The evil first wife who wears a book, and the future first assistant wants to kill me every day

Dreaming about Gu Changling...

In the dream, he hugged himself and asked, "Why?"

The scene in the dream was very blurry and dark, and she felt that powerlessness haunting her. She wanted to push it away, but she couldn't see clearly.

But surprisingly, she could clearly see the loss and sadness in his eyes at that moment.

Suddenly, my heart felt heavy.

She stopped looking and pretended not to understand, "Why?"

Gu Changling raised his hand and stroked her scattered hair carefully, "Could it be that... I haven't been obvious enough these days?"

"Or are you as hard-hearted as iron and deliberately turning a blind eye?"

Yun Wei's heart felt inexplicably heavy, and she tried to take a closer look at him despite her heavy sleepiness.

He looked very fragile, as if she could crush him just by saying, "I'm just as hard-hearted as iron, and I'm just deliberately turning a blind eye."

She closed her eyes and chose to crush him.

"Yes, my heart is as hard as iron, and I turn a blind eye."

Even in her dream, she has her own uncompromising attitude.

"It doesn't matter how obvious you are, because you can't give me what I want, so don't waste your time on me..."

He seemed to be silent for a long time. It was so long that Yun Wei almost fell into sleep before she murmured, "What do you want?"

Power, money, or status?

He can earn it for her in the future.

But she was too sleepy to bother to answer this question, and she was unwilling to answer it.

Because that's something he can't afford in his life, and asking would make her look ridiculous.

Later, she couldn't remember what else he said, but she only remembered a long sigh.

It's like a thousand sails have passed, and finally I am alone watching the clouds rise and fall, that kind of lonely sigh...

In the afternoon, Mrs. Qian brought her daughter to talk to her.

Mrs. Qian was very observant and picked up some interesting stories about Lin'an without asking any questions.

Qian Jiasheng is cute, with a pair of dimples that fill his eyes.

She also talked a lot, introducing interesting places in Lin'an, and mentioned intentionally or unintentionally that she asked Master Gu to take her to play with her, and she would lead the way.

Yun Wei smiled and said, "Go if you have the chance."

Maybe he thought she had a good temper, Qian Jia was not very reserved, and even asked out of curiosity, "Princess Princess, how did you and Mr. Gu meet in the first place, and how did you marry him?"

Speaking of this, Yunwei didn't make any movement, but Mrs. Qian's expression changed, "Jiajia, don't be rude!"

Qian Jia immediately apologized.

Yun Wei said warmly: "It's okay. Master Gu and I are just our parents' orders."

Mrs. Qian added, "Since ancient times, marriage between a man and a woman has been the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. It is normal."

After saying that, she changed the topic in time and talked about other interesting things.

After they left, Yunwei held her chin and looked at Qian Jia's back in concentration.

I'm 14 years old, I don't even have haircuts, so I don't want to blindly match up.

Before I knew it, one day passed.

There was no movement in the west room until she fell asleep at night.

In this way, three days passed.

Yunwei didn't see Gu Changling, but the maid sent a box every day.

On the first day, it was a bamboo dragonfly, a folk gadget.

She stopped playing when she was six.

But the next second, "Hey, it's like a poem. Come on, pick it up for me. Don't fly into the tree."

The next day, it was a frog made of straw, poking and jumping.

She poked for a while, secretly saying she was bored.

Ruhua was very interested and wanted to poke it, but Yunwei laughed at her: "Isn't it childish to play like this?"

Ruhua put it back silently, excuse me, you continue to be childish.

On the third day, there was a clay lion made of clay. It was petite, cute and naive.

She played with it for a while, and then placed it deep in the dowry.

When Mrs. Qian came to her to listen to music, Yunwei was poking at the frog out of boredom.

Seeing this, she smiled and said: "The frog weaving is really lifelike. I think Master Gu must be very skillful."

Yunwei put away the frog and said, "He's clumsy, so he couldn't have made it up."

Mrs. Qian had met Gu Changling in the past few days, and she always asked her about the princess. Her caring look made Mrs. Qian a little envious of the princess.

Then he deliberately said something to Gu Changling, "The princess is the person who is dear to Mr. Gu's heart. Even if he doesn't know how to make it up, he will definitely learn to make it up and send it to you."

Yunwei curled her lips when she heard the words "people at the top of her heart". Gu Changling's heart is like a durian, with many peaks.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, Mrs. Qian sighed secretly and took Yun Wei to listen to the music, saying that she had invited a theater troupe.

Recently, there have been some chaos outside, so Mrs. Qian didn't dare to take Yun Wei out of the house to play, so she had to think of ways to have some fun, for fear that the master would get bored in the house.

Yunwei was not interested in listening to the music, and she was lulled to sleep by babbling just thinking about it.

But after all, it was Mrs. Qian who invited her specially, and she was really bored, so she cheered up and listened.

Surprisingly, she was really fascinated by it.

Because this opera was not a long and boring one, it was a bit funny. The young boy on the stage was so flexible that he jumped up and down like a monkey, which made Yun Wei couldn't help but laugh.

At the end, she rewarded generously.

Seeing her joy, Mrs. Qian murmured, "Master Gu's guess is really accurate."

The smile on Yun Wei's face has not yet disappeared: "What?"

Mrs. Qian smiled and said: "Princess, I don't know, but Mr. Gu reminded me to invite this troupe. He said that you don't like to watch those sad people, so I want to find someone who is more amusing and acrobatic. It doesn't matter whether the singing is good or not."

"At first, I thought that the princess came from the capital and the drama she watched must be exquisite. I was afraid that I would not like this kind of show. I didn't expect that the princess would really like it. From this point of view, Lord Gu understands the princess."

The smile on Yun Wei's face suddenly faded, she said "Oh" and said goodbye to Mrs. Qian.

I haven't seen Gu Changling in the past few days, but I feel like he is around me every moment, pervasive.

Not good, not good.

This way she will gradually get used to it.

There was movement in the west room early today, but at midnight, the sky was about to be covered with light ink, and Gu Changling came back.

Yunwei asked Rushiwuhua to close the door, saying she was going to sleep, and then blew out the candle.

The two maids didn't think much about it. After all, the princess didn't take a nap today, so they obediently closed the door and stood guard at the door.

Gu Changling naturally noticed the movement in the east room, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

He saluted like a poem, "Master Gu, you are back."

Gu Changling responded: "Well, is she resting?"

Ruhua replied: "Yes, the princess has gone to bed early these two days."

"How is she doing these days?"

This time it was the poem that followed: "It's pretty good. Except for being a little tired and low energy in the first two days, the past two days have been much better. Mrs. Qian took the princess to listen to music today, and the princess's spirit is the same as before."

"Well, that's good. She is weak and wants to cool down. She told the maid keeping watch at night not to add more ice and not to open the windows too wide."

"The servant remembers."

"Also, she was on the road before and had a bad stomach. In the past few days, don't let her eat iced food. If she wants to drink milk tea, advise her to drink hot food."

"Ok."

After giving these instructions, Gu Changling took out another box from his arms and said, "This, help me deliver it to the princess tomorrow."

If you take it as a poem, you should be respectful.

Gu Changling had nothing to say, so he turned and left.

Just for a moment when he turned around, his figure seemed to shake, and Rushi said in surprise: "Sir, what's wrong with you? I think you look very bad. Do you want to help you call a doctor?"