There was still a touch of Huo Weilou's knuckles brushing over her forehead. Bo Ruoyou's heart beat a little faster, and her face was a little hotter. She quickly lowered her head, shook her head silently, and searched for paper again, copying the sentences that could be combined.

The hand holding the pen was a little stiff, and she was also a little unconscious. Seeing that she was so helpless, Huo Weilou turned around and met Eunuch Fu's eyes glaring at him. Huo Weilou raised his sword eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't know why he was like this.

Seeing Bo Ruo humorously copying words, Huo Weilou went to the study room again. He had official documents to read, but he could not look at Bo Ruoyou at all times. Eunuch Fu followed in in a small step. When he entered the study room, he said sarcastically: "The Marquis is now more and more unable to hold back. I am afraid that everyone in the room can see it."

Eunuch Fu was afraid that the outside world would hear it, so he lowered his throat. Huo Weilou stabbed the desk and sat down, and said disrespectfully: "There are people in the room who can see it? I don't think so."

Huo Weilou had some ideas, but Eunuch Fu snorted, "Honor Marquis has figured it out now? What are the plans for this?"

Huo Weilou looked at him for a moment, and his eyes swept out, as if he was afraid that Bo Ruoyou would hear him. Eunuch Fu curled his lips again, and his tone was mocking, "I don't know who said that he would be patient and let it go. Now Ning Xiao is in charge of this case. You can ask for a few questions every day, but you dare to break the appointment with His Majesty for this case. Today, you have gone out for another day. In short, you haven't closed your eyes for two days and nights. Even a fool can see it really."

Huo Weilou Ben didn't have much time to read the official documents. Seeing that Eunuch Fu was so nervous that he asked, although he didn't answer, he thought to himself, he could tell that even a fool was, but why couldn't the fool outside see it?

Huo Weilou raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "I really wanted to forget it before."

He was in power for many years and was in a high position. He could not say that he was heartless and severed desires, but he could not do anything to him. Even though he had let go of the military power of the North, he was unwilling to let go of the Northern Army. After all, he would forget it. Things in the world are not satisfactory. He was not burdened with it, so he didn't have to distract himself for his idle thoughts.

But this time, it's hard to forget.

Seeing that Eunuch Fu looked at him with a burning look, Huo Weilou also looked at him, "Don't talk nonsense in front of her. I think she is also the same as a fool. She is very stupid. You know these things around me. If you really make a decision, you should also make a long-term plan. How can you explain it in just a few words? What I can do now is to protect her Ichigu."

The eyes of Eunuch Fu's eyes were slightly brighter when he heard it. After all, Huo Weilou rarely expressed his thoughts over the past few days, and if he was not sure about his actions, he never said anything. Now, what he said now must be as strong as iron and would do.

"I know that Youyou is different. The Marquis got up and thoughts. The old slave would only be happy. How could he talk nonsense in front of Youyou?" Eunuch Fu's eyes were filled with tears in excitement, "The Marquis' marriage is indeed a big deal, and you should not be careless, and the old slave understands it."

After saying that, Eunuch Fu looked at Huo Weilou with relief, as if his long-cherished wish had been done. Huo Weilou looked helplessly. At this time, Eunuch Fu smiled and looked out: "But what is Youyou thinking? I see that she is in front of the Marquis, and she has no desire to be close to her. Although she is not afraid of the Marquis, she doesn't seem to be interested in the Marquis--"

This sentence hit Huo Weilou's pain. Thinking of the past two days of thin words and deeds, Huo Weilou felt a headache again.

He said impatiently: "Okay, you don't need to worry about this matter, I have my own rules."

But Eunuch Fu didn't like him, "What kind of rules does the marquis have? I won't talk about the Lin family anymore. What if Youyou had his own opinion on the marriage?"

"So what if she has the opinion?" Huo Weilou sneered, "From there to be nothing, it's also very simple."

Eunuch Fu sighed, "Look, Marquis, you are so scary. This... this matter between men and women is not so hard..."

Huo Weilou snorted, "You still need to teach me?"

Eunuch Fu was still not sure in his heart. When he thought of a Lin family, he asked, "The Marquis said he wanted to give Lin Zhao and the eldest lady of the Bo family a marriage gift. Do you still want it now?"

When Huo Weilou heard this, he thought of the young lady Bo she met today, "What are you going to give her marriage? She politely praised them. They have already made a marriage. With her temperament, she knew the truth back then and didn't bother to fight for the marriage." After a pause, his eyes raised lightly, "What's more, I've asked her, she didn't even take Lin Zhao into her eyes."

Eunuch Fu looked at Huo Weilou in a strange way. If Huo Weilou was a monkey, then his tail must have been raised from the sky at this moment. He felt a little sore. Thinking of Huo Weilou's serious appearance before, he couldn't help but want to say sorry to him, "But look at me, Youyou hasn't taken you to the eyes of Marquis, now..."

Before Huo Weilou's despicableness changed, Eunuch Fu ran out in a flash.

Bo Ruoyou wrote two pieces of rice paper and looked at the study with a calm expression. But she saw Eunuch Fu walking out of the front porch of the study, walking and fearful as she walked. Looking closely, she felt a little happy again. She raised her eyebrows. At this time, Eunuch Fu also saw her.

Eunuch Fu had treated her kindly, but now that she knew Huo Weilou's thoughts, she saw that she was different from others, "Youyou, have you written it?"

At this moment, the night was dark, and Bo Ruoyou's face was exhausted. She nodded. Eunuch Fu followed her two steps, "Okay, then Lu Dazi just had some time to arrive in the mansion. You can report to the Marquis."

Bo Ruoyou responded, and Eunuch Fu looked at her and wanted to speak for a moment, but left without saying anything.

Bo Ruoyou was a little confused. He didn't know what happened to Eunuch Fu. When he stepped into the door, he saw Huo Wei's floor as dark as the bottom of a pot. He heard footsteps coming in and looked up and saw that it was her, his face seemed to be a little darker.

She was at a loss for a moment, wondering why Huo Weilou was annoyed. If Huo Weilou was angry at this moment, Eunuch Fu had no reason to remind her.

As soon as she hesitated, she almost wanted to turn around and go out.

"What are you doing when you stand there?" Huo Weilou said angrily.

What Eunuch Fu said just now can be said to have touched his sore spot. He felt that Bo Ruoyou was pure and stupid, but he never thought about what if Bo Ruoyou didn't take him into his eyes?

Although he looked at the old man and was steadfast, only Huo Weilou knew how much conceit he was in his heart. When this conceit came to Bo Ruoyou, he was even more inferior to me. How could Bo Ruoyou not take him into his eyes?

The more he thought about it, the sharper his eyes became. He forced Bo Ruoyou to walk to the desk and stopped, not daring to get close.

"Mr. Marquis——"

Bo Ruoyou hesitated a little, and Huo Weilou said indifferently: "Say."

Bo Ruoyou swallowed for a moment and then said, "Lu Wenhe lies a lot. He said that he had only met Wei Ling twice, but judging from the letters written by Wei Ling, it must be more than that. He also said that after the first meeting, he refused Wei Ling's request. He also said that he knew that Wei Ling's status was very different from him, and that he did not know that she admired her decisively, but what Wei Ling said in the letter was not the case-"

Huo Weilou looked slightly relaxed, and waved, "Take it over and let me see."

The natural word "I" was not until Bo Ruoyou walked to him before he realized. Huo Weilou took two pages of paper, which were filled with beautiful small regular scripts of hairpins, but mostly short sentences, not chapters. Bo Ruoyou said a little: "The Marquis probably doesn't understand, and the folk girl wrote a little mess-"

Huo Weilou said "Oh" and leaned back on the back of the chair, "Then tell me."

He held the paper in one hand and did not let go. Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but get closer. "All the words here are made up of excerpts and words, or there are some misinterpretations, but the folk girl has already compared them, and most of them appear more than one, so most of them should be reasonable."

Huo Weilou nodded, Bo Ruoyou pointed to the paper and said, "It was just now that Wei Ling used the words very humble. In addition to the nickname, he often used the word "Mr." to call Lu Wenhe. His words were quite obedient. Wei Ling wrote several places that he hoped to see him, and he also wrote about his longing for him. The words were both ambiguous and humble, as if he was controlled by Lu Wenhe. When he was excited, he also wrote that he wished to sacrifice himself to him."

"If Lu Wenhe really refused Wei Ling's request, how could she claim that he was a gentleman? Lu Xiu said that Wei Ling was lively and loved poetry, and had a noble background, how could he be so humble to Lu Wenhe? Also, Wei Ling's teachings since childhood must be excellent, but there are many ambiguous words in this letter-"

Huo Weilou frowned slightly, "Where?"

Bo Ruoyou leaned over, "There are several ordinary love poems, and there are also the words 'Hehuan' here and the words 'Wushan'." She pointed out one by one, and the words 'Wushan' that were unknowingly approaching. At this time, she pointed to the next few words, "There are also the words 'Red Candle' here. Could it be that she wants to marry Lu Wenhe? But why did she write 'Red Candle'? It's a bit strange..."

Bo Ruoyou's face showed confusion, but Huo Weilou changed his face in an instant. He frowned and looked at Bo Ruoyou. Seeing her waist full, eyebrows and eyes limply, her mouth lightly opened, the fragrance on her body seemed to be spiritually pounced on Huo Weilou. He suddenly put the paper in his hand on the table, "Those are enough."

Bo Ruoyou stood up and took a step back. "Lu Wenhe and Wei Ling met more than two times. Later, she went to Chongwen Library many times. I thought that there was a secret meeting with Lu Wenhe. However, she did not see Lu Wenhe on the day of the incident, and then she went to the calligraphy and painting library."

Huo Weilou glanced at Bo Ruoyou who was unaware of anything, but his expression was a little dark. Wei Ling was afraid that it was not just as simple as seeing Lu Wenhe in private.

There were still a few pieces of paper that had not been copied, but now it was possible to determine that Lu Wenhe was lying, so there was no need for her to copy Huo Weilou. At this moment, it was already half past midnight and the night was already very dark. Bo Ruoyou was hesitating whether to say goodbye to leave the mansion, and Lu Wenhe was captured by Ning Xiao.

Huo Weilou wanted to continue asking questions in the side hall. When Bo Ruoyou was about to follow him, Huo Weilou didn't let her go. She couldn't, so she had to stay in the main hall.

Compared to the last time I waited in the side hall, Lu Wenhe was in a mess today. When he was pushed into the side hall, Huo Weilou was sitting leisurely in the main seat drinking tea. Seeing that he was brought, he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Lu Wenhe showed fear, shook his sleeves and wanted to bow his hands, but Ning Xiao kicked him in the bend of his leg, causing him to kneel to the ground in an instant. Ning Xiao said coldly: "There are not many people who can stand in front of the Marquis to salute, what are you?"

Lu Wenhe showed pain and his face turned red very quickly. Although he was not an official, he was a scholar and passed the imperial examination. This dynasty treats scholars very politely to his literati, so he would not kneel down. Obviously, today is very different from that day.

"Blessings... Meet the Marquis." Lu Wenhe spoke nervously.

Huo Weilou still didn't look at him, and his eyes fell faintly on the teacup in his hand. But the more he was so silent, Lu Wenhe felt an invisible oppressive force covering him like a net, which made him unable to breathe and sweated profusely for a moment.

Ning Xiao said: "Do you know why you are here tonight?"

Lu Wenhe shook his head in panic, "I don't know, I don't know. I have finished what I should say the last time, and I dare not say a word."

Huo Weilou raised his eyes at this moment. His eyes were pitch black and he was shining with a sharp cold light. He raised his hand. The Eunuch Fu, who was beside him, stepped forward and threw the pieces of paper written by Wei Ling in front of him.

Although the paper was fine and fragmented, the handwriting on it was obvious. Lu Wenhe recognized the words on the gold-spreaded paper at a glance, and his face suddenly turned pale, "What... is this? Who wrote it?"

Seeing that he was still so hypocritical, Huo Weilou suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside, "When is it?"

Eunuch Fu said justice: "Marty, it's already ugly."

Huo Weilou nodded slightly, "I am tired, take it to prison for trial."

Eunuch Fu immediately said: "Yes, there are still three hours before dawn. Before dawn, you should be able to shake out without saying a word."

Lu Wenhe didn't react for a moment, but saw Eunuch Fu waved his hand to Ning Xiao. Ning Xiao immediately came forward with two embroidered envoys to get him. They lifted him up from the left and right. Then he suddenly came to his senses and took him to prison! He took all the measures before dawn, which clearly meant to be punished.

Who in the world does not know how to punish and ask for confessions by embroidering clothes?!

Lu Wenhe's expression changed drastically, "Marty, what are you going to ask? I'll ask you, I dare not hide it--"

Huo Weilou did not say a word, and Lu Wenhe was held captive and taken to the door.

Just as he was about to be taken out, Lu Wenhe knew that he would never have a chance if he didn't speak anymore, so he twisted his neck and shouted: "Marty, I really know the second lady of the Bo Mansion. We...we are in love..."

The embroidered clothes made him stop doing so. Huo Weilou looked at him lightly, as if he was looking at something dead again. "I don't see anyone like you who don't know how to live or die." He waved his hand, as if he was not going to listen to him anymore.

Lu Xiuwen was dragged out again. He was about to go out. Lu Xiuwen twisted his body and said, "Marty! All villains are a trick, but villains are a trick... Wei Ling is a stupid person, it's me... I lured her..."

Huo Weilou moved his fingers lazily, and then let the embroidered clothes go. Lu Wenhe turned around and knelt on the ground, walked a few steps along the way, and then said with a hint of crying: "The first time we met was indeed at the literary meeting of Zhongyi Bo Mansion. Wei Ling liked my poems and really wanted to make friends. When I saw that she was a lady from the Bo Mansion, I... I never refused, but it was impossible for her to ask me to be a Western President. First, I am famous and could not really be a master. Second, how could their mansion let a young man enter the house to teach? I... knew it was impossible, so I refused her."

"She thought I was ambitious and indifferent to fame and fortune, and she praised me more and more." Lu Wenhe looked up at Huo Weilou in panic, and continued to say, "Although I refused to teach, I didn't want to miss such an opportunity. My family has declined since childhood and relied on the support of Lu Jiji Restaurant. I... If I had a good background, how could I fall to this day? If that were the lady of the Bo Mansion, what would I be worthy of? I made an appointment with her to meet at Liangji Liquor Store on Fushun Street, east of the city."

"Liang Ji Wine Shop?" Huo Weilou frowned. Although he felt that the wine shop was particularly good, it was on Fushun Street and was in the same place as Chongwen Library.

Lu Wenhe nodded, "That was my mother's dowry. I have only left a small shop in recent years. The business is usually cold, but I have a small yard behind. I have a bookstore there, I..."

The following words seemed to make Lu Wenhe a little worried, but when he thought that he would go to prison without confessing the truth, he still took a deep breath and opened his mouth, "When I invited me, I said that my identity was different from her, and she told her not to tell anyone. Later, she came as promised. The first two times, I only talked about calligraphy and painting with her, and just picked out those difficult-to-understand difficult words, and she felt that I was extremely powerful. Gradually, I became more and more obedient to me. She had a noble status and grew up with being favored since childhood. She could not bear the grievances, but I saw that her temperament was pure, so I used the method of suppressing her first to promote her and make her obey me."

"What is the method of suppressing one's first thing to do if you want to promote it?" Huo Weilou asked.

Lu Wenhe's face was blue and white, "That's... she first counted all her bad things. She felt ashamed and anxious at that time. She knew that I was good at poetry, so she asked me to teach her. I gave a little advice and praised her, which made her more and more impressed to me. Later, she was willing to do whatever I told her to do."

First, he suppressed and insulted the best, which made Wei Ling, a noble daughter of a noble family, be arrogant and disgraced. Then he regarded him as a talented man, became more respectful and obedient to him, and killed others. This method of controlling people was even more cruel than stabbing him, and there was no real truth to him, and was actually so light and fluent in Lu Wenhe.

Huo Weilou said in a cold voice: "So, you let her watch the erotic lyrics and erotic songs, and then seduced her."

Lu Wenhe raised his eyes in horror, "I don't...I just..." He shrank his shoulders and lowered his head, "I'm just close to her. If you do sex, you will get into endless trouble, I..."

At this point, why did Wei Ling solve the puzzle when he went to Chongwen Library alone? But everyone looked at the library, but they didn't notice the cold wine shop not far from Chongwen Library. How could Wei Ling usually go to such a place?

Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes were filled with chills, and Lu Wenhe was so shocked that he was about to collapse on the ground. He asked again: "Have you ever been to Chuzhou?"

Lu Wenhe was a little confused at this time, "I have never... I have never been there."

Huo Weilou sneered, "Wei Ling thought you were very talented, but she must have never thought that you were just a waste of talent, but even you had to find someone to write for you."

Lu Wenhe was frozen in place as if struck by lightning. This was just for Wei Ling's case, but he never expected that Huo Weilou had even found out about this matter. His face changed a few times, and his body shook like a sieve. "I...I'm not...I can write...I just can't write it for the time being..."

Obviously, being pointed out as a mediocre person made Lu Wenhe even more frightened. Huo Weilou said with cold eyes: "But did you instigate Wei Ling to buy your poems and paintings?"

Lu Wenhe was sweating coldly, and he was also a little confused. "I...I can't write it... Oh, yes... I mentioned a few words, but I... I really asked her to buy it."
To be continued...