The delicate and smooth touch was pressed on the Hegu acupoint. The little girl thought she had used her strength, but it was nothing to him. However, the stroking and touching gradually aroused the fire in his heart.

Does Huo Weilou really not appreciate beauty?

Of course not.

On the contrary, the beauties in the world he had seen were countless more than Huo Qinghong saw in the place where he lingered with fireworks. They were charming, bright, or beautiful, and had some tricks that would not rely solely on the pitiful innocent and seductive young children, and some were trained. They were charming and charming, and they could attract people to be fascinated by every frown and smile. Ordinary men, who liked pure or were easy to understand some fun, could never escape these two things.

However, he is very human.

Men in the world are tempted by the emperor and fall into inferiority, and they will never achieve great things in the end, and women use their beauty to serve others for the same time.

Huo Weilou opened his eyes and looked at Bo Ruoyou half-narrowly.

He was very focused even when he pressed the acupoints.

Huo Weilou has never seen a woman who is dedicated to anything like her. In this world, women are in a difficult situation, not to mention that she has chosen the way of coroner. If she is a little weaker in nature, she cannot do this.

But she seemed to have no distractions, and was more pious and persistent than some people who had entered the Buddhist Taoist sect. Huo Weilou looked at her like a painting, and the fire in her heart was getting stronger and stronger.

The numbness rose from her right hand and gradually spread to all limbs. A spark of fire was burning when she touched it, but she still didn't realize it. Huo Weilou looked at her and felt a little sinister, and he felt interesting at the moment. He seemed smart but also stupid. He was no longer able to understand the charm, but Wanjun was here and wanted to coax her without any effort.

Bo Ruoyou rubbed for a while and saw that the Hegu hole in Huo Weilou was rubbed red. He couldn't help but turn his eyes to look at Huo Weilou. When he turned his eyes, he saw that Huo Weilou was looking at him at some point, with his eyes facing each other. Huo Weilou's eyes were deep and dark, as if he was as forced as usual, but if he looked carefully, it seemed different from usual.

Bo Ruoyou blinked, "Is the Marquis better?"

Huo Weilou looked at her clear eyes, and it seemed that Qianxi seemed to be clear. She trusted him. Huo Weilou understood this and felt very happy. His brows were still frowning, and he stopped when he saw it. Instead, he changed his hand.

Bo Ruoyou knew that the effect was not great, so she frowned, "The Marquis used to run outside, but didn't he walk on the water for a long time?"

The capital is in the north and those who have never gone south may never walk on the water in their entire lives, while many people who travel for the first time may have severe seasickness, which is true for Huo Qinghong. However, Huo Weilou is away all year round, and Bo Ruoyou thinks he has long been used to the bumpy boats.

After changing his hand, Bo Ruoyou found the correct acupoint and pressed it hard. Huo Weilou's palm was the real thick crotch. The hand that holds the sword for many years was like a layer of hard wax. His knuckles were slender and his palms were wide and thick. The knots hidden inside the cuffs above the wrist bones, which really looked like a body cast by copper and iron.

Bo Ruoyou thought of Huo Weilou saving her twice, and then thought of taking her with him at that time. The man's arms were hard and powerful, which really made people feel at ease. Later, he said that he would meet her requests. Cheng Yunzhi said it well, Huo Weilou was her noble person.

Bo Ruoyou worked harder.

“The waterway is too slow.”

Huo Weilou didn't speak much, but he was the truth. The waterway was slow. If it was not necessary, he rarely chose waterways.

Bo Ruoyou looked up at him, wanting to ask why he chose the water route this time, but when Huo Qinghong and Ming Guilan followed, he didn't ask any more questions, "Marquis should not walk on the water route. This time he was too tired and when he was weak, he would be more likely to be seasick."

Bo Ruoyou said this without raising his head. Huo Weilou felt more and more interesting as he heard it. Gradually, a light smile appeared in his eyes. But at this moment, the half-covered cabin door was pushed open, and Eunuch Fu walked in from outside.

However, when you saw the situation inside the house, Eunuch Fu was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong?"

Bo Ruoyou sighed with a bitter face: "Dad father-in-law, the marquis is also seasick."

The expression of Eunuch Fu was complicated and difficult to understand. He frowned and then frowned. Looking at Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou, he always felt that the scene was extremely strange. "Marquis... is seasick?"

Huo Weilou said "Yeah" with an ordinary expression. Eunuch Fu looked at him, first he was shocked and suspicious, and then he didn't know where he thought of it, but he actually felt like he didn't know whether to be shocked or happy.

Seeing his face changing, Bo Ruoyou became worried for a moment, "What's wrong with you, father-in-law? You won't be seasick, are you?"

Eunuch Fu did feel a little shaking, and he stood up with the door frame, "No... our family is not seasick, our family is just a little panic..."

Bo Ruoyou was shocked, "Do you feel palpitations and your chest is suffocated? This may also be seasickness."

Eunuch Fu waved his hand, as if he felt that Huo Weilou was really invisible to see this trip. He closed the door and left. He quickly returned to Huo Qinghong's wing room. On the bed, Huo Qinghong's Hegu acupoint with both hands, and needles were stuck on Zusanli acupoints on both feet. Others lay down with a slight humming look on their faces, with a look of sorrow than a heartbroken look.

Ming Guilan only felt ridiculous, and when he turned around, he saw Eunuch Fu walking in with a strange look, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "What's wrong with Mr. Dad?"

Eunuch Fu sighed, "Human hearts are not old, and the world is getting worse."

Ming Guilan was puzzled, but Huo Qinghong gritted his teeth and responded, "Yes! That's it, that's what you and your elder brother mean, I've recorded this grudge..."

Ming Guilan laughed and shook his head. After being interrupted like this, he did not ask any further questions.

In the next room, Bo Ruoyou frowned, "My father-in-law is old, and if he feels uncomfortable, he is afraid it will be even more serious."

Huo Weilou said, "You don't have to worry about him. He is not seasick, he is scared."

Bo Ruoyou frowned a few times, "Are you scared by the Marquis seasickness?"

Huo Weilou smiled faintly, and seemed to have agreed without comment. Bo Ruoyou didn't know what puzzle they were fighting for for a moment, so he didn't pursue it. Fortunately, Huo Weilou met this time, and soon she stopped.

Bo Ruoyou's hands were sore, and he felt relieved when he saw that it had any effect at least. Seeing that the people of Huo Weilou had improved a lot, he spoke out and said, Huo Weilou thought about it, and there was no reason to keep her by her side if there was nothing to do, so he nodded and agreed.

As soon as Bo Ruoyou left, Eunuch Fu came in with shock. He was obviously quite excited, but he wanted to lower his voice and speak so as not to let people hear it, "Marty, are you seasick? Are you seasick?! You laughed to death and forget about me! I didn't expect that I would see you seasick in my lifetime--"

Huo Wei's floor was still calm, "I'm calmer, the older I'm, the more I can't hold back."

Eunuch Fu gritted his teeth and said, "How can you keep your anger at me? I haven't seen any woman who can get close to you in these years? The last time I was in the Sutra Tower, it was just an accident. Today, you pretended to be seasick, but Youyou was by your side to serve you. What are you doing? Do you really like Youyou's beauty?!"

Huo Weilou was suspicious, "Why did I like her beauty?"

Eunuch Fu pursed his lips and said, "Youyousheng is beautiful and has a good personality. Everyone has a love for beauty. You are also a normal man. You don't think anything at first, but gradually you realize that Youyou is indeed extraordinary and fall in love with it. What's so strange about it?"

Eunuch Fu sighed helplessly, "There is nothing embarrassing to this. The old slave always feels strange. In the past, I didn't dare to think about it, but I didn't expect you to escape. But what did you think? Youyou's life experience is quite bumpy. If there is still a gap in status, of course this is nothing, but have you really thought about it? You know, I always think about it. Even Your Majesty has asked many times. You didn't care about it in the past, but now you finally have some signs, but you have a serious plan?"

Huo Weilou didn't expect that Eunuch Fu would think so much in this moment. He rubbed his eyebrows, "How could you think so complicated?"

Huo Weilou looked quiet, and there was no clue at all. "I just saw that she was in a proper way and was very diligent in doing things, so I just treated her with kindness. Is that kind of person who is so tempted?"

Eunuch Fu was shocked and panicked, but now he saw Huo Weilou so calm, but he was suddenly stunned. "What you said... seriously?" Then he raised his eyebrows, "But how could you be seasick?"

Huo Weilou pressed his eyebrows again, "I'm so tired."

Eunuch Fu didn't know what to do now. Thinking that Huo Weilou had never rested since he left the capital, he felt quite distressed. He was silent for a moment, and then he panicked and muttered, "After a long time, it turns out that I'm thinking too much. Marquis, you are too steady. I see that Master Ming and the prince like Youyou very much."

Huo Weilou was a little aphasia, "You seem to be very disappointed again?"

Eunuch Fu frowned, and seemed quite contradictory in his heart, "This... what the marquis thinks, I don't understand anyway. If it's a noble girl from another aristocratic family, I'll know that it's a decorative look in my heart. Whether the marquis will marry someone back in the future, it's better to be cared for by him or her. I know where the marquis' mansion is like, and it's better to be happy. But facing Youyou, although I'm looking at the marquis, I've also had some selfishness. What if the marquis just bears Youyou back on a whim? Or, what if the marquis's heart is hot, Youyou looks down on the marquis?"

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows, "Who do you look down on?"

Eunuch Fu coughed lightly, saying earnestly, "Although the Marquis is over the age of Double Ten, he has been on the battlefield or only focused on political affairs over the years. He still doesn't know that the love between men and women is not as simple as the Marquis thinks. The Marquis has a high position and power, and he has whatever he wants, but this heart is not something that power and treasures can measure."

Huo Weilou was impatient and said in a deep voice: "If I like someone, I still need your preaching?" He said, "What's wrong with Hong'er?"

Eunuch Fu hurriedly said, "It's better, I have some energy. If I can eat enough in the evening, this level will be over."

The boat sailed nearly a hundred miles in one day, but it had not yet left the boundary of Luozhou. It took ten days to go to the capital. Fortunately, the Lancang River was flat and wide. By the afternoon, the boat was sailing more steadily. When night fell, Huo Qinghong had recovered most of the time.

Except for Ming Guilan and Cheng Yunzhi, who were inconvenient to legs and feet, the others went to the first floor of the cabin for dinner. Chen Ya, who had disappeared all day, appeared at this time and delivered meals in person. Although they were on the boat, the ingredients were all fresh and delicious, which showed that the boatman had put a lot of thoughts. Huo Weilou and his group had just sat down, and many passengers came to the tavern on the first floor, all of whom were here for meals.

Among them, I saw a group of people from Yuchun’s class in the morning.

"Oh, everyone Liu——"

Huo Weilou and his party sat in the private room next to the left of the winery. After Chen Ya finished greetings, he just left the door and looked at a woman in blue shirt walking towards him.

This woman is not yet ten years old, with her ink hair as waterfall, snow-skinned skin, and a pair of phoenix eyes, with a slightly raised eye-catching ends. She is both gentle and affectionate and charming. She is slender and beautiful, and when she walks, she is graceful, as if her body is made of water, which is very pleasing to the eye. Even Bo Ruoyou glances at her twice.

Only Wu Yu knows some southern operas, so he said: "This is the pillar of Yuchun troupe today. Liu Huiniang. Their opera troupe entered Beijing once last year. I was lucky enough to hear it."

Liu Huiniang was helped by a maid and walked in front. There were men and women behind her, both young and handsome, but they all seemed to be matching her. Chen Ya said with sincerity and welcomed her into the elegant seat in a few words.

Huo Qinghong frowned and said, "There are a few women in the Peking Opera that we often listen to on stage, and these Southern Opera troupes are holding them very much."

Wu Yu said: "The southern opera is gentle, beautiful and elegant, and most of them are based on love. There are also the saying that nine out of ten songs and lovesickness are said. Their female actors are well sung, and they are called the great masters and are also very popular. The prince will know after hearing this."

Wu Yu glanced at Huo Weilou and did not dare to say much, for fear that Huo Weilou would feel that he was distracted from his ambition.

Huo Qinghong held the jade bottle given by Bo Ruoyou in his hand and sniffed it lightly, "I have a good figure, I can't see anything else."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came in outside the restaurant. The leader was a man in gorgeous clothes, over 100 years old, with a slightly fat body, but he was energetic. He hummed something while walking, as if he was singing.

Behind him, there was also a woman in gorgeous clothes. This woman was even more graceful than Liu Huiniang. She looked like a weak Liu Fufeng while walking. Her bright red dress made her look brighter than crabapple. She also had a pair of very beautiful phoenix eyes, but compared to Liu Huiniang, her face was a bit thicker, and when she was expressionless, she looked older than Liu Huiniang.

"Boss Yu, Mr. Song!" Chen Ya smiled and greeted her.

The boat was boring, and Huo Qinghong was so angry that he was wiped out in just half a day. Now there was a troupe, which naturally attracted his attention. He sat not far from Wu Yu, and raised his jaw at this moment, "Who are these two people?"

Wu Yu smiled and said, "This Yuchun class is a family class. This Yu boss is the owner of Yuchun class. He came from a Jiangnan family and was a Jinshi in the first year of Jianhe. However, after two years of being a county magistrate, he went home to inherit the family business. He loved Nan Opera alone, so he started to raise opera actors in his own garden. It has been thirty years since this Yuchun class became a climate. He relied on his family business to open an opera house for Yuchun class, but it was booming in the Jiangnan area. The Song master, who is like Song Meiniang, was the best part of the Yuchun class in the past, and now it seems that he will be replaced by Liu Huiniang."

Wu Yu finished speaking and saw Boss Yu and Song Meiniang walking to Liu Huiniang's table. Liu Huiniang stood up and helped Boss Yu with a hand, but ignored Song Meiniang. Boss Yu and Shen Ya laughed and sat naturally beside Liu Huiniang. Liu Huiniang smiled and poured tea and wine, and asked Chen Ya to sit down. Every frown and smile was heart-warming. Chen Ya seemed to give her face, so she also sat down. Song Meiniang never said anything, and her thin smile on her face was quite stiff.

Bo Ruoyou has been in Qingzhou for many years and naturally knows Southern Opera. She has heard of the reputation of the Yuchun troupe many times, but she did not expect to meet him this time. After hearing Wu Yu's words, she felt that there were many stories in this small opera troupe.

Huo Qinghong looked outside and his eyes turned, "Brother, how many remarks should we ask this Yuchun class to sing on the boat?"

Huo Weilou looked at him coldly for a moment, "You are just afraid that others don't know that you are Prince Huo."

Huo Qinghong pursed his lips and turned to Wu Yu. Wu Yu immediately lowered his head and ate the rice when he saw this. How dare he say a word? Eunuch Fu sat on the outside and listened for a while and smiled: "Criminal, you don't have to say it. The young master of the Shen family is already saying that they will sing the hall."

Huo Qinghong's ears stood up and listened. Sure enough, he heard some words like "setting the stage" and "Nan Ke Ji", and seemed to be singing the show. He suddenly smiled and jumped.

Huo Weilou shook his head, almost scolding him for being ignorant.

After the meal, Huo Weilou and his party went out of the private room to go up the corridor. Originally, the stars of Yuchun Class were the most eye-catching, but now, all their eyes were on Huo Weilou and his party. Seeing that they were luxuriously dressed and arrogant, they were not as arrogant as ordinary passengers, they suddenly realized that their identity was extraordinary.

Boss Yu waited for their group to leave before pointing out, "Young master, I dare to ask the young masters who have just left..."

Shen Ya made a gesture of silence, "Boss Yu, don't ask, I don't know, but this time, you will be the one who will be the one who will be able to show you the guests. You should sing well. When you arrive in the capital, you may be able to do business in Villa."

Boss Yu knew that Huo Weilou and his party were also a family of powerful officials in the capital. He didn't dare to be disrespectful at this moment, and looked at Liu Huiniang and Song Meiniang, "Did you hear it? You two must grasp the scene you just said."

When Song Meiniang heard this, her lips raised slightly, "Don't worry, Master, I will sing my best "Yaotai Sword Dance".

Liu Huiniang covered her lips and smiled, "Sister, can you dance? Master, I just want to dance a sword too..."

Boss Yu hesitated for a moment and watched Song Meiniang persuade, "Mei Niang, why don't you sing "Si Fan", okay?"
To be continued...