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Ah Zidu was about to regret dying, she kept pacing back and forth in her yard, her hands were anxiously clasped together, she didn't know how Gu Qing's injuries were, but what she was most concerned about was how Murong would punish Yanan.

He had locked himself in his room for a long time and hadn't come out, and Ah Zi knew that this method was not feasible, and now that it was not pleasing to both sides, she should have stopped everything from happening after learning the news.

Murong was so nervous about Gu Qing, couldn't she, an outsider, still see that her husband was also carried away by fame and fortune, so he took the risk.

Ah Zi can't blame her, she can only advance and retreat with him. When they are married, they must cling to each other.

But in the evening, a faceless man came to visit. As soon as they met, they were going to find Yanan, Ah Zi didn't look like ordinary people, he was obviously a man, but his tone of voice was a bit like a girl's house, Ah Zi suddenly thought of his father-in-law in the palace.

He stayed alone with Yanan for half an hour before he came out, and the spring breeze was full of faces, and Yanan also showed up and wanted to accompany him.

The man politely declined, and only said: "Young Master Ya, please stay, don't forget what Zhao said to Gongzi." ”

It turned out to be Gonggong Zhao in the palace, and he came to do business on the orders of the emperor.

Yanan shook his head again and again, how could he not want the opportunity to be sent to the door? What's more, at the cusp of the storm, if he wanted to be safe, he had to rely on a backer.

The backer who was sent to the door was enough for him not to be afraid of Murong.

"Zhao retired first, and Ya Gongzi can come to me at any time after thinking clearly. Zhao Gonggong said, and took out a square thing wrapped in blue cloth from his arms, carefully handed it to Yanan, and handed it to Yanan, and at the same time handed a look that only each other could understand.

After Zhao Gonggong left, Yanan touched the things in the blue cloth, and his eyes lit up slightly: "Ah Zi, we don't have to be afraid of anything." ”

Ah Zizheng was surprised to see him slowly open the blue cloth strip, a dazzling golden token shining with thousands of lights, it was a token to enter and exit the palace.

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A light rain was pouring down from the window, and the crisp sound hitting the eaves broke into Gu Qing's ears, she lay on the windowsill, pouting and counting the raindrops boredly, and the scars on her forehead were still obvious.

The crescent moon was peeling citrus in the room, and half a month had passed, and they were still in the Prime Minister's Mansion, not because they didn't want to look back at the mansion, but because Murong didn't let them go back.

Verbally said that Gu Qing still needed to be carefully observed for a while, but he just didn't want her to go.

In order to allow Gu Qing to better adapt to the days of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Murong deliberately left the crescent moon.

"Sister Xiaoqing, come in quickly, otherwise the prime minister will have to talk about me when he sees it. The crescent moon complained slightly, isn't it? Ago, she just got up late because of snooze, and the prime minister directly exempted her from breakfast, causing her stomach to rumble all morning.

Although it was all a small punishment, she couldn't stand it at all.

Gu Qing sighed, the open space outside the window was all soaked, and the potholes began to accumulate water, and the raindrops fell inside, creating layers of small ripples.

The life of the Xiangfu was inevitably a little boring, Murong had instructed that she was not allowed to take half a step out of the courtyard, and her father and mother were too careless, why did they leave her here in a daze?

Suddenly, the corners of her mouth were weak, the last time I heard Yu Niang talk about her marriage with Murong, did her mother really want to throw her out?

Sighing alone, he picked up the citrus peeled by the crescent moon and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "You have been very obedient lately." ”

The corners of the crescent moon's mouth tugged weakly, this is considered a ...... Testimonials?

She also wanted to be lazy occasionally, but there were people above her head, so she didn't dare to use a pretense anymore.

Gu Qing's palm was covered with the scars on the corners of his forehead, as if he could still feel the traces of different shades, and he said that he didn't care, but he still cared in his heart. Especially every time Murong looked at her, there was always a trace of pity.

After the word "love" emerged, Gu Qing immediately shook her head, what was she thinking?

A figure appeared outside the door, it was a rainy day, the sky was relatively gray, he stood at the door, his tall figure covering all the light.

Murong carried a box in his hand, walked in with a smile, and saw that Gu Qing was in a good mood, so he became happy, put down the box in his hand, took the uneaten citrus in her hand, and fed it in one bite.

After chewing carefully, he said with satisfaction: "It's delicious." ”

Gu Qingqing glanced at him: "Don't you know how to peel it yourself?"

"It's not as fragrant as A-Qing has tasted. ”

“......”

The crescent moon suddenly couldn't sit still, and every time she came to this scene, it meant that she should make an excuse to retreat.

"Huh...... That I'll go out and go to the toilet. With a word, he closed the door and ran out.

"Why does she run to the toilet every time you come?" Gu Qing asked about the long-standing confusion.

Murong smiled faintly: "Leave her alone." You see, what I brought you. ”

He mysteriously took things out of the box, Gu Qing looked at them one by one, most of them were needles, and there were some bottles and cans of potions, what was he going to do?

"You...... What are you going to do to me?" Subconsciously clutched the clothes on his chest.

"What do you think?"

Murong glanced at her, took out the thin needle, played with it in his hand, and then said something that made Gu Qing frightened: "Shall I tattoo you?"

Tattoo...... Is it just to blur the flesh of the flesh thorns and then apply paint?

The thought of that scene made her shudder.

Hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "Don't, I don't tattoo anything blue or blue, I'm afraid of pain." ”

The key is to be afraid of pain.

"I prick it myself, it doesn't hurt very much. He summoned the maids outside the door and told them to prepare a stove and move in.

Gu Qing was so frightened that he almost jumped up, "You...... What are you doing? I said I wouldn't stab. ”

He raised his eyes and looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to keep her appearance in his mind forever, his warm palm caressed the corners of her forehead, his lips opened lightly, and he said something that would make Gu Qing feel very warm for the rest of his life, "Thorn here." It's not good to have a scar, you have to marry someone in the future, and you must not let people laugh at it. ”

Thorn in the forehead, thorn a sinuous flower out.

His words just answered her heart.

She cares about scars, and there is no woman who doesn't value her looks, and neither does she.

But she doesn't complain about anyone, Ah Zi, or Yanan.

"Our Aqing can't let others laugh at him. ”

It was as if something had struck her heart, and the memories that gushed out in an instant were yellowed and long. There was a sudden pain in the head, the kind of tearing pain that tore at the separation of the past and the present.

The same tone, the same words, is it in a dream?

Gu Qing was slightly stunned and speechless for a while.

In the dimly lit room, the faint light of the small stove flickered and shone on Gu Qing's cheeks, and his crimson face was particularly attractive.

"You close your eyes and I'll take care of the rest. ”

He laid out the colorful ink in the box, then took out a thin and long silver needle, dipped it in some wine, and then placed it on the stove to roast, and in a short time, the silver needle was roasted hot.

Gu Qing stared straight at the silver needle, and his heart was much more stable, not for anything else, just for what Murong said.

Needle prick on the forehead is painful, right? There was still some worry in her eyes.

"If I'm really afraid of pain, I'll ask Wei Cai to buy some painkillers. ”

"No, come on. ”

Gritting her teeth slightly, isn't it just a tattoo? She Gu Qingtian is not afraid of the ground, and in the future, she will always go to the end of the world and be proud of the world, this is painful...... What is it?

"Now it's on. ”

A gentle sentence sprinkled in the dreary air.

She closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come.

The raindrops outside the window suddenly fell heavily, and the sound of falling on the eaves became clearer, and the sound floated into Gu Qing's ears, and she didn't care to listen to the sound of rain among the leaves, because the needle and needle sting in the corner of her forehead had burned her face.

Murong looked focused, as if he was holding a grand ceremony.

The brilliant ink meandered on the forehead, the flowers bloomed beautifully, and the branches and leaves were stubborn, like Gu Qing's temperament.

I don't know how long the pain lasted, until the annoying sound of raindrops disappeared in her ears, until it became dark, and she opened her bloodshot eyes, and the corners of her eyes were still undry.

Murong laughed at her: "Crying?"

Gu Qing felt that the corner of her forehead was unconscious, she touched it lightly, and there were no previous potholes. Murong handed her a mirror, and she saw from it that the faint tattoo only outlined the shape of the plum blossom, and the scarlet embellishment was very beautiful.

"How's it going?" he wiped the sweat from the corners of her forehead due to pain and tension.

Her frowning, her soft hum, in his eyes, were like the rebellion of a child who does not like to take medicine.

"It's beautiful. ”

The short three words represented Gu Qing's opinion, and the key was that she had been carried away by the pain, and she couldn't think of other adjectives at all.

I didn't expect him to get tattoos, it's really good and he can do everything.

He turned on the lamp in his room, and put away all kinds of paints, inks, and silver needles, and every movement was extremely gentle.

"You...... Very capable. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, I still felt that I should praise him, and after holding it for a long time, I held back these words.

"Huh?" Murong picked his eyes and looked at her with interest, "I will also go down to the kitchen and the hall, and I can fight the generals and the wise." Now that I think about it, I'm pretty capable. ”

Karma: Is he so narcissistic?

Gu Qinghe smiled, there was still a burning pain in the corner of his forehead, and Murong called Wei Cai to ask him to buy some painkillers.

Wei Cai left without closing the door, and suddenly a gust of wind blew in, extinguishing the stove, Gu Qing hurriedly turned his face and said, "Why is it so windy?"

"It's early summer, and it's raining and it's hot. ”

The candle flame on the table was also blown out, and Gu Qing was about to take out the fire fold to relight it, but her wrist was pulled by a force, she raised her head, and a vague figure was reflected in her bright eyes.

Murong pulled her wrist and put the fire fold down, a pair of arms tightly wrapped around her, and her small body couldn't move in his arms.

"You ......"

"I just want to hold you quietly. ”

A shallow sentence, in Gu Qing's ears, was a different feeling, she said in her heart: It's over, is she shallow again?