Back To My Husband’s Youth

The official residence of the State of Wei.

Unlike the Gu's family, the Li family is already small. Besides, except for Li Cencan, his other brothers are all on business outside. They have not returned to Beijing for several years, so this person appears to be even fewer.

However, less return less, there is still some excitement.

Yin Wan is very good at taking care of the inner house and knows how to take control of the house. Early in the morning, he issued a new year seal and a new set of clothes to the people underneath. If he wins in front of the master, he can get more Rewards.

The people below were rewarded, naturally happy, and very enthusiastic in their work.

The cleaning that should be cleaned, the lantern should be replaced, the decoration of Li's house is very festive.

It was almost time to eat. Li Qinyuan accompanied his grandmother to talk all afternoon. He would wait for his grandmother to go back to the back room to change clothes. He also got up and went back to his yard to change a new set of clothes.

He was not used to being served by others since he was a child.

After the change of clothes, the young man was invited to ask, "Apart from Fu Xian and the others, can anyone send gifts over the past few days?"

When Xiao Si heard this, he quickly took out the personal brochure, read it again, and whispered back: "No, no."

There's none?

Li Qinyuan sat on the chair, tapped the table with his slender fingers, and even if he didn't tell him a happy birthday, he didn't even have a gift? This is not like a little girl's style.

Could it be that I have forgotten busy?

It's not impossible. On a day like New Year's Eve, their family will be reunited as a family. It's lively, and it's normal if you don't remember.

But Li Qinyuan still couldn't help being a little bit disappointed. He had never expected this day before, and he didn't expect any gifts or gifts. He just...thinks that if she sends them, he will be happy no matter what.

A happy birthday is also good.

"Yes……"

The young man was a little afraid of him. Seeing him bowing his eyebrows, he became even more afraid, and his voice became stuttered, "Less, what's missing?"

Li Qinyuan shook his head in a low voice, "Nothing."

The sky outside was dark, and the lanterns under the porch and in the yard were already lit. He was afraid that his grandmother was anxious and did not stay any longer. When he got up, he threw the wallet he had prepared from his sleeve to others.

He used to have a good book boy, but Lao Ziniang got a disease a few years ago, and Li Qinyuan asked him to leave and went home to take care of him.

Now this young man was sent by my grandmother.

He doesn't need someone to take care of him, and this young man is just doing some errands and is not familiar with it.

"Master, this...?" Xiao Si held his purse, a little puzzled.

"For you."

Li Qinyuan didn't explain much.

"Yes, but this is too much." Even if you don't open it, you can weigh it out from this amount. There must be dozens of taels of silver in it. He only has two taels of silver in a month. Usually, what happy events are in the mansion For semi-consecutive money, the Seventh Master gave too much.

Although he is short of money, he dare not ask for it.

Li Qinyuan originally didn't want to explain, but looking at the young man, he was a little shocked. He frowned and said, "Don't you have a sick sister? With money. Buy medicine for someone."

Finished.

He said nothing, and went straight out.

And Xiao Si held his purse and stared blankly at Li Qin's back away. After a while, he recovered.

He remembered that when the young master came back a few days ago, he was talking to a fellow from the same town about his sister's illness. He happened to meet the young master when he came back. His fellow villager asked him to beg the young master, but how dare he?

Unexpectedly, the young master said nothing at that time, but now...

The rims of his eyes suddenly turned red, and the tears dropped even more.

When he first came to the mansion, he knew that he was going to be sent to the Seventh Young Master. He cried for several days. People who knew him said he was too unlucky, and he thought so too.

But now--

He didn't think he was unlucky at all.

The young master is a good man. He looks cold on the outside, but he has a warm heart.

The young man wiped away his tears, looked at Li Qin's distant figure, grinning, he must take good care of the young master in the future!

When Li Qinyuan arrived at Shou'antang, everyone was almost there.

Li Censhen and Mrs. Li were sitting on the chairs. Dong'er was also sitting properly. Only Yin Wan was still busy inside and out. When he saw him in, Mrs. Li called him with a smile, "Qilang, come on. Come here, just waiting for you."

Li Cencan glanced at him, did not speak, still holding the wine cup in his hand.

"Grandma." Li Qinyuan yelled, ignoring Li Censhen, and walked over by herself.

Dong'er was sitting just right. Although he was young, he was taught to be very disciplined and not let anyone hug him. So he sat on a high chair with both legs quietly and quietly. Only when Li Qinyuan came in did he whispered to the mother beside him, and then grabbed the thing that had been prepared early in the morning, and was hugged by someone to get off the chair.

He is afraid of daddy, and also afraid of his elder brother...

But because of blood, I can't help but want to get close to Li Qinyuan.

At this time, he shook his two fat legs and ran towards Li Qinyuan. He stopped when he ran in front of people, raised his head, and stammered yelling, "Brother, brother."

Li Qinyuan stopped and looked down at him, "What's the matter?"

"Here, here you are." Dong'er held a brocade box carved with bamboo leaves in his hand to Li Qinyuan. He looked a little nervous, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright. He looked at Li Qinyuan for an instant. "Today, today is your birthday, this is a gift from Dong'er."

He didn't dare to send it before.

But this year, my brother stayed at home for several days and even talked to him, so he wanted to give it to his brother himself.

Although Dong'er was only three years old, she had already spoken clearly, but because of her shyness, she was a little stumbling.

Mrs. Li looked amused on the side, so she helped others to add, "This is your brother bought you the New Year's Eve money saved before, and it cost a lot of money." After finishing speaking, she smiled and teased Dong'er again. "Dong'er, why do you only buy it for your elder brother and not your grandmother?"

Dong'er blushed, "Money, money is not enough, wait, wait until later to buy it for grandmother."

After he finished speaking, he secretly went to see Li Qinyuan, because Li Qinyuan hadn't picked it up yet, his little arm was still held high.

Li Qinyuan looked down at him without saying a word. He took the brocade box and opened it to see that it was a fine purple pen with the words "Qing Zhuxuan" engraved on the outside. Although Qing Zhuxuan's pen is not comparable The writing brush of Langya Wenxuan Pavilion, but it is also a must in the capital.

Dong'er looked up and asked him, "Brother, do you like it?"

"Ok."

Li Qinyuan nodded and looked at the innocent and lovely Dong'er. Somehow he remembered what Gu Wuyou had said to him before. He pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and then raised his hand to touch his head. "Let's go, go eat."

Dong'er stayed for a while before happily following Li Qinyuan back to his seat.

Mrs. Li’s gift was given to Li Qinyuan early. When she was waiting for someone to take a seat, she asked Chan Yi to take out the longevity noodles that had been hot inside Li Qinyuan, and then the same person said, “The chicken soup that has been boiled for the whole afternoon is made In the soup base, there are beef **** that you like to eat, and a poached egg for you."

When my mother was there, she would cook a bowl of this kind of longevity noodles for him every year.

Since the death of his mother, this matter has been handled by his grandmother. Under the influence of the heat, Li Qinyuan's eyes are slightly dark, and the expression on his face looks a little sad in the heat, but it is only for a while, before he lifts it up. When he looked at Mrs. Li, his indifferent eyelids were also touched with warmth. Holding the chopsticks, he warmed his voice and said with others, "Thank you, grandma."

"Silly boy."

Mrs. Li smiled and looked at him. She originally wanted to touch his head, but found that her grandson had grown so tall in the blink of an eye. When she was sitting, she couldn't reach him, and she felt relieved. There are also some children who grow up so sad that they can't get away, but in the end they just smiled: "Eat, we will all be safe and happy every year in Qilang."

The stalk was in his throat, Li Qinyuan looked at the person, and nodded after a long time, "...Hmm."

When the meals were set up, Mrs. Li didn't let Yin Wan be busy anymore. Instead, she said with her, "Sit down, too. After a busy day, it's hard work."

Yin Wan smiled and said, "It's not hard."

He didn't push back, and sat down with a smile.

The Li family is young, and only sits at a table for the Eight Immortals, but Yin Wan is good at enlivening the atmosphere and saying a few funny words from time to time. The house is also very lively, and the family is one of the rarest happy people, and had a New Year’s Eve dinner. .

However, after eating, someone came to spread the word, saying, "Wei Chang is here."

There was a silence in the room, and Li Cencan got up and said to Mrs. Li, "Mother, I have something to do. Let's go ahead."

When Mrs. Li heard this, she couldn't help frowning, "Today is New Year's Eve, or your son's birthday. Can't you sit for a while?"

Li Censhen was silent for a while, then turned to look at Li Qinyuan.

Without waiting for him to speak, Li Qinyuan, who was sitting upright, suddenly stood up. Instead of looking at Li Cen, he bowed his hand to Mrs. Li and said, "Grandma, I have an appointment with Fu Xian and they should go out. ."

"Shichiro..."

Mrs. Li opened her mouth to persuade, but looking at the indifference on his face, she couldn't help but sighed again, "Nothing, you go, it's cold outside, you wear more, don't freeze."

"Yes."

Li Qinyuan nodded. Hearing Dong'er calling him "Brother" with his eyesight, he took out a red envelope that he had already prepared from his arms.

He prepared two copies in total, one for Dong'er and one for Gu Wuyou. Seeing Dong'er looking at him, he hesitated for a while before raising his hand and touching his head, his voice was very soft. Said to him: "I will play with you in a few days."

After that, he didn't say much, said to a few people, and walked out with the cloak.

After Li Qinyuan left, the warm atmosphere in the room gradually faded away. Mrs. Li looked at Li Censhen and opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn’t say anything. She sighed, shook her head, and turned towards the cicada. Yi raised her hand, "Help me in and rest."

Yin Wan hurriedly pulled Dong'er up and sent her off. After waiting for someone to enter, she glanced at the taciturn Li Censhen, and whispered: "The Lord should have been sitting with Qilang. This time, Qilang did a good job, even Mr. Xu also wrote a special letter to praise him."

"What's more, today is his birthday."

Li Cen Shen was silent and did not speak. He waited for others to finish speaking before speaking, "I'm going to be busy, you can take Dong'er with my mother." After speaking, he didn't say any more, and walked out alone.

Yin Wan looked at his back and sighed again. When she saw no one, she looked down at Dong'er and patted his hand, "Go with your grandmother."

Li Censen arrived in the study and saw Wei Qingyi waiting inside. He raised his leg and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Master of the country."

Wei Qingyi bowed his hand to the people, and after asking for peace, he pressed his voice and said, "The frontier sent an urgent letter, and the Turkic prince is in jail."

Li Cenchen paused for a while, frowned, "What's the matter?"

Wei Qingyi replied: "The Turkic emperor had long seen this son not pleasing to his eyes. The eldest prince ran into him at a banquet a while ago, and was instigated by someone, and he was sent to the sky prison."

"How is the situation in Turks now?"

"Most of the courtiers stood as the second prince, wanting the Turkic emperor to make him the prince, but the big prince has a big family and it's not easy to take it down, but..." Wei Qingyi pursed his lips, "If the big prince is gone, I'm afraid this It's just a matter of course."

Li Cencan didn't speak any more. He just sat on the grand master's chair and closed his eyes. After a while, he said, "I will discuss this matter with your Majesty in person. You should withdraw first."

As soon as Wei Qingyi wanted to respond, he heard Li Censhen say: "When you go out, let people send this to Ming Ting Xuan, not to mention that I gave it."

When Li Cen Shen spoke, he wandered on the brocade box with his thin fingertips.

Inside it was a long sword, thin as a cicada wing, but it could be tied around his waist. It took him a lot of time to build it himself.

Ming Ting Xuan is the place where Li Qinyuan lives. Wei Qingyi was taken aback. He waited until he took the box and realized that today seems to be the birthday of the young man, "Why don't you...why don't you give it to the young man yourself?"

Li Cen Shen was silent for a while before speaking, "If I gave it to him, I'm afraid he won't even accept it."

Without waiting for anyone to say anything, he said again: "Go down."

"……Yes."

After the people left, Li Cenchen did not leave. He sat alone with a solitary lamp. Fireworks had been set off outside. The lights stretched his figure very long amid the noise of firecrackers, and his loneliness was also cool.

After Li Qinyuan came out of Li's house, he didn't ride a horse, didn't get into a carriage, didn't even ask for the lantern in the hands of the young servant, and walked alone in this long street with a cloak.

The snow on the ground and on the eaves has not melted yet. Lanterns are hung in front of every house. You don’t have to worry about the difficulty of traveling at night. When you walk out of the alley and enter the East Street, you will get more and more excited. Although it is New Year’s Eve, it’s because of the East City. Every year there is a firework event in the gate, and many people will go out for a walk for dinner.

natural.

Most of these people are ordinary people.

It's impossible for families like those of the princes to come out and watch the fireworks crowded with people, and they will prepare them in their own homes.

Li Qinyuan doesn’t like fireworks. Even though it’s still early, he can occupy a very good viewing position, but he doesn’t bother to stay here anymore. He just keeps walking in silence. The surrounding restaurants and teahouses are all open, brightly lit and overflowing. color.

There are always people who have no home in this world.

On such days, instead of staying at home alone, it is better to come outside, order a pot of wine, and some side dishes.

Li Qinyuan used to like this too. Sometimes he would sit all night, sometimes he would talk and chat with strangers, but today he was not interested. After thinking about it, he decided to go back to his house and sleep.

Anyway, he is the only one, everywhere is the same.

...

And this time.

Li Qinyuan's room outside has already been visited.

Bailu replaced the lantern in the yard and put the fireworks and firecrackers prepared earlier on the porch, then turned around and went to the kitchen, where the lights were brightly lit, and a delicately dressed girl was wrapped in a cloth and holding a pot. Shovel, looked at the oil pan with some fear.

Hearing the sound of "cracking" in the hair, Gu Wuyou couldn't help but step back, fearing insecurity. He also held a pot lid in his hand, blocking his face, for fear that the hot oil would splash on him. .

Seeing her doing this, Bai Lu couldn't help but want to laugh, "Let's come as a slave."

"No way!"

Gu Wuyou's face was tense, and he said decisively, "It's not my heart that you cook."

While looking at the frying pan, she asked, "By the way, what did the person you sent out?"

Bai Lu replied: "Young Master Li Qi has already come out, saying he is coming here."

Gu Wuyou nodded, weighing the time and didn't dare to toss any more, while looking at the terrifying oil pan, as if watching the oil pan of the evil spirits in hell, he gritted his teeth and said, "You, You go out first."

"Can you be alone?" Bai Lu was still a little worried.

"Yes, yes!"

Gu Wuyou cooks for the first time in two lives. Although he has practiced several times at home, she was guarded by maids and women at that time. If she wants anything, she will almost never need to say that someone will pass it over. How is it like today? In this way, except for the fire that Bailu gave her, she made everything herself.

The dishes are cut by herself, thick and thin, not delicate at all.

The dough was also kneaded by herself. At the beginning, it was either too dry or too wet. She tossed it several times before it looked a little bit.

There are also shredded pork, which is also very uneven.

Bailu has gone out.

Gu Wuyou gritted her teeth, and as she did before, first threw the plate of pumpkin shreds into the oil pan. She almost threw away the lid of the pan when she heard a "pop" sound. , Pursing his lips in fright, hesitated and moved closer.

Bai Lu stood outside, and from time to time he could hear from inside, popping, like a firecracker.

She was a little worried, and asked, "Princess, are you okay?"

Gu Wuyou's voice came from inside, "No, it's okay, don't come in."

When Li Qinyuan came over, he saw that his door was open, lanterns were lit in the yard, and there were even pots of kumquats with peaceful knots under the porch.

He was taken aback, almost thinking that he had gone in the wrong place.

But the layout of the yard is still the same as before, and seeing Bai Lu turn out again, he greets him, "Prince Li Qi."

Li Qinyuan seemed to perceive something, his heart jumped sharply, and his voice went dumb. He asked, "Where is your master?"

Bai Lu didn't speak, but smiled and glanced at the direction of the kitchen.

Li Qinyuan pursed his lips, did not speak any more, but walked very fast. When he walked to the door of the kitchen, he saw the smoke rising from inside and the sound of pots and pans knocking. Suddenly it slowed down, it seemed that I was a little dare not sure, or maybe it was still a little untrue.

He walked slowly step by step.

Finally walked to the door of the kitchen. In the heat of the room, he saw a little girl in red hurriedly holding a spatula and frying vegetables. She seemed to hear a sound. The little girl turned her head and saw him, her eyes sparkling. Said: "Are you here?"

As if he had already guessed that he would come.

Thinking of myself like this again, my face blushed again, "You, you go out first."

After speaking, no one left, Gu Wuyou blushed and walked over, pushing people out, "You go out first, and you will come in later!" After that, she closed the door and hurried back to continue. Stir-fried vegetables.

The pumpkin and shredded pork were already cooked, and she put a pot of water again, and then threw the gnocchi which had been prepared a long time ago into the pot.

Li Qinyuan stood outside, looking at the people in the house through a window.

He has never seen Gu Wuyou like this. In his eyes, Gu Wuyou is exquisite and gorgeous anytime. She wears the best clothes, from head to toe, even the hair is very beautiful.

But what about Gu Wuyou now?

She was wrapped in a cloth around her waist, her face was stained with flour and charcoal dust, and her hair was a little crooked because of her messy hands and feet, and a lot of green silk was scattered, and her whole person looked messed up.

Such Gu Wuyou had lost the usual bright and delicate, but he just stabbed the softest point in his heart.

The coldness and loneliness that came along the way disappeared at this moment. He looked at such Gu Wuyou, as if hiding a gushing hot spring in his heart, making him warm from head to toe.

Just when he was still staring inside.

The voice inside suddenly quieted down, and after a while, the door suddenly opened. Gu Wuyou poked out a small head and looked for him again. When he saw him standing outside the window, his face blushed again.

But still took his hand and led him inside.

Before the heat in the room was gone, Gu Wuyou led him to the table before letting go, and then holding the bowl full of gnocchi in both hands, looking up at him, his eyes seemed to hide the stars in the sky, "Brother Happy birthday."