She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband

"Qingfang, don't try to persuade me. According to what you said, the brothers and sisters of the Mo family are all sick, right? When you came from the Gu residence, Gu Ningxi told you what you said, and then? What did he do?" Since Gu Ningxi didn't chase after Tao Mansion in person, Tao Xinhe entrusted a servant girl to deliver a message, so she already guessed three points about his whereabouts tonight. At this moment, she sneered and stopped Qingfang from explaining the details.

Qingfang couldn't guess how the master and the girl talked after returning home after agreeing to Mo Qiqi, but the conversation obviously fell apart.

She hesitated for a moment, and learned the lesson of being admonished by the girl for inquiring about the master's whereabouts before, and decided not to superfluous, so she swallowed the knowledge of the Mo family, and lowered her head to answer the master's question: "Miss, don't take it to heart. Master, give the carriage in the mansion to the servant girl." When he came to Tao Mansion, he rode to Mo’s house with his knowledge of books and paintings.”

Tao Xinhe stood up, put the hand stove on the table, and murmured hoarsely: "Sure enough, he hangs around here. He's going to spend the night there."

Always feeling uneasy, even though Qingfang didn't hear the girl's words clearly, she still added: "Liu Guang has been staying at Mo's house since the afternoon, one brother and sister of Mo's family is sick and one is injured, the master will not do anything but take care of them." .”

Tao Xinhe was already bored, what disease, what injury, who knows the truth? Gu Ningxi didn't go into details, Qingfang didn't go into details, it was probably a minor illness or injury.

In order to make Gu Ningxi feel pity, Mo Qiqi really stepped on the seven inches. Maybe it took a long time to design it, but Tao Xinhe felt ashamed of herself if she really put her heart into it.

The hateful and annoying thing is that Gu Ningxi really took the bait. Concubine? Even if the other party is dying, can he be allowed to be a concubine? A concubine that shouldn't have been between them?

He was the one who proposed the righteous sister, and he also recognized the concubine, and each time became more and more intimate. Gu Ningxi's next step is to let himself give up his wife position, right? He cared more about Mo Qiqi than he did for himself, and it was clear at a glance which was more important.

Forget it, how that person behaves has nothing to do with her. The decision of Heli is not easy to make, but it is even more difficult to shake. Tao Xinhe thought, after making concessions to her righteous sister once, it turned out that she stumbled, one cannot be stupid twice, and it is right to withdraw in time.

"Qingfang, there's no need to say any more. I don't want to hear a word about the affairs of the Gu family and the Mo family. I feel like my ears are going to get dirty. You, An Sheng, will stay with me in Tao Mansion for a while. After the reconciliation is over, let's make plans." "Tao Xinhe turned around, walked into the clean room to wash, and wanted to end this chaotic day as soon as possible. Qingfang came over as she said, and served quietly.

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The moon and stars were sparse, and Gu Ningxi was in the small courtyard of Mo's house at this time, and he was sitting on the only chair in Mo Qi's house. Literacy stands behind him.

Sitting beside Mo Qi's bed, Mo Qiqi looked at his brother in silence, his swollen and purple right half of his face was facing Gu Ningxi, making his heart feel like a thousand thorns were pierced.

Mo Qi was still in a coma. He woke up leisurely this morning, coughed and called "Qiniang", but there was no answer for a long time, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in a panic, his chin, neck and the front of his clothes were dyed bright red.

His limbs were weak, and he wanted to turn over and get out of bed but failed several times. He gritted his teeth, covered his head with one hand, rolled and fell to the ground, and was about to crawl out of the room to see his sister.

At this moment, a familiar servant from the Gu family, who seemed to be called "literate book" or "literate painting", rushed in, squatted down to help him, and yelled, asking what's wrong.

Mo Qi spoke weakly, and asked him to knock on the door of Mo Qiqi's room to have a look.

The body of a chronically ill person is heavy, and even though Mo Qi is skinny and bony, he still can't help him with his reading skills, let alone help him back to bed, so he has to apologize, tear off the quilt to cover Mo Qi, and say that Miss Mo is invited to come over together. Put Mo Qi back on the bed.

Mo Qi nodded, thinking that his sister was pitiful, a young girl who took care of herself for a while had grown strength, could grit her teeth and hold her breath, and move an adult man by herself, much better than this frizzy boy in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Shishu screamed outside and disappeared.

Mo Qi was even more uneasy, feeling as if he was using all his strength to crawl out, and also seemed to be floating, looking coldly at his embarrassing flesh. body.

Until a familiar voice sounded in my ear: "Brother Mo? Brother Mo?" full of concern and surprise.

That's right, this is the nobleman of their siblings, Gu Ningxi and Gu Sicheng, the righteous brother of the Gu family.

Mo Qi woke up from the coma, tightly clasped the bones of his hand, and called "Qiniang" repeatedly.

The volume of his voice was extremely low, he only opened his mouth, and it was almost inaudible. Gu Ningxi still understood, nodded in agreement, and slowly pulled out the hand held by Mo Qi, not paying attention to the nail marks left on it.

In the back, there were flakes of skin hidden in the sharp and slender nails of the seriously ill man, and several deep bloodstains appeared on the back of the jade-like hand of the blind man, and no one cared to deal with it.

Leaving behind Mo Qi who can read and learn painting, Gu Ningxi took two maids to visit Mo Qiqi.

Gu Ningxi has been to Mo's small courtyard for nearly ten times, and each time she only entered Mo Qi's room, never set foot in Mo Qiqi's boudoir. It was a matter of urgency, so I had to walk to the door of the girl's room in two steps.

From the gate of the courtyard to the door here, they were all wide open. Shishu reported in his ear that this was the scene just now. Gu Ningxi frowned slightly, knowing that it was absolutely abnormal.

But what happened? The lady already cared about him and Mo Qiqi, so he should consciously avoid suspicion.

He thought to himself that it would be good if the lady was here, and it would be proper and reasonable for the female relatives to visit the girl.

Looking back, she saw the two maidservants who were often seen around the lady, Gu Ningxi hesitated, stood outside the door with her hands behind her back, and softly ordered: "You two go in and have a look."

Qingfang and Liu Guang followed their words, saluted quickly to the master and stepped in back and forth, calling tentatively, "Miss Mo? Is Miss Mo there?"

"Ah!" A woman exclaimed, and the sound dropped strangely.

Gu Ningxi took a step and then stopped, coughing lightly, eager to know what was going on in the room.

I don't know if it's Qingfang or Liuguang's servant girl who hurried out, speaking very fast, said: "My master, my servant Liuguang. Miss Mo lay on the ground motionless, her face was purple and her clothes were disheveled, and she didn't answer , the breathing is normal, he must have passed out. Please tell me, master."

"Doctor please! "With Gu Ningxi's order, the servants got busy.

He looked hard at the door of Mo Qiqi's room, and the word "clothes are disheveled" rang in his ears. He stopped his footsteps, and added to the back of an unknown maid: "Help Miss Mo tidy up, it's also convenient for the doctor." diagnosis and treatment."

Later, Dr. Cao, a famous doctor who Gu Ningxi sent paintings to his grandmother for medical treatment, was invited, and he asked puzzledly: "I was entrusted by Gu Sicheng to come to this house for treatment a few years ago. It was a patient named Mo Qi." Right? The condition of the disease should be stable, is there any relapse?"

Gu Ningxi had already known the identity of the visitor after being reminded by the servant, and hastily saluted, thanked Doctor Cao for coming, and asked him to ask his brother and sister to consult together this time.

Not long after, Gu Ningxi's servants and Dr. Cao's drug boy went to fetch medicine and boil it. Dr. Cao explained to Gu Ningxi: "I'm afraid Mo Qi is going to die. It's very different from my last visit. He is now terminally ill and should It’s just a few days. I’ve been a doctor for half my life, and I’ve never encountered such a case where the pulse condition suddenly changed. I’m still not good at learning, please forgive me.”

Gu Ningxi and Dr. Cao were standing in the open space in the courtyard talking, when they heard this, they looked at the window of Mo Qi's room, wondering if he could hear him from the bed.

Before he could figure out why, he saw that it was raining lightly, and he couldn't stay outside.

The courtyard is cramped, except for the room of the two brothers and sisters, there is only one kitchen, and there is no shelter from the rain. Thinking about what Dr. Cao is going to explain next is Mo Qiqi's physical condition, Mo Qi is extremely concerned, so Gu Ningxi invites people to come together Mo Qi room, listen to the details.

Dr. Cao didn't care about the patient's thoughts, he just said what he had to say. To the two men, Gu Ningxi and Mo Qi, when it came to the woman being broken, it was natural.

Mo Qi was shocked when he heard the words, and vomited blood again. Gu Ningxi also felt that it was unexpected, but he was able to calmly ask if the girl was injured and how to take care of it.

After sending Doctor Cao away, Gu Ningxi asked the maids to take care of Mo Qiqi according to the doctor's instructions, and then turned around to see Mo Qiqi.

Mo Qi beat his chest and struggled, hissing loudly: "Who did it? Desperate! I'm such a waste. I was ignorant in the same hospital and didn't protect Qiniang! My poor sister, I want to see her .”

Gu Ningxi comforted this close friend, saying that Qiniang was not awake yet, unexpectedly, Mo Qi turned to look at him, after a few short breaths, he got the strength to get out of bed, knelt down and kowtowed to him!

Gu Ningxi paused for a moment, she didn't know why, after being slightly stunned, she quickly supported Mo Qi with her arms: "Brother Mo! The man has gold under his knees, what are you doing?" He forcibly helped the exhausted patient to his upper body, and he was not allowed to worship again.

Mo Qi begged in a sad voice: "Brother Gu, Gu Sicheng, Master Gu. I'm about to die, and people who are about to die speak well. Can you do me a favor?"

With a jump in her heart, Gu Ningxi understood that Mo Qi had heard the bad news announced by the famous doctor just now, and she also had a guess about what he asked for.

He rolled his Adam's apple a few times, nodded solemnly, and replied, "Brother Mo, don't worry. My wife and I will take good care of Qiniang."

Hearing the words, Mo Qi relieved his strength, his shoulders softened, and he stepped forward one after another with knowledge of books and paintings, and the two carried Mo Qi back to the bed together.

The body in Gu Ningxi's hands was taken over by the servants, looking at the skinny and unexamined Juren, thinking about how many years younger than herself but dying soon, full of ambitions that could not be realized, she felt deeply sad.

Across the back of the servant, Mo Qi asked Gu Ningxi: "Brother Gu, how will you take care of Qiniang?"

Gu Ningxi stood in front of his bed, with her hands behind her back, her eyes were concerned, and she spoke without hesitation: "I regard her as my own sister. If she wants to marry, my wife knows a lot of people, and our husband and wife will marry her well." If Qiniang wants to live in peace for the rest of her life, our Gu family can afford a girl."

"No, it's not." Mo Qi shook his head hard, and spoke softly, but it was like a heavy hammer: "Can you marry, no, no, accept Qiniang? She has only you in her heart, and if it wasn't for you, I would I'm afraid of her, I can't think about it."