She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband

Nervous and looking forward, Gu Ningxi endured the weakness of the vegetarian diet for many days and the interference of the buzzing chanting in her ears, and made preparations for visiting Tao's mansion.

Under the service of an amusing staff officer who is knowledgeable in books and paintings, he wore a snow-green thin black bamboo-patterned silk gown, and a white jade hairpin in the shape of a bamboo in a scholar’s ​​hair bun. It's over."

After cleaning his sideburns a little and shaving off his mustache around his lips, all his decadence was swept away.

The boys dared to say that the wound on Grandpa's face still had a slight white mark, although it looked distressing, but it was more perfect to cover it up, so they urged each month to bring the half-empty powder box that Madam didn't take away, taking advantage of Gu Ningxi's hesitation , Sprayed a layer of fine powder on him directly.

Gu Ningxi was about to cleanse her face again, but she heard a sincere sentence from Shishu: "Master, you believe me, my little one, I see your face is really real, and applying powder really improves your complexion, you look good!"

Seeing Shishu's raised thumbs in front of her eyes, Gu Ningxi stroked her cheek slowly and hesitantly.

That's right, I don't distinguish between beauty and ugliness, I have eyes but no pearls, the whole world can only see Mo Qiqi's face, there is no comparison, no way to judge, what exactly I look like.

I vaguely remember that the lady once praised "My husband has a fair complexion, like cold jade, which makes me envious." Then, after applying powder, it should be fairer. When I go to see her like this, can she...can she keep her eyes on her face for a while?

**

Gu Ningxi rushed to the gate of Tao Mansion in her own carriage. Before arriving at the time of Haishi, she heard the voices of people roaring outside the car and sniffed the fragrant wind and hot air from the cracks in the curtains of the car. Feel.

For the five-day mourning for Brother Mo, Gu Ningxi thought that she had been away from the world for a thousand years, but in fact, when she counted it down, it was ridiculous to be confused and simple to repeat day by day.

I don't know, since the reconciliation, during this period of time, the lady has been doing well, have you... thought of him? How do you feel when you think of him? Will you miss me as much as you do?

Most of the ladies don't wear turmeric clothes anymore. According to the housekeeper, the clothes she left in Gu's house are moving away one after another.

I don't know, tonight on the Lantern Festival, is she wearing a red dress for the occasion, or is there something else? Can you identify her accurately? Thinking of this, Gu Ningxi's palms broke out in cold sweat.

However, most of my wife's clothing, food, housing, and transportation items are still in her own mansion. Is there any place that is not convenient or satisfactory for living in her mother's house?

When I heard the news, I had an intuition that I should order, quickly pack up all my wife's things, and send them to her, so as not to embarrass her.

However, when the words came to his lips, Gu Ningxi swallowed them back again. He was sitting in the carriage, waiting for the porter to come in to report. He believed in the horse and thought, if the lady asked why he came, then he would use the things she left as an introduction. Is it better?

**

"Layman, the third girl hasn't come back yet, but she sent a message that she and Miss Gu went to the teahouse for supper, and they will go home after eating." Qingfang told Tao Xinhe softly.

Tao Xinhe put down the heavy Heli split property account booklets in her hands, put them back into the small copper-clad sandalwood box in the corner of the room, pressed them on the bright red dowry list more than three years ago, covered them, and locked them tightly. Handing the key to Qingfang casually, she raised her hand to press on her neck.

She gently closed her eyes, tilted her head and shoulders back slightly, and flicked her long and slender fingertips like dancing around her neck bones. She said "um", indicating that she heard it.

Qingfang put the key away solemnly, walked lightly behind Tao Xinhe who was sitting on the armchair, took over to help her knead the soft flesh of her neck, and continued: "Young Madam, I will remember your order and send someone to ask a question every hour , I just heard that I have fallen asleep since the end of the unitary hour, and I haven't woken up yet."

Tao Xinhe felt that the tense muscles had relieved a bit, she shook her head from side to side, with a comfortable smile on her lips, and said, "Thanks for having you here, Qingfang. Since my brother and sister can sleep, I didn't disturb her. Tell the kitchen , don’t turn off the stove, the young lady will serve hot soup and rice when she wakes up. And father, is the study room still lit?"

Qingfang should be. Tao Xinhe calculated the time from dinner to now, and arranged for the kitchen to deliver a bowl of sesame Yuanxiao to the study in three quarters of an hour. As for Mu Xian, he is far away in the academy, out of reach, and can only wait for the two days when he returns home at the end of the month, and then take care of him.

"Layman, you have stayed up so late, would you like some sweet soup?" Qingfang suggested.

Tao Xinhe subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch her abdomen, but she didn't feel hungry. Instead, she thought of something else: "Qingfang, according to the past, shouldn't it be time for my childhood?"

Qingfang should be again. Why doesn't she keep this matter in mind for the Master?

As a personal servant girl, although she is not married, she is very clear about the hidden worries of her master, but this is God's will, who can interfere?

At this time, the servant reported outside the room: "Gu Sicheng is outside the gate of the mansion, and wants to see the layman."

A sudden boredom came to her heart, Tao Xinhe stood up, Qingfang couldn't hold back, and slashed from the master's neckline all the way to the waist, making Tao Xinhe feel as if she had been slapped on the back, and she flinched slightly.

Qingfang hurriedly knelt down to make amends, Tao Xinhe forced a smile and said, "It's none of your business, get up quickly."

Then, Tao Xinhe recruited someone to come in and ask if Gu Sicheng handed over the greeting card, whether he was looking for his father or her, and whether he wanted to come.

The servants answered one by one, and Tao Xinhe felt even more depressed: "...Gu Sicheng said that he wanted to congratulate the Laymen on a happy festival in person, and also asked you what to do with the things you left in the Gu residence?"

Tao Xinhe couldn't help but let out a cold snort, it's too far-fetched, what about coaxing children?

After she calmed down a bit, she ordered her servants to go out and spread the word: "Just say, it doesn't matter if you are strict or not. He Li has already discussed the major issues, and the follow-up details will be connected by himself, so don't bother him. Tao Fu and Gu Fu There's nothing to do with it anymore, it's inconvenient to see guests late at night, please go back to Gu Sicheng."

The servant should be, and turned to leave, Tao Xinhe added: "Wait a minute, the last sentence just now was changed to 'please leave on his own', as for whether he returns to the mansion, it has nothing to do with us. Tell him again, Gu Sicheng must have understood the truth about Li Xia in the melon field. Don't come to Tao Mansion again to be kind."

Watching the servant get up and go away, Tao Xinhe sat back and leaned back, unconsciously pursing the corners of her mouth, her voice lingering between her lips and teeth, as if she was talking to herself or complaining to her confidant Qingfang: "This person a few days ago Isn't An Sheng very crazy? What kind of hysteria happened tonight? It's not messy enough."

**

It felt like waiting for just a moment, or like waiting for a whole day, what Gu Ningxi waited for was a cold reply.

"Oh, plums in the melon field? I...I understand." Gu Ningxi tried her best to maintain her spirit, and responded, "Nowadays, we really are not in a relationship where we can come and go frequently. I understand, I...I will try my best to pay attention."

Gu Sicheng, who has always been eloquent and refined in speech, stumbled and talked incoherently in front of the doorman of the Tao Mansion, making the doorman lower his head, but glanced at him several times out of the corners of his eyes.

"Then...then, I will leave and I will not disturb your residence." The menacing wind and cold that came a few days ago has recovered, and Gu Ningxi resumed her voice of hitting stones and jade. With a smile on his face again and again: "You go slowly."

Just as Gu's carriage was about to turn around, Gu Ningxi hadn't put down the curtain of the carriage, maintaining the posture of holding the curtain, looking at the shiny black door plaque of Tao's mansion illuminated by the surrounding lights, she saw a group of people turning around the corner of the street and heading straight for Tao's mansion Coming, it caught his attention all of a sudden.

These are four middle-aged men with refined physiques. They wear the same black clothes, with few patterns but exquisite fabrics. They should be capable and dignified servants of wealthy and noble families.

They were headed alone, holding a two-foot-long carved wooden box in their hands;

The two were in the middle, and together they lifted a revolving lantern that was half the height of a person. It was exquisitely crafted and dazzling, as if it lit up the entire Tao Mansion. The burning lamps and candles have almost no shadows, and they are beautiful and beautiful, which is very impressive;

The last person is the tail, the tall and mighty man, but his hands are spread wide, each holding four or five small and cute lanterns. At a rough glance, there are rabbit lanterns, lotus lanterns, purse lanterns, tiger head lanterns... none of them are repeated. , each has its own delights.

Gu Ningxi ignored the subtle coolness that came from the middle of the night, and stopped in front of the carriage, watching this scene, unconsciously guessing, who came to the lady's house to deliver the lights, there was such a big battle, maybe, it would be someone he knew relative?

Listening carefully, the man at the head spoke like a bell, and said to the porter of Tao's mansion, "Please tell the master that Uncle Ji Chang will give you a few lanterns to celebrate the festive season."

The concierge scratched his head, thinking that this year's Lantern Festival, when the eldest aunt and grandma returned home, and the young lady was in bed to conceive, there would be no scenes of calling friends and having a banquet, and the mansion was destined to be deserted.

It was also true in the first half hour, their concierges were very idle, who would have thought that at the end of the night, the former son-in-law came to wait for a while, and Uncle Ji Chang came to give gifts with great fanfare, and they still had to pass the news inside, so tiring?

Ji Changbo's servants looked straight, but took out scattered copper coins and forced them to the porter, saying that they were to let the brothers buy some hot soup.

The concierge smiled all over his face, even said to wait a moment, and went inside to report that he walked faster and more willingly.

**

Hearing the words "Jichangbo" clearly, Gu Ningxi was puzzled, her eyes reflected the brilliance of the lanterns, and she thought back to herself. On the sixth day of the first lunar month, the couple met Jichangbo Cheng Shicheng for the first time. What happened was Ning Niang's marriage, and they talked politely with each other, and they didn't have any deep friendship.

How come Ji Changbo formed such a friendly relationship with Tao Mansion in less than ten days, and gave them lanterns during the festive season?

Everyone in the Tao Mansion, Gu Ningxi understands to some extent, it can't be that father-in-law or wife-in-law suddenly got acquainted with Ji Changbo, right? Then, only the lady...

Could it be that these lights are aimed at the face of the lady?

No, no, although Gu Ningxi didn't understand why her heart was beating wildly, she still tried her best to calm down and counted on her fingers. Is it related to Qiangniang that Tao Mansion and Yunying's unmarried third wife and sister?

The coachman comforted the horse again, and raised his head softly to ask for instructions: "Master, shall we go?"

Gu Ningxi knew mentally that no matter who the Tao Mansion was in contact with, he had nothing to do with him. The lady had sent a message to drive him away, and he should turn around and leave quickly. However, there was always some curiosity or unwillingness In his heart, he responded softly: "Wait a little longer."

Not long after, the concierge brought out the master's words. Although the voice was not as loud as that of Uncle Ji Chang, Gu Ningxi felt that the voice penetrated from the ear canal to the heart, making him wish he had just left and didn't hear it. These words.

The concierge said: "Now our great aunt, oh, is Tao Jushi in charge. After the villain reported it, we layman said that we should have resigned firmly because of the uncle's love and fear, but the uncle gave her a gift. The more she pondered the words, the more she felt it was the most reasonable, so she accepted it brazenly this time, please go back and tell Uncle, we laymen and the Tao family are ashamed to receive this profound friendship."

Gu Ningxi didn't have time to think deeply, when did Ji Changbo, a mature man who has faded from his memory, say "let go of your arms" to his wife, before or after he left? Where did they meet and what did they talk about?

Involuntarily, Gu Ningxi gritted her teeth, tightened her jaw, concentrated her brows, and listened quietly.

The servants of the uncle's mansion really laughed a few times, and responded: "That's great! The uncle said that the master of your mansion is straightforward, and he won't let the younger ones take it back intact. The lanterns are distributed by your mansion. In addition, our uncle Lord recently collected some high-quality submerged spices, which are in this box, and please hand them over to Layman Tao to collect them personally."

"This... I didn't say it just now, and there are still spices?" The porter hesitated for a while, not knowing whether he should catch it or not.

"Sinking Spice", the keyword, clearly caught Gu Ningxi's ears.

Uncle Ji Chang, how close was he to his wife before he could smell the fragrance around her?

Or, the lady told him personally that she often used this spice?