Wutong Lane, Gu Mansion.

It is the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is like water, the pavilions are heavy, and the sparse shadows of the sycamore trees are slanting into the eaves.

Changji squatted under the tree and yawned boredly, glancing at the Moon Cave Gate from the corner of his eye from time to time. After a while, a slender figure came out of the moon cave door. He stood up, strode forward to meet him, and said, "Master, are you awake?"

Hengping shook his head and said, "Not yet."

"Master always wakes up at the same time. It's already been four o'clock, and I haven't woken up yet." Chang Ji looked inside the door curiously, "It seems that getting married is quite tiring..."

As soon as the words came out, he felt something was wrong. .

My master is very strict in his rule, and his temper is not very good. If he had heard what he said just now, he would probably be beaten.

Chang Ji pretended to cough, and then said: "It just so happened that the emperor gave the master three days' leave. The master, who has been burning ointment and following the dial for the case of Jin and Xu Li'er during this period, should take a good rest."

Hengping glanced at him. He glanced at it, thought about it, and said, "Let's go take a nap."

Yesterday, the master got married. The two of them were the master's long-term attendants. I don't know how much wine they drank. Chang Ji's head was still bloated and painful, and his stomach was sore. It's not very comfortable either. It would be great if I could take a nap.

"I would like to take a nap, but what should I do if the master wakes up and there is no one to serve him?"

Hengping said, "The young lady's maid is guarding the corridor, so we are not needed." After saying this, he went out without waiting for Chang Ji's reply.

Changji immediately raised his foot to chase after him, "Hey, Hengping, wait for me..."

As soon as the two of them left, Yingque and Yingyue in the corridor looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.

When their girls got married, they followed Mother Zhang's instructions and stayed outside the house all night, waiting for the girl and uncle to go in and serve them after they were done.

But after my uncle entered, there was no movement inside, and no one asked for water.

After all, it was the night of the wedding, and even if my uncle didn't help, there shouldn't be any movement at all.

Yingque leaned closer to Yingyue and whispered in a low voice: "Do you think my uncle and the girl did not consummate their marriage? Mother Zhang has repeatedly told us that the first priority after we enter the house is to get the Yuanpa. If this house is not perfect, where did Yuanpa come from?

"Since when did you let you talk nonsense about the master's affairs?"

Yingyue scolded Yingque . , turned around and glanced at the half-opened window. The candlelight flickered inside, and the candles "crackled" several times, making the room even more quiet.

Yingyue was also worried, but then she thought about it. There was such a big commotion in the outer hall last night. Maybe my uncle drank too much and was unable to consummate the marriage. I heard that the man had eaten too much and was indeed out of his mind...

The voices outside the window floated intermittently into the room, and Rong Shu opened his eyes in a daze.

What comes into view is a deep and handsome face.

The eyebrows grow into the temples, the nose is high and the eyes are deep, and the lips are thin like blades.

This face was very familiar to her, and she was stunned for a long time.

In just a short while, many memories flooded into my mind.

For a moment, she was sitting on the bed in her wedding dress, waiting intently for Gu Changjin to take off her hijab and drink Hexin wine. It was the Four Seasons Garden again, and she drank the poisonous wine given by the Queen, suffering in endless pain and waiting to die.

"Now that you are leaving the imperial court, I have nothing to look forward to. I only hope that you and Gu Xiaolang will be of the same mind and love each other and grow old together."

"Jia Li has just begun, and a good relationship has been established. The groom will soon separate the bride. "It's all right , don't let the bride wait in a hurry!"

"Actually, I know that you have always hated me."

"It was all my fault that I provoked you and caused you to miss three years with her." Zai. Now I will return the position of my wife to you, and I will sacrifice my life for you. I just ask you to show your kindness and let my mother go to Suzhou safely and let her enjoy her old age..." The

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memories are like fine needles, one after another. Deeply rooted in the mind.

Rong Shu had a splitting headache and couldn't tell whether the person opposite was real or fake, nor could he tell where she was.

She moved forward with trembling hands, but as soon as her fingertips touched his face, her wrist was tightly grasped.

Then he saw the man opposite him lazily opening his eyelids, revealing a pair of eyes as deep as a pool. Those eyes were dark, hiding the clouds and fog, not showing any emotion.

It was really him.

"Gu Changjin..." Rong Shu murmured inaudibly.

The skin on the fingertips was moist and warm, with a sweet scent unique to women.

Gu Changjin didn't like fragrance, especially the sweet and greasy fragrance of a woman. When the light fragrance penetrated the tip of his nose, he let go and felt a little irritated in his heart.

He lifted up the red quilt embroidered with tangled branches and lotus flowers, and was about to lie down when he suddenly heard an "ah" sound -

the little girl beside him suddenly sat up for some reason, her whole body shaking like chaff, looking miserable. appearance.

Gu Changjin frowned and reached out his hand, ready to take her pulse. He had read several medical books and was often injured when he was young, so he knew a little about medical science.

Probably sensing his intention, the girl hurriedly put her hand away and panted slightly: "I'm fine, so you don't need to worry about me."

Gu Changjin's outstretched hand paused in the air.

He didn't care, he retracted his hand with a "hmm", opened the curtain and went to bed.

Rong Shu watched him get down, then watched him take off his clothes from the agarwood rack on one side, then go around the screen to the clean room, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up and looking around, the house is full of festive red.

There are two large "囍" characters on the high table beside the wall. The wedding candles on them are still burning tirelessly. Next to the candlesticks are two copper plates covered with red silk, filled with lotus seeds, red dates and peanuts. , which means having a son early.

Rong Shu remembered that this was the second day of her marriage to Gu Changjin. Yesterday, he went to the Hou Mansion in person to pick up the bride and welcomed her back to the Gu family.

Is the extra memory in my mind a dream or is she...resurrected from the dead?

Rong Shu blinked slowly.

Is it a dream? How can there be any resurrection from the dead in this world?

But if it was a dream, why didn't she feel any excitement or shyness when she opened her eyes and saw Gu Changjin?

Obviously yesterday, my heart and eyes were all about him, but whenever I think of him, my heart beats like a drum, "dong dong dong".

But now -

Rong Shu lowered his eyes and raised his hand to touch his chest.

There, her heart was beating slowly and forcefully, but there was no sadness or joy, and she was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

It was as if Gu Changjin had nothing to do with her happiness, anger, and sorrow anymore.

She put down her hand and called out "Yingque, Yingyue" in a hoarse voice.

Yingque and Yingyue, who were in the corridor, had long noticed the movement in the house. They pricked up their ears and waited for a long time. When they heard Rong Shu finally calling them, they hurriedly opened the door and entered, lighting the lamp quickly.

The room suddenly became bright.

Rong Shuren'er's head was still hurting, and her throat was dry and uncomfortable. She could only lean against the bedpost softly and said to Yingque: "Go to the kitchen and warm a cup of honey water for me."

Seeing her eyebrows furrowed and cold sweat dripping down her forehead, Ying Que hurriedly agreed and walked out the door. Yingyue on the side took a copper basin from the table and fetched water for Rong Shu to wash up.

The moment the warm cloth was applied to his face, Rong Shu finally felt better.

When Gu Changjin came out of the clean room, she had already finished washing, and Yingyue and Yingque were dressing her up. The nanmu wood carving of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix was erected on the dressing table, reflecting a face with delicate outlines.

Gu Changjin didn't look at the hibiscus face. He just glanced at the dowry filled with bottles and jars, took a book and sat down on the imperial concubine's couch next to him.

Rong Shu glanced at him from the bronze mirror. He looked very focused on reading, his eyebrows were lowered, his long white fingers were holding the book, and his joints were slightly arched.

After a while, the book turned several pages.

Rong Shu listened to the slight sound and knew that he was probably impatient at the moment.

Yingque took out a blue tooth tube from the makeup box and was about to put some rouge on Rong Shu when she heard her say: "No need to put on makeup, just leave it like this, change my clothes." After saying that, she stood up.

Yingque looked at her bloodless face, then at Gu Changjin who was sitting on the couch waiting, bit her lip and nodded in agreement.

The room was small, so two large stone screens were used to separate the inner and outer rooms.

Just when Rong Shu said "no need to put on makeup", Gu Changjin closed the book in his hand and moved outside the screen while putting the book back on the table.

After Rong Shu finished dressing, she crossed the screen and said to Gu Changjin: "Mr. Lang, I'm fine."

She said "Okay", but her face really couldn't be called good. There were two black spots on her face. The color is shockingly white.

Gu Changjin couldn't help but think of the way she smiled at him under the dim candlelight when she took off her red hijab yesterday.

The young lady is dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with a phoenix crown and a rosy plume. The blush on her cheeks is more delicate than the flowers. Her eyes are calm and full of expectant light, she is obviously happy and healthy.

After one night, it felt like he was seriously ill.

Gu Changjin just thought that she didn't sleep well.

He was overjoyed yesterday. All the people in the Punishment Department were drunkards, and they would drink to him whenever they could. He wanted to wait until she fell asleep before entering the house, so he fulfilled the wish of the group of people and left after having wine and dinner in the outside hall.

When I got back to the house, I realized that she had stayed awake all this time in order to wait for him. The sobering soup that was kept warm in the small kitchen went back and forth countless times until he drank the soup and fell asleep peacefully.

In total, this girl only slept for less than two hours.

Thinking of this, Gu Changjin looked at Rong Shu and said, "It's still early. If you feel tired, it's okay to go to mother's place later."

Rong Shu's head was still hurting at the moment, so he wanted to put it aside as usual . , a headache would probably make her lie on the couch for half a day.

But now that I am married to a woman, how can it be the same as before?

Not only did she have to go, but she also had to watch the time before it was too late. If it were too late, others would say that she, the legitimate daughter of the Marquis Mansion, disrespected her mother-in-law and was making fun of Qiao.

Rong Shu shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter." Her tone was so alienated that she didn't even notice it.

Gu Changjin glanced at her and said nothing.

When they arrived at Liumiao Hall, the sky was already turning white, the courtyard was brightly lit, and the fragrance of medicine overflowed.

Gu Changjin has only a few relatives, and only his mother, Mrs. Xu, lives in this Liumiao Hall.

He was the second child of his original family. His father, Gu Jun, was a hunter in Jinan Prefecture and had two sons and one daughter with Xu. Gu Changjin was the youngest son. He had an older brother and a younger sister.

Unfortunately, when he was six years old, a fire broke out on the hilltop where his family lived. Gu Changjin's father, brother and sister all died in the mountain fire.

Mrs. Xu was also injured in the wildfire. After that, she was exhausted and exhausted. She often suffered from severe illnesses and had to take decoction almost every day.

Rong Shu followed Gu Changjin inside and saw a woman with a sallow complexion and frost-stained hair on her temples, leaning on a big pillow, sitting on the Arhat bed and listening to an old nanny talking.

This person is none other than Gu Changjin's mother, Mrs. Xu, and the old nanny, whose surname is An, was specially invited by Gu Changjin to take care of Mrs. Xu.

When Nanny An saw them coming in, she quickly stopped talking and looked at the two of them with Mrs. Xu. Her eyes passed over Rong Shu without leaving a trace, and then she sighed in her heart.

This eldest girl from the Rong family is really beautiful and has an astonishing appearance.

The willow-leaf eyebrows, hibiscus face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are as bright as water, which corresponds to the saying "peach blossoms grow on spring water", reminding people of the scene of tea trees when spring peaches are in full bloom in February.

Although his current complexion is not good, and he looks a little haggard, he does not have a coquettish and frail demeanor.

Aunt An felt uneasy for no reason, but she didn't show it at all on her face. There was always an attentive smile on her lips. As soon as Rong Shu finished serving tea, she took out two red envelopes and handed them to Mrs. Xu with a kind face.

Mrs. Xu took it, put the red seal into Rong Shu's hand, and said with a gentle smile: "Our Erlang has a bad temper and a stupid mouth. If you are wronged, come and tell me, and I will teach him a lesson for you."

This was the second time Rong Shu heard these words.

The last time she heard this, she thought to herself, how could she be willing to sue Gu Changjin? No matter how great the grievance was, she would not bear it.

Listening to it now, it feels like a lifetime ago.

Rong Shu raised his face slightly, raised his lips and smiled, and said yes.

Her face is as bright as the bright moon, and her peach-blossom eyes are gorgeous but not seductive. When she smiles, the corners of her eyes are curved, like the crescent moon held up by the spring tide.

Mrs. Xu looked at her for a long time, lowered her eyes lightly, took her hand and patted it, and said: "My house is very sick, so you don't have to come to greet me on weekdays, in case you get over the illness. In the Gu family, there is no need I don't care about those false gifts, as long as you two live a good life."

Mrs. Xu coughed twice and said to Gu Changjin: "Erlang, take Zhaozhao back to Songsiyuan."

Songsiyuan is Gu Changjin. The courtyard where Jin lived was only a quarter of an hour or two away from Liu Miao Hall.

Gu Changjin sent Rong Shu back to Songsi Courtyard, and then returned to Liumiao Hall.

Mrs. Xu was not surprised when she saw him coming back, as if she had expected it.

She took the tea cup newly brewed by Aunt An, lowered her head and took a sip, and said, "Aunt An said you didn't consummate your marriage last night?"

Gu Changjin held the tea cup in his hand, and his cup of tea was still fresh. When Shu was here, Aunt An made it for them. It would have been cold by now.

He didn't mind the cold tea in his mouth, and took a few sips before explaining calmly: "My nephew has no interest in Mrs. Rong."

Mrs. Xu looked at him, smiled slightly and said: " You have long been old enough to know people, and the eldest daughter of Marquis Chengan is already one of the best in Shangjing. If you are interested, it is human nature, and you don't have to worry about anything."

This is both a test and a temptation. It's approval.

Gu Changjin said: "The Criminal Department's cases come one after another. I am so busy that I really don't have the time to wait for romance."

As he said that, he put down the tea cup, raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Xu, and said in confusion: " My nephew still doesn't understand why my aunt wants me to marry Rong."

Mrs. Xu sat up slightly, asked Aunt An to change a cup of tea for him, and said, "It's because she is the right person.

" After saying this, he paused, as if he thought of something, and looked at Gu Changjin with a smile.

"Be honest with your aunt, are you thinking about Wenxi? You don't have to worry about Wenxi being jealous. She knows that you are following my wishes in marrying Rong Shu, so she will never mind. As for your marriage to Rong Shu , It won’t last more than five years. No matter how unhappy you are, you have to endure it.”