At this moment, the seemingly locked back door was already wide open. A figure hiding behind the screen suddenly jumped out and knocked the leader away. The blade was half slanted and cut off the hairpin on Yi Wenzhuo's head. The
　　hairpin broke, Yi Wenzhuo's hair was disheveled, and he was stunned on the spot.
　　He didn't even know that someone had been hiding in the house!
　　Not only this person, in an instant, with the collision and cutting sound of the blade and the hairpin inside, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded all around, especially the back door that was locked before, and there were actually more than a dozen Ziwei Guards coming out in a line. Almost in an instant, they subdued four or five people, removed their knives, and stuffed their mouths to prevent these people from biting their tongues to commit suicide.
　　At the same time, the gate of the courtyard was wide open, and Zheng Yuheng, who had disappeared for more than an hour, was standing outside the courtyard, lowering his head and stroking the scabbard, smiling and looking at him gently.
　　Yi Wenzhuo didn't know that he was being used as bait. This trick was to lure the snake out of its hole and catch the turtle in the jar. He was the rat that lured the snake out of its hole and the turtle in the jar! Looking at this situation, it didn't matter if these people hacked him to death. As long as the Purple Guards could capture them on the spot, he would have a better reason to die!
　　Zheng Yuheng looked at him from a distance and said, "What are you doing on the ground, envoy? Please get up."
　　Yi Wenzhuo's hands and feet were weak. He walked in front of the King of Hell and couldn't move. He kept wiping his tears. It was a young Purple Guard who was free who helped him up.
　　Yi Wenzhuo had only taken a few steps when the Jurchens were also gagged and tied up. Zheng Yuheng turned and walked out of the small courtyard. As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, someone was waiting outside with a lantern.
　　It was the Minister of Rites, Li Qingning, and several officials of the Ministry of Rites.
　　Ziwei Guards threw these Beisu people who were tied up like dumplings to the ground. Zheng Yuheng saluted to Minister Li and said, "Your Excellency is in such a good mood to go out for a night out."
　　Li Qingning said, "If you didn't have such a good mood, how could you have seen such a wonderful thing? We dare not disturb your plan, we can only watch from afar. This time, the treacherous behavior is caught on the spot and cannot be denied. We will also have an explanation to the emperor and the queen, which is what the general wants."
　　Zheng Yuheng said, "General?" Li
　　Qingning said, "Who in the court doesn't know the general's wish to seal the wolf's lair? These northern barbarians have humiliated us to this extent. How can we negotiate peace if they are not sincere? We have all the reasons in the world. Even if we really break into the royal court, it is justified."
　　The Great Yin has always attached great importance to etiquette and morality. Everything it does must be done in a reasonable and justified manner. Only in this way can the people of the world be convinced.
　　Zheng Yuheng did not speak after hearing this. He thought for a moment and said, "If we continue to fight... it will take three or four months. I wonder if we can withdraw in the fall."
　　"Who can predict this?" Minister Li sighed and said with a pleasant face, "The commander has made great contributions and is trusted by His Majesty. He is a young talent with unlimited prospects."
　　"You are too kind, Minister."
　　When Li Qingning said this, he thought of the matchmaking and pulling the boat. He was in his fifties and was about to reach the age of sixty. He had many children and grandchildren. He was worried about the continuation of the family's prosperity. When he saw such a good young man, he became interested and said, "Although you are from a poor family, you are talented and handsome. I have a granddaughter who is just sixteen years old this year. Yunying is unmarried and waiting to be married. It's better..."
　　Zheng Yuheng's scalp numbed, and he quickly declined the matter and ran away from under the eyes of Minister Li.
　　...
　　At two o'clock in the morning, Cining Palace.
　　Mu Xuehua would stay with her in the palace for a while. As she had resolved her worries, she became more and more natural and playful as she got older. Not only did she play chess and read books with Dong Lingjiu, she also urged several young concubines who came to the palace to pay their respects to her to play cards and guess the cover with her. If Mu Xuehua hadn't been able to help with palace affairs, Dong Lingjiu would have thought that she was more noisy than the children.
　　On this day, these people played in the palace until night again. Dong Lingjiu had let go of many things recently. She no longer looked at many memorials even if they were sent to her, and let Guiyuan Palace handle them by itself, so she was not so busy. She leaned on the couch and read the music score. Seeing that it was getting late, she asked the maid to send several young concubines back so that they would not be scared on the road too late.
　　Dong Lingjiu spoke, and several little girls stood in a row, saluted the Empress Dowager, and then left reluctantly.
　　The princess looked at her and smiled, then sat over and joked with Dong Lingjiu, "Is it the concubine who bothered the queen?"
　　Dong Lingjiu turned the page and said slowly, "You know?"
　　"Your Majesty and the queen just want to make the emperor happy, they don't have the courage to make a fuss." Mu Xuehua said, "The child in the queen's belly, if you count carefully, it's five months old, right?"
　　Dong Lingjiu nodded.
　　"What a good child, how much joy it can bring to the emperor." Mu Xuehua smiled, "If those girls just now have children, the emperor will be blessed with children and grandchildren."
　　Dong Lingjiu sighed, holding his forehead and said, "You might as well annoy me to death."
　　"Everyone says so, but grandparents are relatives. If the emperor's sister-in-law is such a wise and insightful person, and can educate the emperor's grandson well, how much more energy will be left for His Majesty and the Queen."
　　Dong Lingjiu thought to herself, I can't even raise a cat properly, let alone a child. Neither Cheng'er nor Yingying can make people worry-free. These are two ready-made failures. She said, "Don't sleep here with me today. I'll clean up the West Side Hall for you and go there."
　　Mu Xuehua supported her chin with one hand, thought for a while, and asked her quietly, "Did I delay the emperor's sister-in-law's important matter? You don't have to worry about me. I am old and weak, and have no one to rely on. If you are talking to your confidant, I shouldn't accompany you to rest."
　　Dong Lingjiu just took a sip of tea and almost choked. She paused with her hand holding the teacup and turned to look at her: "Are you awake?"
　　"I only heard the sound of the emperor's sister-in-law getting up."
　　Dong Lingjiu saw that she looked simple and worried, as if she was afraid of disturbing the important matter. She really didn't hear the real content, so she made the best of it and said, "That's it. So you'd better accompany me during the day, so as not to hear something you shouldn't hear. Even if you call me the emperor's sister-in-law ten times, I will punish you."
　　Mu Xuehua took it seriously and quickly expressed her loyalty, saying, "I have no such intention."
　　After that, she stood up and went back to the West Side Hall to let Dong Lingjiu go to bed and rest. After walking a few steps, she turned back and reminded her, "Sister-in-law, you should also take care of yourself and smile more. It's so late, go to bed early." Dong Lingjiu
　　nodded slightly.
　　It was already late at midnight, and the palace was quiet. Dong Lingjiu also thought that Zheng Yuheng was probably still working in the Palace Front Office and might not have time to come back. Unexpectedly, a cat still crawled into the quilt in the middle of the night.
　　Dong Lingjiu closed her eyes, stretched out her hand around his waist, moved it upwards, and sank into his hair, and asked softly: "Where did this thief come from?"
　　Zheng Yuheng finally touched her. He was about to get sick after not being touched by her for the past two days. At this moment, he was extremely moved. He buried his head in Dong Lingjiu's shoulder and took a deep breath to restore his energy. He said in a muffled voice: "It may be a flower thief. We believe that thieves never leave empty-handed. It's your bad luck to meet me today."
　　Dong Lingjiu smiled and said, "Then I am too unlucky. I have met a little thief like you eight out of ten days. You are so absurd and arrogant. This is unbearable. Should I teach you a lesson?"
　　Zheng Yuheng's ears flushed, and he gently kissed the side of her neck, whispering: "No, I worked hard to be a thief overnight. If I don't succeed, I will cry in front of you."
　　Dong Lingjiu didn't know who he learned this from. He was not only arrogant, but also always said some unreasonable words. But she was blocked and couldn't think of how to teach him a lesson.
　　She stretched out her hand to pinch his face and asked, "Is the envoy's business over?"
　　Zheng Yuheng nodded, grabbed her hand and clasped it, pressed it in front of him, and replied, "It's done. I'll go to Guiyuan Palace to tell Meng... Tell His Majesty that he kept me until very late, otherwise I would have come back a long time ago."
　　Dong Lingjiu said, "He wants you to go back to the lower place of the Palace Front Department to rest."
　　Zheng Yuheng said confidently, "I won't. I am a favorite minister, and I want to sleep in the same bed with Tan Niang."
　　Dong Lingjiu: "...Favored minister doesn't mean this."
　　Zheng Yuheng sighed, and made the second best choice, saying, "Then I am a traitor who brings disaster to the country and is favored by the queen. Anyway, I don't want to leave."
　　Dong Lingjiu also missed him a little, but didn't say it. He chatted with him about business for a few words.
　　Zheng Yuheng answered patiently and explained carefully at first, but as he spoke, he saw that she didn't mention him at all, so he leaned over to kiss her with a little sadness, sealed her lips, and then whispered softly: "Tan Niang, a flower thief doesn't care about state affairs. Kiss me, okay?"
　　Dong Lingjiu raised her hand to hold his face. Just as she was about to give the little doctor a taste of sweetness, suddenly, the faint cry of a baby came from the side hall, followed by the sound of several wet nurses and maids getting up in a hurry. Although the sound was very low, in the quiet night, she was still awake, so she could hear it clearly.
　　She paused, listened attentively for a moment, and said to Zheng Yuheng, "Listen."
　　Zheng Yuheng had some opinions about the existence of this child he had never met before, and said, "Doesn't he bother you during the day?"
　　"We take him away when he cries." Dong Lingjiu said, "I thought this child wouldn't cry."
　　Zheng Yuheng just wanted to listen to her and the princess's daily child-raising life to comfort her wounded heart, but Dong Lingjiu said thoughtfully, "The princess told me that if a child stays with good-looking people for a long time, he will grow up to be handsome... The princess and I are both girls, and the child is a boy. Next time you come, you can help her look after the child."
　　Zheng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, I have to serve the little emperor in the Palace Front Division during the day, and there are still some unfinished things in the Northern Expedition... The affairs of the Ministry of Revenue need to be handed over, and I take time out of my busy schedule to come to you, and you don't show me affection, and you want me to coax the child?
　　Even though Dong Lingjiu was praising his good looks, Zheng Yuheng was not bewitched by the compliments. He loved and hated his good wife, and could not say no. He just leaned forward and bit her lips, stretched out his arms to hold her, and whispered, "Is there a reward?"
　　"Still want... a reward?"
　　Her voice paused, and a trace of confusion came out of her steady and calm voice.
　　Zheng Yuheng held her slender fingers, kissed her knuckles as usual, and then, with a red face, handed the flower thief's tools to her, opened the lampshade, and blew out the dim candle beside him.
　　The candle went out, and the gauze curtain at the end of the couch trembled slightly.
　　Dong Lingjiu laughed softly and said, "You are so lustful."
　　Her hair was scattered on both sides, with a faint fragrance. In the darkness, she could only feel Zheng Yuheng's gentle touch, but she could not see his current situation. Whether it was the ups and downs of desire, the uncontrollable emotions, or the slight flaws on the white jade, the scene of the world stained from the purity, Dong Lingjiu could not see.
　　Even though she couldn't see, she could guess one or two points from the strength of the other party's hug.
　　Little Zheng still had a little bit of rationality, and tried to argue for himself: "It is human nature to know that lust is good and admire young love."
　　Dong Lingjiu raised his eyebrows: "Young love?"
　　Zheng Yuheng said stubbornly: "Yes, young love."
　　Dong Lingjiu smiled slightly and gently poked the tool he handed over. The other party's breathing tightened instantly, and he couldn't help rubbing in her hand. She then whispered: "Okay, as long as Doctor Zheng likes it, even if he is 36 years old, a widow, and has a pair of children as old as you..."
　　"Don't say it." He was embarrassed and kissed her quickly, saying, "Let's get to the point... Let's get to the point..."
　　Dong Lingjiu stopped teasing, threw away his reserved and solemn, hugged him back wantonly, and whispered in his ear with a smile: "Then you move quietly, you can hear the crying over there."
　　Zheng Yuheng sweated on his forehead and promised very seriously: "I will be quiet."
　　The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the pearl curtain was slightly bumped.
　　Amid the quiet wind and interlaced breathing, the well-rested cat prince Aiai came out from under the incense table, passed through the beaded curtain, and tilted his head with a pair of bright cat eyes towards the slightly moving gauze outside the bed curtain. He curiously lay down again and curled up under the moonlight.
　　The author has something to say:
　　"Mencius Wan Zhang Shang": When one is young, he admires his parents; when he knows how to be lustful, he admires young Ai; when he has a wife, he admires his wife; when he is an official, he admires the monarch, and if he cannot be with the monarch, he will be passionate.
　　It means that when one is young, he is attached to his parents, when he grows up, he misses beautiful young women, when he has a wife and son, he is attached to his wife and children, when he is an official, he is attached to the monarch, and if he is not liked by the monarch, he will be anxious and hot all over.
　　The Queen Mother really combines 1234 into one. She is a beautiful wife with a higher status than the monarch, and she is also an older sister (?)
　　The Queen Mother asked "Young Ai" in return because she felt that she was no longer young hhhhh