Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 393

In the evening, Steward Liu sent someone to deliver a flat and round copper pot of Tang Pozi, and reported to the owner that he did not know when he would be back tonight, and asked his wife to go to bed now.

When Xiao Yan took Mrs. Tang, she casually asked how Shui Fu had been dealt with. Butler Liu was afraid of disturbing Madam, so he pulled her aside to talk.

The rustling conversation between the two was so low that it was hard to hear clearly.

After a while, Xiaoyan entered the room cheerfully, placed the warm woman Tang in her hands under the quilt, rubbed her red hands, and covered her face, her eager tone seemed to convey the warmth of a few people outside the door. Chill.

"Ma'am, everything is in order."

"Ah."

Gu Erbai hummed lightly, and didn't respond too much, but continued to sit on the square stool with a dull expression, staring out the window with dull eyes for quite a while.

Xiaoyan looked out curiously following her line of sight. Outside the closed window, there was nothing but the shadows of the whirling trees, the mottled moonlight, and gusts of wind blowing in.

Originally, this place was facing a small peony garden, and the scenery was very beautiful during the day, but it has been adjusted now.

"Ma'am, what are you looking at? It's getting late now, and there's nothing to see."

"……Have."

After a long while, the woman's voice rose gently, like a breeze passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, with a hoarse and tired taste.

Perhaps it was because of the bleak night, which made the figure thin, Xiaoyan felt that her wife was not the same as in the daytime, and even her back was full of sadness.

But how could it be?Madam clearly has avenged her vengeance, and the wedding is coming soon, so it can be said that there is double happiness, so why not be happy?
Thinking about it, she walked over in a bit of bewilderment, wanting to see what beautiful scenery Gu Erbai was looking at, so fascinated.

But looking at the little woman's face, she didn't see the charming scenery, but instead saw two lines of crystal clear tears hanging on the lady's face.

Xiaoyan was shocked, flustered for a moment, and forgot to say anything, and it took a long time before she opened her mouth to say, "Ma'am, why are you crying?"

"……Have it?"

Gu Erbai slowly raised his hand and touched his face, there was really something cool and shady.

"I do not know either."

She stared blankly at an old poplar tree with withered branches and leaves outside the window. The last few leaves were still hanging on it. human heart.

O'Henry - "The Last Leaf" tells us that people should always have hope in the face of adversity, but Bellman still passed away on a stormy night.

"Since I met Uncle Qing, he always makes me cry and doesn't coax me. Now I think of him and cry."

Years later, when she thinks of him again, she still cries.

How happy she was when she first met him, how depressed she is now.

As soon as Xiaoyan heard the mention of the host in her words, she immediately understood what it meant. Madam is still so young, it is natural to rely on her husband. Thinking about it, she covered her mouth and joked, "Madam really loves the host. It’s just leaving for a while now, and I will spend a lot of time with you in the future.”

The words fell, like a thin and long fishbone sticking in his throat, Gu Erbai couldn't speak, but his eyelids drooped slightly, his chest felt a dull pain, and hot tears rolled down again.

The light hits the thick eyelashes from above, casting a layer of shadow.

No, not long.

Uncle Qing, come back and accompany me.

"Ma'am, you should rest early, it's almost Haishi, and you've been tossing around for another day, I'm afraid you're tired.

If you really miss the owner, go to the bed early and have a beautiful dream, maybe you wake up the next day, lying in the owner's arms. "

"it is good."

A smile finally appeared on Gu Erbai's face, as if he was moved by her words.

But she has no sweet dreams to dream of.

Xiaoyan went to the couch to lay out the quilt, and the maids outside the door also filed in one after another, coming in with washcloth frames in their hands to serve.

At the end of Haishi, the wick on the candlestick was quietly cut off, and the sound of the door closing was heard, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Gu Erbai turned over, his heavy eyelids were drooping, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or not.

In the ear, sometimes there are turbulent calls, sometimes there are mournful wailing that break through the sky, and sometimes there are the most familiar whispers of love, and finally stay at——

Xiaobai, I want to marry you.

The little feet of the person on the couch pressed tightly against the only source of heat in the cold quilt. It was like a beating heart, emitting heat continuously, and the person on the couch gradually stopped rolling.

this night.

The Drunken Immortal Loft ushered in a pair of unprecedented guests, and there was a heart-wrenching disaster from Wanjia Yizhuang.

……

Chenshi, Gan Yizhai.

When Xiaoyan pushed the door and entered, Gu Erbai was sitting on the pillow, holding a heavy brass mirror in his hand.

She remembered what she said last night, and then glanced at the empty quilt next to the madam. She felt guilty, she was always chattering, and she didn't want to speak, but carefully opened the curtain of the flower window.

The warm and lively sunlight jumped in through the flower windows, illuminating the room transparently, making people's depressed and dull mood much clearer.

Gu Erbai's eyes narrowed slightly, as if stimulated by a strong light, the mirror also reflected light.

Xiaoyan turned around with a smile on her face, "Ma'am, breakfast is ready, do you want to change your clothes now?"

Gu Erbai shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the mirror.

Xiaoyan quietly walked behind her, squinting at the mirror, wanting to see what's so strange about it, only to see a beautiful pale complexion reflected in the mirror, with some faint bruises around her eyes.

Madam must have suffered from insomnia because the host did not come home last night.

Do you want to tell Madam the news from Wan Jia?But Butler Liu explained that it is not allowed to mention it in front of his wife, and it will cause his wife to ask about the whereabouts of the owner.

How is this good?

"Ma'am, the servants of Yuchun Hall are kicking shuttlecock. It's a lively scene. Madam, do you want to see it? Xiaoyan won the first prize last year."

She cleverly changed the subject.

No, the little woman turned a deaf ear to it, and just called her softly for a long time, and finally the hand holding the tracking mirror loosened a little, "Xiao Yan."

Xiaoyan leaned over again and again, "Madam, what are your orders?"

Gu Erbai turned around and handed the mirror to her, "What's wrong with you looking at the mirror?"

Xiaoyan took the mirror with both hands doubtful and cautious, looked around carefully, and shook her head.

She can't lie, she can only tell the truth, she can't give the answer Madam wants, and she doesn't know what answer Madam wants, or this mirror is a token of love given to Madam by the owner, and she wants her to boast of.

"I can't see anything wrong, I just think this mirror is very ordinary."

Even a little shabby, she desperately held back the last sentence.

The corners of Gu Erbai's narrowed eyes twitched, and the secretive expression on his face gradually condensed together, giving off a chill.

Ordinary, ordinary, is the biggest problem.

The tracking mirror is a Taoist spirit. It has accompanied Yichi Laodao through the vicissitudes of life and defeated the treasure crown tripod of the Putuo Temple. How can it be an ordinary thing.

She slowly took the mirror from Xiaoyan's hand, and the next second, there was a loud bang.

The old brass mirror was just thrown out of the little woman's hand and hit the low stool. The surrounding objects fell to the ground, and the dross from the broken mirror surface scattered all over the floor.

Xiaoyan was so frightened by this sudden movement that her back trembled and she knelt down on the ground, thinking that her wife was furious.

"Broken?"

After a long time, after the atmosphere calmed down, Gu Erbai looked at the debris on the ground, his delicate eyebrows were completely furrowed, and there was frost on the brow peaks under his eyes.

Xiaoyan was so frightened that her teeth were still chattering, her head was buried low, her hands were trembling, her voice sounded a little funny, "Husband, madam, you dropped it, it's because I'm talking too much, it's because I'm not caring."

"Do not……"

The little woman shook her head, as if she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

In Putuo Temple, Uncle Qing got so angry and exerted so much strength, the mirror didn't move at all. Now, it shattered so easily?

Could it be... fake.

Gu Erbai's eyes began to become a little terrified, a little flustered, if it was fake, how would she predict what was going on with her sister, how would she deal with the sudden arrival of the Great Compassion Curse?
Do you want to catch him without a fight?Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, she has thought about everything in detail, how can it be ruined here?

Gu Erbai swallowed his throat, tried his best to stabilize his mind, restrained his panic, held his head and carefully thought about who else had passed the mirror besides her.

In an instant, the picture from two days ago suddenly cut into my mind.

……

"Where's my mirror?"

"Return to Madam, Shui Fu is afraid that you will fall asleep when you sleep, so she specially put it away for you."

……

Water Fu?

It was she who changed the mirror.

how did she know...

"Where is Shuifu now?"

Gu Erbai suddenly lowered his head, picked up Xiaoyan's collar, and looked at her with burning eyes.

"Husband, madam..."

Xiaoyan became more and more frightened by her eagerly looking hot eyes.

"Straighten your tongue and say it!"

"Butler Liu won't allow slaves..."

"Come on, drag Xiaoyan down and chop—"

Xiao Yan immediately raised her voice and blurted out, "Mrs. Shui Fu passed out from crying last night, and is currently being tortured in the basement. But this morning, I heard that Steward Liu was afraid that she would rather die than open her mouth, so she swallowed it." Amian Dan, there are not two days that you can't wake up."

　Host: Xiao Jiu, I advise you to speak up.

　　Xiao Jiu: Brother, brother, I was wrong. I made the title to deceive people. Without your name, I am afraid that people will not read it. Your charm is ruthless... infinite.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)