She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband

"Mrs. Xi?"

Tao Xinhe, who had her back to the door, suddenly heard a weak, tentative female voice behind her.

I haven't heard the title "Mrs. Xi Shao" for a while. In the new Gu mansion, the servants always call her Mrs. Gu, and they are called Mrs. Gu outside. Only in the old Gu mansion, Mrs. Gu is still alive, and the daughter-in-law of the grandchildren is always named as the last word of husband, and so on. Mrs. Young, Mrs. Xi, Mrs. Lie, etc. Of course, on weekdays, even though my sister-in-law Cao ordered her servants to call her Young Mrs., no one bothered to argue.

Tao Xinhe keenly noticed that Gu Ningxi, who was opposite her, looked at the person coming from the door with precise eyes, and called out "Qiniang" without hesitation or temptation, and she knew the identity of the person coming.

It was Mo Qiqi, the only Mo Qiqi that Gu Ningxi treated differently. Tao Xinhe still remembered that she saw the two of them bid farewell at the alleyway years ago, Gu Ningxi looked at Mo Qiqi with bright eyes, which became her deepest and most unbearable nightmare.

Today, do you want to watch again?

Tao Xinhe turned around slowly, and met the thin girl who stood by the door like a frightened little white rabbit and dared not move.

Mo Qiqi was dressed in plain white filial piety, with a small white flower slanted on her temples. She was full of timidity, and looked at her with bright eyes... Tao Xinhe was a little suspicious, she moved two steps slightly to one side, and heard Mo Qiqi Qi said softly again: "Mrs. Xi."

Oh, it's not that she blocked the girl's sight, Mo Qiqi's eyes were full of tears, she didn't look at Gu Ningxi, but locked herself.

Tao Xinhe felt incredible.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time the two girls have met. Even if Mo Qiqi had heard rumors about him from somewhere, how could he be grateful for seeing his savior?

Tao Xinhe secretly laughed at herself, could it be that she thanked herself for abdicating the throne and giving up Gu Ningxi's whole beard to her?

Mo Qiqi looked at the benevolent Tao Shi in her previous life, and described her appearance as similar to her in the dream. Everything, it means that what the system told her was what actually happened in her previous life.

The pain in her forehead from the time of suicide came again overwhelming, Mo Qiqi raised her hand to cover the wound in her previous life, and addressed her three times in a coquettish tone as if she had found her relatives: "Xi...Young Madam."

Tao Xinhe secretly sighed, such a gentle and soft tone is really pleasant, but she can't learn it no matter what.

She resisted the sourness that suddenly surfaced in her heart, and nodded gently: "You are Miss Mo, right? I have long admired you."

Gu Ningxi quickly introduced: "Lady Tao, this is Miss Mo, her boudoir name is Qiqi. Qiniang, this is Layman Tao, don't you have something to say? Layman has been waiting for you for a long time."

Hearing this, Tao Xinhe felt that the intimacy was too thorny inside and out, so he gave Gu Ningxi a sharp look, but the man didn't notice it, and continued to say: "Tao Jushi, sit down for a while, okay. Qiniang even made a special trip to Gu's house , I wanted to see you, and only then did I know that you... I... we made up."

Tao Xinhe didn't know where to complain, she was so angry that her chest was short of breath, she was heaving up and down, she almost flung her sleeves and left.

At this moment, a small cotton package was handed over to her eyes, and ten thin fingers pinched the package tightly, accompanied by Mo Qiqi's flattering explanation: "Mrs. Xi, this is I made a new pair of shoes for you, made of silk and embroidered with butterflies, take a look, do you like it?"

Tao Xinhe deeply felt that she and the other two were not in the same situation at all.

She was about to explode with anger, and was about to push away Mo Qiqi who was in the way regardless of face, and rushed out the door, but Gu Ningxi said to herself that she forgot to pour tea for her, then she held up her sleeves with one hand, took out the teacup with the other, and carried the pot, concentrating on it , Steadily poured out a cup of clear tea liquid, exuding heat, pushed the small jade-colored cup to where she was originally seated, and softly asked her to drink tea.

And Mo Qiqi was even more inexplicable, why, is he addicted to giving shoes? At the beginning when she recognized her brother-in-law, the girl brought over a pair of men's cloth shoes. Tao Xinhe remembered that she was depressed because of this, and ordered her servants to lock it in the warehouse, and wait for ten or twenty years to dig it out and laugh at Gu Ningxi's peach blossom debt.

I saw you for the first time today, and you want to give yourself shoes, how ridiculous?

Tao Xinhe finally turned cold, brushed away the cloth bag that was obstructing her eyes, sat back upright, put her hands on her knees, tapped the empty seat with her chin, and said firmly: "Miss Mo, don't dare to bother me. Please Sit down, Gu Sicheng has done everything possible to invite me to meet you, what can you give me?"

Tears welled up in Mo Qiqi's eyelashes, she stared at Tao Xinhe without blinking, followed her words and slowly sat down, put the cloth bag on the table and untied it, revealing the brand-new silver and vermilion women's embroidered shoes inside, put one in each hand and closed it , placed in front of the chest, as if holding one's own Chicheng in the palm of the hand.

Looking back at the shoes, Mo Qiqi sighed and said, "Mrs. Xi, I asked Zhuiyun to find the old shoes you left in Gu's house. I compared them to size and sewed them. I want to give them to you. Brother Xi Yesterday, I asked Shihua to tell me that you agreed to meet today, so I called it a day, and it was a little rough, but it was on the heel of the shoe, not conspicuous."

In her previous life, Mo Qiqi made countless pairs of shoes for her mother, Mrs. Gu Ningran, and other female celebrities. She felt that making shoes was her best skill. In her previous life, she also spontaneously made shoes for Dow. Had a pair of shoes, but hadn't had time to give it away, so I couldn't bear the bullying/death.

When I see an old friend in this life, my mind is full of giving away the embroidered shoes, fulfilling the regrets of the previous life. In Mo Qiqi's mind, only whether the silver and vermilion color is liked by Tao Xinhe, whether the pattern is pleasing or not, completely ignored Tao Xinhe's expression.

Tao Xinhe gritted her teeth for a while, and heard Gu Ningxi reminding softly at the side: "Would you like to have a sip of tea first?" Her mind was like a string snapping, she picked up a half-full cup, and poured it heavily on the table. Suddenly, a lot of tea splashed out, and two drops flew onto the back of her hand, but luckily it was still warm and not scalded.

"Miss Mo! I hope you can understand that I am no longer Mrs. Xi Shao. Why not, you should know why you call this name over and over again, what is your intention? Besides, I don't care about the things you make, such as scarves, Wiping the forehead, I don't want any embroidered shoes! If you only talk about these things, I will underestimate you, and I will underestimate... Gu Ningxi."

Gu Ningxi saw that the lady was making heavy movements suddenly, she was taking a clean cloth towel from Shishu, and was about to help her wipe off the water stains on the back of her hand, when she heard the words aimed at Mo Qiqi but alluding to herself, she was momentarily stunned, and lifted the cloth towel Hanging in the air in his hands, like his embarrassing heart.

Mo Qiqi put down his shoes, but he didn't understand the crux of the problem, so he responded intuitively: "You don't like this name, so how about I follow Brother Xi and call you Jushi Tao? I made the shoes with my heart, and I sent them to your house than before The scarf on the forehead and the forehead are put on with a lot of care, and they should fit comfortably. Or, what other female celebrities do you like? I can make some, just want to make some, honor you, and have no bad intentions. "

Gu Ningxi coughed lightly, lowered her head and wiped away a trace of water flowing on the table with a cloth towel, reached out her hand to the table in front of Tao Xinhe, paused there, and let the cloth towel absorb the residual liquid.

He sighed, not daring to look at any woman, and said softly, "Tao Jushi, Qiniang has no bad intentions, she just doesn't understand. Her parents passed away early, and she and her elder brother depended on each other at a young age, and she was careless about the rules. A little bit. Since I lived in Beijing, I have given away shoes, socks and underwear to neighbors, regardless of gender, in exchange for help from neighbors. I only found out recently, so she gave shoes, not the kind of personal and private things we usually interpret mean."

Mo Qiqi seemed to understand, but looked at Gu Ningxi for help, and saw that the other party's eyes were only on the ground, so he tugged on his sleeve unconsciously, thinking that Tao Xinhe could hear him, and asked: "Brother Xi , did I do something wrong? Shouldn’t I be sending shoes?”

Tao Xinhe looked at the table two fists away, and Gu Ningxi's cold jade-like hand with sharp knuckles was lying across the table. What he was holding was not a writing brush but a cloth towel. The fabric, pulled out a small circle of folds, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

How ridiculous? With what identity and mentality did Gu Ningxi speak? Why explain Mo Qiqi's words and deeds to her? Afraid that I misunderstood this good girl?

Tao Xinhe's clasped hands were clenched into fists, her breath suddenly became heavy, and she asked herself with hatred in her heart, must she have lost her head, why did she come here today, to see how this couple know each other and love each other?

Gu Ningxi felt the emotional changes of the woman opposite, and also felt the pull of Mo Qiqi who was sitting in the middle of them. Her heart skipped a beat. It dripped to the ground again, "Papa Papa", clearly audible in the stagnant atmosphere.

His breathing also became unsteady, he raised his head slightly, looked at Tao Xinhe's neckline, tried to identify the complicated embroidery patterns, and thought about what he said just now was inappropriate. The righteous sister gave her shoes, but the two of them did not get along, how could they make the lady even more angry.

Tao Xinhe gritted her teeth, exhausted her last ounce of self-control, and said, "I'm leaving." At the same time, she stood up, but she didn't control her movements well, and brought the round stool upside down, making a "ping-pong" sound, she couldn't care less, turned her head and walked quickly Go to the door.

Mo Qiqi became anxious, chased after her, and screamed: "Sister! Mrs. Xi, I want to beg you, go back to Brother Xi, he doesn't want me, please take me in!"

Qingfang, who turned herself into an invisible person, had already helped her master open the door. Hearing such unorthodox words, she forgot to back off for a while, and blocked herself by the door, staring at Mo Qiqi in a daze, let alone being shocked by "containment" Tao Xinhe arrived.

Tao Xinhe turned her head in disbelief, looking at Gu Ningxi, who was standing in front of the table, looking down at the ground with a regretful expression, and at Mo Qiqi, who was so close at hand, crying and almost reaching out to grab her.

This couple, who used to flirt with each other, wanted to take a concubine to enter the court, and I didn't want to get involved, so I've already avoided it, so why can't I avoid it?

Can I get what I want to let go of my heart and let go of my new life in such a situation?