Rao Tu closed her eyes, she could smell the man's breath, like the pine trees in the mountains in autumn, when the sun was shining, it gave off an elegant and dry smell.

After the man ran her wildly for a while, the air around her was thick with green bamboo, and she had reached a remote mountain forest.

The man slowed down, brushing aside the bamboo branches blocking the way, and said with a smile: "Lao Tu is so calm, she really has some insight."

Rao Tu opened her eyes and couldn't see the man's face under the moonlight, but she was sure that he was a handsome and elegant person. From his words, she could feel that he was definitely in high spirits when he spoke.

"Along the way, the young master's hands are too disciplined, the flower thief is not like this." Rao Tu said softly.

The man smiled casually and looked down at the hand he was putting on her waist, "Girl, are you reminding me how to be light on you?"

"I know who you are." Rao Tu did not gag with him, but took the lead.

"Oh?" He was a little surprised, "Let's hear it."

"You are the most incompetent grandson of Mr. Nangong, Nangong Yiwu."

The man's footsteps paused slightly, and then smiled: "Only half right."

Rao Tu said: "At least in the eyes of the old gentleman, you are very incompetent."

Nangong Yiwu sighed, "Could it be that the girl can know arithmetic."

"Mr. Nangong stopped me in the street and called me a fake. It was a pretense to smash me with a bronze mace. It's true that you come and rob me."

Nangong Yiwu couldn't help but reached out and touched his chin, he felt a little desperate, "Do I look so much like that old man?"

"Not like it."

Just as Nangong Yiwu was about to let go of his dangling heart, Rao Tu added a sentence that made him almost vomit blood, "You are not as upright and awe-inspiring as Mr. Nangong. Compared with Mr. Old, you are really inferior."

Nangong Yiwu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he deliberately emphasized his tone and said ruthlessly, "Little beauty, are you not afraid that I'll get you out of here in a fit of anger?"

A bit of self-mockery flashed in Rao Tu's eyes, "The old gentleman hates me so much, if the son dares to do this, I'm afraid he will never be able to enter Nangong's house again."

Nangong Yiwu chuckled, "Girl, I'm still not the same as that old stubborn. At least I didn't dislike you at all, but I still like you a little bit."

"Sir, be careful."

Nangong Yiwu let go of the hand that hugged Raotu, took a few steps back and looked her up and down, "As expected, there is no such beauty in the world."

Rao Tu nodded slightly, "May I ask what your plan is, sir? Do you push me off the cliff, or just stab me to death?"

"Which way does the girl like to die?"

"I don't like dying."

"Hey! I can't do the tricky thing... Can I ask the girl something?"

"Speaking."

"How do you know I'm Nangong Yiwu?"

Rao Tu pointed to the purse around his waist, "Next time the young master comes out to rob people, don't bring so many burdens. Even if you can't give it up, don't embroider your name on these things."

Nangong Yiwu touched the purse on his waist, he laughed dumbly, "I don't know which girl sewed it, and the name of the purse is embroidered, and it's too small!"

"Shen Zhu will be here soon. My maid's skills are not bad. The young master is running out of time." Rao Tu looked up at the sky, the moon was round, after all, it was winter, and the coolness was chilling.

Nangong Yiwu wondered: "If I don't complete the mission of the old man, I will be stripped of a layer of skin when I go back. It's okay not to kill you. You can save face for the old man."

Rao Tu looked at him, a little puzzled.

Nangong Yiwu explained patiently: "Look, Shen Zhu wants to marry you as a concubine, and the Confucian scholars in the Imperial College are indignant, and the old man Nangong blocks the road and reprimands them. It must have some effect. If the girl shows up in Shen's house tomorrow, wouldn't the old man stop people in the street? It doesn't work at all? In front of the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, it's too embarrassing."

Rao Tu smiled helplessly: "Young master can speak bluntly... The scenery here is good, and it is also a wonderful thing to live in a hut, Rao Tu will not leave for the time being."

Nangong Yiwu was overjoyed when he heard the words, slapped his palms and smiled: "The girl really is a wonderful person with a clear mind! You live here alone as a girl, it doesn't seem very safe, do you want to stay with you for a while?"

"No, if you don't want to meet Master Shen, you should leave quickly."

Nangong Yiwu was a little disappointed, and clasped his fists, "I'm abrupt tonight, farewell!"

As soon as the voice fell, others were like a gust of wind, drifting away in the thick night, disappearing.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Rao Tu's mouth, secretly thinking that this person is obviously the only grandson of Nangong Rumu, but he is not half bookish.

Undoubtedly, he is a genuinely lovely person.

She didn't think of Shen Zhu, and thought that he was also a handsome young man when he was young, but she knew that he was never a high-spirited young man.

At that time, she didn't understand that her husband actually had deep loneliness and hatred in his heart. She didn't understand it, but she was often worried that he would burst into tears.

The wind blew the bamboo leaves, rustling, and Shen Zhu came on a horse. Seeing her standing alone in the wind, the figure under the moon's shadow was too slender, and he couldn't help shrinking.

The old wound was aching, he covered his chest, rolled over and dismounted. She heard the sound and wiped the tears on her face, turned her head, and gave him a warm smile.

The two looked at each other and said nothing to each other. After a long time, Shen Zhu hurried forward a few steps, wrapped Rao Tu tightly in his cloak with the smell of wind and cold grass, and he murmured in pain, "Aheng. …”

Rao Tu's heart trembled, and then she smiled nonchalantly: "How does your lord know my nickname?"

"Aheng...is that your nickname?" Shen Zhu's voice was trembling. At this moment, even he didn't know whether he wanted her to be Xu Heng.

"Young master, did you see the small print behind the pair of crescent pendants?"

"Aheng, are you Aheng?" Shen Zhu held her shoulders tightly, almost crushing her slender shoulder bones.

Rao Tu snorted, "Young Master, you hurt Rao Tu."

Shen Zhu stared at her slightly confused eyes, there seemed to be a loud bang, his heart was broken, his eyes were red, and he said stubbornly: "You said, you are Ah Heng."

"Yes, slave is Ah Heng, Ah Heng is slave's nickname... um..."

Before she could finish speaking, his hot lips were pressed against her, blocking what she was about to say.

His hand dipped into her clothes, lingering on the scars, feeling the honest response of the woman's body in his arms, he stopped, looked at her eyes full of stars and tears, and pushed her He hugged his horse and galloped straight towards the barren temple on the distant mountains.

With a bang, the temple door was kicked open, and the door slammed against the wall making a creaking sound. The two tumbled to an open space at the back of the palace, and he rushed into the delicate woman's body, as if to rub her into his soul.

The ambiguous voice floated up and down in the darkness, and after a long time, the heavy breathing gradually subsided.

Rao Tu's blue silk was scattered, huddled in the man's arms, her broken hair stuck to her forehead, and her cheeks were red as if they had been coated with a fine rouge paste.

Shen Zhu took a few breaths for her, and she gradually recovered, exhausted and unable to even move a finger.

The moonlight fell on Rao Tu's face through the broken window. She stared at the full moon in the sky, and a line of hot tears slid from the corner of her eyes...

Shen Zhu wiped away the tears for her, seeing her like this, only felt that all the insides were burnt, don't know why.

He kissed the tears on her face, lingered on her wounds, and while scolding her for what she deserved, he hugged her tightly, "You are mine, only mine! From now on, no one will want to take you away!"

In that trembling tyranny, there is actually some humble begging hidden in it.

Rao Tu smiled softly at him, "Sir, I'm cold."

Shen Zhu wrapped her tightly with a robe, and wrapped her hair with scattered blue silk, "The tide is on the ground, let's go back."

He picked up Rao Tu, Rao Tu asked, "Where are you going?"

"go home."

"I won't go back, there are people in the Shen residence that I don't want to see."

He looked at her, and suddenly there was a bit of jealousy in his eyes, "Isn't it because you promised Nangong Yiwu?"

Rao Tu buried himself in his arms, and said in a sullen voice, "Your Excellency should have guessed that the person who robbed me was Nangong Yiwu. Going back now, I will not only lose my trust in Young Master Nangong, but also make old Mr. Nangong lose his dignity. The old gentleman is an arrogant and arrogant person, if he gets angry because of this, why bother?"

Shen Zhu snorted coldly, "If you are not trustworthy, you are not allowed to make any promises with other men in the future!" The tone of his voice, orders are better than discussions.

Rao Tu didn't say anything, just gritted her teeth and looked at him with an elusive expression.

Shen Zhu glanced down at her, "Aren't you convinced?" He put the rune dagger that nearly killed him back into Rao Tu's hands, "This is your dagger."

Rao Tu smiled sweetly and said softly, "Aren't you afraid that I will stab a hole in you again?"

"What's the pain of death?" Shen Zhu sighed in his heart. He no longer struggled with Rao Tu and Xu Heng. She was her and not her, so what did it matter to him?

These days she is in the princess's mansion, and he can't sleep at night, and his dreams are broken, and he already thinks very clearly. What he wanted was Xu Heng's misty shadow, and Rao Tu's genuine laughter and anger.

He couldn't tell the difference.

He carried the woman onto the horse's back and wrapped it in his heavy cloak. The horse walked briskly on the mountain path, Rao Tu said sullenly, "I'm very soft, I just want to find a stable place to take care of. Take a break, don't go back to the Shen residence."

She buried herself in his chest, and when she spoke, the warm and sweet breath penetrated into his neck, and he froze, clenching the reins and saying, "There is a Kuaixue Mountain Villa nearby, let's go there."

Rao Tu let out an "um", but the horse suddenly stopped walking. Rao Tu stuck his head out of the cloak and saw three masked men in black appear on the road ahead.

Rao Tu smiled slightly, raised her head and said to Shen Zhu: "Lord, guess, who are these people?"

Shen Zhu's eyes were calm, he glanced at the three masked men, and said indifferently: "Go back and tell your masters, I have married this woman, so there is no need to troubleshoot!"

The first of the three took a step forward, clasped his fists and said loudly, "Sir Shen, my master doesn't care whether you marry this woman or not."

Shen Zhu sneered, "Oh? Then what is your master asking for?"

The man in black said solemnly, "Master, I want your life!" Before he could finish speaking, a sound of wind cut through the night and was firmly nailed to something.

Shen Zhu picked up Rao Tu and quickly jumped into the nearby jungle, and the accident happened suddenly!

The hillside was steep, and the two of them rolled down the cliff and slammed into the spring stream at the foot of the mountain with a bang.

A black-clothed assassin who was standing on the mountain wanted to go down to check, but was stopped by the man in the lead, "Master didn't let the murderer, Shen Zhu was hit with a poison nail, feel good about him, get out!"

The coolness pierced into the bones, Rao Tu's body was numb, her hands and feet had long since lost consciousness, and the water flowed straight into her nose and mouth. Youyou Dangdang didn't know how long she floated, and suddenly, her arm was firmly grasped, pulling her in one direction.

The water became less and less, and with a clatter, she was pulled out of the water, and the mountain wind blew through her body. Rao Tu took a few breaths, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The man next to him coughed a few times, and slammed his body straight into the water again, splashing huge splashes of water. Rao Tu hurriedly grabbed the corner of Shen Zhu's clothes and tried his best to pull him to the shore.

The shore was full of sharp boulders, and Rao Tu's calf was scratched with a deep, visible wound, dripping with blood, but she didn't realize it, and called "Shen Zhu" several times, but he didn't respond at all.

It was dawn at this time, a white fish belly turned up in the dark blue sky, Rao Tu looked up and looked around, dazed, this was an empty mountain stream.

To her delight, there was a low shadow not far away, like a thatched hut. She gritted her teeth and helped Shen Zhu up, putting almost all of his weight on her shoulders, and walked towards the thatched hut with difficulty step by step.

Outside the house, she shouted a few times, but did not respond. She gently pushed the door, and the decayed door panel smashed into the ground, splashing countless dust.

Rao Tu fanned the ashes, coughed a few times, and immediately smelled a strong musty odor.

Fortunately, it was the musty smell that was uninhabited for a long time, not the smell of rotting corpses. Rao Tu dragged Shen Zhu into the house, grabbed a few handfuls of hay and tossed it for a long time before lighting a small bonfire in the house.

The light of the fire shone on Shen Zhu's face, his eyebrows were locked, his face was pale, Rao Tu took off his wet clothes, and saw a dark bloodstain on the thighs of his middle clothes, and he hurriedly tore the middle clothes to have a look. , saw a faint green iron nail nailed to his thigh, the skin and flesh of the wound were rolled up, and the flesh was deeply penetrated or had penetrated into the bone.

Rao Tu hesitated for a moment, pinched the iron nail that was sticking out of her flesh and wanted to lift it out, but Shen Zhu suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Rao Tu let out a hoot, and was gripped by the man's iron-hoop-like hand, and she said angrily, "It's all this time, can't you save some effort?"

Shen Zhu's lips moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

She attached to his ear and listened carefully for a while, but couldn't hear anything clearly, she snorted: "Are you trying to say don't pull it out? Well, I'll smash a few inches into it, and I can't see the heart. bother."

Shen Zhu's grip on her arm increased a little bit, and at the same time there was a bit of anger on his face, he squeezed out the word "poisonous" from his mouth, and he couldn't speak anymore, and his hand holding Rao Tu was released. .

Rao Tu narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at him with a complicated expression for a while, and suddenly sneered: "Since you are a cold and ruthless person, how can you be gentle and considerate?"

She tore off a piece of cloth from Shen Zhu's coat and wrapped it in her hand, then she grabbed the poison nail and pulled it up suddenly. surge. She waited for the black blood to gradually turn red, and then squeezed a few times, until the blood turned red, and then pulled the cloth to wrap the wound.

During the whole process, Shen Zhu didn't make any other sound except for a muffled groan when he pulled out the nail.

Rao Tu took care of everything, found some dry wood from outside to add fire, and sat in front of the fire to wipe the wounds on her legs.

In the early morning, the sunlight fell into the house through the leak in the roof, Shen Zhu woke up, bowed his head slightly, and saw that she was huddled in his arms in light swearing clothes, breathing shallow. His eyebrows stretched slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

Rao Tu slept very lightly, and immediately opened her eyes when she sensed the movement, and immediately met his smiling clear and handsome eyes. After being in a trance for a moment, she said, "Can you still laugh, my lord?"

Shen Zhu said "um", "Do you have to cry to meet the situation?"

"I think it's almost the same." Rao Tu got up, and Shen Zhu finally saw that she was wearing a bellyband with a large snow back, thin trousers, and a terrifying wound on her calf.

He frowned, his first reaction was to pull her back into his arms, and just as he reached out to touch her hair, she turned sideways to dodge, then picked up the clothes that were drying on the rack and draped them over her body.

Seeing her wearing clothes so casually, Shen Zhu became more and more charming and charming, his face turned dark, and he ordered: "Get dressed!"

Rao Tu glanced at him, "What's the matter with you?" Instead of being docile in the past, it turned out to be an arrogant tone.

Shen Zhu couldn't help but get slightly angry: "You don't understand the three obediences and the four virtues?"

Rao Tu smiled and picked up a thin book from the ground that was wrinkled by blisters, and opened it in front of him.

She smiled and said, "Look, my lord, this is the letter of appointment you gave to Ratu, can you still recognize it now? Since there is no letter of appointment, Ratu is not your woman, so why judge me?"

Shen Zhu clenched his fists and wanted to get up, but was surprised to find that his legs couldn't move.

Rao Tu looked at the wound on his leg and said calmly, "This mountain stream is empty. Before we go out, you have to rely on me for food, drink and Lazarus, so it's you who see my face."

Shen Zhu took a long breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly: "Okay...Okay! Rao Tu, if you have the ability, don't go out for the rest of your life."

Rao Tu smiled slightly, "This is exactly what the little girl means. The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and it is also a beautiful thing in the world to accompany elegant people like adults to grow old here."

Shen Zhu was stunned for a moment, and the anger in his heart disappeared. Rao Tu's words made his heart move.

Wouldn't it be a beautiful thing to retreat to the forest and spring, make tea with snow water, make wine with pine flowers, and be accompanied by beautiful women?

Rao Tu got up and walked in and out of the thatched hut. When she saw that there was a kang in the inner room, there was actually a quilt on the kang. She walked over and opened it. The bedding was repeatedly wet, and the spots were moldy.

She rolled up the quilt and carried it out, causing Shen Zhu to frown, "What are you doing?"

"Go wash the quilt, Shen Lang doesn't want to be frozen to death, right?"

Shen Zhu, who had suffered from these scornful eyes, couldn't help feeling sullen, watching her hug the tattered quilt and go to the stream outside. He couldn't have a seizure for a while, but he felt that she had some talent for housekeeping.

Poor Shen Huangmen, listening to the sound of her smashing clothes beside the stream, my mind turned around for a while, it was really a thousand feelings in my heart, when did he get so abysmal? Even a slender woman can't stop it!

With a wooden stick, Rao thumped the quilt several times and washed it for a long time. After the mildew was lightly and thoroughly washed away, she squeezed out half of the water and spread the wet quilt on the big stone. , to dry in the sun.

After doing this, it took a long time to search the neighborhood for a long time. The rocks were rugged and empty, except for some bushes with berries growing.

She picked berries, and on the way back, she accidentally found a pool of water that was steaming hot. When she got closer, it turned out to be a hot spring.

She was overjoyed and walked back to the thatched hut to see Shen Zhu sitting by the wall, the bonfire had been burnt out. He closed his eyes, frowned slightly, wearing only a middle coat, which was hanging far away on the opposite shelf.

Rao Tu walked over to check the wound on his leg, and saw that the wound was red and swollen, and the tentacles were hot. Shen Zhu slowly opened his eyes and said feebly, "Are you going to freeze me to death?"

Rao Tu smiled apologetically, and hurriedly picked up the clothes on the opposite side and put them on him, "How do I know, the lord is paralyzed, and he can't even climb over to grab a piece of clothes."

Shen Zhu finally couldn't help his anger, "Ignorance woman! What is this paralysis?"

Rao Tu smiled and said: "The ignorant woman really doesn't understand, and she doesn't know what paralysis is. I only know that it is difficult for adults to act at this time, and I have to rely on me for everything."

Shen Zhu frowned and stared at her for a while, Rao Tu was already ready to accept his vicious words, but he didn't say anything.

She stuffed one of the berries into his mouth, Shen Zhu chewed it, it was bitter and astringent, and he wanted to spit it out immediately.

Rao Tu said lightly: "You spit it out, you will be hungry all day today."

Shen Zhu choked, just about to have a seizure, but the berry slipped into his throat, and he had no choice but to swallow it.

Rao Tu said with a smile: "Shen Lang is really good!"

Shen Zhu thought for a while, then smiled instead of anger, "Ratu, remember."

Rao Tu nodded, "Remember." While speaking, he shoved a few berries into his mouth.

Shen Zhu chewed a few mouthfuls slowly, then swallowed it slowly, his eyes fell on her slender fingers that were red with cold, and said lightly: "There should be a stove under the pile of dead wood outside.

Raotu looked out the window and knew that the dead wood pile should have been a stove before, and it fell into disrepair.

Recalling that she had seen workers laying fire dragons in the alleys of the city before, she dug out a rusty shovel, followed the pipes of the kang in the house, opened up the previously blocked place, and burned a few sticks of firewood in the stove. After a while, there was indeed some heat on the kang in the house.

It's just not good at all. The kang is cracked somewhere, and while there is heat, there is also a choking smoke coming out. At this time, Shen Zhu had already been helped by Rao Tu on the kang, and was choked by the smoke.

Rao Tu caressed his back and said, "I'd rather choke to death than freeze to death, let's bear it."

Shen Zhu looked at this stupid woman helplessly, and said angrily, "Go outside and add some mud to block the gap underneath!"

His tone was as tough as ever, and Rao Tu seemed to be smiling rather than smiling.

Having said that, it was time to get off the kang. dug some mud from the ground outside and blocked the cracks on the kang a little bit.

Without the choking smell of smoke, the kang gradually heated up, but Rao Tu was very embarrassed, with a few coal black spots on her face, a few mud spots on her face, and the original color of her hands was no longer visible.

Shen Zhu frowned, his face full of disgust, he raised his sleeves to wipe her face, and then flicked off the mud.

Rao Tu didn't notice his soft eyes, was reminded by this, and smiled: "There is a hot spring outside, you wait."

She picked up the Waon in the corner and ran to the hot spring, washed her hands with the sludge, cleaned Waon, filled it with water, and hugged it back.

Shen Zhu reminded: "You will try the hairpin in the water."

According to what Rao said, she dipped the silver hairpin into the water, and after a while, she took it out to see that there was no difference, "Don't worry, sir, the hot spring water here might be cleaner than the well water in your house."

Shen Zhu frowned slightly, knowing what she was referring to, but he didn't bother to argue with her.

Rao Tu wet the cotton cloth to wipe his face, and said, "You still despise me, you don't know what your face looks like."

The cotton towel wiped off the coal black, and Shen Zhu was speechless for a while, and his face turned white and red.

Rao Tu said softly, "Shen Lang, why didn't you speak?"

Shen Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better bless me that these legs will never get better."

She pretended to be scared, "Well, what's up? Are you going to eat me?"

He pulled her back into his arms and said fiercely, "Guess."

Rao Tu threw the cotton towel into the Won, and the wind roamed the house through the broken window. Although it was hot on the kang, the air was still cold, and she could not help shrinking her neck.

Shen Zhu hugged her tightly, picked up the robe and wrapped her tightly. Rao Tu was clinging to his chest, and when she heard his steady heartbeat, it fell into her ears one by one, like thunder.

Her face couldn't help but turn a little red. Many years ago, when she was married for the first time, he was studying hard. In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, his and her snuggling on the kang is now repeated.

The past roams like a cloud, the scenery is the same as before, and the love is gone.

Crazy man, resentful woman.

At the setting sun, the golden afterglow fell on the head of the kang. Suddenly, a day passed. Rao Tu found a rusty needle in a broken cabinet, removed the lines on the clothes and sewed the two men's tattered clothes.

The light fell on her face, and even the light hair showed a warm yellow color. Shen Zhu watched her bow her head and thread the needle and thread quietly, but the stitches on the clothes were really unsightly.

His eyes became a little complicated, and he asked unintentionally: "Since she is the daughter of the Xuanzhou prefecture's governor, she is a lady, and she has never been a female celebrity?"

Rao Tu replied casually: "I went to the Jiaofang Division when I was five years old. I only received etiquette and rules. How did I learn these? Let's make do with it. Although it doesn't look good, it can always keep out the cold."

The understatement of the sentence, but it made his mind tremble, and the pitiful fantasy was extinguished in his heart, and he couldn't help laughing at himself.

How could this woman be Xu Heng? Ah Heng's female celebrity is excellent, besides, Ah Heng's death was what he saw with his own eyes...

Unspeakable complex feelings flooded into heart, and felt lost and relieved.

She, after all, is not Ah Heng.

Then he would not have so many scruples and gaffes.

He looked at the sky outside, the sunset was about to fall, and darkness came in an instant, and his face unknowingly revealed a relaxed state, his eyes were clear, and his thoughts were thousands of miles away.

Rao Tu bit off the needle and thread, draped the wrinkled clothes that were sewed on him, and then got off the kang and walked out the door.

Shen Zhu asked, "Where are you going?"

Rao Tu looked back at him with a smile in the golden light, "Where are you going, do you need to ask Lord Shen for advice?"

The intoxicating smile made Shen Zhu's heart tremble slightly, but he didn't have any seizures for a while.

There is a beautiful woman in a peerless generation, once you look at the city, and then look at the country. How could he not fall for him as a scholar?

It was windy in the mountains, and there was plenty of sunshine in one day. The bedding on the stone was completely dry. Rao Tu retrieved the bedding and found some dry seedlings on the ground nearby, so she pulled some and brought them back.

After tidying up the bed and propping the Shen residence against the quilt, she took out the dry seedlings and asked what it was.

Shen Zhu looked at her hands, "Maybe it's the seedlings of sweet potatoes."

When Rao Tu heard it, she took a shovel to dig, and sure enough, several sweet potatoes were dug out from the ground. She couldn't help but cleaned the mud on the sweet potatoes and went back to bury them in the stove.

Shen Zhu leaned on the dry quilt, watching her busy, bringing a dusty thing from time to time.

He frowned, and although he could smell the sweet potato scent, he still asked, "What is it?"

Raotu peeled off the outer skin, and suddenly a strong fragrance came out. The sweet potato meat inside was roasted golden and soft, and she opened half of it and sent it to Shen Zhu. Shen Zhu hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it.

"Master Shen dislikes it? Give it back to me if you don't eat it."

He calmly took the sweet potato in his hand closer, and said lightly: "You eat so much, aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

Rao Tu raised her eyebrows and chewed slowly while holding her half of the sweet potato.

Shen Zhu hadn't eaten such crude food for a long time, and he was about to finish it. His hands were sticky and it was extremely unbearable.

Rao Tu eats her own food and doesn't mean to give him water to wash her hands at all. Shen Zhu waited for a long time, only to feel that the sugar juice stained on his hands was dry, and she still had more than half of it. He finally couldn't bear it any longer, and said angrily: "Are you looking to eat it all night?"

Rao Tu raised her head and said strangely, "I want to eat for as long as I want, you have to take care of that too?"

Shen Zhu said coldly, "I want to wash my hands."

"If you want to wash your hands, what are you saying to me?"

"you……"

She looked at him without hesitation, "What am I? Lord Shen thought that it was a matter of course for Raotu to serve you?"

Shen Zhu nodded, "Ratu...you're fine..."

Rao Tu pouted, "Don't threaten me, I'm really afraid. After I'm afraid, I'll think of countermeasures. Be careful that I kill people and silence them, so as to avoid future troubles."

Shen Zhu sneered: "Do you know what will happen to a woman who murders her husband in this dynasty?"

Rao Tu stared at him for a long time, nodded and said: "So, I must do it flawlessly, so as not to be caught and imprisoned and sentenced to a miserable end, that is absolutely not good."

Shen Zhu was so angry that he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, Rao Tu looked at him for a long time, smiled sweetly, and rubbed his chest thoughtfully for him, "Don't be annoyed, don't be annoyed, don't you just wash your hands! Let's pour water ."

She sent the rest of the sweet potatoes to Shen Zhu, who didn't answer at first, she smiled, brought the sweet potatoes directly to his mouth, and immediately rubbed his mouth.

Shen Zhu was really annoyed at this time. He couldn't move his feet, but his hands were not broken. He grabbed Rao Tu and pressed her down, and said viciously, "Do you think I really can't control you?"

Rao Tu was pinned down, pushed a few times and couldn't move, and softly said with a smile: "I'm joking, but you are stingy and take it seriously!"

Who in the world could have imagined that the stunningly talented Huang Menlang, Lord Shen, had paralyzed his legs, his mouth was full of sweet potato chips, and he was angry with a little girl?

He sensed the gaffe, and slowly let go, a little frustrated. It seems that even if this woman is not Ah Heng, it is impossible for him to remain elegant and solemn in front of her forever.

Seeing him absent-minded, Ratu restrained the smile on his face, and said pitifully: "Sir, eat the rest, we have eaten the last meal now, so we can't waste it."

"Why don't you eat?"

"Slave has never been able to eat more at night."

Shen Zhu sighed and had no choice but to take half of the sweet potato in her hand. Rao Tu got out of his arms and came back with a wet cotton towel. He had eaten the sweet potato and sat there calmly, his black eyes were as quiet as a deep pool, and he could not see his emotions.

She knew that he had always been such a person, even if he was extremely angry and hated, he knew how to remain calm.

"Isn't Shen Lang tired?" she asked with a smile.

Shen Zhu raised his eyebrows, "What?"

"I mean, are you tired after sitting for a long time?" She sat on the edge of the bed and carefully wiped the sweet potato juice on his hands and mouth.

The sun went down, and the house soon became dark. She helped Shen Zhu to lie down on the bed, and was about to get into the quilt when she suddenly remembered something, hesitated for a moment, and felt a little hard to explain.

Shen Zhu asked, "What?"

"You... do you want a solution?"

Shen Zhu froze for a moment, then closed his eyes and said, "No need for now."

She got into the quilt, snuggled in his arms, and whispered softly in his ear: "Then tell me when you need it, and then tell me."

Shen Zhu froze for a moment, then put his arms around her back.

Some things have become different.

The love for a woman is no longer just the love between men and women. She seems to have spied on some of his privacy, and the relationship between the two has become close.

He resisted, but was nostalgic. Many years ago, he also had such a woman by his side.

The next day, Rao Tu found two wooden sticks for him to use as walking sticks. He barely propped himself out of the house, the light sunlight falling on his handsome face, making his complexion pale.

The sound of springs everywhere was somber, and the sun shrouded the green pine in the distance, reflecting the color of the green pine more and more coldly.

Rao Tu said: "In Wang Wei's poems, I like the phrase 'the sound of the spring and the dangerous stone, the sun is cold and green pine'. This situation and situation are like in the poem."

Shen Zhu said lightly, "That's why ignorant women have a narrow pattern and don't know what a good poem is, and when they see a simple sentence, they fall in love."

Rao Tu was very annoyed when he said one sentence, but there was no way to refute it, so he could only say: "If you talk about poetry, naturally you can't get into Lord Shen's eyes."

The two came to the hot spring, Shen Zhu smelled it carefully, and said in a deep voice: "This spring has yellow slush sand, the smell is very strong, or it can cure poison."

Rao Tu was thinking about the poisonous wound on his leg, but he said, "You have a strange poison in your body. I don't know if soaking it here will cure it."

She didn't speak, she squatted down to test the water temperature, and after a while, she smiled sweetly: "Take care of yourself first."

Shen Zhu let out a "hmm", holding a cane in one hand and starting to untie his belt in the other.

Rao Tu suddenly recovered, took a few steps back, and said in surprise, "What are you doing?"

He removed all his outer shirts, put on his underwear, and showed his chest slightly, then slowly sank into the water with a cane, and sat on a large rock, the spring water just didn't reach his chest.

"When did you get embarrassed like this? It's really rare." He glanced at Rao Tu, blushing quietly, and said sarcastically.

Rao Tu snorted, raised her face and looked at him: "In broad daylight, I'm not ashamed!"

He suddenly wrinkled his brows and pressed the wound on his leg. Rao Tu saw through the water mist that there were actually fine water bubbles around his wound. He moved in his heart and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He shook his head and said with a painful expression, "It's still bearable."

Rao Tu pondered for a while, and also took off her clothes and immersed it in the water. Except for the slight sting of the wound cut by the boulder on her calf, there was no other discomfort on her body, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

There is no solution to the poison. The hot spring water here can detoxify the poison of Shenzhu trauma, but it cannot detoxify the strange poison in his body. She laughed at herself, that's all, since she made the choice, she should suffer the consequences at this time.

She got into the water, a rare place like this, so she simply cleaned her body.

Seeing that her expression was different, Shen Zhu didn't ask any further questions, and silently endured the stinging pain at the wound.

The sun gradually moved overhead, the mist on the water surface gradually disappeared, the water was very clear under the sunlight, the shadows of the two fell on the pebbles at the bottom of the pool, Rao Tu suddenly said: "Take off your underwear and let me wash it, it will be very fast on the stone. It dries."

Shen Zhu frowned, obviously disapproving of this proposal, staring at the clouds in the sky, not intending to pay attention.

Rao Tu picked up his cane and hit the surrounding bamboo branches a few times. Many green bamboo leaves fell on the water and said to Shen Zhu, "Is this all right? Barren mountains and wild ridges, who can see them? "

Shen Zhu closed his eyes and rested, still ignoring him.

Rao Tu was bored and mumbled, "Who wants to wash it for you? Go back and find your sister Qingwei!" She took off her little clothes and started rubbing it.

Hearing this, Shen Zhu opened his eyes and vaguely saw her graceful figure under the bamboo leaves, as well as the red marks on her white jade-like skin, and he couldn't help frowning deeply.

On that day, she received a sword charm from her, and when she was in a trance, she just asked Yang Qian to protect her life, but she did not expect that in the days when she was injured and comatose, Pei Qingwei locked her in the dungeon and whipped her.

Forcibly brushing off the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, he didn't want to think too much about these things, and he didn't dare to think too much. He owed Qingwei, and he would rather believe that Qingwei was not a vicious woman.

Rao Tu wrung out the clothes and hung them on the stone. Suddenly, with a "snack", a wet clothes smashed to the side, splashing countless water. Rao picked up the underwear and trousers in the water, and subconsciously looked at Shen Zhu. go.

Bamboo leaves covered the water, but nothing was seen. She lowered her head and kneaded her clothes, and a faint sandalwood fragrance emanated from Shen Zhu's body.

Everyone in the court knows that Shen Zhu loves Tan, also known as Tan Lang.

Rao Tu was a little lost. Many years ago, despite her father's objections, she married this scholar, and the dowry was just a sandalwood hairpin.

She treasured it for a long time, thought about things and people for a long time, and finally broke the hairpin with her own hands on that rainy night.

Shen Zhu looked at her back indifferently, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the side canyon, and heard footsteps, neither light nor heavy, coming from inside.

He swam to Rao Tu's side like a swimming fish, snatched the half-washed clothes from her hand, wrapped her whole body, and hid behind him.

Rao Tu didn't understand what was going on. She touched his firm and smooth back muscles, which glowed a healthy color in the sun. Her face was slightly red, and she was about to stick her head out to ask, but he reached out and pressed it back.