Luo Zhaoyun returned to Luoyang mansion. As soon as he got off the car and entered the door, a beautiful figure rushed over without hesitation like a moth to the fire.

A gust of fragrance came, and a beautiful and beautiful woman appeared. She looked about twenty years old, with melon-shaped cheeks, thin willow-leaf eyebrows, delicate facial features, wearing a cross-collar, slanted armor, a goose-yellow grass-patterned skirt, and a plum blossom and bamboo leaf pattern. Her temperament has changed. She is no longer a girl who was unconfident before, but now she is beautiful and dignified.

"Alang...Young Master!" Ning Muhe smiled, but there was a little mist in her eyes.

Luo Zhaoyun walked forward. He and Mu He met many years ago. They had the deepest relationship and had depended on each other for life, so their relationship was extraordinary.

He reached out and hugged Ning Muhe, comforted her for a few words, so that she could not cry.

"You are finally back." Mu He said with a little sourness by putting his head close to his shoulder.

Luo Zhaoyun sighed: "Well, I'm back, thank you for your hard work after you've been looking for your home for three years."

Mu He shook his head and said, "It's not hard. It's hard for the young master to fight on the battlefield. After three years of hard and cold land, he will fight against Tuyuhun and make achievements. Which man in the Sui Dynasty can compare with?"

"Okay, let's go home and talk, come and introduce someone, Yiyi, she is here, and you will live in our house in the future. You will know each other before, and get along well in the future, and you will be a family."

Luo Zhaoyun turned around and summoned Xiao Yiyi to come over and let the two meet.

"Sister Yiyi!"

"Sister Mu He."

The relationship between the two women seemed to be better than Luo Zhaoyun imagined. He thought that putting women together would not be jealous.

But unexpectedly, after meeting, they were kind and intimate.

In fact, he didn't know that in the past three years, Luo Zhaoyun was not at home, and Xiao Yiyi and Ning Muhe often met in Yanyulou to talk about his thoughts about missing him. After all, they were all girls, and they were about a man at the same age, so they were still easy to communicate with. In addition, the two girls were not upright and had no relatives and friends. Therefore, they resolved some misunderstandings and barriers, but got along well and understood each other's difficulty in growing up.

"Let's go, go home and chat!" Luo Zhaoyun walked forward and entered the familiar and unfamiliar yard.

The scenery here is a bit different from before. When I first moved in, the yard was not well constructed. Now it is blue bricks and black tiles, rockery waterfalls, palaces and wooden buildings, corridors and water pavilions, green bamboo and plum blossoms are reflected. In addition to square brick and stone roads, there are also cobblestone paths that walk towards the flowerbed, which is very elegant and unique, full of Chinese style.

When he arrived at the main hall, Ning Muhe could no longer look away. He surrounded Luo Zhaoyun and asked around him, and his concern was beyond words.

Luo Zhaoyun also felt Mu He's care and was really moved. He remembered the words he said before leaving three years ago, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The car and horse were exhausted for several days, and were a little tired. Mu He ordered his servants to arrange the room for Yiyi, prepare hot water, use up the meal, wash and rest early."

"Oh, I got it, young master."

Luo Zhaoyun said again: "Tonight, help me rub my back and press my shoulders. I haven't seen it for several years. I wonder if your technique has improved?"

Ning Muhe smiled awkwardly: "Young Master is not here, I still have a partner to practice!"

"Haha, too." Luo Zhaoyun returned home, relaxed his body and mind, and lost many worries.

.....

As night fell, after dinner, Xiao Yiyi took a shower and changed her clothes under the service of her maid Xiuying, and then fell asleep early.

Luo Zhaoyun soaked in a wooden barrel and accepted Mu He****** outside the north wind was howling, heavy snow was flying, the indoors were warm as spring, and water steam was steaming.

Ning Muhe took off all her coat and only wore shorts. Most of her skin was exposed to the air, as white as mutton fat. She was the same age as Xiao Yiyi, twenty-two years old, three years older than Luo Zhaoyun, had a good figure, high-breasted ****, and exquisite curves. Due to her persistence in practicing martial arts, her delicate body was particularly elastic.

"Young Master, I have suffered a lot in the border in the past few years, right?"

"It's okay. Three years of hard training and fighting on the battlefield are also of great benefit to my growth, at least I can stand alone."

"Young master is so young that he has already been granted the title of marquis, and he was named a general, and he is a third rank. He is rarely seen in the Sui Dynasty. He has no protection from his ancestors and has to rely on his own hard work. The people in the capital have a good reputation among the neighbors and praise him, "The Young Marshal of the Continental Wins!"

Luo Zhaoyun smiled and calmed down. All this was the reputation he gained through hard work and blood, and it was also the greatest capital for his future survival.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn the boat. The recognition and praise of the people can sometimes withstand the power of a hundred thousand troops.

"Young Master, there will be no war in the Sui Dynasty next time, you can stay in Luoyang for a long time." Ning Muhe asked.

"No war?" Luo Zhaoyun smiled bitterly on his face, but he felt that Yang Guang was so happy now that he was very happy about his achievements. He probably would have to use military force against Goguryeo in the next step, because only Goguryeo had surrendered, and he often made trouble in the northeast and Youzhou, and joined forces with many local Gao clans of the Northern Qi family to stir up trouble. This is what Emperor Yang of Sui hated the most.

Will the Battle of Goguryeo be fought? Luo Zhaoyun sighed in his heart. This is definitely a detonation point for the decline of the Sui Dynasty from prosperity and decline, and it is also the abyss that drags the Sui Dynasty into a land of no return.

"If there is no war, I will stay in Luoyang for more time and spend more time with you."

Ning Muhe smiled, walked around the wooden barrel, stood in front of him, showing her good figure without hesitation.

"Young Master, the three-year period has passed." Mu He said shyly.

Luo Zhaoyun paused for a moment, as if she understood her hint, and smiled and said, "I know, so I plan to bathe with you tonight." After that, he stood up, pulled Ning Muhe naked, and carried her into a big bucket, playing...

At this moment, Luo Zhaoyun let go of his previous concerns and knots, and did not intend to let childhood sweetheart Mu He suffer and wait any longer. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!