The Delicate Lady Coroner

After Bo Ruoyou left, Huo Weilou leaned back in his chair and said nothing.

Father Fu frowned and said, "It's not news from the palace, why did Lord Hou burn the letter?" After a pause, Father Fu asked suspiciously, "Could it be news related to Youyou?"

The night outside the window was heavy, and the river breeze slapped on the window lattice, as if it was about to rain. This added a gloomy color between the eyebrows of Huo Wei Building. He said coldly: "The person who made the official marriage with the Lin family back then was indeed The Bo family has three bedrooms."

Father Fu suddenly said, "That means, it should be Youyou who married Lin Gongzi."

Such rhetoric made Huo Weilou a little dissatisfied. He raised his eyebrows coldly. "But she didn't write the marriage letter back then. Later, her parents died and left Bo Mansion. The marriage fell to the grandfather's daughter. Lin Huai naturally knew the inside story. But after all, Lin Huai is also a layman. The daughter of Sanfang is an abandoned son of the Bo Mansion. Of course, she is not as decent as a daughter of Dafang."

"and……"

Huo Weilou's words were broken, and there was a bit of hesitation in her eyes, "She was forced to leave Bo Mansion that year because her two uncles invited Taoist priests to make surveys for her. The Taoist priests said she was a murderous character, and her parents were condemned by her. Just died."

Father Fu took a breath, "What? It means that she killed her parents? Youyou was only five years old, and she was a young child who didn't know anything. How could they bear such a crime on her? On?"

The letter paper has been burned out, and Huo Weilou's eyes swept across the ashes, and his tone was cold, "When she left Bo Mansion that year, she said she was going to change her life, but for some reason, she followed her adoptive father and mother to Qingzhou. "

Huo Weilou's words stopped at this point, but his eyes were a little cold, and he asked Father Fu, "Do you know that she still has a younger brother?"

Father Fu was surprised when he heard this, "Youyou still has a younger brother?"

Huo Weilou narrowed his eyes and nodded, "However, she died in an accident more than ten years ago, probably before the death of her parents."

Father Fu took a breath, "Of course the old slave didn't know this. The third master of the Bo family was walking around in the imperial courtyard and the old slave was driving with him at that time. This gave him some impression. As for the fact that he had a daughter, It was also because of accidental hearings, but the young master’s affairs are unknown, how come the relatives around Youyou are not alive now?"

Father Fu sighed a bit, and frowned, "That's why her uncle and second uncle have caused some horrible things because of this? It's strange that she left Bo Mansion and went to Qingzhou at a young age. How did they treat a little girl? So cruel?"

Father Fu sighed again and again, "If the fate is not fate, the Second Highness made a marriage, which means that the wife of the Anqing Hou Mansion and the child in the belly are both nobles, and the Second Highness is a natural relationship, but now, Anqing Hou Mansion That kind of tragedy happened and the marriage was broken. These fate is nothing but framed rhetoric."

Bo Ruoyou's parents died, and a younger brother died at an early age. A five-year-old child was accused of killing his parents and driven out of his uncle. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed Mrs. My heart, I gave such a title to a kid who didn't know anything."

Having said that, Father Fu thought of something as if he said: "The old slave was quite faintly talking about it, saying that someone used to tell her a fortune telling her that she would not live to be eighteen years old—"

Huo Weilou's sword eyebrows raised slightly, "I will not live to be eighteen years old?"

Father Fu nodded, "She said very casually, and the old slave didn't ask much. It seemed that Youyou didn't seem to care very much. She didn't know these things at the time. Oh, it was really distressing."

Huo Weilou immediately remembered the horror on her face when she rescued Bo Ruoyou for the first time. At that time, she felt that it was normal for a little girl to be frightened, but now that she thinks about it, she felt that she was a little more afraid at that time.

Huo Weilou snorted coldly.

Father Fu sighed, "So what's the plan for Master Hou? Besides, the relationship with the Lin family is faint. Even if Shi Lang Lin has a balance, as long as you speak, how dare he refute you?"

Huo Weilou raised his eyes and glanced at Father Fu, "She has no support, even if she is married to the Lin family, what can she do?"

Father Fu opened his mouth, hesitatingly said: "Can't you be a supporter of Youyou? If you speak, Young Master Lin will not treat Youyou harshly because of your face."

"Do her rely on her to marry her into the Lin family?" Huo Weilou said lightly, but said: "This matter will be discussed after returning to Beijing. You know the Lin family's affairs, so you don't need to tell her for now."

Father Fu scrutinized Huo Weilou suspiciously, "Did Lord Hou have other plans?"

Huo Weilou heard the words unpredictably, but he didn't say much. Father Fu stared at Huo Weilou for a moment, and he stopped talking: "Is it possible that Lord Hou...really to Youyou..."

Huo Wei was calm on the floor and couldn't see what it meant for a while. Father Fu said with a bitter face: "My Lord Hou told Youyou to do small things every day. Although they were small things, they were specially ordered by Youyou. The maidservant, Lord Hou, never used it, even other princess princesses. Lord Hou also rarely has a good face, but now..."

Huo Weilou was silent.

When Mr. Fu saw this, he said: "Master Hou gave me a right word. The old slave was a little frightened when he thought of this. You don't say anything, and the old slave doesn't know what it means. You said that you thought it was used by You You. Thank you, although you are harsh to your subordinates, but you have taken care of them a lot. The old slave believed it, but the news of your daily urging of the capital in the past two days, the old slave sees that you are clearly waiting for someone to investigate your faint life experience. Knowing that Youyou's marriage was tampered with, but he didn't plan to tell Youyou."

Father Fu looked resentful, "Although your face is indistinct, you can't deceive the old slave when you act. Do you still say that you don't have other thoughts about Youyou? You are the least happy to have a woman waiting by your side. If you didn't give birth to other thoughts, why find some excuses to let Youyou be in front of you?"

Father Fu finished speaking and waited for Huo Weilou to retort lightly, saying that he was just appreciating Bo Ruoyou knowing how to advance and retreat, but that he was cherishing talent, or watching her alone take care of her...

But Huo Weilou was silent for a few moments and then said: "I really don't want Lin's marriage to fall on her."

Father Fu widened his eyes, "Then you are..."

Huo Weilou's eyes drooped slightly, falling on the black jade finger of his left hand, "She is a little different."

Father Fu opened his mouth, "You...what do you mean?"

Huo Weilou was impatient when he was asked. He raised his eyes and looked at Father Fu like a fool. At this moment, Father Fu couldn't be sure, and he understood very well. His eyes gradually shone and brightened. After a while, A few tears came out with excitement, "My Lord Hou, you are finally getting acquainted, Youyou is indeed lovable!"

Speaking of Father Fu, he said in an angry tone: "Then you were still serious..."

"I really didn't want to do anything before." Huo Weilou said, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and there was an old and deep color between his eyebrows and eyes.

Father Fu said joyfully: "Now then--"

Huo Weilou looked over with a cold eye, "Now I just don't want to help her get back some wicked family affairs."

Father Fu's expression was stagnant, "Are you still not making up your mind?"

Huo Weilou retracted his gaze, with a solemn and calm expression, "What's your decision? It's a person who has emotions and desires. Although she is different from the woman next to her, it's not necessary for her. If it's just a little thought, she will endure it and pass. "

The young man was in a high position and did not dare to show his joy and anger on his face. As time passed, he pressed his emotions and desires deeply into his heart like a cultivating ascetic monk, and those wind and frost swords forced him to cultivate a cast of iron. The body and bones, when he is strong and unshakable, the heart will naturally not be easily tempted.

People of the same age were still having fun when he was young. He has begun to practice archery and horses. After he was more than ten years old, he went to the battlefield. He was under his control. Everyone thought he wanted to hold the military power, but he was willing to return to the capital. In charge of the embroiderer, under one person, above ten thousand, his ambition once grew like a vine, but after all, he never made a mistake.

People live forever, love, hate, greed and ignorance are all desires. He Huo Weilou can go to the point where he is today because of his extreme self-control and never been eroded by desires. Now, how can he lose control because of one person?

Shinobi passed.

The word sensibility was clearly written on Huo Weilou’s face. At this moment, Father Fu felt a little distressed. He had no choice but to speak, but he thought that Huo Weilou’s words and deeds were very important, and he knew that he could inquire about this matter. , But there is no way to advise.

Huo Weilou has his own rules and regulations. Even if he can indulge one or two times, how can Bo Ruoyou, who is already in a rough life, stand up to the entanglement here? Duke Fu had a lot of worries when he questioned Huo Weilou. But when I think about it carefully, it's not unfounded.

Duke Fu's heart was heavy, but he raised his eyes to look at Huo Weilou, but he saw that his expression was not unusually cold. It seemed that such patience was unusual for him. Duke Fu sighed. Patience is a painful thing, even if he gets used to it. It's hard to endure, and looking at the behavior of these few days, can you really bear it?

...

Bo Ruoyou found that Father Fu was treating her better and better. When she got up and went downstairs the next day, Father Fu came up to inquire about her daily food, clothing, housing and transportation preferences. When she arrived at the tea shop, she was sent to her. I like the cakes, and there is a lot of care between words.

Bo Ruoyou was a little suspicious. After seeing the Huo Wei Building for a long time, he asked, "Why don't you see Lord Hou today?"

Father Fu saw how much she was concerned about Huo Weilou, and he said casually: "Houl has always been concerned about business. He has been reading about Wang Qingfu's case in the past two days, and it was quite difficult to sleep. Last night I slept very late, most of today. Get up later."

Bo Ruoyou's complexion changed slightly, she didn't know anything else, but Huo Weilou's light sleep was probably true, and if it weren't for this, it wouldn't be hurt that night.

Bo Ruoyou hurriedly said: "If you have trouble sleeping, you can ask the pulse, and then make a prescription. It will be helpful to adjust for some days." He paused and said, "Master Hou has important responsibilities, so take care. That's it."

Father Fu looked at her and sighed, "These are useless. I have tried them before, but they are not helpful. On the contrary, Hou Ye feels that doing useless things disturbs him. Since he went on the battlefield, Hou Ye has been almost It hasn’t been an Ann’s birthday in ten years. It seems to us quite uncomfortable, but he has become accustomed to it.”

Bo Ruoyou was a little lost for a while, Huo Weilou was a person who slept with a knife, and he had countless concerns in his heart, and he was also worried about his life from time to time. The three characters of Wu Zhaohou were really heavier than a thousand catties.

Seeing her look sinking, Father Fu asked, "How does Youyou feel about Lord Hou?"

Bo Ruoyou regained his senses, and said: "Hou Ye is fascinated by the affairs of the country. Although he has a reputation for compelling people, but for the people, it is a blessing for the people of the Zhou Dynasty to rule the court for the country and the people. "

Father Fu laughed, "I didn't let you say this."

Bo Ruoyou tilted his head for a while, "Master Hou looked at strangers not to come near, but he was very good to his subordinates. They were the daughters of the people. Thanks to Master Hou who took care of them all the way, he deserves to be lenient and benevolent in terms of temperament. Thanks to working with Master Hou, the ladies are at ease."

Father Fu's eyebrows twitched slightly, "How can you learn from him? You are not his subordinate..."

Bo Ruoyou said frankly: "That's because the people are women, so they are no different from their subordinates."

She was generous, but Father Fu looked rather displeased. Bo Ruoyou obviously never thought of anything else. He really regarded Huo Weilou as the top peak. This is the journey, and I don’t know if he thinks it’s wrong. Abandon.

Gong Fu said: "We will be in the capital in two days..."

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes, it's finally here."

Father Fu's eyes rolled, "When the time comes, our family will return to the Hou Mansion with Lord Hou."

Bo Ruoyou didn't notice his answer, "This time the father-in-law and Hou Ye went south and went to Luozhou, and now they are returning by water. It is really exhausting, and I must be very tired. After returning, I can have a good rest. "

Father Fu moved his lips, but he couldn't speak for a while. He looked at Bo Ruoyou with a calm look. He only felt that an iron tree was so easy to bloom, but the level of inefficiency in front of him was no less than that of the old iron tree. There was a headache for a while, but looking at Bo Ruoyou's clear eyebrows, it was impossible to confuse her with nonsense.

In the evening on this day, Huo Wei Building had never heard about it, and she was mostly in the cabin. She hadn't seen Huo Wei Building all day, but from time to time he heard some Huo Qinghong movements in the corridor. Although she felt that Huo Weilou did not share her joyful comfort, she still had a faint sense of emptiness in her heart.

When the night fell, Bo Ruoyou saw Father Fu walking out of Huo Wei's building as soon as he left the house. The two met each other, and Bo Ruoyou subconsciously asked, "What's your father-in-law's order?"

This question was about Father Fu, but the person who ordered it was Huo Weilou, and Father Fu shook his head, "It's nothing, the night is getting dark, quiet and quiet earlier, it seems that there was a cold spring in the past two days, and the night was quite cold. Don't catch a cold."

Father Fu's concern warmed Bo Ruoyou's heart. She thanked her before returning. She rested earlier as Father Fu said, but when she lay in the warm silk blanket, she always felt the bottom of her heart. There was a weird feeling. After so many days on the ship, this was the first time I hadn't seen Huo Wei Building all day.

However, the errand was finished, and when they arrived at the Gyeonggi Ferry, they had to split their way.

Bo Ruoyou fell asleep while thinking about it. She is a stable temper and rarely does fearless worries. The failure to see Huo Weilou made her feel weird, but it was nothing but a strange feeling. A smear of smoky sorrow, the sleepiness disappeared as soon as he came on.

Since there is only one day to go to the Gyeonggi Ferry, the group started packing their luggage at noon the next day. Although Huowei Building was a light car, they received a lot of letters along the way and some personal documents. It took some effort to pack it up.

At dusk, thinking that he was about to reach the capital, Bo Ruoyou stood within the railing, staring at the direction of the bow.

When she left Beijing, she was only five years old. Although she had some impressions of the prosperity of the capital, those impressions were faint and could not outline the shape of the capital. Moreover, ten years had passed. What does the capital look like today?

When Huo Weilou opened the door, he saw Bo Ruoyou standing a few steps away, with his face turned toward the bow, leaving only a back for him. His hands on the door paused and his steps stopped.

Bo Ruoyou is in front of people, has always been gentle and quiet, but she is rarely seen so dazed, with delicate brows frowning, and a pair of misty eyes. After all, she is a seventeen-year-old girl, how calm and facing the unknown There are also worries about his fortune.

Before Huo Weilou could react, people had stepped forward, and the sound of footsteps stunned Bo Ruoyou. She turned abruptly, her pink face was like jade reflected in the afterglow, and the ink hair on her cheeks dangled, drawing a soft arc.

"Master Hou——"

Bo Ruoyou's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved, with a soft smile.

Huo Weilou looked at her and said, "You and Father Fu said that when you arrive at the Gyeonggi Ferry, you are going to part ways with us?"

This was mentioned by Bo Ruoyou and Father Fu this morning. After arriving at the Gyeonggi Ferry, there is still a half-day trip to enter the capital. Huo Weilou thought that they could continue to travel together.

Bo Ruo said quietly: "Yes, the foster father sent his servant into Beijing before he left. He arrived in the capital to clean up his old house one month in advance. He is already waiting at the ferry. Delay Hou Ye's itinerary."

Huo Weilou looked at her. Seeing her words were in harmony with her, her expression was clear. He really couldn't see the slightest bit of dissatisfaction, so he twisted his brows and looked at her wrist, "What happened to the wrist injury?"

Bo Ruoyou lifted his cuffs for a while, "Don't worry, Lord Hou, it's all right..."

Indeed, the bruises disappeared, the purple-green color disappeared, and now the wound was again a piece of porcelain-like soft white and delicate. Just a glance reminded Huo Weilou of how he suppressed her on the couch.

He withdrew his gaze and didn't say much, just saying: "Your recommendation will be sent directly to Jingzhao's Mansion. You are settled, but you can go to see Jingzhaoyin. Now Jingzhaoyin's name is Sun Zhao, and he has done it. For five years, the chief official of the Jingzhao Palace has a very good manner in his conduct, and there are also talents above the officials. When you see him, he will take care of you."

Bo Ruoyou was really grateful when he heard that, and he couldn't help but blessed his body, "Thank you, Lord Hou, Lord Hou is really a noble person of the people."

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows, "How do you say?"

"Master Hou also saved the lives of civilian women."

Hearing the words, Huo Weilou suddenly thought of what was said on the letter paper, and looked at Bo Ruoyou's eyes for a moment. After a while, he slowly asked: "If you don't say Benhou, you have forgotten it." Asked her, "How can I repay my life-saving grace?"

Bo Ruoyou listened for a moment, waiting to think about how to answer, but Huo Weilou said to himself: "Don't worry, you will always report."

...

The boat was traveling a bit fast this night. Bo Ruoyou woke up the next morning and found that the scenery on both sides of the river was quite different. Earlier, the scenery on both sides of the river was the opposite of the green hills, but now he can see that there are farmland villages along the river. Farther away, there are thousands of miles of fertile fields, endless, and there are faint shadows of villages and towns far away.

At noon, the villages on the river bank became clearly identifiable, and further northward, you could see the more prosperous market towns dotted around. Bo Ruoyou stood on the side of the ship and took a deep breath. She knew that this was the ferry.

Gyeonggi Ferry is half a day away from the capital. It is the main hub of the southern waterway of the capital. Before you get there, you can see a lot of buildings and boats. Amidst the gentle bends of the water, there are many buildings and boats. Inside, during the period, there were row upon row of passenger ships and cargo ships.

With the approach of the Shenjialou boat, there is still half a mile away from the shore, and you can see the crowds on the pier and the towns with carved beams further away. Looking at the lively appearance, the prosperity of the imperial capital seems to be near. .

Huo Qinghong happily stood on the ship’s side and yelled twice. The dullness over the past few days made him look a little bit depressed. Now he is finally going to the capital city. Naturally, his frustration has been swept away. He ran down immediately, and Bo Ruoyou helped Cheng Yunzhi walk to the back.

On the deck on the first floor, Shen Ya was waiting by his side. When the ship slowly entered the pier and stopped steadily, he personally sent him to Huo Wei Building. Huo Wei Building knew what he was thinking and gave him a few words of approval, and then led a group of people off the ship. .

Huo Qinghong was happiest when he set foot on the land of Gyeonggi. Soon, the attendants who came to greet them found them. Except for the carriage for Ming Guilan, everyone else walked on horseback, Bo Ruoyou and Cheng Yunzhi. Time came up to say goodbye.

Huo Weilou didn't say much, just said: "I have left two embroidered clothes for you, and I will leave after entering Beijing to **** you to the mansion."

Bo Ruoyou still wanted to decline, but Huo Weilou's order was beyond doubt, and he went on the horse after he said that, and he did not give her the opportunity to decline. Fu Gonggong and Ming Guilan told her to resign, and Huo Qinghong also came up. After getting off the horse, a freshly clothed angry horse shouted: "Youyou, let's see you in the capital—"

Watching them leave, the servants who came to pick up Bo Ruoyou and Cheng Yunzhi were also quickly found. The father and daughter got into the carriage, exchanged greetings with the butler of Liangshu Uncle, and set off for the capital.

They are not in a hurry, but they are also leisurely. They only saw the shadow of the capital city at sunset. The afterglow of melting gold covered the sky. Under the sky, the city gate was towering, with flags spreading, and the dynasties of all nations were everywhere. Looking at this magnificent city that had been standing for hundreds of years in the northern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Bo Ruoyou finally set off a little wave in his heart.

This is the place where she was born, and after ten years, she finally returned.

Bo Ruoyou lifted the veil of his driving car, leaned on the window and looked at the approaching gate tower. While he was immersed in the complexity of returning to his homeland, he suddenly saw a line of plain funerals coming out under the gate. Team.

The funeral was mournful, and there were many mourners. The carriage had to pull over for a while, and when it set out again, the last ray of sky was hidden in the night.

The carriage entered from the city gate and passed through the darkness of the doorway. Soon, the day-like lights of Weiyang in the capital slammed into Bo Ruoyou's eyes. She squinted her eyes, and the light and shadows shattered her eyes. feel.