As she spoke, she walked into the inner room and took out a fox cloak and put it on Gu Mingzhu's body.

"It's fine." Gu Mingzhu sniffed and said softly, she raised her eyes and looked out of the dark window.

She counted them with her fingers, Chu Jing had been away from the house for several days, but there was no news at all.

Qiao'er looked at Gu Mingzhu sitting in front of the window in a daze, and couldn't help but smile and quipped: "Miss, is this missing the general?" ”

"Don't tease me." Gu Mingzhu glanced at Qiao'er with disgust, frowning displeasedly.

At this time, Qiao'er stepped forward, closed the window, lit the candle in the wing, and brought a cup of tea to Gu Mingzhu's hands.

"Miss, just relax, the general will definitely return to the general's mansion safe and sound." Qiao'er comforted.

"It's not too early, Miss Ben is going to rest."

Gu Mingzhu said lightly and took a sip of thin tea.

The next day.

As expected, it started to rain outside the window.

Knocking on the window lattice, a slight cool breeze rushed into the wing.

Gu Mingzhu, who was lying on the bed, couldn't sleep a little, she got up and sat on the head of the bed, and called outside: "Qiao'er." ”

Qiao'er, who rushed to hear the sound, lit the candle in the room, lifted the curtain and looked at Gu Mingzhu.

"Isn't Miss a nightmare?"

Seeing that Gu Mingzhu's little face was white, Qiao'er asked in a low voice.

"Hmm." Gu Mingzhu stretched out her hand to support her forehead, but found that a thin layer of sweat was oozing from her palms, and she couldn't help frowning.

Just now she dreamed that Chu Jing was covered in blood and fell into her arms, and she sat up in fright.

Seeing Gu Mingzhu's uncertain expression, Qiao'er took a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and comforted: "Isn't Miss worried about the general's safety?" ”

"Is there any news from the general?" Gu Mingzhu asked in a low voice, a look of unease flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Qiao'er shook her head, looked out of the dark window, and said in a low voice: "General Jiren has his own natural appearance, Miss, you should sleep again." ”

"No, Miss Fumoto, get up." Gu Mingzhu no longer had the slightest sense of sleep, and stepped on the ground barefoot.

Qiao'er nodded yes and gave her a brief freshening.

Gu Mingzhu sat on the seat in a white gauze skirt, and the tea she drank was a little bitter.

She sat quietly in her chair, staring out the window in a daze, where it was still raining, falling scattered and banging on the lattice.

A faint cool breeze blew in, lifting the hair in front of Gu Ming's forehead, her eyes flashed slightly, and a complicated expression flashed in her eyes.

At this time, Qiao'er quietly took out her cloak and draped it on her body, sighed slightly and said nothing.

At this time, she said softly: "Qiao'er prepared pen and ink for me." "She's going to write a letter.

"Miss, what are you doing here?" Qiao'er knew that Gu Mingzhu had always disliked learning the most.

Even the grandmother in the palace that Chu Jing had invited for her to discipline her to write and paint, but she refused.

"If you want to go, then go get it." Gu Mingzhu said coquettishly, sitting there looking a little uneasy.

Seeing this, Qiao'er hurriedly replied, "Yes, Miss." She turned and walked away.

After a while, Qiao'er took the four treasures of the study and placed them on the table.

And Gu Mingzhu picked up the paintbrush, pondered for a long time, and finally wrote a few words on the letterhead, the font was neat and delicate, and it was pleasing to the eye.

Qiao'er stood aside and hurriedly praised: "Miss's handwriting is so beautiful." ”

No wonder Chu Jing once invited the grandmother in the palace for Gu Mingzhu, but Gu Mingzhu never paid attention to it at all.

And Gu Mingzhu looked serious, and after writing a few words on the paper, she put it away, stacked it neatly, and stuffed it into an envelope.

She then picked up the envelope and handed it to Qiao'er beside her, and ordered softly: "Send this letter to the guards of the palace and send someone to the general." ”

"Yes, Miss." Qiao'er nodded in response, turned around and walked away.

Then she started to draw on the paper when she had nothing to do, and the delicate brush was perfect, and then she put down the brush, and her mood was inexplicably much better.

After breakfast, the rain outside the window stopped, and the sun appeared in a short time.

The rain was good, the weather became much clearer, and even the air was fresh.

Gu Mingzhu put down the dishes and chopsticks, stepped out in broken steps, took a deep breath, and smiled.

The weather is so nice today!

"Qiao'er, you prepare a carriage, and we'll go find Yanzi." Gu Mingzhu commanded softly, with a gentle smile on her delicate cheeks.

"Slave and maid, go now." Qiao'er nodded in response, and turned to leave with broken steps.

The master and servant sat in the carriage and hurried towards the market.

As soon as Gu Mingzhu got out of the carriage, she saw Yanzi cleaning outside, she stepped forward and greeted her, "Yanzi." ”

"Zhu'er, why are you here?" Seeing Gu Mingzhu, Yanzi was also happy, and she invited Gu Mingzhu into the store.

"Where's Uncle Zhao?"

Seeing that Yanzi was busy working alone, Gu Mingzhu asked in surprise.

"My dad went to the back mountain to catch fish." Yanzi said while pouring tea for Gu Mingzhu.

Gu Mingzhu picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, with a relieved look on her delicate cheeks.

While the two were talking, Uncle Zhao came back, still carrying dozens of big and fat fathead fish in his hands.

"Uncle Zhao, you caught these alone?" Gu Mingzhu's eyes lit up and asked in astonishment.

Uncle Zhao put the fish caught on his back in the basin, and said breathlessly: "These are all caught by one person, and there are still many fish on the back mountain." ”

He smiled on his simple face, giving people a sense of intimacy.

And the swallows all stepped forward to help Uncle Zhao put the fish in the water basin, watching the big fish jumping around in the water basin.

"Uncle Zhao, you're really amazing." Gu Mingzhu praised with a smile, with a thick look of admiration on her delicate cheeks.

Hearing this, Uncle Zhao smiled and said, "You can take back a few of these fish and go back to the general's mansion to eat." ”

"These are all your hard-earned earnings, I don't dare to ask for them." Gu Mingzhu smiled and joked, looking at the jubilant fish jumping in the basin with beautiful eyes.

"Zhu'er, what are you still polite to my father, you usually help our family a lot, you just accept my father's kindness." Swallow quipped with a smile.

Hearing that Gu Mingzhu was not modest, she looked at the big and fat fish, her eyes flashed with a gleam, and she said: "This fish can't be eaten enough, so let's sell it." ”

Hearing this, a complicated look flashed in Yanzi's face, and he raised his eyes to look at Uncle Zhao, "Dad, you caught too many fish, and we can't eat them all." ”

Before Uncle Zhao could speak, Gu Mingzhu said with a dazed face: "It's better like this, Uncle Zhao, you go to the back mountain to continue catching fish, and this place will be handed over to me and Yanzi."