Later, Shi Fuli learned that Zhong Guo turned out to be Gu Shiqing's secret guard, and became even more enthusiastic about him.
During the days when he was dancing with his sword outside the window and she was embroidering in the pavilion.
Zhong Guo never knew that under her intricate needlework, it was because she caught a glimpse of his face that she instantly became enlightened, secretly reminding herself that she thought he was Gu Shiqing, and that was why she was so rude.
On the unfinished embroidered veil, only the man's face was left blank.
Only Zhongguo thought that it was his blank space...
Zhong Guo was ordered to go to the Western Regions. Before leaving, he stared at her with a look on his face and asked her to wait for his return.
Seeing his smile so close to her, complex emotions surged in Shiffli's chest, but she didn't know how to speak.
She remained silent in the end, unable to bear the thought of him shattering all his expectations before leaving.
She thought that when he came back, if she could enter Prince Hui's palace, he would know her intentions without her having to say it herself.
On the Qiqiao Festival that year, she went to the house alone to meet Gu Shiqing.
She held the sachet embroidered by herself, as if she were holding her shy and timid girl's heart.
There are many plums, pears, peaches and plums planted in the back garden. It was late summer and early autumn, and these flowers were not in bloom. There were only clusters of Ophiopogon japonicus blooming with camellias under the rockery, and pots of peonies and begonias blooming beside the bamboo fence.
When Gu Shiqing came to the back garden, he saw her downcast face with obvious shyness, her toes gently touching the ground and her figure swaying slightly.
Even though he was a rough guy who was used to being in the army, on a day like today, she held a sachet in her hand and asked to see him, acting like a little girl again.
Gu Shiqing also knew what she was thinking, but he felt a little sad and laughed. Mr. Shi was only a few years older than him. In his mind, if he relied on his old age to live up to his old age, it would not be an exaggeration to regard Shi Fuli as his daughter.
When he first met her, she was just an eleven-year-old girl. Now her childishness has faded, and her beautiful face has become more beautiful, showing a soft outline.
But in his eyes, she was still the little girl who didn't understand the world.
In order to avoid her embarrassment, Gu Shiqing took the lead in speaking to her: "The king has made an appointment with the princess to go on a begging trip with her. If the matter is not urgent, Miss Shi, please go back first."
Shi Fuli's crimson cheeks and the earnest longing in her eyes suddenly shattered into countless pieces like a dream.
At this moment, Princess Hui was still picking lotuses from the pond. Gu Shiqing's eyes suddenly brightened and he strode towards Princess Hui, who was holding a lotus in her arms.
A gentle breeze picked up the hems of their clothes and touched each other slightly, but they were immediately separated by Gu Shiqing's eager steps as he turned around.
She saw Gu Shiqing open his arms and hold Princess Hui in his arms as if there was no one else around. The sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, as if he had traced thousands of branches and leaves with light ink on his white clothes.
He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tiny drops of water splashing on Princess Hui's face. Instead, it wetted one or two strands of hair falling on her forehead, like one or two crystal beads of rice dotted in her hair. , shining brightly on her featureless and mediocre forehead.
Gu Shiqing leaned over and scolded softly: "If you like it, just let the servant in the house pick it. You can also tell your husband. It's cold in autumn, so don't catch the wind and cold."
His expression was hidden behind the ordinary face of Princess Hui. Shi Fuli looked intently at the two people who were smiling coquettishly. She felt that the scene in front of her eyes stung her eyes, and she unconsciously removed the fragrance in her hand. The sac was rubbed beyond recognition.
Each of her dream-like broken fragments reflected the two of them dependent on each other.
After a while, Princess Hui noticed that there was another girl named Pingting in the garden, standing there bleakly, with red eyes and a lonely expression.
"This girl is...?" Princess Hui walked over.
Shi Fuli knew that if she had any sense of shame, she would bow out and leave, but her eyes fell on Gu Shiqing who was following him, and she couldn't tear her away.
He was wearing a white narrow-sleeved blouse, which was obviously the most ordinary clothing, but when she saw him in her eyes, she felt that the colors in the world in front of her became extraordinarily bright, like the rising sun.
This was the man she had seen for thousands of years, and she was unwilling and reluctant to leave.
Schiffli gritted her teeth, pursed her lips, and curtsied, but her words were not farewells.
Her voice was gentle but extremely firm: "The Shi family is beautiful, they are past their prime, and their admiration for the prince will not change for a long time. I hope the princess will allow me to be my concubine and maidservant, and I am willing to stay with you for the rest of my life."
Princess Hui Xu was really shocked by her bold words. At that time, Gu Xingyun was not even a few years younger than her.
Seeing how stubborn she was, Gu Shiqing showed no mercy and refused directly: "I don't want to take a concubine in my life, and there is no shortage of maids in the house. There are differences between men and women. Since Miss Shi is staying in the boudoir, she should not come here in the future. Hui Wangfu avoids being blamed and tarnishing the reputation."
After he finished speaking quickly and sternly, he turned around and ordered the maid to see off the guests, without even looking at Shi Fuli who was in tears.
On the other hand, Princess Hui hesitated to speak and blamed him for being too harsh with his words, but Gu Shiqing only coaxed her with a gentle voice and hugged her to leave together.
Shi Fuli looked at the two of them leaving, feeling pain like a heart breaking in her chest.
Closing my eyes, I felt endless heartache and sourness rushing into my eyes, and everything was pitch black.
"Miss Shi, please." Princess Hui's maid Lingqin said to her in an unceremonious tone.
Although he stretched out his hand to ask for a gift, his arrogant posture and dissatisfaction with his master's grievances were all displayed on his face without leaving any room.
Shi Fuli only felt that he was ridiculous. He had no intention of being a scandal, but he just caused the flood by being aloof and arrogant.
The sincerity she held in her hands was abandoned like worn-out shoes, and now even a little maid in the house dared to look at her with a cold frown and a provocative look.
In terms of beauty, appearance, figure, and age, how could her master compare to her
She is a mediocre woman with a thin willow posture and an ordinary appearance. In what way is Shi Fuli inferior to her
"Your father is also a fifth-grade Councilor of the General Affairs Department. He has a daughter who is not easy to raise and raise. He is so disrespectful and dishonest. If you don't leave, I will have someone kick you out." Ling Qin put her hands on her hips. , He frowned coldly.
Shi Fuli walked towards the pear tree from which Gu Shiqing had broken off a pear blossom, and hung the sachet that had been rubbed thousands of times in her hands on it.
Then, she turned around proudly and caught a glimpse of the peony, which was in full bloom, with purple, purple and yellow colors.
Ling Qin's shouting voice still came from behind: "You dare to hang any junk thing in the back garden of our palace."
Shi Fuli heard a "stab" sound and turned around to see Ling Qin tearing into pieces the sachet she had embroidered stitch by stitch with great satisfaction.
(End of chapter)