Back To My Husband’s Youth

Because I said it in the same family earlier, I was afraid that my family would wait for a long time. Gu Wuyou asked some maids, women, and a few guards to **** the rest of the carriage back to the government house, and then talked to the family and waited for the wind. The snow stopped, she returned home.

As for the others, they went to the temple with her to sit and rest for a while.

Perhaps because of the heavy snowfall today, there are no pilgrims in this temple where incense is flourishing on weekdays. There are only a few monks in robes and hats sweeping the snow in front of the door. Seeing them coming in such a big battle Still stunned for a while.

Bailu held up the umbrella and stepped forward first to explain her intentions.

One of the monks put down the broom in his hand, walked to Gu Wuyou, and performed a namaste ceremony, "Donor, please come with the little monk."

Gu Wuyou nodded, and when she entered, she also looked up at the door plaque with the three characters "Jintai Temple" in gold paint. Somehow, a shallow arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Bai Lu looked at Curious, and when he helped her in, she asked: "Miss has never been here before, so how can I look at it..." She recalled Gu Wuyou's previous eyes and smiles, and she rarely used two in a weird tone. The word, "Remember?"

"probably--"

Gu Wuyou smiled, "I've been here in my dream."

Hongshuang laughed out loud, bending her eyes, and said with a smile: "Miss now loves to talk and laugh more and more."

Although Bai Lu didn't say much, there was a smile in her eyes. She also felt that the young lady woke up this time is a little different from the past, she was a lot more open-minded and transparent... Such a change, although she Some are surprised, but more cheerful.

The young lady used to paint herself as a prison, but she knew that she was getting worse and worse by following the young man Zhao.

Now that she was willing to let go, it couldn't be better. She took another look at the young lady, and seeing that her eyes were bright and she didn't look resentful in the past, her hanging heart was really let go.

...

The monk led Gu Wuyou and others to the meditation room, served hot tea and cakes, and then withdrew.

Hong Shuang walked to the side to roast the fox fur soaked by wind and snow for Gu Wuyou, Bailu went to help her arrange the bed for her to have a nap. Gu Wuyou was always squeamish, and never wronged herself even when she went out, so she Every trip has to bring a lot of things.

In addition to bed nets and bedding, sometimes even the things for drinking tea and washing hands have to use their own.

To this.

Gu Wuyou did not raise any objections.

She has had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child. She lived for more than 30 years and only frustrated after she was separated from Zhao Chengyou. Later, she married Li Qinyuan. Although her general had to discipline her everywhere, she never treated her harshly. .

At most, when I saw her decorate in the same way, I could not help but say "Why are you so squeamish?"

Then continue to sway her.

Thinking of Li Qinyuan, Zhi Yi's Gu Wuyou on the couch couldn't help but smile again. She was looking forward to it. I don't know what the general will look like now? She tilted her head halfway, looking at the vast white snow outside the wooden window lattice, and couldn't help thinking.

The temperament of the general, even when he was young, he should be a person who kept his steadiness.

The blizzard outside the window is as big as the snow.

But Gu Wuyou didn’t feel cold at all. Her Myolie’s eyes were crescent-like, and there was a shining radiance that could not be hidden inside. She could even imagine Li Qinyuan’s current appearance, sitting in blue clothes. In the study, looking at books that she finds obscure.

If you encounter something incomprehensible, you will raise your eyebrows and continue to think, and if you figure it out, you will stretch your eyebrows... When she thinks this way, it seems that she can see Li Qinyuan in her youth appearing in front of her.

The corners of the mouth are turned up a little bit.

Her general must be a gentleman who is prudent, courteous and gentle, so so many people admire him!

The more Gu Wuyou thinks about it, the more he wants to see Li Qinyuan sooner. She likes the general, wants to see him earlier, wants to be a baby in his arms, wants to kiss him, hug him, and watch him. Helpless and petting eyes.

"Miss?" Bai Lu called her several times, only to hear Gu Wuyou respond. She reluctantly handed someone a hot kerchief, "What are you thinking, I called you several times."

"It's nothing."

Gu Wuyou shook his head, saying nothing, still very happy.

Bai Lu didn't ask any more, and when she removed her hairpin and changed her sleeping clothes, she coaxed people to sleep. It was probably a long journey for half a month. This time, Gu Wuyou slept very comfortably. When she woke up, the wind and snow outside stopped.

She called someone to come in and wait on her.

Bai Lu said to her while dressing for others, "A letter came from home. The old lady is afraid that you will be alone, so she specifically called the Third Young Master to pick you up. It is estimated that it will be there in half an hour."

Gu Wuyou nodded, she glanced out the window, and she couldn't see anything in the whiteness, but she didn't hear the wind, so she asked, "Has the snow stopped?"

"Yes, you stopped shortly after you fell asleep." Bai Lu smiled.

"I'm going to look outside." Gu Wuyou hasn't been here for a few years. The plum garden here is a must. She wants to see it. If possible, she also wants to pick some plum blossoms and make a sachet. Good day to the general.

Her current female celebrity is a lot more superb than before, and she will never make that crooked look again and make him laugh.

"I'll accompany Miss!" Hong Shuang volunteered.

Bai Lu didn't stop them either, but when she was wearing fox fur for Gu Wuyou, she softly warned, "Although the snow has stopped, it's still cold this day. Don't go to the tree to throw the snow like before. play."

After finishing speaking, she reminded Hongshuang like an incessant old mother, "You have to take good care of Miss, don't make a fuss with you."

Hongshuang grinned, "Bailu, you are too long-winded, see who will marry you in the future." After speaking, he pulled the decently-dressed Gu Wuyou out, regardless of Bailu's back and said, "Slow down, don't fall." ".

After the snow stopped, the sky was still smog, and the eyes were all white.

The tree is white, the ground is white, and the eaves are white. Only the towering stupa not far away reveals a little golden light.

"Miss, where are we going?" Hong Shuang asked her.

"Go--" Gu Wuyou looked at a place and smiled: "Look at the plum blossoms."

"okay!"

at this time.

In another meditation room.

The house burning with charcoal fire was like warm spring. An old man in cassock was sitting cross-legged on the futon. He was the abbot of Jintai Temple. He did not open his eyes when he heard someone push the door. He waited for a while. Jiuxiang opened his eyes not angry, and cursed: "Babbit, are you drinking again?!"

The man here is dressed in white, phoenix eyes, and his hair is combed into a ponytail. It is Li Qinyuan when he was young.

Hear the words.

Li Qinyuan paused.

He looked at the old man with an angry face, and a smile appeared on the handsome and unparalleled peach blossom face, "Old man, you didn't sleep? Because I was afraid of disturbing you, I lightened my footsteps." After he finished, he went straight to Once on the ground, the right leg was placed on the left knee, with his hands resting on the back of his head, there was a slight tap on the toes.

It's completely unruly.

No matter how many times have you been to this school, how many times have you been to this school since it has been in school for so long, but this kid didn’t listen to it, and it’s useless to scold him. Stay with me, do you want to become a monk?"

"Isn't it good to be a monk?" Li Qinyuan closed his eyes, pulled his lips, and smiled nonchalantly, "When I can't hang on anymore, I will come to you to beg for food."

"Little Seven—"

Li Qinyuan knew that the old man was going to preach again when he heard this name. He opened his eyes helplessly and looked at the old man on the couch. "Old man, why are you so annoying now?" He stood up directly after he said it. , Walked out, "I'll go find Ruhui and the others to play."

"Little Seven!"

"Even if you hate your father again, don't you even care about your grandmother?" Ye Wuzai sighed behind him.

Li Qinyuan almost walked to the door. Hearing this, his footsteps stopped. He put his hand on the door and walked out without saying anything for a while.

Liu Wu looked at him like this, shook his head, and sighed again.

After Li Qinyuan was ten years old, he lived in this Jintai Temple for most of the time. I am afraid that even the monks in the temple are incomparable to the level of familiarity with this temple. He walked along the long corridor outside of the temple.

He didn't know where to go, just like an unconscious ghost, wandering everywhere.

Xu felt this was a bit boring.

Li Qinyuan turned to the kitchen and took a pot of sake for offering sacrifices. Then he directly picked a temple with a higher temple and turned it over. After a day of snow, the glazed tiles were covered with snow. He swept it away and leaned directly on the tip. The corner of the canopy sat down.

Although the snow stopped, the wind was still a bit strong.

But he seemed to be unconscious, and even if the wind hit his face, he just half-squinted and raised his head to drink.

"The old man's wine is really awful as always."

Li Qinyuan smiled, but still raised his head to continue drinking, and when he finished drinking a pot of wine, he closed his eyes. He flexed his foot, stretched his foot forward, tapped the brick with his empty hand, and opened his eyes drunkly until a laugh came from underneath.

"Miss, why do we pick so many plum blossoms? It's not that there aren't none at home." Hong Shuang asked in confusion.

"It's not the same." Gu Wuyou smiled and shook her head, still tiptoe to pick the plum blossoms on top of her head, fearing that the snow on the branches might hit herself, she wore a hood, only showing a pointed chin, but raised her head. When picking the plum blossoms, you can still see a pair of smiling eyes like stars.

She is naturally afraid of cold.

At this time, because she wanted to make a sachet for her general, she endured coldness and picked the buds on the branch.

"Why is it different? Are they all plum blossoms?" Hong Shuang still didn't understand, and muttered softly, but her biggest advantage was that she didn't think deeply about what she wanted to do. When Gu Wuyou answered, she also helped pick up the plum blossoms.

Gu Wuyou looked at her and smiled, of course it was different.

Jintai Temple was the place where she and the general met for the first time. Later they got married, and Li Qinyuan took her hand and revisited her old place and asked her to make a sachet for him. She was not so beautiful since she was a child, for fear that he would laugh. She blushed and turned down.

But her general, a man as dignified as usual, acted like a child that day and acted like a baby with her.

She looked up at the plum blossoms on top of her head, her brows and eyes curled, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tilt up.

"Miss, the Third Young Master is here, we should go now."

Bailu's voice came not far away.

Gu Wuyou glanced at the plum blossoms on the handkerchief, weighed that it was enough, and smiled.

Li Qinyuan held his head with his hands and tilted his head. His long and narrow eyes looked at the figure of Gu Wuyou who was going away. He watched her gorgeous cloak transform into a colorful color in the vast world, and watched her hide in his pocket. The face under the hat was full of pure smiles.

He smiled, as if it had nothing to do with him, and continued to sleep with his eyes squinted.

He opened his eyes, leaned down, and smiled: "What's the matter?"

"Little Master, you are drinking again!" The little monk below was very upset with a puffed face.

Li Qinyuan smiled and turned down and stood in front of Ruhui, bent down, and flicked his forehead with his hand, "Wrong, I am borrowing, the old man's wine is too awful, I will give some to the Buddha in a few days It’s delicious."

Ruhui held his forehead, angrily, "Isn't it still in your stomach in the end?"

"Well."

Li Qinyuan thought for a while. It seemed like this, so he didn't say more. He threw the wine flask in his hand to Ruhui, and walked forward with his hands behind his head. He turned his head and asked Ruhui. Which family?"

"I heard that it is a lady from Dingguo Gongfu. That lady is so rich, she donated a lot of silver to our temple, and she looks good!" Ruhui followed Li Qinyuan and kept saying.

Gu's?

Li Qinyuan met Gu Yu and Gu Yu, but he had never met the person just now.

Thinking of the daughter of the Gu family who had been raised in Langya since childhood, Ruhui was still saying "beautiful and kind" behind him. The beauty is true and kind...he smiled when he thought of the things that Fu Xian and him complained about. , Somewhat noncommittal.