Back To My Husband’s Youth

Great room.

A table of meals has long been set up in the house warm as spring, including Sixi meatballs, sweet and sour pork loin, Xihucuyu fish, and Sanzhen chicken soup, as well as all kinds of fresh seasonal vegetables. It is a whole table. Fully stocked.

Dingguo Gu Wuji is in his early forties this year. He is wearing a long gown and looks very elegant.

Even though the traces of time have been added to his face now, the handsomeness of his youth can be seen from his eyebrows. He is a confidant of the emperor and an important minister in the court. He usually looks like he is embraced everywhere, but now he is walking anxiously in the house with his hands behind his back.

Changsui Changshan grew up with him since he was a child, and he is considered to be Gu Wuji's nanny brother.

This meeting with Gu Wuji didn't seem to be at ease on weekdays. It was funny and helpless and said, "Master Guo, you have been gone for almost a quarter of an hour, aren't you tired?"

Gu Wuji shook his head, as if thinking of something, suddenly turned his head and asked, "How long have you been there?"

Chang Shan replied: "It's almost two quarters of an hour."

"You said it was pretty brutal, did you refuse to come again?" When the man in his early forties said this, his tone was careful and his expression was low. After he said it, he glanced at the table of dishes behind him again, all Gu Wuyou favorite things.

He sighed softly, was silent for a moment, and then said, "If she refuses to come, you... let someone deliver the food."

The room was brightly lit, and several standing palace lanterns shone on Gu Wuji’s handsome and elegant face, and he could see his long eyelashes hanging down on his face, forming a sparse and dense projection, where no one spoke. There was a bit of loneliness in the room.

Seeing him like this, Chang Shan just wanted to lenient a few words.

There was a general announcement from outside, "Master Guo, Miss Fifth is here."

The voice just fell.

The silent man raised his head abruptly, with his head still lowered. His face was full of joy and brows. He even strode out before Chang Shan left. When he saw the girl who was being supported by Bai Lu, Just stand still.

Under the night.

Gu Wuyou wore a gorgeous vermilion cloak, embroidered with clusters of peony flowers, inside was a moon-white make-up jacket with sleeves, and underneath was a delicate green woven gold dress. It was vaguely visible that he was wearing a pair of currents on his feet. Langya's most popular tipped embroidered shoes are decorated with a small pearl on the top.

She actually looked nothing like her birth mother, Wang Chengdai.

Wang Chengdai's appearance is just like her name, "distant mountains are like Dai, near water contains smoke". She is the daughter of Wang's boudoir. She has learned poems and etiquette since childhood. forget.

Can you worry about it?

Her appearance is very delicate and bright.

If Wang Chengdai is a splash-ink painting of Jiangnan landscape, then Gu Wuyou is the strongest stroke in the painter's pen. Even if she is among thousands of people, she is still the most eye-catching one.

But every time Gu Wuji saw his prostitute, Wang Chengdai's figure always appeared in his mind.

He always remembered that when he saw Wang Chengdai for the first time, it seemed to be the same weather. The girl was wearing a cloak with a lamp in her hand, walking towards him across the corridor with her footsteps. When she saw him, it seemed that Still stunned for a while, but instead showed a faint smile, and then lowered his head again.

Gu Wuji didn't like to read when he was young, but when he saw Wang Chengdai that day, he had a lot of words in his head that praised beautiful women before.

There is a sentence that says something like this-

"When she lowered her head, the water lotus under the moon was blowing with the wind, with endless tenderness."

It was the first time in his life that Gu Wuji had a heart-stirring feeling. During the days when he lived in the Wang family, he was like a stupid second stupid. He tried his best to meet her by chance. He liked to watch her smile, she laughed. When you don’t know it, your eyes will bend into a crescent shape.

And the day when she smiled most happily was when he secretly took her out of the house, took her to ride a horse, and picked wild flowers all over the mountains for her.

She stood on the green hill, the mountain wind was blowing her long hair, and the lilac dress on her body was brought up by the wind, and she looked up at him, bent her eyes, and said softly, "Brother Gu, this is how I grew up. Big, happiest day."

"Master of the country."

Bai Lu's greeting made Gu Wuji withdraw his mind from his old thoughts. He nodded, but his eyes always fell on Gu Wuyou's body. The girl lowered her head, her red lips were gently pressed, her toes touched the ground, her head up. The pearls shine more brilliantly in the light.

It seems to be hesitating how to speak.

Gu Wuji's handsome and sparse eyebrows burst into a smile. He actually wanted to reach out and touch her head, but he just thought about it. He coughed slightly, and he spoke to Gu with a particularly cautious tone. Worry-free said, "It's pretty brutal, let's go in for dinner."

Gu Wuyou nodded and agreed.

Gu Wuji wanted to be alone with his daughter, so naturally he didn't ask extra people to serve him, only Changshan and Bailu were left. He sat opposite Gu Wuyou, took the initiative to pick up food for others, and said while picking up: "It's the same cook before, do you taste the same as before."

Finished.

She watched Gu Wuyou eagerly eating, and when she took a bite of sweet and sour pork ribs, she asked in a low voice, "How's it going?"

After Gu Wuyou married Li Qinyuan later, he didn’t like to eat sweets anymore. The taste in this memory was actually almost forgotten, but the man on the other side kept looking at her expectantly, she really didn’t want to. Brush his mind.

He nodded, "It's delicious."

Although he still cherished the words as gold and only said two words, but Gu Wuji was so happy. This was the first time that Manman had fallen on his face. He was so happy! The chopsticks in his hand seemed to be unable to stop, and every dish was piled on the people's plate, and it was almost piled up into a hill.

Seeing him like this, Gu Wuyou felt a little uncomfortable.

She actually wants to talk to him well, want to say "I miss you so much" and tell him not to be so cautious, but she hasn't gotten along well with her father since she was a child, and she doesn't know the relationship between father and daughter. What's it like to get along normally?

If it is a general--

Gu Wuyou couldn't help but remember what Li Qinyuan had said to her before.

"It's quite man, the friendship between family members is the strongest, but you must also learn to express. Don't always let people guess what you are thinking. Just say what you want to do... Don't think one day. When I said that, the other party was no longer there."

A meal with the hand holding the chopsticks.

Gu Wuyou looked at the man opposite, and remembered how he was lying on the bed in his previous life, depressed, even if she learned to let go in her previous life, it would be too late to get along with him.

And in this life--

She seemed to hesitate for a long time in her heart, but in the end she pressed her lips, and put a chopstick on Gu Wuji. Under his dull eyes, she said softly, "I don't know what you like to eat, this dish is not bad."

She lowered her head and moved the dishes on the plate with chopsticks. Perhaps it was because she was a little at a loss when she did something like this for the first time, but she still tried her best to finish her words, "Don’t always pick me up dishes. You can eat it yourself."

This is the end.

Not only Gu Wuji, but even Chang Shan and Bai Lu were a little surprised.

But after the astonishment, he was happy, especially Gu Wuji. The eye sockets were a little red, and his voice became a little choked, "Okay, okay, I will eat too, I will eat now." He said. Put the food that Gu Wuyou gave him into his mouth.

Gu Wuji couldn't help coughing, not knowing whether it was because he ate too fast or was too agitated. He put his hands on the edge of the table, bent over, and blushed from coughing.

Chang Shan hurriedly poured him a cup of tea.

Gu Wuyou also put down his chopsticks anxiously, frowned, looked at him all the time, waited for someone to cough up, and asked, "Are you... okay?"

Gu Wuji waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm just...so happy."

After finishing speaking, he put a chopstick in another person and said, "Hurry up." He turned his head and ordered with Changshan: "Go and get my wine." He was happy today and wanted to drink more.

Chang Shan just wanted to persuade.

Gu Wuyou frowned and said, "Drinking hurts your body, don't always drink." His previous life father caused a migraine because of drinking all the time, but he couldn't be cured afterwards.

Gu Wuji was startled, but he laughed again for a while. He turned his head to look at Gu Wuyou, watching her delicate face under the lights, and even his voice became much more gentle, "Okay, listen to you. Don't drink."

When Gu Wuyou saw this, he lowered his head to eat again, but wondered how to speak, and asked her father to agree to her to go to school in Luming Study.

In this room, the father and daughter ate dinner in a harmonious atmosphere.

On the other side, Wei Guogong's mansion seemed very deserted. The second and third rooms of Li's family went out of town, leaving only the Dafang line in the capital. They usually ate together on weekdays, but even so, it was only Li. The old lady, Wei Guogong Li Censhen, and Li Censhen's successor Yin Wan and her son Dong'er were all four of them.

Mrs. Li is fifty to five this year.

She is dressed plainly and wears a string of Buddhist beads on her wrist all the time. She just curled her eyebrows while watching a table of dishes and sighed, "I don't know what happened to Xiao Qi?"

Hearing this, Li Cen Shen beside her acted for a while, and then said in a deep voice, "If he has a bad time, he will naturally come back."

Mrs. Li frowned when she heard this. She is usually a gentle temper, but every time she encounters Li Qinyuan, she can't help but quarrel with her own only son. She is still worried that the two of them will be again. The argument arose, put down his chopsticks, and said gently: "Don't worry, mother, I have sent someone to deliver the letter to Jintai Temple before. Your birthday is coming soon, and Qilang will definitely be back."

Heard this.

The dissatisfaction on Mrs. Li's face was a little faint. She dialed the Buddhist beads and said: "Qi Lang is coming back this time, you should pay attention to it. Don't always say those unpleasant things, and let the popularity go away."

Li Censhen frowned, and Yin Wan pulled his sleeves just as he tried to refute. He was silent for a while, but after all, he didn't speak.

Several people in the house were eating lukewarmly.

At the end of the concierge, there was a white figure turning over and dismounting. It was Li Qinyuan, who hadn't returned home for a long time. He was still dressed in the usual clothes, wearing a **** shirt with sleeves, as if he was born not afraid of cold.

The red lantern was swayed by the wind.

The young man couldn't see clearly, and when someone approached, he said unequivocally, "Seventh Master?"

Li Qinyuan gave a faint "um", he threw the horse whip in his hand to the young man, and when he was about to enter, he glanced at the door plaque bestowed by Emperor Xian, with a mocking smile on his face.