The news that Miss Gu Linghe was undressed by Miss Gu Qinghe on the street by Miss Gu Qinghe spread all over Xiangcheng on the same day, and it was also added to the vinegar by various people, talking about the sound and color that made the listeners unsatisfied.

And the two parties, one locked in the room and unable to remember, the other desperately strengthened the exercise in the courtyard.

Shame, absolute shame!

The more Gu Qinghe thought about it, the more angry he became, this body was too unassuming, and he had to strengthen it as much as possible.

Bai Yan? I remember you!

"Miss, you wipe your sweat." Hongdou handed the towel to Gu Qinghe, who was doing pull-ups.

Gu Qinghe stopped, took the towel to wipe his sweat, drank a few sips of red beans and handed over the jasmine tea.

"What's going on over there with my aunt?" Gu Qinghe was angry, but he was not dizzy.

"After yesterday, Miss Nine locked herself in the room and did not allow anyone to enter, while the eldest aunt cried at the master for a long time. Miss, you really got into trouble this time, and I don't know what to do with it. ”

Gu Qinghe started to do pull-ups again, "You go and prepare a medicinal bath for me, it won't be long before my father will come to the door." ”

Sure enough, as Gu Qinghe expected, as soon as she finished taking the medicinal bath, Gu Manting came to Lanyuan in person, her face was pale, obviously she had come to Xingshi to ask for the guilt.

Gu Manting had just come back from the court, and he was still wearing a brown-red court dress, which made him more and more handsome.

Gu Qinghe thought decently that Gu Manting saluted: "Dad." ”

Gu Manting sat down at the stone table in the courtyard with a dark face: "Qinghe, give me an explanation!" ”

Gu Qinghe's eyes were straight and he didn't flinch: "I did it on purpose, there is nothing to explain." ”

Of course Gu Manting knew, but although Gu Linghe was delicate, she was still young, and there was still the possibility of cultivating into a good chess piece, but now that Gu Qinghe was so tossed, Gu Linghe was completely ruined!

"Do you know that you ruined Linghe's life!"

"Dad, Linghe, she is here to ruin my life. I am only returning to others in my own way. Gu Qinghe's tone was indifferent, "Or does my father think that Qinghe's life is not as good as Linghe's life?" ”

Gu Manting found that he had no way to deal with this daughter who suddenly changed her personality, so he changed the subject: "Where did you learn your martial arts?" ”

Gu Qinghe lied so calmly that his face should not be: "I learned secretly." ”

"Alas!" Gu Manting sighed, "Don't lie to your father." Ruolan knows that I don't like women to practice martial arts, but I'm afraid that you will be bullied, so I will teach you secretly. That's it, that's it. ”

Xiao Ruolan knows martial arts? Gu Qinghe was surprised, there was no such thing in the memory of the original owner. In her memory, Xiao Ruolan was soft and weak, and in the end she still died of illness, and she couldn't tell that she was a martial artist at all.

"From today onwards, you are not allowed to go out of the Gu Mansion again, and you are preparing to go to Lushan in the Mansion." Gu Manting let Gu Qinghe go so lightly, it was really this moment and that moment.

Gu Qinghe sighed with emotion, and he didn't forget his plan: "Dad, Lushan and his party, can you let Sister Xianghe go with you?" Sister Xianghe knows a lot, so she can help her when the time comes. ”

"Linghe has this incident, Lushan can't go, just let Xianghe accompany you." Gu Manting thought of another trick, Xianghe was beautiful, and it was not a bad thing to go to Lushan to be favored by other royal relatives.

"Thank you, Dad." Gu Qinghe bowed his head and said, "Dad, how do you deal with Linghe's matter?" ”

"Miss Gu Jiajiu committed suicide due to humiliation and fear, and the eldest aunt thought about her daughter, so she found a folk woman who looked like Miss Nine and accepted her as a righteous daughter, and named her Nian Ling." From beginning to end, Gu Manting did not have the slightest distressed look on his face.

What a suicide in fear of sin! As soon as it was confirmed, Gu Linghe's evil behavior of persecuting Gu Qinghe on the street was returned, and Gu Qinghe's innocence was returned, after all, the current Gu Qinghe was not the useless waste material before, and he still had to be protected. Second, he gave Gu Linghe a new identity, which is really killing two birds with one stone!

Gu Qinghe sneered secretly, but there was a smile on his face: "Daddy is wise." ”

The next day, the news of Miss Jiu's death by hanging herself came out in the Gu Mansion, and a white lantern was hung in front of the Gu Mansion to hold a low-key funeral for Gu Linghe. Miss Gu Jiajiu has since disappeared.

When it came to the appointed day, Gu Qinghe secretly climbed over the wall and went out of the house alone, she took the written recipe and the drawn drawings to the Qingxian Teahouse to find Su Changqing, and she could still listen to people talking about the Gu family on the way.

When she saw Su Changqing in the teahouse, the latter looked at her with a smile on her face, obviously listening to her glorious deeds.

"Where is my silver?" Gu Qinghe didn't see the exploration and playfulness in Su Changqing's eyes, slapped the formula on the table, and directly asked for silver.

Su Changqing just moved his fingers, and the one next to him handed over the silver ticket.

Gu Qinghe couldn't help but glance to the left. The last time I came to Qingxian Teahouse, Xiang Zuo was sent by Su Changqing on a mission, so I didn't see it. When he saw him today, Gu Qinghe thought he was to the right, but he felt that the temperament exuded by his body was different.

Xiang Zuo noticed Gu Qinghe's strange gaze, so he said, "I'm Xiang Zuo, and what you saw before was my twin brother Xiang Zuo." ”

"Poof!" Gu Qinghe couldn't hold back his laughter.

Left to right, it's really an interesting name.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiang Xiang was holding the newly developed juice to the right and just entered the door when he heard Gu Qinghe laughing.

Gu Qinghe glanced to the right: "I laugh, obviously they are twin brothers, why is the elder brother mature and steady, but the younger brother is impetuous and immature." ”

was said to be immature by a ten-year-old girl, and Xiang Right was almost mad, and he frowned coldly at Gu Qinghe: "Why do you say that?" ”

"Just what you say now." Gu Qinghe's eyes fell on the juice held to the right, she took the lead in bringing a cup over, first sniffed it, and then took a small sip.

It is pomegranate juice, the color is bright red and beautiful, and a few pieces of ice are added, and the taste is fragrant and refreshing.

"How?" Su Changqing asked.

"You added honey?"

"Pure pomegranate juice tastes a little bland, so a little honey is added."

"Not bad." Gu Qinghe cast an approving look, "You'd better ask the craftsman to burn some porcelain for juice." ”

Gu Qinghe thought for a while: "Bring some paper and pen." ”

Gu Qinghe drew a set of small and delicate coffee cups. In this era, there is no glass, there are no straws, and considering the aesthetics of this era, then the coffee cup is perfectly suitable.

Gu Qinghe pointed to the pattern: "The cup is a little bigger than the teacup, and when the juice is served, a small cup of ice cubes and a small cup of sugar water are attached, so that guests can add it according to their preferences." ”

Ice cube syrup has only one practical effect, that is, to make customers feel that it is very high-end and extravagant.

"Well, I'll order someone to arrange the firing." Su Changqing had to admit that Gu Qinghe designed it like this, and it suddenly seemed that this juice was a little more high-grade.

"In the recipe I just gave you, the corresponding special porcelain has been drawn, and you can also have people fire it." Gu Qinghe put the silver ticket into his arms, "I should also go, if I have any good ideas next time, I will look for you again." ”

Su Changqing bowed his head: "Wait for the good news." ”

After Gu Qinghe left, Su Changqing unfolded the formula and pattern sent by Gu Qinghe, and he looked at it one by one, his brows were rarely furrowed.

Su Changqing read them one by one, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad between his eyebrows, he ordered Xiang Zuo: "Xiang Zuo, you copy all of these and send them to the Lord." ”

"Yes."