Since Guo Jia's status as a military advisor and sacrificial wine finally passed the emperor's approval, he also got better living conditions in Xudu this time, and arranged for many subordinates to serve, and Lin Jun's existence was not as casual as in Yanzhou. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

So she didn't even go out of the door, only slept on the bed and looked at the ceiling, looked at the classical wooden furniture in the room, and sometimes couldn't tell whether she was dreaming or waking up.

Guo Jia, Xiao Tao, and the rest of the house did not mention Lin Jun's screaming in the middle of the night, as if that night was still one of her many dreams.

Xiao Tao is a very capable and observant girl, almost as soon as Guo Jia stretches out her hand, she knows what he needs. After Guo Jia had her by her side, she basically didn't need Lin Jun anymore.

At first, when Xiao Taofa returned to women's clothes, Lin Jun did not connect with the "little maid" who traveled along the way, and thought that she was the hostess of the house, and also called her Mrs.

Because Lin Jun's identity was more embarrassing, when she heard Xiao Tao call her "Mrs. Lin" for the first time, she only hesitated for a long time and did not directly deny it.

But he didn't want to, Guo Jia told Xiao Tao that day that Lin Jun was not his wife, which was really embarrassing.

From that day on, Lin Jun has become a stinky woman who has a dead skin in Xiao Tao's eyes and a dead face around Guo Jia, but Guo Jia is rejected thousands of miles away.

It seems that without Guo Jia's orders, the entire Guo Mansion treats her as air, although she has never lost food, but no one has ever taken the initiative to ask her everything, maybe even if she suddenly disappears, no one will find out.

However, this is exactly what Lin Jun wants, and she prefers to be alone in a daze.

Stay alone and watch the flowers bloom and fall, the rain falls, the rain stops, and spring goes and spring comes again......

She avoided Guo Jia from afar, fantasizing in her heart that as long as she didn't hear anything outside the window, maybe the battle of Wancheng, which made her nightmares, would pass before she knew it...... There's no calendar anyway.

But the flowers in the yard, the wind blowing by the lake, and the clothes and clothes of the people around her all remind her of the change of seasons over and over again. That day has not yet come.

She didn't wait for the battle of Wancheng, but she waited for Guo Jia first.

It's been more than a year, and she has been eating and waiting for death in Guo's mansion for more than a year. Since that nightmare, she and Guo Jia have never spoken a word, because she stays at home, basically they haven't seen each other, even if the two sometimes bump into each other, Guo Jia doesn't look like they don't see it.

But on this day, he took the initiative to find Lin Jun.

Holding an invitation in his hand.

Lin Jun looked at Guo Jia in surprise, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

Guo Jia handed the invitation card to Lin Jun, sighed lightly and said, "Take a look, after all, the two of us were invited." ”

Lin Jun took the invitation and quickly opened it-she didn't like the feeling of being blindfolded, and she preferred to see it with her own eyes-

Under the title of Guo Xijiu and Mrs. Lin, the names of Cao Ang and Xiahou Lin were so dazzling that Lin Jun could hardly open his eyes.

"What are you showing me this?" Lin Jun hid his anger and looked directly into Guo Jia's eyes, could it be that stimulating her was also one of his pleasures.

"Although the contract between you and me is written for three years, since we have agreed verbally, as long as Gongzi Ang gets married, I can also set you free." Guo Jia replied.

Lin Jun's mood calmed down a little, lowered his head and read the invitation repeatedly, and muttered, "Isn't it not yet the filial piety period?" ”

"This is what the lord meant, after all, the war situation is tight, and the prince and Miss Xiahou are not young, so they will not be restrained by those false courtesies."

Guo Jia sat down beside her and asked, "Have you thought about where to go and what to do in the future?" ”

"Nope." Lin Jun said honestly that she was too confused during this time, "I'm ...... Can I continue to help you? ”

Guo Jia looked at her calmly, and there was no wave in her peach blossom eyes. He usually likes to wear blue or cyan, but today he is dressed in moon white for some reason, Lin Jun stared at his clothes blankly, as if looking at the cold moon white could make her thoughts clearer.

"We'll talk about it then." Guo Jia only replied, "You think about it first." ”

After that, he took the invitation card from Lin Jun's hand and stood up.

Lin Jun hurriedly grabbed the red paper that burned her heart tightly, and hurriedly said, "Let me see the time." ”

"The tenth day of March." Guo Jia said as he ruthlessly withdrew the invitation.

"Then when are you going to attack Zhang Xiu?" Lin Jun asked again.

Guo Jia opened his mouth, but finally replied: "April or May, just wait for the weather to get warmer." In fact, it doesn't matter, Zhang Xiu has already surrendered. ”

Lin Jun lowered his head and let out an "oh", with mixed feelings in his heart.

She likes Guo Jia's death to save face and speculate on people's hearts, no matter what weird questions she asks, he will not ask her why.

Guo Jia stood for a while, and left without a word, and the moon-white clothes swayed as far away as the clouds on the horizon.

It's already February, Lin Jun silently recalled, time is running out.

She thought that after being silent like a green lantern ancient Buddha for so long, she should be much calmer when she saw Cao Ang again. But I don't want to just look at his name today to make her sad.

Not to mention that it is written with the names of other women.

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"Will you come with me?"

Soon on the evening of the tenth day of the first month of March, Guo Jia appeared in front of Lin Jun's door again as scheduled and asked.

Sometimes Lin Jun really thinks that Guo Jia is deliberate, sprinkling salt on her wounds over and over again, is it better to do this to him, an older unmarried young man?

"I'm not going." Lin Jun said directly, "I'm not Mrs. Lin anyway." ”

"Whatever you want." Guo Jia said, "It's understandable, you can rest at home." ”

Lin Jun sent Guo Jia away with a smile, and immediately closed the door heavily.

She turned out the men's clothes she hadn't worn for a long time and put them on, and sat in front of the bronze mirror and put on makeup. However, after not disguising for several months, Lin Jun felt that he was a lot unfamiliar with his methods.

Guo Jia can understand that she didn't drink Cao Ang's wedding wine because he thought that Lin Jun couldn't face the lover in his heart to marry her, and Lin Jun himself originally thought so.

But then she realized that if she didn't go to the scene to see it herself, her imagination would drive her crazy!

She imagined the scene where Cao Ang and Xiahou Lin walked into the banquet holding hands, imagining the scene where the two of them looked at each other with affection, and even imagined the scene where Cao Ang kissed Xiahou Lin with those lips that kissed her!

She'd rather see it with her own eyes! Maybe Cao Ang's indifference to Xia Houlin will give her a little comfort in her heart.

What's more, when Cao Ang becomes a relative, and Xiahou Lin stays in Gongzi's mansion, she will never have the opportunity to see Cao Ang again! Maybe until he dies in battle, she won't be able to look at him again!

In this era when there are no photos and no videos, she doesn't dare not look at him again, for fear that she will forget his appearance in the future, and she is afraid that when she recalls this big boy in the future, she can only think of a blurry face.

Admit it, Lin Jun, you miss him, you want to take this opportunity to see him - even if this is the day he marries someone else, what right do you have to be sad, this is all caused by your own hands.

She quickly dressed herself up as a little girl, rushed out of Guo's mansion, and blended into the dusk of the setting sun.