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "I'm afraid that I can't control myself and do what you want..." As she spoke, her face turned red.

Song Mo thought of her under him, from stiff to soft, and from soft to becoming aroused at the slightest caress... His chest suddenly seemed to be surging with a pool of spring water, soft and tender, as if it was about to overflow. He could not help but lean over to hug Dou Zhao and kiss her temples gently.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but sigh quietly.

Although the voice was soft, Song Mo still heard it.

He raised his head and stared at Dou Zhao with clear eyes: "What's wrong?"

Dou Zhao saw his own shadow reflected in his eyes.

Does this mean that you are in me and I am in you?

She reached out her hand in fascination, gently stroked the corner of his eye, and murmured: "Don't drink wine anymore..."

Song Mo was stunned, then burst into laughter: "Okay, I won't drink prostitute wine anymore!"

He held Dou Zhao in his arms.

Dou Zhao's face was burning, and he buried his head in Song Mo's arms, unable to raise his head.

Under the eaves, big red lanterns swayed happily in the wind, casting a bright red light.

Rumors were spreading in the Xiangxiang Courtyard: "Do you know? The Duke will not live long!"

"Can you just say something like this?"

"I didn't lie to you. The Emperor was going to stay in the Western Garden for a few days. He was going to take the Crown Prince with him, but the Duke was ill, and the Crown Prince was afraid that the Duke would... so he requested an imperial decree to stay at home and take care of him."

"Impossible? I see the Duke looks healthy and healthy, he doesn't look like he is seriously ill!"

"You know what? That was a last gasp of life! Otherwise, why would the imperial physician at Yu Hospital prescribe prescriptions to nourish qi and replenish blood?"

"That's right! The doctor at the Yu Hospital said that the Duke had caught a cold, but the Duke didn't have a cough or fever, so it didn't look like a cold at all... Could you be right?"

The person who was speaking lowered his voice: "I heard that Yizhitang bought a lot of candles and white cloth a few days ago..."