Chapter 118: The Real Touch
"My subordinates greet the general's wife, please be careful with the moss under your feet to prevent your feet from slipping."
At the moment when Shen Qingwu was overjoyed, he raised his eyes and saw a strange man, an ordinary and ordinary face, with the roughness of a person who practices martial arts, and there were small scars on his face, Shen Qingwu's smile restrained his expression after seeing the unfamiliar face and hearing the unfamiliar voice, and the tears of loss filled her eyes, unwilling to let her expression fall into the eyes of strangers, she stubbornly pursed her lips.
"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person, are you?" Faced with the strangeness of the person in front of him, Shen Qingwu retracted his hand, kept a safe distance from the person, and then asked.
"The king's steward sent me and another shadow guard to protect the wife, the lady has never seen her subordinates, her subordinate Wu Dong." The man was dressed in a dark blue short suit, the cuffs of his wrists were tightly buttoned with cloth bands, and a soft sword was wrapped around his waist, and when Shen Qingwu asked questions, he replied in a shallow and respectful voice.
Shen Qingwu nodded silently after hearing this, and after a while, he saw that Wu Dong hugged his fist at Shen Qingwu to say goodbye, and then respectfully retreated, and the moment he turned to leave, Shen Qingwu looked at his somewhat lame right leg, in a daze, his voice was different, his appearance was different, but the distant back was so similar, except that the right leg was lame, the appearance of waiting for the coffin was not very similar, no wonder she admitted her mistake just now.
"What are you looking at again?" When Shen Qingwu shook his head with a smile, Su Xin, who had a fetal pill behind him, asked suspiciously.
Shen Qingwu pointed to the figure at the corner of the corridor where Wu Dong walked through, and said softly, "Look at that person, do you know him?" ”
"I know, I just don't know what it's called, it's the king's steward who sent you around, don't you know?" Su Xin looked at the departing back in the direction of Shen Qingwu's finger and nodded.
Shen Qingwu shook her head, she hadn't cared for a long time, who were the people around her, where would she care about a shadow guard, if it weren't for the person named Wu Dong, the back was a little like the person in her heart, maybe she would know that there was such a person around her by now.
Brushing away the discomfort in her heart, Shen Qingwu drank the decoction brought by Su Xin, followed Su Xin back to the main courtyard, and the symptoms of pregnancy gradually reflected in her body, she began to be drowsy during the day, nausea, and occasionally in the middle of the night, when she slept well, she would turn up and vomit on the side of the bed for a while, and the pregnancy reaction was more serious than that of Youxi'er.
Wen Shu often lives in the General's Mansion, and he also checked her pulse and dispensed medicine, but the effect is not great, this reaction is innate to people, and the pressure cannot be suppressed at all.
Leaning on the chaise longue behind him, Shen Qingwu held a Buddhist scripture in his hand and read a small half page, his eyelids began to close together heavily, the soothing incense in the room was full of smoke, curling up, the taste was clear and long, not big, the book in his hand had fallen to the ground, but it did not make a sound, and it did not disturb Shen Qingwu's rest.
Shen Qingwu, who was sleeping in a daze, saw the man she had missed for a long time in the fog through her blinded eyes, and the familiar generous palm stroked her cheek, making her heart hurt so much that she was slightly relieved, like a riverbed that had dried up for a long time, waiting for the infiltration of the river in the rainy season.
She struggled to speak, but in this dream, she couldn't open her mouth, she couldn't make a sound, everything seemed so futile, she seemed so helpless, and finally she chose to give up, watching the figure leave, gradually disappearing, and finally, mottled with tears.
"Gu Jingfeng ......"
Shen Qingwu woke up suddenly, tears had already soaked her eyes, the moment she woke up, Su Xin was holding her hand, looking at Su Xin's worried look, she knew that she was dreaming again, but today's dream, it turned out to be so real, as if her cheeks were still with that familiar temperature and touch, is she hysterical, why do you feel that Gu Jingfeng seems to have come back today.
"Madame is dreaming again, I have cooked you some white fungus lotus seed soup, get up and drink some, there are some lilies there, which can be refreshing and contemplative." Su Xin picked up Shen Qingwu, who was still sluggish, and then handed the white fungus lotus seed soup that had been cooled to Shen Qingwu and persuaded him.
Shen Qingwu often has nightmares, for these people who have been by her side since then, they have become accustomed to it, Shen Qingwu took the dishes, and was about to scoop them up, but she saw a silhouette outside the window, the shadow reflected on the paper, like that man, Shen Qingwu couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, but she was attacked.
"Who's out there?" After drinking two sips of white fungus soup, Shen Qingwu handed the bowl to Su Xin again and asked.
"It's the shadow guard, I'll take a look." Su Xin didn't know who was guarding outside, so she just pushed open the window next to the makeup, but saw that the person turned around, bowed his head to Su Ge very respectfully and said, "Hello girl." In a strange hoarse voice, Su Xin only nodded, and closed the window again.
Shen Qingwu remembered that the person's name was Wu Dong, and skimmed off the nonsense in his mind, Shen Qingwu straightened out the clothes on his body, then picked up the Buddhist scripture on the ground, sat in front of the bookcase by the window, and copied the scriptures on the flower paper under his hand, planning to burn it to Gu Jingfeng at that time.
"Madam, the king's steward has come, saying that he has something to ask Madame." As soon as I calmed down, I copied the three lines of Buddhist scriptures, and Su Ge had already entered the inner confession.
Shen Qingwu put down the pen and paper in his hand, and called Wang An to come in, Ming'er is the emperor's Jin Feng ceremony set by Concubine Li, it stands to reason that all the mansions should enter the congratulatory ceremony, although the general uniform is a new funeral, people can not go, but the ceremony is not good, Wang An is here to ask, the objects sent to the palace to congratulate, the gift list has been prepared, just wait for Shen Qingwu to nod.
From Concubine Li to Concubine Li, the difference between the words is worlds apart, although the emperor's harem is quite favored, but there are only a few who can be favored, the position of the four concubines used to be only one Concubine Li, Concubine Li is now promoted to the concubine and has the heir, and the emperor is favored, now, they can be compared with the queen, everyone is in a hurry at this time, to the icing on the cake, this time the Jin Feng feast, no one does not have to think about how to stand out.
Looking at the stacks of gift lists in his hand, the corners of Shen Qingwu's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he chuckled, "If it is not necessary, I don't plan to deal with the Yun family again in my life, such a heavy gift list, send it to her, I really feel at a loss, anyway, she will not use the things I give her, just halve the things here, just send some ordinary things, the general's mansion has more people to enjoy less, I am a widow and others to compare what kind of style, compared to the head of the party, it is even more criticized, is it worth it, especially I am stingy, there are so many good things, I can't eat it or use it, so it's boring to put it on the animal. ”
Wang An's thoughts, Shen Qingwu knew that this big stack of objects was not only sent to Concubine Li's Jin Feast, but also to the head of the General's Mansion, but people like Concubine Li, you are the one who moved to Jinshan Yinshan to send her, I am afraid that people are not rare, who makes them look at each other and hate each other, if you let Concubine Li send something to herself now, I am afraid that she will also say the same.
When Shen Qingwu lowered his head and looked out of the window, he couldn't help but stop the departing Wang An, and then pointed to the person outside the window, and asked Wang An, "That Wu Dong's leg, what's going on, I see that his leg seems to be a little inconvenient, if he is injured, let him go back to rest and find someone to replace it, the scorching sun is scorching, it's not good if you don't have inflammation." ”
Thinking of the limping figure, Shen Qingwu pursed his lips, sighed from his heart, Wang An's eyes were slightly meaningful, and he glanced out of the window, "Wu Dong had some problems when he was a child, and later he had to be taken in by the general and learned a body of martial arts, but this leg is not cured, and he was brought out of the womb, his martial arts are excellent, don't worry about this, Mrs. Don't worry, if Mrs. thinks he is really inappropriate, the little one will go and change someone now, and guard Mrs. outside." ”
"Forget it, forget it, just let him guard it like this." In the face of Wang An's words, Shen Qingwu waved her hand, she didn't want to move the crowd, but there was still some pity in her heart, but it was a pity that Wu Dong's legs, if his legs were not lame, maybe she would feel that the backs of the two people were like a copy.
Shen Qingwu actually understood at that moment the idea that Ji Beichen always found the shadows of those women to marry into the backyard when her first wife died, and the moment she saw Wu Dong's back, she even hoped that Wu Dong would always have his back to herself, so that she could still feel that her man was still there, and he was not far away.
Could it be that one day she will go crazy like a stamp collector and start searching for people who look like Gu Jingfeng, and then stuff them into the backyard, don't do anything else, look at those people in a daze all day long, counting this person's nose like him, that person's eyes like him......
Thinking about it, Shen Qingwu couldn't help but laugh, looking so pale......
Wang An saw that Shen Qingwu was distracted again, and after only glancing at Su Ge and Su Xin on the side, he left the inner room.
Shen Qingwu looked unenergetic all day today, and in the evening, Shen Qingwu, who had eaten dinner, lay down on the bed early and fell asleep after washing, with his eyes open, he didn't see the silhouette outside the window, thinking that the two of them changed shifts at night.
Drinking the soothing soup, she fell asleep deeply, in her sleep, Shen Qingwu dreamed again, in the dream, Gu Jingfeng sat at the head of her bed again, caressing her face with her fingertips, so soft, she felt comfortable, her hand didn't feel stretched out, she wanted to hold that embrace, greedy for that breath.
The moment she stretched out her hand, she actually touched a real touch, that touch really made her scared and happy, her heart was pounding, Shen Qingwu opened her eyes......