MTL - She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband-Chapter 50
The sun shines through the window, but it doesn't warm him, the other party insists on being a concubine, Gu Ningxi is speechless.
"Qiniang, it's getting late. I'll go to the office first, and they'll take you back to the small courtyard." After a long silence, Gu Ningxi forced herself to make arrangements, but she didn't dare to look at Mo Qiqi, turned around and left. Draw an arc.
Mo Qiqi stared blankly, and the god-like man in her heart just pushed the door away and finally cried with her head in her arms. The sound of "Wow wah" was heard far away, until the maids came in embarrassingly to help her up.
"It turns out that Brother Xi doesn't like me, he doesn't want me... It turns out that I still can't get a living under Mrs. Xi Shao. What's the use of my previous life wishes?... How should I live the rest of my life?" Mo Qiqi murmured all the way. Subtle, no one can understand except herself.
**
In the morning of the same day, Tao Xinhe discovered that the man turned out to be a tiger in white rabbit skin, baring his fangs and expressing aggression toward her, so he had no choice but to run away.
Through the wide-open door, the colorful sunlight dazzles the eyes. Cheng Shicheng held his hands behind his back and quietly watched the beauty trot away with her skirts on. However, the unique fragrance mixed with agarwood and sweet-scented osmanthus around her body was faintly lingering in her nose.
After a long time, "A Tao, I will not give up after I say this." Cheng Shicheng rubbed his nose and smiled heartily.
**
When Tao Xinhe returned to the mansion, her ears still felt uncomfortable, as if the strange man's breath was still harassing her endlessly, she didn't even want to eat lunch, so she impulsively said: "I want to take a bath."
Under Qingfang's surprised eyes, she remembered that she was still a child, she gave up, wiped her face and hands, and cleaned her hands very vigorously, and then she was about to take a nap.
Tao Xinqiang pestered her to spend the afternoon snack with her sister, when she noticed that the precious incense box was still in Qingfang's hands, she made a fuss: "Sister, you said in the morning that you wanted to take it away and return it to someone else, why did you bring it back?"
What a headache. Tao Xinhe didn't want to mention a word about Chen Shuixiang, and then thought of the unfinished words in the morning, and said sharply: "Qiang Niang, to be honest, what are you thinking about Cheng Jia?"
The face of the lotus-like girl was stained red, Tao Xinqiang took a look at Qingfang, saw that the girl was obediently holding the box and leaving the room to close the door, so she let go of her courage and approached her sister, ready to tell her thoughts.
"Eh? Sister, the skin on the base of your ear is broken? How did you do it? Does it hurt?"
"Answer my question!" Tao Xinhe touched her ear, saw that her fingertips were indeed stained with blood, and smiled wryly in her heart, as if she had known each other before.
Not long ago, because Gu Ningxi grabbed her wrist, she rubbed the skin red and painful. Today, because of Ji Changbo whispering in his ear, she rubbed herself with a cloth towel. Why is it always like this?
Is she punishing herself? It's obvious that the men don't know how to behave, and their behavior is out of proportion. Why does she want to hurt herself because of this? Isn't she wronged? If it wasn't for her younger sister, Tao Xinhe would have wanted to hug herself.
Tao Xinqiang didn't think much about it, she lowered her head against her sister's shoulder, and said shyly, "Sister, what about Cheng Jia, it's really interesting. I dreamed about him one night. But Ning Niang is also very good, they are always together. We laughed heartily at each other, and I watched quietly from the sidelines, and even had the idea of joining."
Tao Xinhe couldn't listen any longer, stood up abruptly, grabbed her younger sister's wrist rubbing her forehead, and asked crisply: "You know that their husband and concubine have intentions, right? Could it be that Cheng Jia secretly teased you? Do you think Join? How to join, are you going to be a concubine or let Ning Niang be a concubine?"
"No, no, Cheng Jia is very polite, but I didn't control my thoughts. Sister, don't worry, listen to me. I know, there is no possibility of joining!" Tao Xinqiang just opened the door, it is impossible to imagine her sister's reaction so violently , quickly picked the key point.
She pulled Tao Xinhe back to the chair, stuffed a soft pillow behind her sister's back in a fawning manner, and put hot tea in her hand before continuing: "First of all, status does not allow it. No matter who I am or Ning Niang, it is impossible for me to be a concubine." Yes, I firmly remember, don’t worry, sister. Moreover, once I get involved, even if I don’t want to destroy it, it will definitely cause irreparable harm, and I understand.”
Tao Xinhe's face was cold, her chest was heaving and unsteady, for some reason she suddenly thought of Mo Qiqi, the Mo Qiqi whose appearance was blurred in her mind.
Heh, Gu Ningxi once said that taking concubines is only for shelter, so what is Mo Qiqi thinking? Never, is it also the idea of joining?
At this time, listening to her younger sister's confession from the bottom of her heart, she felt rather disgusted and impatient: "So?"
Tao Xinqiang sighed, became old-fashioned, and concluded: "So, I guess, maybe I admire men like Cheng Jia. But he has already belonged to Ning Niang, so I will find another similar one, and it will be fine? Sister, This matter has to be entrusted to you, you know so many people, follow Cheng Jia's model to help me find my husband's family, is this the head office?"
Tao Xinhe wanted to get angry and laugh at the same time, and after a long while, she poked her finger on her sister's forehead and said, "Qiangniang... when I think you are confused, you can speak clearly. I just thought you were transparent. Now, after listening to your childish words again, let me do something with you."
She also took a long sigh, adjusted the soft pillow to sit more comfortably, looked far away, softened her voice, and taught her younger sister: "People are similar, but not consistent. Everyone is unique. If you hold a fixed If you observe other people as a character, you will definitely feel awkward everywhere. So, you can't ask your future husband to be like Cheng Jia, who is not good to anyone, understand?"
Tao Xinqiang seemed to understand but half understood: "Sister, let's take you as an example. You have been a married woman for more than three years. Before us, you never said Gu...Gu Sicheng said something bad, and my sister-in-law also said that you looked at Gu Sicheng. Cheng's eyes are bright."
"I'm talking about you, why bring him up?" Unexpectedly hearing the old man, Tao Xinhe's heart skipped a beat, she covered her forehead, closed her eyes and groaned, the last four words were soft and soft.
Tao Xinqiang hurriedly continued: "I just want to say, sister, we all see your affection for Gu Sicheng. He always leaves a mold in your heart, right? After the divorce, Gu Sicheng will definitely not be able to have it anymore. Sister, if you look for a step-in-law in the future, won't the new brother-in-law have the shadow of Gu Sicheng?"
Sleepy and tired, Tao Xinhe opened her long and narrow eyes to look at her sister, but glanced at the screen in front of the bed curtain from the corner of her eye. She could imagine lying down, wrapped in a soft and warm quilt, and falling asleep quickly. .
Her thoughts seemed to be stuck in the mud. Tao Xinhe listened to her younger sister analyzing her feelings, so she didn't bother to respond and refute, and simply replied: "I don't want to remarry. It has nothing to do with Gu Sicheng, so don't mention him in the future. In short, you can't carry the mold Looking at other people, Qiang Niang, take your time."
At the end of the talk, she yawned, waved her hand weakly, and arranged: "I will talk to you in detail when I feel better. Qiang Niang helps me to see your sister-in-law, and I will go there at night."
After sending his sister away, Tao Xinhe staggered slightly to the side of the bed without taking off his outer shirt, let out a long sigh, almost whimpering, raised his legs and lay on his side, curled himself up, threw away all complicated thoughts, and entered Dreamland.
**
Qingfang, who has been guarding outside the house, looked at the exquisite wooden box in her hand, and felt like a hot potato. If she didn't hold it properly and knocked it, she would not be able to pay for it if she sold her family three times. , I heard that a fingernail that big is worth a tael of gold.
She was even more puzzled about the situation between the layman and Uncle Jichang. This morning, I was chatting and joking with the maids of Gu's mansion in the side room where the servants of the uncle's mansion were entertaining, when I heard someone calling her, saying that her master had run outside the gate of the uncle's mansion, and told her to run after him.
Qingfang was out of breath and caught up with the layman, wanting to ask how to dispose of the spices, but seeing the layman's face was so dark that water dripped down, the corners of his cheeks were tightened, and he could hear the faint sound of his teeth "clicking" when he got closer, so she dared not go any further. After making a sound, following the layman climbed into the carriage of the Tao Mansion, he neither said goodbye to the host of the Bo Mansion, nor greeted the second room of the Gu family who came with him, and came back in silence all the way.
After seeing the third girl leave, she entered the room lightly, only to find that the layman was already fast asleep.
Qingfang turned her head to think about it, the master didn't explain it, but it must be wrong to keep the wooden box everywhere, like just now, didn't the third girl just open it and smell it? At that time, the layman's expression was very strange, his thin eyebrows were twisted, the corners of his lips were slightly pouting, but his eyes were averted, Qingfang couldn't understand it.
She went around the room, put the wooden box into a large box with a lock, and then helped the layman cover the messy quilt, An Sheng stood by.
Although sometimes he was not stable, his body rolled from side to side, and occasionally leaked sleep words with unclear meanings. After all, the layman slept for a whole afternoon, and only woke up when the sun set.
While helping her up, Qingfang told her softly, "Layman, the submerged spices are put away first, what should I do with them?"
Probably still in the chaos, Tao Xinhe half-closed her eyes, leaned against Qingfang weakly, pouted and replied: "I'm so annoying, my husband said that the fragrance of the sinking water is peaceful, just like a gentleman, I don't like this smell of lukewarmness." .”
As soon as the words were finished, Tao Xinhe opened her eyes wide-eyed, fully awake, sat up straight, a little afraid to look at Qingfang, wondering when her fascination was just now.
She coughed lightly, her thoughts became clear again, and she ordered lightly: "Then put it away properly first, and talk about it later. I haven't dealt with housework for a day, so I ask the housekeeper to come over, and I will ask about the situation."
Qingfang should turn around, Tao Xinhe looked at the back of the maid who was close to her, thought for a while and said: "Qingfang, check all the clothes sent back by Gu's mansion, if there is any smell of sinking water, wash them several times, until there is no more smell, Re-diffuse sweet-scented osmanthus.”
**
At any rate, she told Mo Qiqi what was in her heart. When Gu Ningxi was handling official duties in the Ministry of Etiquette, she found that she was able to concentrate again. Maybe it was because half of the burden in her heart was thrown away?
However, during the leisure time at noon, what she saw and heard outside the Tao Mansion last night came into her mind, Gu Ningxi thought, the Jichangbo Mansion made a move, and the submerged spices must be of high quality, right?
The lady received the wooden box in the inner courtyard, and smelled the elegant and soft fragrance, would she smile?
It seems that there is only a male master in Jichangbo mansion? What is Uncle Jichang's intention in presenting such a generous gift?
What about yourself? Limited by the status of her ex-husband, what can she do for her?
Until the next shift, Gu Ningxi was still thinking about it, and unknowingly walked on a fork in the road, Shishu reminded: "Master, this is not the way to go back to the house."
When Gu Ningxi raised her head, she realized that the scene was not right. She laughed dumbfounded, and was about to turn around when she heard a warm call: "Gu Sicheng is here? Come in and have a drink."
He heard the reputation and looked, not far ahead obliquely, Xiangyang Restaurant was in sight, a chubby middle-aged man stood at the door, waving to him non-stop.
