The writing desk was full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Huo Weilou pointed and said, "Write here."

Bo Ruoyou walked up to sit in an open chair, and secretly looked at Huo Weilou while spreading the paper. Huo Weilou saw her secretly glance at him and did not reveal it. He just stood by the case without moving. "The prefect of Chuzhou will come here to pick up people tomorrow morning, and the case will be handed over to the Chuzhou government office for trial. If you write the verification certificate, the case will be settled."

Bo Ruoyou took a thin wolf hair and dipped it ink and said, "Did Liu Huiniang admit it all?"

Huo Weilou did not interrogate Liu Huiniang again. After seeing Liu Huiniang's lack of energy and salt, he was too lazy to deal with a little woman. He heard this and said, "I admit it, the evidence is at your hands."

Bo Ruoyou looked sideways and saw two booklets placed. She glanced at Huo Weilou again. Seeing that he was so leisurely and had no intention of caring, she picked up the booklet and looked at it.

There were only two secluded lamps in the house, a crane-headed palace lantern fell in the corner of the wall, and another bronze lotus-bottomed lamp was placed beside the desk. At this moment, the dim and warm light fell on the thin and faint face, reflecting her beautiful face, skin like cream, eyes like bright stars, and the gentleness between her eyebrows and eyes was even more gentle, adding to some confusingness. Huo Weilou glanced at her faintly, and her deep pupils were dim and difficult to see.

He just called her, but he didn't even think about what to say. Suddenly he thought of the test and had a very good excuse. Now that he was in front of him, he felt at ease, but he was a little unspeakable.

He is a man, and his thoughts are full of beauty. He should understand that he is distracted. He has never paid attention to the passing of flowers over the years, but now he is thinking about the little woman in front of him. What is there in her worthy of his concern?

"Song Meiniang admits the main culprit, Liu Huiniang will be sentenced lightly. Yueniang can be resigned from slavery again. When Song Meiniang is sentenced to death, the day of reunion will not be short." After Bo Ruoyou finished reading the evidence, he seemed to have relieved the three of them, and looked up at Huo Weilou again, "Thanks to Marquis Rende, I have been talking about them this time. If the case is presided over by others, it is only because Li Yuchang is the head of the family, and he may have to be punished with second-class crimes."

Huo Weilou's lips bent, "I'm Hou Rende?"

Bo Ruoyou put down the evidence and gave a pen, nodding while writing the test, "The Marquis talked about the three words "Such as the word "Such as the law", and the word "Such as the first. From this we can see that the Marquis is also a person with the most affection and nature."

Huo Weilou was about to laugh at Bo Ruoyou's innocence. He walked to the side and sat down with his eyes on Bo Ruoyou who was facing him. "This is the first time I have heard such an evaluation. I heard that everyone regards this marquis as Yama. In the officialdom, all civil and military officials dare not speak out. I have been carrying a bad reputation for being wronged for many years. If everyone can think like you, I will be less criticized after Qianqiu."

Bo Ruoyou looked up at Huo Weilou, and saw Huo Weilou leaning on the pillow with a lazy expression. Compared with him on weekdays, he had an unusual sense of nobleness and elegance. She frowned and said, "The girl in the civilians also felt strange. Why did everyone talk about the marquis before? Maybe it was because the marquis was jealous of the high position and power?"

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows, "Oh? What other rumors have you heard?"

Bo Ruoyou dared not say anything, so he hurriedly continued to write the test case and said vaguely: "It's just that the Marquis is ruthless..."

Huo Weilou looked at her narrowly, "Then do you think this marquis is ruthless?"

Bo Ruoyou hurriedly said, "It is good to be selfless, and the Marquis is not a ruthless person. If the Marquis is ruthless, how could he dislike Song Meiniang and the others?"

Don’t talk about how he was spreading him in the public. Now in Bo Ruoyou’s heart, he is a kind, fair and selfless person. This thought made Huo Weilou feel very good, so he leaned against his body to look at Bo Ruoyou. Seeing her holding the pen with a bright and solemn posture, and her eyebrows and eyes were half-concentrated, he could imagine that the words on the paper must be as elegant as others and have a strong character.

He didn't say anything, so she stopped talking. For a moment, the rustling sound of her writing in the room was the sound of her writing. Occasionally, the lights burst out "crackling", but it was hard to disturb her at all. The wind outside the window was howling, making the room feel quiet.

Huo Weilou looked at her and slowly closed his eyes.

While recalling the details of the autopsy, Bo Ruoyou wrote quickly. After writing a paragraph, he raised his eyes and saw Huo Weilou lying on the couch and sleeping lightly, she couldn't help but be surprised. Huo Weilou didn't look like a person who could sleep in front of an outsider.

Her lips moved slightly, and she never spoke. Thinking that Huo Weilou was probably tired, she just wanted to finish writing and leave earlier. However, this test will be handed over to the Chuzhou Prefecture Office tomorrow, and she did not dare to be careless. She wrote another paragraph. Bo Ruoyou looked up at Huo Weilou again and found that his posture had not changed, and his breathing was also slow and long, so she fell asleep seriously.

Bo Ruoyou straightened his back straight, and the man suddenly felt relaxed. Thinking that Huo Weilou was already asleep, his eyes became much more presumptuous when he looked at Huo Weilou. He had wide shoulders and long body, and the short couch in the room was almost not enough for him to lie down. It was like a bird of prey. Even if he fell asleep, he still had a look of being unaware of it. Only that handsome face was quite pleasing to the eye.

I dare not look directly on my face on my daily life. At this moment, people are asleep. I still want to see it. Bo Ruoyou wrote a sentence and looked up at him, and then wrote a few more sentences to look at him. He felt a little inexplicable interest in his heart, as if he had made up for everything he dared not read on his daily life. After she finished writing the test and checked for a few mistakes, she thought she should leave.

She whispered in a very low voice, "Marty?"

After a light call, Bo Ruoyou stood up and walked out of the desk. She was walking towards the door, but after a few steps, she couldn't help but stop. It was cold at night, and Huo Weilou and Yi were sleeping, afraid that he would spend the night on the bed at night. Although he was strong and healthy, he was not a body that was hit. Wouldn't it be bad if he was infected with typhoid fever?

Bo Ruoyou glanced around and looked at Huo Weilou's bed with courage. The brocade quilt was neatly laid out. She thought about it, but she didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so she turned her eyes to the cloak placed on the open chair next to her.

She walked over with her hands and feet, picked up her cloak, and then walked to the edge of the couch.

Huo Weilou always looked at her from a high place. This time, it was finally her turn to look at Huo Weilou...

Looking down at the handsome face on the couch, Bo Ruoyou's hand that was about to put on the cloak paused slightly. If it was handsome, it seemed to reduce his strength and force. However, the eyebrows, eyes, facial features and edges and corners of the knife and axe were really full, and one less was a loss. Bo Ruoyou looked at it for a while, and even described the bones under his skin in his heart. He felt that Huo Weilou even grew appropriately well. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that there were really people in the world who were unique in everything.

She had already given enough rewards, so she came forward with the courage to lighten her hands and feet and dared not speak. For nothing else, Huo Weilou fell asleep like a big Buddha, inexplicably awe-inspiring. She leaned forward carefully and found that Huo Weilou was still breathing for a long time, then she breathed a sigh of relief and put her cloak on him.

I thought I could retire soon, but the moment the cloak touched Huo Weilou, the closed eyes suddenly opened, and a terrifying cold light burst out from his eyes. Before Bo Ruoyou could speak, he felt like a leopard rising. The next moment, she felt a pain on her neck. As the sky turned around, she had been pressed down on the couch by Huo Weilou.

Her back hit the couch with a loud noise. Although her head was cushioned, it still shook heavily and her eyes turned black. Huo Weilou pinched her neck with one hand, pressed her right wrist like an iron plier, and then fell between her legs, pressing her at a tricky angle. In an instant, he was nailed to the couchboard like a thin and as faint as a fish.

Bo Ruoyou never expected to be subjected to such heavy hand. Her empty hand subconsciously grabbed Huo Weilou's hand that clamped her neck, trying to struggle, but found that she was being pressed down by Huo Weilou and could not struggle anyway. Huo Weilou held her slender neck, and she would die here with just one force.

Huo Weilou and he who had a moment of sleep seemed to have become a different person, and his eyes were sharp and cold, which was even more terrifying than he usually had. He had no emotions in his eyes, as if he was provoked to the bloodthirsty instinct of a wild beast. He regarded her as a deadly enemy in a flash, and wished he could kill her life with one move.

Fear made her fall into an ice cave, and she almost used all her strength to make a sound in the cracks of her teeth.

"Hao, Marquis--"

This voice made Huo Weilou instantly regain consciousness. Seeing the person in his hand clearly, he frowned and loosened his hand. He straightened up and looked at Bo Ruoyou, as if he was also surprised why it was her.

Bo Ruoyou no longer cared about anything else. Her body rolled up in pain, coughed several times, and her face turned red.

Huo Weilou glanced at the cloak on the ground, then looked at Bo Ruoyou, and finally understood that a trace of deep color appeared in his eyes. He quickly stepped back from Bo Ruoyou, moved his lips, and a little bit of self-blame appeared on his face.

Seeing Bo Ruoyou curled like a shrimp, he knew his hand strength and thought that she must be in great pain, so he leaned over to look at her, "Let me see how serious the wound is?"

In desperation, he called the word "I". Seeing Bo Ruoyou still shrank, he reached out to turn her over. He suddenly saw her eyes closed, her brows frowning, her little face frowned, and tears flashed at the corners of her eyes, but he didn't care to answer him. There were obvious red marks on her neck, and her right wrist became red and swollen quickly. Huo Weilou's pupils shrank, and he turned around and shouted: "Come here--"

The sound was settled and it was just late at night that there was no one waiting outside. He hurriedly got up again and wanted to go out to call people, but as soon as he moved his sleeves, he turned around and saw Bo Ruoyou's unharmed left hand pulling him, not allowing him to call people.

Bo Ruoyou Xuxu opened his eyes, tears filled his eyes, and his throat hoarsely said: "No, no hindrance..."

After saying this, tears couldn't stop falling down the corners of her eyes. She then coughed several times, and her body also rose and fell with the coughing sound. As the person shook and shook, it became more and more painful, as if he had been crushed. Even so, she did not let Huo Weilou go.

A deep feeling of pity arose in Huo Weilou's eyes. He didn't think about falling asleep, but somehow, he actually fell asleep and even had a faint dream that made him nervous. When he was shocked, he felt something pressed on his body. Before his mind was clear, he had already used the sharpest move on his hand, but he didn't want to hurt her like this.

Huo Weilou stopped leaving, but turned around and squatted down, "Is it hurt so much?"

Bo Ruoyou closed his eyes again and wanted to relieve the pain. He only shook his head when he heard this, but two tears fell down the corners of his eyes. Huo Weilou felt a little dull pain in his heart. He raised his hands and felt hesitant to embrace someone in his arms, but after a moment he took his hand back and held her in the hand that was pulling her sleeve robe and snatched it, "I won't call anyone."

Bo Ruoyou then let go of his hand. Huo Weilou got up to find the ointment. When he squatted down beside the couch, Bo Ruoyou opened his eyes with breath and looked at Huo Weilou. Bo Ruoyou said hoarsely, "The Marquis is... to treat the girl as an assassin..."

Her voice was extremely helpless, and she had two resentments. With tears hanging on her face, it became more and more pity. Huo Weilou saw that she was like this, but his pity in his eyes was half-shut, and his tone was a little heavy: "When I fell asleep, even Eunuch Fu dared not approach him casually." As he said, "Fortunately, there is no sword beside him today."

Bo Ruoyou shivered and secretly swears in her heart that if she feels kindness like this in the future, she will not be the surname Bo. As soon as this thought comes, she feels that her wrist is really hurting so much that she wants to cry.

When she felt so aggrieved, her wrist was caught. She let out a light "hiss" and opened her tears. She saw Huo Weilou holding her wrist in her hand and looking at it, as if she was afraid of hurting her bones. Although Huo Weilou was not speaking, she frowned and had two worries in her eyes. When Bo Ruoyou closed her eyes, she could only blame herself secretly.

This is Wu Zhaohou. Don’t be close to people when you are awake. Is it so easy to meet when you are asleep? He said fortunately, there are no swords today. If there are, I am afraid that she will have blood splattered on the spot.

A touch of coolness was applied at this time. Bo Ruoyou opened his eyes again and saw Huo Weilou applying ointment to her. He was careful, his eyes were dull and difficult to see. The rough and wide palm seemed a little clumsy because he was too cautious. Bo Ruoyou didn't dare to blame him. Now that he saw this, his grievances were missing two points. When the medicine was applied to his wrist, the pain slowed down and tears in the corners of his eyes were gone.

Huo Weilou looked at her and seemed a little helpless, "Fortunately, you didn't have any intention of murderousness on you. If this marquis is heavier, your body is not enough for this marquis to control."

Bo Ruoyou thought that others had not made her have such kindness, and it was really funny to make a fuss like this, so she said hoarsely: "The marquis's wife saw that the marquis really fell asleep and wanted to build something for the marquis. Who knew that the marquis actually thought that the marquis was going to harm the marquis." After a pause, she suddenly said: "Does the marquis often meet assassins?"

Just now, maybe it hurt his throat, and Bo Ruoyou's voice was still hoarse. After she asked this, Huo Weilou looked at her neck. Bo Ruoyou raised his hand and touched it himself. It hurt when he touched it. She hissed lightly, feeling that Huo Weilou said that she was not good enough to control her body.

"Don't move." Huo Weilou looked down at her, looked for a moment, and suddenly put one hand under the back of her neck, lifting her neck. Bo Ruoyou felt pain again, and couldn't help but close her eyes and frowned and endured it...

Huo Weilou was originally looking at whether the bone was damaged, but now he breathed suffocated. She was held on the back of her neck by him and her lower jaw slightly raised. This posture made her beautiful and fair neck exposed in front of him, and there was a hint of pain on her face. The tears on her delicate face had not dried, as if she was suffering something else...

He suddenly looked away from her face, and Huo Weilou cursed in his heart that it was worse than a beast.

He calmed down and took his hand back, and applied medicine to her neck. Bo Ruoyou had opened his eyes at this time. Seeing his hand approaching, he subconsciously made a mistake next to her. There was a look of fear in her eyes. Obviously, she had not forgotten how he had ruthlessly grabbed her neck just now. "Minister woman...Minister woman herself is a doctor, and she will be fine without hurting her bones..."

As she spoke, she sat up with her body and held up after she recovered. Although she was not injured, she felt like she was having a stiff neck and felt like she was having a stiff neck. She sighed and looked at Huo Weilou, she felt that she was following him at the risk of life and death. "Mr. Marquis, the test has been written. It's better for the civilian girl to do the medicine by herself. Marquis can take a break soon."

After she said that, Huo Weilou saw that she had not moved, so she reached out to take the ointment box in his hand, then stood up with her neck in her arms. Seeing her walking a few steps, Huo Weilou also stood up with his eyes, "You——"

Seeing this, Bo Ruoyou slightly closed his shoulders, as if he was afraid. Huo Weilou sighed, "Are you afraid of me?"

Bo Ruoyou pursed his lips, "The young girl dared not."

Huo Weilou pointed to the couch and said, "Then you sit down."

Bo Ruoyou hesitated a little, Huo Weilou narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you disobedient?"

Bo Ruoyou thought that the most aggrieved was not her? Why did she become disobedient? However, she dared not speak out, so she had to go back and sit down. Huo Weilou took the ointment without saying anything, as if he had to apply medicine to her. Bo Ruoyou was stammering his back and jaws slightly closed. In this way, Huo Weilou naturally had no way to apply medicine.

"Mr. Marquis, the young lady dare not bother you..."

Huo Weilou no longer verbally clashed with each other, and only pulled over the open chair, big horse sword and sat in front of her, then frowned and stared at her.

The two of them did not distinguish between status for a while, but instead they were like her having a temper. Bo Ruoyou was extremely helpless and thought that he was noble, so he felt ashamed, so he had to personally offset his own blame?

The two seemed to confront each other, and Huo Weilou did not give in. She felt more helpless, so she looked at Huo Weilou and raised her jaw. This look was not so fascinating, but her eyes looked at him, which made him hard to get close to. He looked at him for a moment and said coldly: "Close your eyes."

Bo Ruoyou sighed a long time before closing her eyes. She regretted saying that he was kind and also regretting that he was extremely affectionate and in his heart, the king's heart was unpredictable. Now in her heart, it was unpredictable. And her status was under him. What else could she do besides cooperating with him?

He was whispering in his heart, and soon, the darkness in front of him saw a breath belonging to Huo Weilou approaching. His breath fell on her face, making her face slightly hot for no reason...

"When I was young, I went to the battlefield. There were no eyes on the swords on the battlefield, and there were many more detailed works in the military camp. At that time, I had the habit of sleeping with pillows and swords. Later, I came to the court. Although I had the same words, there were also those who were blind."

Huo Weilou answered her words slowly. Every time he said something, a warm breath rushed towards her.

She closed her eyes, and the rest of her senses were particularly clear. She knew that Huo Weilou was very close. The next moment, the coolness fell on her neck with thick slugs. The pain was normal, but strangely, a numb feeling spread from her wounds. Her hands that fell beside her could not help but grab the skirt on her side.

It was strange, this felt too strange. Although she was not disgusted, she felt a little unbearable. She couldn't help but open her eyes. Sure enough, when she saw Huo Weilou's eyebrows and eyes just a little short of her, her heart jumped quickly, and subconsciously leaned back. Huo Weilou's hands were empty, looking at her inexplicably and dissatisfied.

Bo Ruoyou was also a little confused, and he didn't understand why he was hiding. Seeing Huo Weilou looking at her dissatisfiedly, he leaned forward again. Huo Weilou retracted his gaze and wiped the wound medicine. He stopped calmly.

"I scared you today." He handed her the ointment, but stopped talking again if he wanted to say something.

Bo Ruoyou took the ointment and saw that Huo Weilou's expression was a little complicated and difficult to understand, so he said very tolerantly: "The Marquis does not need to blame himself. It is also the fault of the woman in the civilians. The woman in the civilians do not know that the Marquis is used to this."

Huo Weilou looked at her, "Will you be afraid of this marquis in the future?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, but thought to himself that she would not build a cloak for him like this in the future...

Huo Weilou didn't see what she was thinking and added, "It won't be like this in the future."

Don't worry, there will be no future!

Bo Ruoyou complained again, "It's too late, and the girl is not so painful anymore, so she holds a lot of thoughts and doesn't want to worry about this. Seeing that it's too late, she gets up and has a blessing. "It's too late, and the girl is gone. The woman is not in trouble. Don't worry, the Marquis."

After saying this, Huo Weilou responded. Seeing her like this, Huo Wei nodded and stopped saying anything, because he felt that his heart was ups and downs at this moment. If he continued like this, he didn't know what would happen.

The door opened and closed with a "creak" sound, and the room suddenly became quiet, but the fragrance of Bo Ruoyou's body was still inside and on the couch. His eyes became deeper, and just now, every scene was lingering in his mind, which made his throat move again. Only when he saw his hand, he calmed down.

He moved his slender knuckles and looked a little scared. The pity in his heart had not yet dissipated. A hint of gratitude floated up again. His neck was slender and fragile. For the first time, he was glad that he had not practiced to the point of a fatal blow, otherwise...

His phoenix eyes closed, and when he thought of the scene where his slender neck was broken, he felt a little afraid.

This is something he has never had before.

Bo Ruoyou never expected that writing a test case would cause her to get hurt. She went back to her room, except for some discomfort in the wounds, and there was not much resentment. She just lie down and remembered Huo Weilou's few words and said that she had been sleeping with a pillow in the past, and a faint pity appeared deep in her heart.

It is really not easy to think that he has a high position and great honor, but he has endured difficulties that ordinary people can't imagine.

Bo Ruoyou turned around and closed her eyes, and only half-awake had a trance to recall the feeling of the hot breath. The strange and familiar feeling once again aroused the numbness between her muscles and bones. Fortunately, it passed away in just a moment.

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