With Yu Shinan's confession, Guo Ye realized that he would enter the prison of Dali Temple tomorrow, and he also walked hard, even if Longtan Tiger's Den broke into it, he was also fearless.

Then, the two of them secretly calculated the next countermeasures, and it was not until it was getting dark and the lights of Yufu were on that he got up to say goodbye.

Yu Shinan personally sent him out of the house, and instructed: "Guo boy, remember the old man's words, there are old men outside Dali Temple who are running to tell each other, and when you get to the prison of Dali Temple, you have to rely on yourself." ”

Guo Ye shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Teacher, the eldest grandson Wuji, they all say that I don't know how to learn and like to flatter the emperor, but I don't know that I am a donkey, and I don't go backwards. Hmph, he's strong, he's strong, he's strong, I'm the fucking ancestor of the hooligans. ”

"Okay, okay, let's talk about some foul language," Yu Shinan frowned and shook his head, he really couldn't listen to it anymore, and scolded, "Okay, okay, it's also the person of the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, how can you still be so vulgar?" Hurry up and go home, tomorrow you will be in the prison for not ten days but eight days, go back and appease your Pingyang County Lord. In the days to come, she will definitely have to worry about you for a while. ”

When Guo Ye heard this, he immediately put away his laughter, mumbled, arched his hand and said he knew, then turned around and turned over his horse and whipped away.

Under the starry night, clothed in moonlight, Guo Ye rode a horse through the streets and alleys and alleys of Chang'an City, facing the coming days of tomorrow, he suddenly had a mood of wanting to see Xiuxiu eagerly.

Da Da Da ~ Home!

He got off his horse and galloped into the mansion, and along the way, from the eyes of the porter servants and the passing maids, he saw a trace of strangeness, and a heavy atmosphere seemed to permeate the Hou Mansion.

It seems that tomorrow's events are more or less known to the family.

So Xiuxiu is also ......

"Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu!"

Guo Yesa ran wildly in the direction of the bedroom in the backyard, and when he passed by the stone path outside the flower hall, suddenly, he saw Xiuxiu standing at the door of the flower hall, as if waiting for his return.

"Xiuxiu ......"

"Husband......

The two shouted at each other at the same time, and at the same time they stopped abruptly with a tacit understanding, keeping their mouths shut, and their eyes were relatively stunned for a while.

Guo Ye stepped forward to hold Xiuxiu's soft hand, and took the lead in breaking the silence and said, "Xiuxiu, I may have to ...... tomorrow morning"

"Husband, don't say it!"

Xiuxiu took out her little hand and gently covered Guo Ye's mouth, there were still tears on her tear-stained face, but she still forced a smile, "I already know, husband, you and I met in the Dongliu countryside, you started from a small Longxi County, step by step to get to where you are today." The wind and waves have come over, will you still be afraid of those ghosts? I'm sure my husband will be fine. ”

Guo Ye took Xiuxiu into his arms in distress and chuckled: "So you already know?" Xiuxiu, it's not a big deal, isn't it just a walk into the prison of Dali Temple? Forgive the eldest grandson Wuji and Cui Henian, no matter how domineering they are, they don't dare to do anything to me. Well, my husband will go to the prison to live for a while, and he will be able to come out after a while. ”

"Flutter~"

Chai Xiuxiu burst into tears and laughed, slapped Guo Ye's chest angrily, and said angrily: "There is no serious one when the catastrophe comes, but the concubine believes that her husband will be safe and sound, and she will return with her whole body." ”

"Haha, that's of course, I'm Guo Ye Jixing, good luck, how can these eight lambs hurt me?"

said, but turned his head to look at the dazzle hall, Chai Xiuxiu actually made a table full of dishes, and then warmed a pot of old wine in the crockpot, gurgling~

At the right time, the stomach roared uncontrollably.

Xiuxiu smiled, took Guo Ye's hand and came into the flower hall, and said, "Are you hungry?" Hurry up, sit down, I cooked these dishes for you. ”

Guo Ye sighed unexpectedly, and looked at Chai Xiuxiu through the warm orange candle flame in the flower hall, the lady was really more and more bright and moving, revealing dignified and elegant.

After he sat down, Xiuxiu had already filled a glass of wine for him, then picked up the chopsticks and handed them to him, urging in a coquettish voice: "Hurry up and eat the food, try my craft." ”

Guo Ye hummed and moved his chopsticks, and suddenly he found that there was a fish steamed on the table, but it was ......

The steamed fish was cut in two and served on two separate plates. A plate of fish heads, a plate of fish tails, he couldn't help but wonder, what is Xiuxiu doing?

Immediately, he asked curiously: "Xiuxiu, how can this steamed fish be so steamed?" ”

Xiuxiujiao laughed, pointed to the plate of fish head and said, "This plate belongs to the husband." ”

Then he pointed to the plate of fish tail and said, "This plate belongs to the concubine." That's a good idea. ”

Guo Ye suddenly became interested and asked, "Xiuxiu, what else is there to say about it?" ”

Xiuxiu nodded slightly, and said with a serious face: "I named this steamed fish divided into two plates 'Acacia Fish'." ”

Acacia fish?

Guo Ye became more interested, didn't speak, and continued to listen to Xiuxiu's explanation, even forgetting the hunger in his stomach.

I only heard Xiuxiu say slowly: "The fish head is like the husband, and the fish tail is like Xiuxiu, although my husband and I are about to separate, tomorrow you will be locked up in the prison, and Xiuxiu is living outside the prison, but Xiuxiu will always be with her husband." You and I are like this fish that has been divided into two parts, born to be the same, and to die to be the same hole. This is Xiuxiu's promise to her husband, an eternal promise. ”

I see!

Guo Ye's face was suddenly moved, and he secretly said sourly in his heart, if he has a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Slowly

He couldn't help but tamper with the Northern Song Dynasty lyricist Li Zhiyi's "Fortune Operator" privately, and blurted out: "I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River." Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River. When will this water stop? When has this hatred ended? I only hope that Qing's heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love. ”

Let's click~

The chopsticks in Xiuxiu's hand accidentally fell to the ground, and when Guo Ye looked at her again, the other party was already in tears and choked up and sobbed again.

Guo Ye hurriedly got up and came to her, gently hugged her, and said softly: "Xiuxiu, don't cry, don't cry......"

"Well, Xiuxiu doesn't cry, Xiuxiu is happy that her husband has me in her heart."

Chai Xiuxiu hurriedly wiped away her tears and stopped choking, then gently pushed Guo Ye away, and urged softly: "Husband, hurry up and eat vegetables, otherwise it will be cold for a while." ”

Guo Ye sat back in place, clamped the fish head, and pretended to be heroic and rough and smiled: "Haha, okay, eat vegetables, I will gnaw off this fish head tonight, and you must also get rid of this fish tail." ”

"Well, Xiuxiu listens to her husband's ......"

Xiuxiu gently moved her chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish head and put it in her mouth, her taste buds were salty, the fish was salty, and her tears were salty

The next day, Guo Yexin slept lazily and slept until three o'clock in the morning.

Xiuxiu woke up early in the morning, prepared hot water for Guo Ye, not only helped him change into a new robe, but also personally combed Guo Ye's hair, cleaned him up, and dressed him decently, as if he was going to enter the palace today to listen to the seal and become an official and a knight.

Time passed slowly, and the husband and wife talked affectionately in the room, recalling the sweetness of the past.

After a while, the hour was close to noon, and the voice of the subordinate came from outside the house: "Master Hou, the official of Dali Temple, ...... here."

"Xiuxiu, take care of yourself."

Guo Ye straightened up his new robe, held his crown hat, hugged Xiuxiu into his arms again for a while, and strode out of the bedroom.