Xiao Jie had a good time and couldn't come back for a while. Huantong brought the table, chair and stove: "Master, sit down and wait."
Lin Qingyu ordered: "Move another chair to the steward Xi."
"Madam, you are polite." Xi Rong said with a low eyebrow.
Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "His Royal Highness does not regard Steward Xi as a presenter, and Steward Xi does not have to talk about the word'Xia Ren' often."
Regardless of what Xi Rong thinks in his heart, he still maintains humility on his face: "Your Highness has such a temperament. He often plays with his servants in the mansion. Your Highness does not understand the rules, and Xi Rong dare not understand."
Lin Qingyu smiled slightly, but a little coldness rose in her eyes: "It seems that Butler Xi is reluctant to drink my cup of tea anyway."
"The madam is unparalleled in style, and you can't afford to do anything, and such a vulgar person like a little has the blessing of drinking with his wife."
Lin Qingyu no longer forced, calmly said: "It's up to you."
Standing behind Lin Qingyu, Xi Rong stared at the famous beauty in Beijing calmly. Lin Qingyu's appearance is impeccable, just sitting quietly and sipping tea can turn the cold school grounds into a beautiful picture.
However, the more inspiring beauty is, the more dangerous it is. Lin Qingyu married Lu Xiaohouye first and General Gu Gu. How could such a person not have Scheming City Mansion.
Lin Qingyu noticed Xi Rong's gaze, and said, "Butler Xi, don't take a good look at your Royal Highness and see what I do."
Xi Rong was pierced by Lin Qingyu, and still calmly said: "The younger one is looking at the tea in the hands of his wife. His Royal Highness praised the tea in your house just now, saying that it is better than the tea in the palace. I wonder if the lady can reveal the mystery. Little long insight."
Lin Qingyu put down the tea cup in the book, and said: "Steward Xi really thinks of His Royal Highness everywhere. In the future, Your Royal Highness will go to the fief, and you will go with him?"
"This is natural."
"Are you willing?"
Xi Rong's long and narrow phoenix eyes shrank in amazement: "The little one doesn't understand what the lady means."
Lin Qingyu caught the slight change in Xi Rong’s face, and the corner of his mouth was intriguingly led: “Stay in the capital, stay in the palace, but steward Xi may be the eunuch of the eunuch; but once you follow the palace, you will become the eunuch. He can only be a steward of eunuchs forever."
The word "eunuch" pierced Xi Rong's bones fiercely. But he has been stabbed a lot more, and he can maintain his sense of measure no matter when and where he is: "Palm-print eunuch... Madam knows what these four characters mean."
"The eunuch in the hands of the eunuch, also known as the'inner minister', is the head of the inner court's power. What do you say this means."
Xi Rong sank a face. He was born feminine, with a gloomy look, and Huantong's back was chilly when he looked at him. "Ms. General said these things, isn't she afraid of small misunderstandings?"
Lin Qingyu asked back: "Then have you misunderstood."
Talk to smart people as long as you stop. Xi Rong obviously understood what he meant, but was silent, pretending not to understand.
His reaction was within Lin Qingyu's expectations. Although Gu Fuzhou and Xiao Jie had some friendships, they could only be said to be general acquaintances. Xi Rong and him only met twice. It is indeed too early to conspire with big things now, as Gu Fuzhou said. Lin Qingyu said that this was just a trial, and Xi Rong's silence had already given him the answer.
Since Xi Rong didn't trust him, let him taste some sweetness first.
"By the way, His Royal Highness has moved out of the palace and set up his own residence, but he is only the'four princes'. I remember that when the prince was the prince, several of his brothers first sealed the prince. After the prince ascended the throne, these princes went to the fief one after another. "Lin Qingyu said, "Holy God has everything in the world, and I am sick again, I am afraid that I forgot about it. It would be great if someone could remind him of this."
Xiao Jie's biological mother was just a maid in another palace, who gave birth to Xiao Jie after being favored by the emperor overnight. The emperor didn't like this son very much. The emperor rarely thought of his son on weekdays. Other ministers would not be full to remind the emperor to give him the title, in case the prince is unhappy, it is not worth the loss. As a result, Xiao Jie's appointment of the king has been delayed, and it has become Xi Rong's concern.
Xi Rong also wanted to use this to see how capable the generals and his wife were, so he smiled and said, "I also hope that your Royal Highness can be crowned the king as soon as possible." After a positive response, he added, "It's good to leave the capital as soon as possible. Wait for the right and wrong place."
During the conversation between the two, Xiao Jie had already walked a circle and returned with Gu Fuzhou. Lin Qingyu handed Gu Fuzhou the tea prepared in advance: "General, please use it."
Gu Fuzhou smiled, "Thank you, Madam."
On the other side, Xiao Jie happily shared his feelings about riding a sweaty BMW with Xi Rong: "Xiaobai looked at her temperament, but he was so obedient in front of General Gu. The general let it go wherever he went. Go, let it be fast and it will be fast, let it be slow and it will be slow."
Xi Rong said: "This average horse seems to be able to do it."
"It's different." Xiao Jie waved his hand and explained seriously, "I can obviously feel the difference. Alas, I don't know how to describe..."
Xi Rong smiled and said: "I have watched the guns and horses, it is not early, and your Highness should go back to the house."
Lin Qingyu and Gu Fuzhou sent them away. Xiao Jie got into the carriage first, and Xi Rong once again expressed his uninvited apologies to them, thanked them for the hospitality, and finally said, "Then I will leave first."
"Hold on." Lin Qingyu stopped him, "I will write down the mystery of tea and hand it to the steward Xi next time. Okay?"
Xi Rong bowed his hands and said, "Mrs. Youlao."
As soon as the carriage left, Gu Fuzhou rubbed his face and complained, "How can you be so tired by pretending to be facial paralysis."
Lin Qingyu turned and entered the mansion: "Is there anything you do not feel tired?"
"Sleep." Gu Fuzhou followed Lin Qingyu with his hands on his shoulders casually, "How are you talking with Xi Rong?"
"You are right, he is an ambitious man."
Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, "How could I be wrong. I'm a person who reads complete books."
"Awesome." Lin Qingyu praised perfunctorily, "and he should be very concerned about his physical disability. It can also be understood that the person he likes smiles innocently in front of him all day, but he can only watch. To marry him and have children. Instead, it’s me..."
"Wait." Gu Fuzhou frowned, "Who do you like? Who are you talking about."
"Naturally it is Xiao Jie."
Gu Fuzhou was shocked: "Why do you think Xi Rong likes Xiao Jie?"
Lin Qingyu was inexplicable: "Didn't you write it? Xiao Ting and Shen Huai know, Xiao Jie and Xi Rong."
"Then I wrote about Xiao Li and the queen, don't you think that this parent and child can have anything to do?" Gu Fuzhou tutted, "I can't see, Doctor Lin, your acceptance level is so high! Ashamed of it. Ashamed!"
Lin Qingyu is rarely speechless. Gu Fuzhou said this, as if his thoughts were so dirty. "It's not like it, what's the relationship?" He Liang Liang said, "Don't tell me, Xi Rong is just bowing to Xiao Jie, loyal to his fate."
Gu Fuzhou said: "Before Xiao Jie's biological mother was drunk and favored by the emperor, she had an affair with a guard and had a secret marriage. There were few people in the palace, and no serious master. The palace lady concealed it for seven or eight months and succeeded. Gave birth to a baby boy."
Lin Qingyu said in surprise: "You mean... Xiao Jun and Xi Rong are half brothers?"
Gu Fuzhou nodded: "The girl in the palace ridiculed him, he was sent out of the palace to be raised by a distant relative. The distant relative dragged Xi Rong to nine years old and sent him back to the palace. After Xi Rong was cleansed, he was next to Xiao Yue. The little eunuch. However, the two of them are only supporting roles after all, and there is not much writing in the book. Only he himself knows how Xi Rong thinks about Xiao Jun."
"Then Xi Rong knows his identity?"
"Know. It is precisely because of knowing that he will protect Xiao Jie. By protecting and protecting, he has ambition. Why is it all produced by the same mother, some are princes, and some are eunuchs. Ruo. His prince brother will ascend to the throne one day, isn't he the emperor brother of the king of a country." At this point, Gu Fuzhou thought that there were some things that must be informed to Lin Qingyu in advance. "Qingyu, in the finale of the original book "Huai does not know the emperor", Xi Rong protected Xiao Jie, and finally went to the fief with him. I told you before that Xi Rong is a smart person who will not be easily People control. A monarch without a city, plus an eunuch who desires power, the two are still brothers, which is not a good thing."
Lin Qingyu knew what Gu Fuzhou wanted to express. He asked: "So in the original book, is Xiao Wei a good emperor?"
Gu Fuzhou laughed sarcastically: "The author didn't write in detail, only took a single stroke, saying that after Xiao Tengfeng Shen Huai became a queen, the great fortune of the great Yu was prosperous, and all nations came to the kingdom. Qingyu, if you are a person with a world in mind, you should let him go. , So as not to miss Dayu's national fortune."
Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "According to you, Jing Ke shouldn't go to assassinate King Qin, so as not to delay Da Qin's dominance of the world?"
Gu Fuzhou raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say that."
Lin Qingyu sneered: "If I can really support Xiao Jie in the upper ranks, I will take care of the two brothers. If they are unwilling to be obedient, then another one is to be obedient. Xiao Jie is not the only one with the surname Xiao."
"It's not as good as you ascend the throne and claim the emperor yourself." Gu Fuzhou said leisurely, "Is there a saying, how can the prince and general Xiangning have a kind?"
Lin Qingyu glanced at Gu Fuzhou, and the brilliance between her eyebrows spread: "Being an emperor, no matter how bad things are, there will be no pleasure-boring."
Lin Qingyu returned to the study and invited Huantong: "Hand over a famous post to Nan'an Hou's Mansion, saying that Lu Xiaohou's death day is approaching, and I want to give him incense."
Huantong was taken aback: "Is Xiao Hou Ye already a year away."
"Ok."
Huantong said in a loss: "Life flies so fast."
In addition to Lin Qingyu, Hualu also kept in mind Lu Wancheng's death, and prepared a rich sacrifice early. When she was preparing the dried fruit, she happened to be seen by Gu Fuzhou. When Gu Fuzhou saw so many things, he thought the mansion was about to come.
Hualu was unsure whether he should tell the general Xiaohouye about the upcoming death, so he looked at Lin Qingyu hesitatingly. Lin Qingyu asked: "Did you forget."
Gu Fuzhou said, "Did I forget something?"
Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment: "It's nothing."
Lu Wancheng had a very hard time during the last period of time. He was deliriously ill, and naturally he didn't remember the day. Even if it’s been a long time since it’s been back to light,... I can’t see anything.
Gu Fuzhou doesn't remember, it's not a happy thing.
The day before Lu Wancheng's death, the first snow of this winter fell in Beijing. The snow fell so hard that pieces of it blew off, but for half a day, the courtyard was already covered with white snow.
When Gu Fuzhou returned to the mansion, he had no time to change his official uniform in the future, so he found Lin Qingyu in the study: "Qingyu, the snow outside is already thick, let's build a snowman."
Lin Qingyu was lacking in interest: "It's not the first time it snows, and there are some snowmen built."
"It hardly snows in my hometown. For me, not making snowmen on a snowy day is a waste of life." Gu Fuzhou stretched out his hand to block Lin Qingyu's eyes and prevented him from reading, "Let's go Qingyu, and have fun with your husband today. Have a play, eh?"
"Let Huantong play with you."
Gu Fuzhou was kicked out and didn't leave: "Doctor Lin is so indifferent, what happened?"
Lin Qingyu paused: "No."
Gu Fuzhou asked with some worry: "Am I annoying you? Then I'm leaving?"
Lin Qingyu was startled, and immediately smiled hard: "Why are you bothering me. I just... don't like snow."
Gu Fuzhou thoughtfully: "You are because of me..."
Lin Qingyu interrupted him: "When it snows, the medicines I have dried will not know when they will be dried. For doctors, rainy and snowy days are not as good as sunny days."
Gu Fuzhou didn't force him, nor did he look for Huantong to make a snowman. He took a storybook from the bookcase and watched the book quietly with Lin Qingyu.
From day to night, the quilt seemed to be covered with frost. Probably because it was too cold, Lin Qingyu did not feel sleepy for a long time. Finally fell asleep, and suddenly woke up from a dream in the middle of the night.
There is no light in the room, and the outline of the furniture can be vaguely seen through the moonlight and snow. Lin Qingyu's heartbeat was like a drum, got out of the bed barefoot, and looked towards the upper bunk.
-There is no one on the bed.
Lin Qingyu's limbs were cold, and the scenes in the dream were intertwined with reality. He stood in front of the bed, forced himself to be calm, telling himself over and over again that it was just a dream, but his body still froze uncontrollably in place, unable to move.
Lin Qingyu turned around abruptly until a creaking door opened behind him, and saw the tall figure of the man.
"Qingyu?" Gu Fuzhou asked in surprise, "Why are you awake too."
Lin Qingyu opened her mouth, trying to speak, but couldn't say a word.
Gu Fuzhou lit the lamp with a fire fold, and the expression in Shang Lin Qingyu's eyes changed. He walked up to him quickly and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Where have you been?" Lin Qingyu forced himself to speak, only to realize that his voice was terribly low and hoarse.
"I was hungry and woke up in the middle of the night, so I went out and asked Hualu to make a bowl of noodles for me." Gu Fuzhou cupped his cheeks, "Why are your eyes red? Are you mad at me eating alone, and then I want to cry?"
Gu Fuzhou's palms were warm, making Lin Qingyu's eyes more sour. Lin Qingyu shook her head, lowered her eyelashes, and said softly: "I want to... see if you are still there."
Gu Fuzhou was quiet, suddenly picked him up, and walked towards the bed. Then he put him on the bed.
Lin Qingyu was in a daze, feeling that this situation seemed to be familiar to him, and suddenly there was the illusion that he was in a dream state.
Gu Fuzhou knelt before the bed, looking up at him: "The day I died, it also snowed, right."
Lin Qingyu asked, "Didn't you see it."
Gu Fuzhou smiled: "Yes, I saw it."
Lin Qingyu breathed, gritted his teeth and said: "... liar."
Gu Fuzhou was noncommittal: "Don't think about the past, am I not doing well now."
"I don't think about it often." Lin Qingyu hesitated, and said what was in his heart, "I... a little scared."
He never showed his fragility in front of others, even in front of Lu Wancheng and Gu Fuzhou. This is the first time.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Think about it, I am using General Gu's body this time. General Gu is so strong, he certainly won't die of illness like the last time. I'm not on the battlefield now-even if I do, It’s just a bad idea in the account, and it won’t die.” Gu Fuzhou smiled. Even a 30-year-old man’s smile is as bright and clear as a sunny day, “So, I will always be there.”
But Lin Qingyu was still worried: "It's real or fake."
"Really, I swear—I will write you a letter of guarantee?" Gu Fuzhou said, really went to the table and started writing. As it was written, he laughed again: "However, I am twelve years older than you. It is estimated that you will have to send me away in fifty years."
Lin Qingyu tilted her head and smiled softly.
Gu Fuzhou heard the laughter and looked up.
The cruel beauty was sitting on the bed with a slight smile on her mouth and a deep pool in her eyes, looking at him tenderly.
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