Dou Shiying really hadn't thought about it. After all, Wang Yingxue is still alive, and Zhao Guqiu has been dead for more than ten years. He couldn¡¯t help but slap his thigh, became excited, and said, ¡°What a great idea! Let¡¯s do it!¡± After finishing his dinner, he went to Yushu Alley. The fifth wife understood and said: "My sixth brother and sister and I have thought about this, but it's hard to mention it. Unexpectedly, the seventh uncle figured it out all of a sudden." Dou Shishu also smiled and said: "He is more organized these days than before. "More." The fifth wife nodded, looking at the silver threads emerging from her husband's mane, and said heartbrokenly: "They can take care of themselves, so you can worry less." Dou Shishu smiled gently at his wife and said. He gave the fifth wife an ink stick and said, "Here, help me grind the ink. I'll write a letter to the second brother and ask him to add a line to the family tree." The fifth wife responded "yes" with a smile and rolled back her sleeves. Quietly helping her husband sharpen his ink. Dou Zhao, who returned home, "rewarded" Song Mo well. Song Mo felt a little uneasy even though he was happy, and said, "Did something happen?" Dou Zhao was dumbfounded, and gave him a sideways look, saying : "What can happen?" Song Mo chuckled, unwilling to let go of his "welfare", hugged the half-naked Dou Zhao, and whispered: "I want to go in from the back." While speaking, the object was already there It pressed hard against Dou Zhao's inner thigh. Dou Zhao didn't expect that he would become interested again so soon. She was startled and looked at him sideways: "You don't think you are chaotic enough!" She didn't know that her face was like Xiafei, and her glance was like Begonia. Dettol, indescribably charming and charming, made Song Mo's heart burn even more. "Just let them come in and clean up." Song Mo said, his hand already grasping the plumpness of her breasts, and he pressed Dou Zhao on the bed. Dou Zhao was moved by him again. He simply closed his eyes and let him do whatever he wanted. The next morning, the nurse brought Brother Yuan over to feed him. Dou Zhao was so embarrassed that he dared not look at Brother Yuan's face. He forced himself to calm down and ordered the wet nurse: "Feed him this morning!" The wet nurse retreated in confusion. Gan Lu, who was serving next to him, was thinking about the bedding that he had replaced that was stained with various marks. He vaguely guessed something, and his face started to burn. Only Song Mo, the culprit, looked calm and drank his porridge slowly. But as soon as he walked out of the door, the corners of his mouth turned up high. Brother Yuan reluctantly took a few mouthfuls of the wet nurse's milk without waiting for an hour. He cried and hugged Dou Zhao. The time was too short, Dou Zhao's body had not recovered yet, Brother Yuan still only ate half an hour, and within half an hour, he started to make trouble again. It completely messed up my work and rest time. Dou Zhao blushed secretly and pampered her son dotingly, letting him eat when he wanted to. As a result, Brother Yuan stayed in her arms for a moment, so much so that Ruo Zhu came to tell her that Jiang Yan had been looking a little weird these days. When she was in a daze, she had no choice but to carry Brother Yuan to Bishuixuan. A closer look shows that Jiang Yan is thinner than before. Dou Zhao asked her to play with Brother Yuan. Asked her: "What's on your mind?" Jiang Yan was silent for a while and whispered: "I want to go to Daxiangguo Temple to burn incense" Dou Zhao was a little strange, but when he asked again, she blushed and said nothing. Voice. Dou Zhao thought she was getting married soon. It was embarrassing to say that it was natural to have some other thoughts, so he agreed with a smile, and asked someone to arrange a carriage and a rough lady to accompany him. Jiang Yan thanked Dou Zhao shyly and said timidly: "Can you invite the Twelfth Sister to go with you?" "It would be great if she is with you." Dou Zhaoyuan planned to accompany her by himself, since she has A sister who cares about herself. Dou Zhao was happy to let go, so he encouraged her to write a post inviting Jiang Lizhu. It has been more than half a year since Jiang Lizhu married into the Wu family. The husband and wife are loving and their life is going smoothly, but she doesn¡¯t know why there is no movement in her body. Although her mother-in-law comforts her that she shouldn¡¯t rush such things, her heart is still burning, and she is thinking about it. Want to burn incense to Guanshiyin Bodhisattva? After receiving Jiang Yan's invitation, she readily agreed. Mrs. Wu also went from being a grandson's daughter-in-law to being a mother-in-law. She understood Jiang Lizhu's mood very well, and personally ordered people to prepare incense sticks and sent Jiang Lizhu to the carriage. Song Mo also hoped that Jiang Yan would act as a friend. When he found out that she was going to Daxiangguo Temple to offer incense, he was even given one hundred taels of silver as incense money. Jiang Yan declined. Song Mo¡¯s face immediately turned pale. Dou Zhao hurriedly winked at Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan later realized that he had done something wrong. He quickly collected the money and thanked Song Mo, then retreated with a worried expression. Song Mo couldn't help but press his temples. Dou Zhao smiled and stretched out his palm in front of him, and said angrily: "Today, the shopkeeper of the silver house will bring sister Yan's wedding jewelry. I want to wear a pearl headband!" Song Mo laughed and took advantage of the situation to send Dou Zhao La sat on his knees, bit her ear and said: "I even belong to you, how can I miss out on your pearl headband? We don't wear pearl headbands, I will wear a hundred-jeweled necklace for you. , okay?" "Who usually wears Baibao Yingluo?" Dou Zhao joked to him, "You just don't want me to get what I want." Song Mo put his hand through her clothes and said with a smile, "You let me take a bite. You can also play pearl hoops, and you can also play Baibao Yingluo" Dou Zhao was defeated and jumped up from his knees. Song Mo laughed loudly, feeling very happy, and pulled her to prevent her from leaving. The couple were entangled there, and Wu Yi reported through Mianzi: "Master, Geng Li is here." Song Mo let go of Dou Zhao, kissed her cheek tenderly, and said softly: "I'll come as soon as I go. " Dou Zhao obediently helped him straighten his clothes and escorted him out of the inner room. He stood at the door until Song Mo's figure left the main courtyard, and then returned to the inner room. Although Song Mo remained calm, she still felt that his body was slightly stiff when he heard the name "Geng Li". She recruited Liu Zhang, Du Wei¡¯s servant in the house, and asked him if he knew Geng Li. The more you know and the more you understand Dou Zhao¡¯s position in Song Mo¡¯s heart, the more you will be wary of Dou Zhao. Liu Zhang's teeth chattered when he answered, and he said: "I know, he is the first staff member under the King of Liao." Dou Zhao was stunned, sent Liu Zhang to retreat, and sat on the big table by the window with some uneasiness. Waiting on the kang for Song Mo to come back. After becoming the capital commander, King Liao finally reached out to Song Mo. ????????? Could it be that God has his own plans? The king of Liao was honored as a great treasure. Is it also God¡¯s will? Dou Zhao thought to himself, not even noticing that the tea in his hand dropped on his horse-faced skirt. The maids rushed forward to serve. Song Mo came back with a calm expression, but there was a bit of amusement in his eyes. Dou Zhao couldn't help but be surprised. Song Mo waited until Dou Zhao had changed his clothes and all the waiters in the room had retreated, then he smiled and said, "Guess, why did Geng Li come to see me?" Dou Zhao guessed that the conversation between him and Geng Li was quite pleasant. , jokingly said: "Is it possible that I'm here to give you a gift?" "Although I'm not lucky, I'm not far off." Song Mo blinked at her. "Geng Li came to see me on behalf of the King of Liao and wanted to marry Ayan as his wife." Dou Zhao was shocked and lost his voice: "Is this the officially canonized wife?" Song Mo nodded and said: "If we agree to this marriage, he will immediately I asked Geng Li to bring me the order. "This matter was so big that Dou Zhao was so excited that he finally suppressed the word "no" and asked Song Mo worriedly. : "What are your plans?" Song Mo said: "Of course it's a polite refusal!" He said, his expression became a little cold, "A Yan has suffered enough. I have no intention of letting A Yan marry far away." Dou Zhao He couldn't help but blush at his wavering at that moment. She asked, "What about the marriage between Chen Jia and Sister Yan?" Song Mo frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "You're taking advantage of that kid." Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing. Wu Yi ran in in panic: "Master, madam, it's not good, my cousin was kidnapped on the way to Daxiangguo Temple!" Song Moteng stood up from the ground and said sternly: "What did you say? Where is Zhu Yicheng? ?" Dou Zhao also stood up in a panic. Today, it is Zhu Yicheng who is with me. Daxiangguoji Temple is one of the most popular Zen temples in Kyoto. There are so many pilgrims every day. Who dares to kidnap people in the capital of Gyeonggi? She looked towards Song Mo. Song Mo had already strode out. As he walked, he solemnly ordered Wu Yi: "Call Xia Lian immediately! Prepare my horse!" Wu Yi responded "Yes". He ran out in a hurry. Dou Zhao called out "Yan Tang" and said, "Let Duan Gongyi go with you!" Song Mo nodded. He hurried out of the main courtyard. Dou Zhao was a little worried and followed him. Just in time to see Song Mo leaping onto his horse, reining in the reins and shouting at Wu Yi: "Bring me my bow." Xia Lian, Duan Gongyi and others were already dressed and waiting. Dou Zhao was frightened. In the last life, Song Mo was shot to death with an arrow.son. She couldn't help but ran forward, grabbed Song Mo's robe, and said anxiously: "Sister Yan is a girl, you can't make it known to everyone." Song Mo's eyebrows lingered with anger, he thought for a moment, and clicked. nod. Dou Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Yi came carrying Song Mo's bow. There was a rapid sound of horse hooves outside the door. Everyone¡¯s eyes followed the sound. I saw Chen Jia running in from the gate with a pale face. Seeing the scene in the yard, he was slightly startled, and his expression quickly became excited. He cupped his fists towards Song Mo and said, "Sir, I'll go with you!" Song Mo was riding on the horse, looking down at Chen Jia with eyes as cold as ice, and was speechless for a long time. Chen Jia was stunned. Song Mo said coldly: "Just now, the King of Liao sent someone to ask for A Yan to be his wife. I politely refused, and A Yan was kidnapped. Are you still coming with me?" The rosiness on Chen Jia's face faded. He was completely clean, and his face was a bit paler than before. He slowly knelt down in front of Song Mo, solemnly gave Song Mo three bites, and said solemnly: "Sir, please take me with you!" Song Mo curled up his lips and smiled, then rode out. Mansion. Xia Lian and others followed up with a splash. Dou Zhao, who was surrounded by maids, and Chen Jia, who was kneeling alone in the middle of the yard, were left behind. Dou Zhao's eyes became wet, and he whispered to Chen Jia: "Swords and guns have no eyes, be careful." Chen Jia bowed to Dou Zhao and ran out of the British palace. Dou Zhao couldn't help but look up at the sky, let out a long breath, and a happy smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.