The villains are all my vests

Chapter 289 The cripples were fooled into standing up by me (1)

Jiangzhou.

Han Yue woke up after being in a coma for two days.

Gu Zhihuan thought a lot during these two days, and some details that he hadn't noticed before seemed to be strung together by an invisible hand.

In the last world, Han Yue did not regain consciousness until he came out.

This did not match the conditions that Jiao Pei had told her.

In addition, this is already Han Yue's fifth gate, and normal creators will wake up immediately at the second gate at the latest.

What's wrong with Han Yue?
Gu Zhihuan went to Jiao Pei's house twice in time, but he couldn't find anyone.

When she came back, Han Yue lay on the door of the villa and stared at her eagerly.

"Honey, when I woke up, you were gone."

"speak politely."

"I have a good talk."

"Don't do it."

"..." Han Yue obediently took back the hand on Gu Zhihuan's waist.

The moment Gu Zhihuan left, Han Yue had already prepared the meals.

The two of them washed their hands and went to the restaurant to start eating. Gu Zhihuan was thinking about Han Yue's affairs, a little absent-minded.

Seeing that she took a piece of fish and put it in her mouth without picking a thorn, Han Yue finally stopped her: "What are you thinking?"

Gu Zhihuan hesitated for a moment, before asking, "Do you... still remember what happened in the last world?"

Han Yue paused for picking the fishbone.

Gu Zhihuan had already understood, she pressed Han Yue's hand, and said in a low tone, "You have something to hide from me."

The corners of Han Yue's mouth stretched into a straight line, and then quickly let go: "My wife..."

Gu Zhihuan didn't let go, but just looked at Han Yue calmly.

However, the calmer she acted, the more flustered Han Yue was.

He knew Gu Zhihuan too well.

"Can't say?" Gu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows.

Han Yue's Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, and after a long time, he managed to squeeze out a vague sentence: "I'm sorry."

"I see." Gu Zhihuan didn't force Han Yue anymore, but she didn't look at Han Yue again until she fell asleep after the meal.

Han Yue looked at the direction she was going upstairs and smiled wryly.

Some things are meant to be secrets.

into the night.

When Han Yue heard that there was no movement in the bedroom, he tiptoedly opened the door and entered.

Gu Zhihuan lay on the bed, huddled into a small ball.

She always likes this position when she sleeps. Han Yue is worried that her spine will be uncomfortable, so he always stretches her out patiently, and then holds her in his arms.

After silently looking at Gu Zhihuan for a long time, Han Yue carefully laid down beside her and hugged her from behind.

Moonlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, and fell on the two of them like a curtain of water.

When Han Yue woke up, there was no one on the bed.

He almost jumped up from the bed, and immediately saw the twelve stone doors lined up on the balcony.

Han Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

He rushed towards the sixth door without thinking, and stretched out his hand to push it open, but there was no response from the door.

what happened……

Before Han Yue could think about it, there were soft footsteps behind him.

Gu Zhihuan walked out from behind him at some point.

"Wife?" Han Yue was stunned: "I thought you had already gone in."

"I went to the toilet." Gu Zhihuan said plainly.

She walked in front of Han Yue, raised her eyes to look at the stone gate that had been walked countless times, and for the first time showed a little disgust in her eyes.

Gu Zhihuan raised his right hand and pushed the door open easily.

Han Yue followed behind her silently, like a shadow, always chasing the direction of light.

The moment the door was about to disappear, the image of Han Yue not opening the door flashed in Gu Zhihuan's mind, and the hands hanging by his sides quietly clenched into fists.

She vaguely had a terrible guess in her heart, but she still needed to confirm it.

If it's true... She's going to kill Jiao Pei and Han Yue, the two bastards!

-

late spring.

On the main road outside the city of Kyoto in the Ming Dynasty, a stream of densely populated people flows into the city like a stream entering the sea.

Less than half a month before the exam this year, the inns in the capital city were almost overcrowded with those who came to Beijing for the exam.

From inside the city to outside the city, countless small vendors took the opportunity to set up a long dragon winding hundreds of meters, and some small gadgets that are not uncommon to people in the capital have become rare gadgets for many people.

For a time, there was an endless stream of people.

So amidst the hustle and bustle, a small stall near the city gate seemed particularly abrupt.

The small stall is very simple, with a table, two wooden stools, and a white cloth propped on a bamboo pole next to it, with the words "Two silver coins for fortune telling, no bargaining".

Logically speaking, it coincides with the exam, and many people are happy to spend money to buy a good fortune, but firstly, the charge of this stall is ten times higher than that of the neighbors, and secondly, the stall owner looks too young.

It wasn't until the sun went down that the stall finally welcomed its first customer.

"Fortune teller, tell me a fortune teller." Liang Qiusheng sat down on the empty wooden bench.

Although he has just arrived in the capital, he still looks energetic and shows no sign of being in a hurry. He didn't suffer much along the way, and he is a person who likes to enjoy and has the ability to enjoy.

The stall owner yawned, lifted the straw hat covering his head, and lazily raised his finger to the white cloth next to him.

Liang Qiusheng smiled slightly, raised his chin behind him: "Give me the money."

"Master." The old butler who followed behind him still wanted to persuade: "Otherwise, the young master will go to the inn to settle down first, and the old slave will come out to help the young master line up in the morning."

"Tsk, you don't understand." Liang Qiusheng didn't know where to sit: "There is a reason why you are expensive."

The old butler had no choice but to take out the money from his pocket.

The stall owner took the money, padded the pad, and finally straightened up: "Liang Qiusheng?"

"Yes."

"Twenty this year, Jiangcheng county magistrate's only son, lost his mother since childhood, uh..." The stall owner suddenly paused, and then he seemed to laugh: "Your father wanted you to be a rich boy, but you want to be a school bully ?”

Liang Qiusheng's eyes lit up: "How do you know?"

"No." The stall owner pointed to the word "fortune-telling" on the white cloth.

The old housekeeper couldn't stand it any longer: "Master, these things can be known with a little investigation."

Liang Qiusheng looked at the stall owner with admiration on his face: "You are too accurate, so do you think I can win the number one prize this year?"

"No."

Liang Qiusheng stopped laughing as if he had been hammered.

The stall owner said carelessly: "But next year."

Liang Qiusheng's eyes widened: "Why next year?"

"It should be like this," said the stall owner.

Liang Qiusheng quickly relaxed: "It's fine if you pass the exam. Thank you."

The stall owner didn't respond, she pushed her hat down and curled up again, feeling like she was about to fall asleep squatting on the stool.

Liang Qiusheng stood up and prepared to move into the city with the old housekeeper.

The stall owner suddenly said, "The person you're looking for won't see you. If you really don't give up, come find me at Silefang at night."

The incongruous smile on Liang Qiusheng's face suddenly disappeared, and he turned his head to stare at the stall owner.

It's a pity that the man didn't move at all.

As soon as those words were blown by the wind, they had long been scattered.

Liang Qiusheng stood for a while before leaving with the old housekeeper.

The sun was approaching the top of the mountain.

Twilight spread from all directions.

A group of 15 people suddenly rushed out from the city without anyone else present. The leader rode a fine horse and wore the uniform of the imperial guards. After getting off his horse neatly, he strode to a stop in front of the fortune-telling booth.

"Master Gu, the emperor has been waiting for a long time."

(End of this chapter)