Great room.
A table of meals has been set up in the house as warm as a spring day. Four hi balls, sweet and sour pork loin, West Lake vinegar fish, and Sanzhen chicken soup, together with all kinds of fresh vegetables, turned out to be a whole table. full.
Ding Guogong Gu Wuji is in his early forties this year. He wears a long gown and looks very elegant.
Even though the traces of time have been added to his face now, he can still see the handsome and reckless youth from his eyebrows. He is a close friend of the Son of Heaven, an important official in the court, and he looks like he is supported wherever he goes, but now he is pacing anxiously in the house with his hands behind his back.
Changsui Changshan grew up with him since he was a child, and he was regarded as a careless milk brother.
This meeting saw Gu Wuji Quanwu's calm and restless appearance on weekdays. It was funny, but he said helplessly: "Master Guo, you have been gone for almost a quarter of an hour, aren't you tired?"
Gu Wuji shook his head, as if thinking of something, he turned his head suddenly and asked, "How long have you been there?"
Chang Shan replied, "It's almost two quarters of an hour."
"You said Man Man, are you not willing to come again?" When the man in his early forties said this, his tone was cautious and his expression was low. After he finished speaking, he glanced at the table of dishes behind him. favorite things.
He sighed lightly, was silent for a moment, and then said, "If she refuses to come, you... have someone bring the dishes over."
The house was brightly lit, and several long-handled palace lanterns stood on Gu Wuji's handsome and refined face, and he could see his long eyelashes hanging down on his face, forming a sparse and dense projection. In the house, people felt a bit lonely.
Seeing him like this, Chang Shan just wanted to forgive him a few words.
A message came from outside, "Master Guo, Fifth Young Lady is here."
The voice just fell.
The silent man raised his head abruptly. His face was full of undisguised happiness, and his brows were beaming. He didn't even wait for Chang Shan to leave and strode out. When he saw the girl who was being supported by Bai Lu, The steps stopped.
Under the night.
Gu Wuyou was wearing a gorgeous vermilion cloak with embroidered peony flowers on it. Inside was a moon-white short-sleeved jacket with makeup and flowers. Underneath it was a delicate green woven gold skirt. The most popular embroidered shoes in Langya, with a small pearl on the top.
She actually looks nothing like her biological mother, Wang Chengdai.
Wang Chengdai's appearance is just like her name. "The distant mountains are like Dai, and the water is full of smoke." She is the daughter who was raised in the Wang family's boudoir. She has learned the etiquette of poetry and calligraphy since childhood. forget.
Can you worry about it
She looks very delicate and bright.
If Wang Chengdai is a Jiangnan landscape painting with splashing ink, then Gu Wuyou is the most powerful stroke in the painter's pen. Even among thousands of people, she is still the most eye-catching one.
But every time Gu Wuji saw his direct daughter, Wang Chengdai's figure could not help but appear in his mind.
He always remembered that the first time he saw Wang Chengdai, it seemed to be the same weather. The girl was wearing a cloak, carrying a lamp in her hand, and walking towards him across the corridor. When she saw him, it seemed He was stunned for a while, then he showed a shallow smile, and then lowered his head again.
Gu Wuji didn't like to read when he was young, but when he saw Wang Chengdai that day, a lot of words that he had heard praising beauty before jumped into his mind.
One of them says something like this-
"When she bowed her head, the water lotus under the moon was blowing gently with the wind, with endless tenderness."
It was the first time in Gu Wuji's life that he felt a heartbeat. During the time he lived in the Wang family, he was like a foolish idiot who tried his best to meet her by chance. He liked to see her laugh the most. When the time comes, the eyes will bend into crescents unconsciously.
And the day when she laughed the most was when he secretly took her out of the house, took her on a horse, and picked wild flowers all over the mountains for her.
She stood on the green hills, the wind in the mountains was blowing her long hair, and the lilac dress on her body was carried by the wind, and she looked up at him, bent her eyes, and said softly, "Brother Gu, this is how I grew up when I was young. Big, happiest day."
"Your Majesty."
Bai Lu's greeting made Gu Wuji pull back from his old thoughts, he nodded, but his eyes always fell on Gu Wuyou. The pearls shine even more brilliantly under the light.
He seemed to be hesitating about how to speak.
Gu Wuji's handsome and slender eyebrows showed a bit of a smile, he actually wanted to reach out and touch her head, but he just thought about it, he coughed lightly, and he used a very cautious tone and care Wu Wuyou said, "Man Man, let's go in for dinner."
Gu Wuyou nodded and agreed.
Gu Wuji wanted to be alone with his daughter, so naturally he didn't ask extra people to serve him, only Chang Shan and Bai Lu were left. Sitting opposite Gu Wuyou, he took the initiative to take the dishes for others, and said, "It's the same cook from before, try to see if the taste is the same as before."
Done.
He watched Gu Wuyou eat eagerly, and when she took a bite of sweet and sour pork ribs, she asked in a low voice, "How is it?"
After Gu Wuyou later married Li Qinyuan, she didn't like sweets so much. In fact, she had almost forgotten the taste in her memory, but seeing the man opposite her looking at her expectantly, she really didn't want to. blow his mind.
He nodded, "Yummy."
Although he still said only two words, Gu Wuji was overjoyed. This was the first time Manman had lost his face. He was so happy! The chopsticks in his hand seemed to be unable to stop, and he piled every dish on the plate, and it was almost piled up into a hill.
Seeing him like this, Gu Wuyou felt a little uncomfortable.
In fact, she also wanted to talk to him well, wanted to say "I miss you so much" and wanted him not to be so careful, but she had never gotten along with her father very well since she was a child, and she didn't know the relationship between father and daughter. What is a normal relationship like.
If it's a general—
Gu Wuyou couldn't help remembering what Li Qinyuan had said to her before.
"Manman, the friendship between family members is the strongest, but you also have to learn to express it, don't let people always guess what you are thinking, what you want to do, just say it yourself... Don't wait until one day, want to say At that time, the other party was no longer there.”
The hand holding the chopsticks paused.
Gu Wuyou looked at the man opposite, and remembered how he was lying on the bed in his previous life, unhappy. Even if she learned to let go in her previous life, it would be too late to get along with him.
And this life-
She seemed to hesitate for a long time in her heart, but in the end she pursed her lips and held Gu Wuji a pair of chopsticks. In his dull eyes, she said softly, "I don't know what you like to eat, this dish is not bad."
She lowered her head and moved the dishes on the plate with chopsticks, perhaps because it was the first time she did such a thing, she was a little helpless, but she still tried her best to finish her words, "Don't always serve me dishes, Eat it yourself."
This is over.
Not only Gu Wuji, but even Chang Shan and Bai Lu were a little surprised.
But after the astonishment, he was happy, especially Gu Wuji, his eyes were a little red, and his voice became a little choked, "Okay, okay, I'll eat it too, I'll eat it now." He said, He put the dish that Gu Wuyou gave him into his mouth.
I don't know if it was because I ate too fast or because I was too excited, Gu Wuji couldn't help coughing.
Chang Shan hurriedly poured him a cup of tea.
Gu Wuyou also put down his chopsticks worriedly, frowned, and kept looking at him, waiting for the cough to heal before asking, "You... Are you alright?"
Gu Wuji waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm just... I'm so happy."
After he finished speaking, he held another pair of chopsticks, "Hurry up and eat." As he spoke, he turned his head and instructed Chang Shan, "Go and bring my wine." He was happy today and wanted to drink more.
Chang Shan was about to persuade him.
However, Gu Wuyou already frowned and said, "Drinking hurts your health, don't drink alcohol all the time." In the previous life, his father caused migraine headaches because of drinking all the time, but he was never cured.
Gu Wuji was stunned for a while, but then he laughed again, he turned his head to look at Gu Wuyou, looking at her charming face under the lights, even his voice became much warmer, "Okay, listen to you, Don't drink."
Seeing this, Gu Wuyou lowered his head to eat again, but he was thinking about how to open his mouth and ask her father to promise her to go to Luming study.
In this room, the father and daughter ate in a rare atmosphere of harmony.
On the other side, the Duke of Wei's mansion seemed very deserted. The second and third rooms of the Li family went to other places, leaving only the big room in the capital, where they ate together on weekdays, but even so, only Li The old lady, the Duke of Wei, Li Censhen, and Li Censhen's successor Yin Wan and her son Donger, that's all.
Mrs. Li turned fifty this year.
She wears simple clothes and wears a string of Buddhist beads on her wrist all the year round. When she looks at a table of dishes, she just frowns and sighs, "I don't know what happened to Xiao Qi?"
Li Censhen, who was beside her, heard this, and paused for a while before saying in a deep voice, "If he doesn't have a good time, he will come back naturally."
When Mrs. Li heard this, she frowned. She is usually a gentle person, but every time she encounters Li Qinyuan, she can't help arguing with her only son, or Yin Wan is worried that the two will meet again After a dispute, he put down his chopsticks and said gently, "Don't worry, mother, I have already sent someone to Jintai Temple to deliver the letter. Your birthday is coming soon, and Qilang will definitely come back."
Hear this.
The dissatisfaction on Mrs. Li's face disappeared a little. She dialed the Buddha beads and said, "Qilang is back this time, you should pay more attention, don't always say those unpleasant words and let your popularity go away."
Li Censhen frowned, and just as he was about to refute, Yin Wan pulled his sleeves. He was silent for a while, but he still didn't speak.
Several people in the room were eating lukewarm.
At the other end of the door, there was a white figure who turned over and dismounted. It was Li Qinyuan who hadn't returned home for a long time. In the cold weather, he was still dressed as usual, wearing a tight white shirt with sleeves, as if he was not afraid of the cold by nature.
The big red lantern was swayed by the wind.
The little servant couldn't see clearly, and when someone approached, he said quietly, "Seventh Young Master?"
Li Qinyuan gave a faint "um", and threw the horse whip in his hand to the servant. When he was about to enter, he glanced at the door plaque gifted by the late emperor with a mocking smile on his face.