Gu Yunjin said: "The little grandfather is not in Beijing. ”

"He's on his way back to Beijing," Jia Ting took a deep breath and said word by word, "That bastard thing turned my life into a dead game, but I don't even know how to fall into it, I rely on hatred to survive my life, and I always have to know who to hate." ”

Put herself in her shoes and be in a different position, Gu Yunjin thought that she could understand Jia Ting's hatred now.

Gu Yunjin's sister-in-law in her previous life really doesn't know much about her, but seeing her like this, you can taste her state of mind.

The whole process is broken, the reputation is ruined, I don't know how to go in the future, and it is human nature to fight for a breath.

Whose is this to be left on as if it never happened?

Even if Jia Ting herself can pass this hurdle, the gossip that spreads out will make the road she can walk narrow and rugged.

Gu Yunjin pursed his lips and said, "But I may not be able to give you an answer." ”

Jia Ting lowered her eyes and said: "One more way, after all, there is one more hope, I can't do anything by myself." ”

Seeing this, Gu Yunjin bowed his head and could be regarded as answering: "After the little grandfather returns to Beijing, I will ask you if there can be a result, I don't dare to say enough." ”

Hearing this, Jia Ting smiled instead.

If Gu Yunjin agreed, she would only think that this path was wrong, but Gu Yunjin answered so cautiously, Jia Ting felt that Gu Yunjin would really ask, instead of saying it casually and putting it behind.

After all, this person is really direct, he is sharp when he beats people, and he will say everything he solemnly promises.

Gu Yunjin was so helpful, Jia Ting was also willing to add another bait, and said, "I always feel that today's matter has something to do with the side concubine of the Third Highness." ”

"Why?" Gu Yunjin was surprised.

Jia Ting said: "It's just a feeling, you can think that I am jealous and hate her for occupying the position that originally belonged to me, and I look at her very unpleasantly." ”

Gu Yunjin smiled, and didn't think Jia Ting was exaggerating, because she knew that if there was no accident, the position of the third prince's concubine would really be Jia Ting's.

The two talked about something, Jia Ting left first, Gu Yunjin was still sitting on the stone bench, and added a cup of tea without hurrying.

Those official girls wanted to lead her away from the Water Pavilion, the reason for this, Gu Yunjin sounded like that, but what about Zhao Zhiyu, what was she involved in?

Gu Yunjin and Zhao Zhiyu have no grudges.

Of course, Xu Lingjie's soft persimmon is impossible to deal with Zhao Zhiyu.

Could it be that Zhao Zhiyu was going to Liu Yuan?

Liu Yuan's offending temperament, what he has done before, it's really hard to say.

Although it looks like the rights and wrongs between the nobles, Gu Yunjin has been a human being for two generations, and he has no deep friendship with these people, and it is not clear whether the family is involved with each other behind them.

Fortunately, there is no rush for a while.

The tea gradually cooled, Gu Yunjin didn't continue to think about it, got up and walked around the house.

She went to see the back garden, the scenery here was previously arranged by the Xu family, after they moved out, the house was uninhabited, although someone cleaned and cared for it, but there was always a little less......

Less popular.

Jiang Muyuan once talked to her about "popularity".

Thinking of him, Gu Yunjin couldn't help but bend her eyes, turned around and went to the cross-courtyard where she lived.

There was only a large piece of furniture left, and the furnishings were empty, but she could remember the scene at that time.

There was a water pot on the flower stand in the corner of the wall, raising a few small fish and a few water lotuses, Jiang Muyuan once boasted vividly;

A few sons were moved to the window by her, pushed out the window and painted the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, which was in response to tell Jiang Muyuan what the bright moon she saw looked like;

They have spoken and played chess in this room, and those little bits and pieces of care, after removing those ignorances, look back and look back, so sweet that they are sticky to their teeth.

Just like the footprints on the wall that have been wiped by Nian Xia, there is no clue on the surface, but in fact it is still there, and the wiped part will always be a little different from other walls.

At a cursory glance, they are all white walls, and if you look closely, you can still find the rubbed marks.

It's like the figure that flutters over the wall, the person leaves, but falls on the tip of the heart.

It's really tight.

Gu Yunjin turned his head and saw Tingfeng standing outside the East Cross Courtyard, and through the moon cave door, he could see half of his body.

"Listen to the wind," Gu Yunjin called out, and said to the probe who came over and waited for the order, "How many days will the little grandfather be able to arrive in Beijing?" ”

Listening to the wind, I was happy: "It's about five or six days, and Madame also counts the distance?" ”

Gu Yunjin pursed his lips, the corners of his lips were suppressed, and the smile in his eyes still overflowed.

She didn't count anywhere.

The road between Beidi and the capital is far away, fortunately, when Jiang Muyuan returned to Beijing, he only brought cold thunder with him, and the two of them rode fast horses, and the snow melted, and it would not be cold to stay in the suburbs at night when the spring was full of joy, which was much more convenient than last year when they stepped on the snow and had to find a place to stay overnight, and the natural itinerary would be faster.

But the road is there, and there may be delays, and no one can say exactly which day.

Then again, Gu Yunjin was looking forward to it, but he was reluctant to let Jiang Muyuan suffer day and night, and slowing down the trip would be much easier for passers-by.

This kind of eagerness and reluctance to reluctance lingers in my heart, pulling again and again, and finally pulls out not only embarrassment, but also sweetness.

Listening to the wind, he saw Gu Yunjin's reaction in his eyes, and only hated that there was no Dao method that could freeze for a moment, otherwise, it would be good to ask their master to see the expression of the lady with his own eyes.

It's a pity that he is a mortal, let alone Taoism, Danqing can't depict it well.

When the time comes, I can only rely on his mouth to describe it.

Although, it's still stupid, it's too late to cram, why don't you write a manuscript and find someone to polish and polish?

I don't know if the little boy of the Ji family is willing to help with this......

Listening to the wind's thoughts had long been drifting away, and his mind was full of how to make Ji Zhicheng express the picture in front of him as if there was nothing in the sky and the earth, and Ji Zhicheng's wife Xu Lingyi was sitting on the wooden kang in Qingyutang with a solemn face, watching Yang Shi busy in and out.

In Xu Shilang's mansion, the Yang family heard that Xu Lingjie was in a situation early, and she was so anxious that she sweated on her forehead, and she didn't dare to let Mrs. Min know, so she only asked people to wait at the entrance of the alley.

But Xu Lingyi came with Xu Lingjie.

When the eldest aunt and grandmother go back to their parents' house, how can there be any reason to stop people outside the house?

Afraid that Xu Lingjie would not be able to tell the ins and outs, the Yang family preferred to let Xu Lingyi talk.

After thinking about it, he asked Xu Lingyi to come over as well.

Worried that Mrs. Min would hear the news, the Yang family didn't dare to go to the second gate to greet people, so they had to ask the Wei family for help and let her bring the two sisters back to Qingyu Hall.

After all, when my aunt and grandmother came back, Wei's mother went to greet her, which is reasonable.