Guo Zhun was stunned when he heard this, and immediately reversed the folding fan in his hand and looked at it twice, then nodded with a smile: "Exactly, Gillian has good eyesight." ”

At that moment, he looked at Guo Yuan with a few sincere approvals in his eyes.

It's just that Guo Yuan didn't notice it.

Her eyes were only staring at the fan, and her whole face seemed to be glowing: "Father, this fan ......"

"Does Gillian like it?" Brigadier Guo stretched his fan forward, his voice was warm, but the emotion in his eyes had become flat.

When Guo Yuan heard this, she immediately nodded vigorously: "I like it, Gillian likes it." After speaking, he looked up at him expectantly: "Father, Gillian likes this fan so much." ”

"Then I'll give it to Gillian." Guo Zhun said warmly, and handed over the fan casually.

Guo Yuan suddenly smiled like a flower, and said happily: "Father is so good, thank you father." As he spoke, he took the fan in his hand, turned it over and looked at the inscription on the fan, and his eyebrows were full of joy.

Looking at her bright smiling face, Guo Zhun only felt that his heart was stinging more and more, and he looked sideways at the flower garden on the side, and his face became a little sad in an instant.

Guo Yuan happened to raise his head at this time and looked at his expression squarely.

Somehow, a hint of gloom flew across her eyes.

However, soon, she put away the yin owl again, and a richer and more cheerful smile appeared on her cheeks, and she said happily: "Thank you father, this fan daughter really likes it very much." ”

Guo Zhun came back to his senses, glanced at her, his eyes were a little complicated, and then smiled gently: "Gillian, let's be naughty, I want to walk around again for my father." ”

"Well, then the daughter will go." Guo Yuan said obediently, raised her fan, and said with a smile: "Father, don't always bask in the sun, beware of the heat." ”

"Save for the Father." Guo Zhun said softly, waved his hand, and turned around.

Guo Yuan stood behind him, watching his back being covered by flowers and trees, his smile instantly retracted, his expression became more and more gloomy, and the fingers holding the fan clenched unconsciously, almost spasming.

Guo Zhun didn't know the change in his daughter's expression.

He walked alone in the garden for a while, until his clothes were soaked with sweat, and then he returned to the courtyard where he lived with the eldest princess.

It was a very large courtyard, with a high lintel and a plane tree to the left and right of the gate.

"The phoenix is singing, in the high hill. The sycamore is born, and the sun rises in the sun. ”

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the chic and elegant word "Chaoyang" on the plaque, Guo Zhun's face crossed a trace of elusiveness.

The eldest princess is a phoenix, and she is the rising sun from Mu Caixia, so he should be this sycamore.

It's just a log.

Without emotion and no thinking, even if you can say that you can move, even if you are rich and glorious, you can only stand in place forever and cannot move.

"Master Attached is back." Two elderly grandmothers came out of the courtyard and bowed.

With this call, several eunuchs with old-fashioned faces and the same age also came one after another, and they all bowed down and saluted.

Guo Zhun waved his hand gently, exempting everyone from salutation, and was surrounded by them and stepped into the main room.

In the west corner of the main room, there is an ice jian, and a trace of coolness comes out of it, sweeping away the sweltering heat of midsummer.

"Tea, please." An old woman with goosebumps offered warm tea and retreated tremblingly.

Guo Zhun's gaze swept over her, and a slight mockery surged up on his face, which quickly dissipated.

All the servants in the Chaoyang Courtyard, including the female officials beside the eldest princess, the youngest, who was also over forty years old, and in addition, their appearance was ugly without exception.

This is true not only for maids, but also for manservants.

Guo Zhun could barely hide the ridicule in his eyes.

And then, he felt sad again.

He should have gotten used to it a long time ago.

Or rather, it is long overdue.

From the time when he was drugged fifteen years ago and slept with the defenseless eldest princess;

Or, from the time when his good father had postponed the request for the title of son for the fifth time since the death of his wife sixteen years ago, and his good father had used this excuse;

Even earlier, twenty-five years ago, when he suddenly had an extra stepmother on his head;

From then on, he should have known that this was his life.

However, it is only now that he really sees his fate.

Guo Zhun raised his hand and ripped open the collar, only to feel that his chest was stuffy for a while, so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

Those days when I was young and sang about the wind and the moon and sang long songs about wine were really a big dream of spring and autumn. Now that he woke up from his dream, he suddenly realized that those days when he made dreams come true were both stupid and ridiculous.

"Master, do you want to take a bath?" A hoarse and courteous voice came from beside him, but it was the middle-aged eunuch who was in charge of internal affairs questioning.

Guo Zhun came back to his senses and nodded to him, his voice still warm: "Prepare the water, and you all retreat." ”

"Yes." The eunuch answered, bowed almost to the ground, and withdrew from the door in small steps.

Guo Zhun raised his eyes and looked around, then stepped over the fan and walked to the wall of the East Room.

On the wall hangs a green shark skin sheath sword, the hilt of which is inlaid with precious jewels, which at first glance is worth a lot.

Guo Zhun curled the corners of his lips sneeringly, and for a long time, he never flattened.

It is only in this no-man's land that he has such an expression on his face.

After a while, he reached out and took his long sword, turned and walked through the fan, until he walked to the bathing room, closed the doors and windows, and pulled down the curtains, and carefully checked again, and after making sure that there was no light leakage, he nodded with satisfaction.

He was free.

Finally.

In this cage-like impenetrable and stuffy room, in this square inch less than ten feet.

He was free.

Brigadier Guo tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a somewhat distorted smile, and then carefully drew his sword and slashed it into the air.

"Whew", the long sword flashed a cold light in the air, quickly slashed down, lifted again, and then split again, lifted, and then slashed for the third time, the fourth time, and the fifth time......

Chopping and chopping in a haphazard manner, cutting the air in vain, but without making a sound.

Guo Zhun swung the long sword with all his might, the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, his expression was hideous, the smile on his face was almost crazy, and he even opened his mouth and made a "haha" laughing mouth.

But, laughing silently.

Chop, split, stab, slash, straight, oblique, up, down......

In the midst of this grotesque, silent laughter, he drew his sword again and again, and the messy wind of the sword swept through the bath room as if it were about to cut something invisible to pieces.

Soon, sweat soaked his whole body, his hair was scattered, and the sleeves of his robe that were originally clean were crumpled by this all-out action, and they were no longer gentle and moist before.