Concubine Chen Gui was deposed, and the prince was beaten severely by the emperor. Lin Qingyu's goal was achieved, so he temporarily stopped and acted in a low-key manner, not going anywhere except the palace. On weekdays, I read books in the general's mansion, make drugs, and raise Gu.
As early as when he decided to support the new emperor, he began to raise Gu, so as to take the emperor and command the princes at the right time. This Gu is different from the common Southern Frontier Gu, it must be able to escape the eyes of other imperial doctors. The imperial physicians of the imperial hospital have their own merits, and it is not easy not to be noticed by them. Lin Qingyu tried several times, and the Gu worms died batch after batch, and finally there was a little fruit in this spring.
It was a Southern Xinjiang female scorpion, only the size of a little finger cover, but it passed five stages and cut six generals all the way, and stood out among the many polyculture gu insects. She would quietly get into the human body to lay eggs while people are sleeping. And these worm eggs are the planted Gu.
Lin Qingyu focused on the Gu worm. The first thing he did to get up every day was to check the situation of the Gu worm. There was no time to send Gu Fuzhou to the court. When Gu Fuzhou returned to the mansion, there was no beautiful lady to greet him. He went to the study to look for it, and saw Lin Qingyu holding a small and exquisite tweezers, feeding the bugs little by little special meat. Gentle, patient, and attentive, don't even know the husband is back.
Gu Fuzhou wanted to laugh a little. The last time he was fed by Lin Qingyu was in Lu Wancheng's period, he hadn't enjoyed this benefit for a long time, but the little Gu worm was suddenly fed by a big beauty.
He coughed slightly, expressing his existence. Lin Qingyu didn't lift her head, and continued with her hand movement: "I'm back."
Gu Fuzhou tugged casually, untied the handicap on the collar of the official uniform, and sat down beside Lin Qingyu. Lin Qingyu was facing the table, while he was leaning back on the table, looking up at Lin Qingyu, and said, "I'm hungry."
Lin Qingyu said: "Go to the cook when you are hungry, I don't know how to cook."
Gu Fuzhou choked, turned around and put his chin on Lin Qingyu's shoulder: "I want to eat with you."
"I'm very busy." With Gu Fuzhou's pressure, Lin Qingyu's right hand was inconvenient to control. Feeding small Gu worm meat is a meticulous job. Lin Qingyu suspected that Gu Fuzhou was getting in the way and drove people away: "You go and eat first, don't get me wrong here."
Gu Fuzhou looked at the ugly worm eating happily in the altar, and couldn't help but feel sad from it: "If I have a chance to be reborn, I can just rebirth on it. All day long, besides eating and sleeping, there will be beauties to feed them. Look at me now, the upper dynasty discusses politics and raises iron, wakes up and greets the dark every day, and is as tired as a dog. I really don’t live as good as a worm."
Lin Qingyu was finally willing to look at him, and said displeased: "Don't say such silly things, you won't be born again."
To be reborn, you must die once. Gu Fuzhou realized that he had said something wrong, and accidentally touched what Lin Qingyu cared about most, and immediately turned off the topic: "By the way, Qingyu, I have ordered that the maid named Wuya be placed in one place without any concealment. In the other courtyard, he sent cronies to guard it secretly, and now it's up to him when Xiao Wei will find the door."
Lin Qingyu nodded lightly: "The emperor's side is almost over."
Last autumn, he brought the critically ill emperor back from the ghost gate. Now that Xiao Teng's energy is almost exhausted, the emperor is about to lose the value of utilization, and it is time to report back to Guimenguan.
Lin Qingyu smiled lightly at the little Gu worm: "Child, you have to win your father."
Gu Fuzhou: "..."
Lin Qingyu loved little Gu worm so much that she almost forgot that she still had a husband who had just made love. Gu Fuzhou once suspected that Lin Qingyu was going to sleep with a porcelain altar containing small gu worms. Fortunately, Lin Qingyu was not so exaggerated. Gu Fuzhou could also understand this kind of behavior. Lin Qingyu devoted countless efforts to this Gu, and countless failures resulted in this little Gu worm. Just like someone doing academic research in his hometown, he finally got a little bit of research results, but he can't protect him like a baby.
On this day, when Lin Qingyu was feeding little Gu worm chicken blood, he accidentally spilled chicken blood on his hand. He didn't like the smell, and immediately got up and washed his hands. When he returned, he found that he had forgotten to put on the altar cover, and the porcelain altar was empty.
In an instant, Lin Qingyu squeezed her heart, barely maintaining her composure. He cleaned his hands for only a moment, and the little Gu worm couldn't crawl far, and he was definitely still in this room. He searched from near and far, unwilling to let go of any corner. But the gu worm is too small, and you will miss it if you neglect it.
Lin Qingyu was about to ask the people to come in and look for it together, when Yu Guang suddenly saw a crawling black spot at the door. He let out a long sigh of relief, holding the porcelain altar and preparing to catch the little guy who ran away from home. Seeing that success is imminent, one leg greets the eye—
"Master, what would you like for dinner?"
Lin Qingyu watched as the Gu worm he had worked so hard to nurture disappeared on the soles of Huantong's shoes, his face turned pale, and he froze in place on the spot.
Huantong didn't know that he had trampled on the young master's "child", so she asked unclearly, "Young master?"
Lin Qingyu closed her eyes. It seems that if he can't see it, things are not true.
Seeing Lin Qingyu not speaking, Huantong became more and more anxious: "Master, what happened?"
Lin Qingyu has always been able to restrain his emotions, and this time is no exception. He was calm when he said: "You trampled my Gu worm to death."
"Ah!" Huantong jumped back instinctively, and she saw the corpse of a scorpion where she stood just now. Huantong knew the importance of this Gu, and his voice trembled with fright: "Master, I, I didn't mean it, I don't know it's here."
Lin Qingyu looked down at the motionless little Gu worm, and sighed softly.
Huantong puffed and knelt down: "Master, it's all my fault, you punish me! Punish me for thirty big boards, and deduct me another month... No, three months' monthly bill. Don't be sad..."
Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "Never mind if you are punished, you can collect her corpse. There is poison in her corpse, so be careful."
Huantong wrapped the little Gu worm's body with a veil and buried it under a tree in the back garden. After doing this, he returned to the study and saw Lin Qingyu reading the book nonchalantly, and cautiously leaning over: "Master."
Lin Qingyu asked: "Have you taken care of it?"
"Okay." Huantong whispered, "Master, I'd better go to the steward Yuan to get the 30th board."
"No need."
"But that's the Gu that you finally raised, don't you really care?"
"This is the end of the matter, what's the use of caring?" Lin Qingyu said calmly, "Poison Gu is dead. If I complain again, and punish you again, she won't come back."
Huantong was ashamed: "Master, I'm sorry."
"Fine, you can't be blamed completely for this."
Lin Qingyu always protects his shortcomings and can dismiss those who don't matter, but he is always softhearted towards his own people. Furthermore, if he hadn't forgotten to put on the porcelain cover, Gu worm would not be trampled to death by Huantong. This matter, the responsibility lies with him.
After that, Huantong kept guarding Lin Qingyu, and was relieved to see that there was nothing unusual about him.
As dinner approached, there was a sound of "The general is back to his house" outside, and Lin Qingyu put down the medical book quickly and strode out of the study.
When Gu Fuzhou stepped into the yard, he saw his beautiful wife hurriedly walking towards him, even running for the last few steps. This made him a little flattered, and the exhaustion of the whole day was wiped out.
Lin Qingyu stood still in front of him: "You are back."
Gu Fuzhou knew that something was wrong when he saw Lin Qingyu's expression: "Qingyu?"
Lin Qingyu looked at Gu Fuzhou with a look of concern, and couldn't calm down anymore, and said softly, "Little Gu worm is dead."
There was a hint of grievance that could not be hidden in the tone.
Gu Fuzhou realized the seriousness of the problem. He first took the fragile beauty into his arms, and then asked: "What's the matter?"
"I forgot to put the lid on for a while and let her climb from the porcelain altar to the ground. Then..." Lin Qingyu's voice trembled slightly, "Then she was trampled to death by Huantong."
Gu Fuzhou felt distressed for a while, and stroked Lin Qingyu's hair with his generous palms: "It's alright, it's okay, I will help you figure out a solution-this time you don't need to call you'husband' to help you think about it, don't be sad."
Lin Qingyu's face was buried in Gu Fuzhou's chest. Gu Fuzhou went to the iron cavalry camp in the afternoon, wearing a cold armor, just like his mood at this moment.
"What can you do?" Lin Qingyu complained, "If you die, you are dead, and you can't be saved. I raised her for a whole month before raising her to such a big age, and she was gone as soon as I stepped down."
Gu Fuzhou said, "Then we have another one?"
"It's easy to say. You don't know, I tried so many times to feed this one."
This is indeed a bit difficult. Gu Fuzhou couldn't care too much, and the most urgent task was to coax the big beauty first. Lin Qingyu had no appetite for food at all, so Gu Fuzhou accompanied him to starvation. He took Lin Qingyu back to the bedroom and sent all the people away.
Lin Qingyu sat blankly at the table. Without outsiders present, he doesn't need to restrain his emotions. In front of Gu Fuzhou, he can always be unscrupulous.
Gu Fuzhou stared at Lin Qingyu under the lights. Lin Qingyu was really sad, the corners of her eyes were a little red. The beauty who is calm and self-sufficient in front of others, and who is not merciless when poisoning people, has a bit of pity for me at this time.
Lin Qingyu was a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and said, "Look at what I do."
Gu Fuzhou said leisurely: "Huo Qubing was appointed as a Marquis at the age of seventeen, and Sun Ce dominated Jiangdong at the age of eighteen. Our doctor Lin died at the age of twenty because of the little Gu worm he raised, so he lost his temper and refused to eat."
Lin Qingyu suddenly said, "Do you think you are funny again?"
Gu Fuzhou smiled and said: "Then I can't be depressed with you. If I am as depressed as you, who will coax you."
Lin Qingyu squinted his eyes: "You can still laugh."
"The little Gu worm is dead and I am also sad, but the worm can't come back to life, you and I both want to start something." Gu Fuzhou followed the temptation, "The meal must be delicious. If you don't eat, you have the strength to make money and kill you."
"I understand the truth." Lin Qingyu expressionlessly, "but I just don't want to eat now."
Gu Fuzhou moved out his assassin: "Then I will bury your abdominal muscles?"
Lin Qingyu glanced at him: "You are here again."
"It's still cold now. I'm willing to take off my clothes and bury your abdominal muscles. This is not enough." Gu Fuzhou paused, "Or, I will play with this general's little tongue for you?"
Lin Qingyu raised her eyebrows lightly: "How to play."
His lips were kissed off guard. He heard Gu Fuzhou say: "How do you want to play, Doctor Lin."
The number of times the two of them made each other wasn't counted, and Lin Qingyu hadn't gotten used to this kind of touch yet. With a heartbeat, he backed away unconsciously. Gu Fuzhou's palm supported the back of his head, not allowing him to hide.
Lin Qingyu met a pair of eyes suddenly, only to see that they were as bright as stars, shining brightly, reflecting his own face.
Lin Qingyu lost consciousness for a while, and then heard a chuckle. When Gu Fuzhou lowered his head towards him, Yuan Yin's voice resounded outside the room: "General, Madam, there is some movement in Wu Yana."
The author has something to say: After finishing the plot, let's chapter daily=w=