My husband is the future emperor

Yan zhixia was in a hurry and wanted to bring his daughter back quickly. The food here is really too expensive. She doesn't have much money with her and can't stand a little casual food.

But Xiaoxiao ran very fast and ran to the cake in the twinkling of an eye.

Yan zhixia hurried to catch up, and the long veil covered her face floated along with her trot.

Gu Qingcheng held Yan zhixia's hand, "don't stop her, let her go."

"But..."

I don't bring much money out. I don't have any capital to make casually.

Otherwise, if you don't have money to pay in the end, you'll lose face.

"No, but," said Gu Qingcheng, who was so coquettish, "in summer, a gentleman takes care of it, and a gentleman takes care of it. Do you know what a gentleman takes care of it?"

This Yan zhixia really doesn't know.

She shook her head and said, "the owner of this restaurant has no intersection with me, and I don't know him, so I can't spy on what he wants to express by looking at the name of a gentleman."

Gu Qingcheng took Yan zhixia to the nearest box to sit down and handed her a menu, "gentleman, think again?"

Yan zhixia took the menu and tilted his head.

Just then, the waiter pushed the door in, walked to Gu Qingcheng with a smile and said, "the landlady hasn't come for a long time. If you don't come again, the big guy won't know you."

Yin zhixia: "......"

landlady?

Gu Qingcheng poured himself a glass of water, looked at the waiter and joked, "since you don't know me, the boss of Yueyin won't send it in the future."

"How can this be done..." the waiter was worried and hurriedly said: "know, the landlady is turned into ash. We all know each other."

Chemical, chemical and ash?

Ah, how does that talk?

Curse her to death?

Gu Qingcheng was almost choked by a mouthful of water.

Yan zhixia looked at Gu Qingcheng inconceivably, and was stunned to interrupt their communication, "Han Han, you are the landlady here, so the boss here is..."

Junzi Lin?

Yes, it's Junzi Lin.

She murmured, "a gentleman takes care of it, a gentleman takes care of it."

The restaurant takes the surnames of Junzi Lin's "Junzi" and Gu Qingcheng's "Gu". Finally, a gentleman's attention was synthesized, which felt like singing with a woman.

"This is your mom and pop shop?" Yin zhixia said, admiring Han Han for opening a mom and pop shop with her husband.

She is different. If Timur doesn't kill her, she will thank God for a good life.

Not to mention opening a mom and pop shop with him, it's impossible.

By the way, when he first came in, Yan zhixia didn't think it was a good name when he saw the name of a gentleman. He thought it was an ordinary restaurant name. Now that I know the origin of the name, I suddenly feel that the name is so romantic!

It's so romantic. She is jealous, but she doesn't hate it.

Gu Qingcheng nodded and felt a little sad at the bottom of his eyes. "It's really a couple's shop." they took it when they had the best feelings. It meant that the husband sang and the woman followed.

But now, counting with her fingers, she hasn't seen Junzi Lin for a long time.

She hasn't seen her since she lived here with Yan zhixia to heal her wounds.

Yan zhixia's wounds had scabbed and slowly recovered.

More than a month has passed.

What is Junzi Lin doing?

He never came to her.

Don't you miss her at all?

Or did she annoy him by asking him questions before?

So he sincerely alienated her?

……

The study was dark, and all the windows were blocked by boards from the outside. Junzi Lin sat decadent on the ground, his back against the desk, and his feet were full of wine jars.

He doesn't like drinking at ordinary times. His good daughter Hong has been cherished and doesn't drink much. She won't take it out until a major day.

Now he poured it into his stomach like water.

The liquor ran down his throat and burned his stomach.

Junzi Lin has drunk a lot. His physical discomfort is more and more obvious. He is very uncomfortable.

But his mind was always clear. He couldn't drink and lose consciousness.

It's really painful to be awake.

He always remembered the last side of Gu Qingcheng, her eyes and what she had said. Once he thought of it, he was suffocating.

The most unbearable thing for him is that he always counts every day she leaves.

For more than a month, she didn't contact him and didn't go home once.

She walked so resolutely, as if she didn't care or miss him at all.

In her world, Chu Huaixin is important and Yin zhixia is important. She will accompany them and go with them.

Anyone is more important than him.

He is the only husband who doesn't matter.

When Junzi Lin represses his pain most, he can't help thinking, what is he to her?

Dispensable existence?

Or completely indifferent, can give up at any time.

At the thought of this, my heart is as painful as a needle.

He wants to get drunk. When he gets drunk, he won't think about these people and things he feels bad about.

"Ha ha... Ha ha..." sneered. Junzi Lin opened a wine jar again and raised his head to drink.

His eyes were full of fog, pain and weakness.

"Your Highness, it's time for lunch." Chu Yan knocked on the door outside. Behind him stood a handmaid carrying a food box, a girl beside Princess Ning.

After a long time, there was no echo in it. Chu Yan's words seemed to tell himself.

Entertain yourself and nobody pays attention.

Chu Yan was unwilling and continued to shout, "Your Highness, you haven't eaten anything for several days. Just open the door and have something to eat?"

These days, Junzi Lin doesn't eat or drink. He locks himself in a dark study all day and lives on wine. Everyone is very worried.

After a long time, there was still no response.

"Still no response." the maid said timidly.

"Don't worry, I'll shout again." Chu Yan comforted his maid.

The maidservant nodded and looked forward to Chu Yan. "Chu bodyguard, the food that the maidservant brought today was cooked by Princess Ning herself. The princess said, your highness, if you don't eat the maidservant, don't go back. You must help the maidservant."

Chu Yan said, "I'll try my best. Don't worry."

What else did the maid want to say? She swallowed a mouthful of spit. After all, she didn't say anything. She just looked at Chu Yan's eyes and looked forward to it even more.

Chu Yan continued to knock on the door, but there was still no response, as if there was no one.

But Chu Yan knew that there was someone inside, and his highness was inside.

Your highness hasn't left here for five days except to let go.

Chu Yan has been watching outside. He knows the situation best. He can't make a mistake.

"Chu bodyguard, what should I do now? Your highness still refuses to open the door or eat the food cooked by the imperial concubine." the maid began to panic, "if your highness doesn't eat, the maid will be miserable."