"Smack~"

Gu Ling shook his hand and gave himself a slap, closed his eyes and pondered seriously, thinking back to all kinds of experiences in the past half a month, coming back from the dead, the red light flashed, embarrassed, hungry, ragged, after ups and downs, it took ten days to come to this Nine Secluded Country from Nanyuan, and in ten days, she slept all the way, walking in black and white, completely forgetting to resist.

Or maybe the situation at that time did not allow her to think crankily and had to overcome difficulties.

Now I have been rescued by the woman in red who is called the head of the female devil by the mouth.

In the past three or four days of busy work in Jiuyou, she is like a walking corpse who will not resist, she still goes her own way, ignores this place, makes pancakes and fruits that are not at home, and rents a storefront, thinking about it, everything is a dream.

I hope this slap will wake her up, but when I open my eyes again and see the dust all over the room, the spiders in the corners spinning silk webs, and the mosquitoes flying around, when I raise my hand to fight again.

Xiaohe was stunned by the crisp slap sound at first, and when she saw that Miss was about to injure herself, she ran to hold her right hand, "Miss, no." ”

"Don't hurt yourself again, if you feel uncomfortable and bitter, you can say it, or, let's go back to Nanyuan, go back to Ningfu, and ask the old lady for an explanation."

Gu Ling laughed and withdrew her hand, this girl is afraid that she has forgotten how the young lady she kept talking about died.

She was too calm, too calm to believe.

Scold!

I really think that if I wear Hanfu, I can blend in with it, but it backfires, and it can't change anything, and it can't change after all.

Pedestrians on the street passed by the long-abandoned shop and opened its door, and two petite men in blue clothes stood inside.

They all just pointed out and discussed, and slowly left.

Xiaohe knew in her heart, Miss was really depressed, otherwise she couldn't hurt herself like this, the previous Miss had a flamboyant temper and no one in her eyes, but she was the best. Now she was gentle and gentle, with very few words, and her eyes were no longer as bright as before, and the slap woke her up.

The young lady is no longer the young lady who lives in the boudoir.

Great Zhou Dynasty

Shofu

Dressed in plain clothes, Li stood in front of the mansion with his mother-in-law to greet Yi Yi, who had not returned home for many years because he was in the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

Yi Yi rode his horse and galloped, and his entourage Cen Gong went one after the other, and the sound of horses' hooves was boiling, and finally stopped in front of the mansion.

Yi Yi was dressed in black, because of the gallop of the horse, there was no clean place on the whole body, the gray head and dirty face, jumped off the horse, and stepped forward to see the mother Li Shi, who had not seen him for many years but wrote frequently.

"Mother."

"Yi'er."

With tears in his eyes, Li helped up Yi'er, who was kneeling, and saw him hurrying all the way, his face was haggard, and he helped him into the mansion, and ordered his subordinates to prepare hot water, new clothes, tea and dinner again and again.

Cen Gong led the horse into the house, took a look at the porter, and went to the backyard of the servants to freshen up.

Yi Yi freshened up, changed into indigo blue clothes, tied his hair with a silver crown, tied a white jade around his waist, stepped out of the door, and went to the hall.

Li Shi had been waiting impatiently, and when he saw that Yi'er had not even stepped into the hall, he had already gotten up to greet him.

"Yi'er, wait a little longer, and you can have a feast."

Yi Yi saw his mother's enthusiasm like fire, as if he was not used to it, coughed lightly, eased his nerves, sat next to his mother, and saw that his mother was serving tea and pouring water, and bringing sugar pastries.

Seeing that Yi'er was silent for a long time and didn't drink a cup of tea, Li was worried. "But not to your liking?"

"It's not."

Yi Yi waved his hand, rubbed his forehead, continued to hurry, even for dozens of days, just out of the palace, and rushed home non-stop, not resting well, and had to worry about the trip.

"Why is that?" Lee was puzzled.

"I have to rush to Jiuyou in the afternoon, and go back to my room to rest first." As soon as the words fell, Yi Yi got up and left.

Li watched Yi'er leave, and couldn't help sighing, since the death of his father, Yi'er joined the army on behalf of his father, and he did not return for ten years, relying on letters to maintain the relationship between mother and son.

"Childe, the carriage is ready." As soon as Cen Gong entered the room, he clenched his fists with both hands and looked at Yi Yi, who was sitting next to the bookcase.

He tied a knot in his mouth, and almost called the general again, but seeing that Gongzi was indifferent, he had to keep his mouth shut.

Yi Yi didn't like the court's deception, so he returned home, but the old fox was too cunning, and gave him a secret decree, so he had to continue to hurry to the nine shadows.

Raised his eyes and looked at Cen Gong, "Madame has a teahouse in Jiuyou, and the news of my return has been transmitted, has the person you sent sent a letter?" ”

"Back to Gongzi, it's been arranged over there." Cen Gong hugged his fists and bowed, seeing that Childe's face was bloodless, he was very worried, "Childe, your injury ......"

"Don't get in the way, don't let Madame know."

Yi Yi waved his hand and returned to the room with the secret decree.

Cen Gong bowed to the departing back, worried in his heart.

Yi Yi lay on the couch and closed his eyes to recuperate, and left home for ten years.

In the past ten years, the furnishings in the house have not been touched, as if they were the night before they left.

It's a pity that time flies and there is no return.