Reborn as the General's Wife

Chapter 344
Endless panic and disappointment slowly condensed into rivers and seas, making her want to grab something out of thin air, but she couldn't catch anything, and her heart was empty with nowhere to go.

No, Feng Lang wouldn't be so cruel, something special must have happened, otherwise he wouldn't have left her alone in the room on the first day, yes, something must have happened!
The flame of hope was rekindled, Gu Qingguo sat up straight again, and couldn't help but reprimanded Ruomei, "Bold servant girl, dare to make up a master now, and it won't turn the world upside down in the future!"

With a "plop", Ruomei knelt down on the cold floor, begging for mercy tremblingly, while begging for mercy, she slapped her lips, "It's all because the slaves talk too much, you should be beaten, you should be beaten!"

The sound of "popping" was very clear in the empty room, and Gu Qingguo's anger did not intensify under Ruomei's "obedient and well-behaved".

Ruo Meimu had a face, and slapped it mechanically, as if it wasn't a face that grew on her body, without any pity at all.Her master didn't call to stop, she didn't dare to stop, it was her fate - this kind of cleverness is also the reason why she has been able to live until now.

"Okay, leave it to my princess—my wife, to watch outside the door!" Gu Qingguo instructed Ruomei impatiently.

Ruomei bowed her body and lowered her head, and retreated slowly outside the door.

Ruochun, the other most loyal court lady, looked at the scene just now with cold eyes, her eyes were obscure, hearing the sound of the door being closed from the outside, thinking of Ruomei who had been with her for so many years, she still couldn't help feeling a little pity Heart - how low is the temperature in the first month?If my uncle doesn't come back overnight, she will be able to see an ice sculpture when she opens the door tomorrow!
Thinking of this, Ruochun's eyes flashed a trace of sadness and desolation. Sometimes, an inadvertent choice is the wrong beginning of a lifetime. She remembered that when she was still in the palace, she heard the little maids who fell in love with each other in private. The court ladies and eunuchs who are in charge of the palace are extremely envious.

My heart, which was already shaken, was once again shaken.

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On one side is the lonely and empty Kuwait, on the other side, in the room of Bailiu Lane in the capital city, the charcoal in the brazier makes crackling noises from time to time, and the air is so hot that it seems to be several degrees hotter.

However, the sound of the charcoal was easily buried by the laughter and drinking orders on the table. Two or three men were holding one or two charming women in their hands, and a small stove was simmering the best wine that had been treasured for many years in the middle of the table. For fine wine, the wine glass in front of you is filled up as soon as it is empty, and the wine in your mouth blurs out from different people's mouths, and then drifts with the warm atmosphere.

"Haha, Shangguan, you lost, and you will be fined three cups of wine!"

"Yes, yes, three cups, not one cup less!"

"Master, you need to drink more." The woman in green in her arms persuaded her with a smile on her face. She filled the wine glass many times and handed it to his mouth again. Her slender fingers seemed to be covered with powder The aroma came out from the vaguely white and tender exposed skin, and spontaneously spread to the tip of his nose.

Shangguan drank the wine in the glass with the plain hand of the man in his arms, and immediately got applause from his friends and girls.

"Refreshing, as expected of Shangguan!"

"Mr. Shangguan is a good drinker, and he is also a hero in wine. I admire him."

"Good job! Here, I have another glass."

Amidst the compliments from everyone, Shangguan Feng blushed and grinned. What he likes to hear most are these nice words. Who is he? Full of poems and books, no one can beat him.

In such joy, Shangguan Feng felt as if he was floating in the clouds, and there were white clouds under his feet, which made people intoxicated and reluctant to leave.

"Shangguan, you are drunk, come on, Hongxiu, you have to take care of Mr. Shangguan!"

The two or three friends who drank together also drank a lot, but they were still somewhat sensible, and ordered the girls here to take good care of Shangguan Feng, and then went out with the beauty in their arms.

"Brother Chen, isn't today the day for Shangguan to marry his concubine? Wouldn't it be good for us to drag him here and stay overnight?" One person hesitated.

"Cut, what are you talking about?" The person who answered him laughed, with a hint of drunkenness on his face, "Are you still a good buddy? You don't even know the crux of Shangguan's problem. You have wronged him today, let him Come out to relieve your distress, this is a good brother, just watch, he will thank us tomorrow!"

"Yeah, don't worry about it, Shangguan is happy and happy, and it's a beautiful day, don't hurry up."

Some people agreed, so that little worry disappeared, and they happily fell drunk and fell into tenderness.

[-]. From night to dawn, this sentence refers to Gu Qinguo who just entered the door yesterday.

Waiting from day to night, and from night to day, the mood in it can only be understood by the person involved.From disappointment to hope, from hope to disappointment, come and go, over and over again, and finally return to silence.

This night of waiting was obviously only one night, but Gu Qinguo felt that she had been waiting for thousands of years for this moment.

[-]. Over night, in the vicissitudes of life, she can suddenly understand how many days and nights in the past, the scene of the queen mother waiting for her father in the palace.

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear.

After sitting for so long, his legs were already numb. Gu Qingguo watched quietly, thought quietly, and looked at the strands of light revealed from the window. After all, he fell down sadly and bitterly. A line of tears.

No matter how she was deceiving herself, the facts at this moment also told her that Shangguan Feng didn't take her very seriously, otherwise, if there was something wrong, why didn't he let the servants around him come over and tell her nothing?
As for the other people in the prime minister's mansion, no one came all night, even if it was just to talk to her.

"Master, do you want something to eat?" Ruochun beside him dared not ask until now.

"En, good." Hearing this, Gu Qingguo realized that she was already hungry and tired, and the most urgent thing was to fill her stomach before talking, otherwise, she would not have a chance to wait until Feng Lang came back to ask clearly.

Hearing this, Ruochun walked to the door and opened it eagerly. Sure enough, Ruomei, who had been guarding the door all night, was about to turn into an ice sculpture. Her eyebrows and face were covered with white frost. Exhale, spray out a white mist.

Ruomei's clothes are thicker than yesterday's, but no matter how thick they are, they can't compete with the frost of the night.

Ruochun asked Ruomei to go back to the room, "Why are you so stupid? If you are told to watch you, you will really stay outside all night. Don't you want your life?"

"I, I dare not." I was afraid that that whim would call her over, and it would be even more unlucky at that time.

Thinking of the temper of the person who was serving her, Ruochun just sighed, and stuffed Ruomei into the quilt, "Don't worry about anything now, it's frozen like this, just say you're sick, I have to find her immediately It's time to eat."

"Go quickly."

After Ruochun walked to the door, she looked back at Ruomei who was still shivering under the blanket, and wanted to say something, but in the end, for her own sake, she decided not to say anything.

The prime minister's wife was waiting for the couple to serve tea early in the morning. Although she was not a serious daughter-in-law, she was in charge of the back house.

When someone was sent over to bring Gu Qingguo over to serve tea, Gu Qingguo served the tea obediently, his eyes were a little red, and he couldn't help saying, "Mother-in-law, I don't know if my husband was in a hurry last night?"

The Prime Minister's wife drank tea and glanced at her. This probing question was clever, but how could she not know about Feng'er's one-night failure yesterday, but even if she knew, so what, her son doesn't like this woman, Could it be that as a mother, she still forced her precious son to help this confused woman.

Thinking about it this way, the woman in front of her dared to sow discord in front of her. She was so tired of her work. The more the Prime Minister's wife thought about it, the angrier she became. She poured half of the tea on Gu Qingguo for some reason, and the teacup fell to the ground.

"Ah!" Gu Qingguo screamed, the hot tea had already splashed on the clothes she just changed, after living in the Guhua Palace, the treatment was not as good as before, all the valuable clothes and jewelry had been sold, and now she had a hard time I found a passable dress to serve tea, and now it turned out like this.

After regretting, the hot feeling on the skin on her chest immediately made Gu Qingguo feel a pain. She knew that her skin must have been burned red. Fortunately, it was winter and she wore thicker clothes. If it was thin clothes in summer , she must be in worse condition.

Gu Qingguo raised her head, the grievance and pain easily brought tears to her eyes, "Mother-in-law, why—"

Just about to ask tactfully, why the tea was thrown on her body, but was interrupted by an old and rough voice.

The voice was very exaggerated, and when Gu Qingguo looked over, he saw a servant who looked like a woman squatting on the ground, looking at the teacup that fell on the ground and broke in half with heartache.

"Hey, this is Madam's favorite set of tea sets. How can the new wife be so careless? Don't blame the old slave for talking too much. Do you know how many years this cup has been with Madam? Do you know this set of blue and white porcelain cups? How precious is it? Now, I don’t know how much it has increased in value. It’s a pity, what kind of teacup will Madam use to drink tea in the future, I’m afraid I’ll use another cup, and I don’t know when it will be the same as this one. It’s so handy.”

The nun sighed exaggeratedly, while carefully trying to pick up the broken teacup with her bare hands.

Just by this action, it can be seen how much she cherishes this cup.

(End of this chapter)