After the rebirth of Madam Hou Clan, her heart was sealed with cement

Tan Zhixu closed his clothes subconsciously, with a hint of heartache in his eyes.

However, isn't this what she wants?

Make Gu Huaijing hate her.

"Tan Zhixu, you don't look dignified at all in the way you look now."

The man's sarcastic words were like a sharp knife piercing Tan Zhixu's chest.

Looking up, Gu Huaijing's face was as cold as ice, and the disgust in his eyes was unconcealed. He looked at her like he was looking at a ball of mud.

Tan Zhixu was instantly as cold as an ice cellar, and the pain made him unable to breathe.

There was a wry smile on her lips, and she smiled unintentionally: "A married woman is different from a lady. Who can eat vegetarian food after having tasted the smell of meat?"

"Brother Jing, do you want to have a taste?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his plain white fingertips hooked onto Gu Huaijing's chest, and a pair of loving eyes filled with charm wrapped around the man.

Gu Huaijing's face turned livid, and he grabbed the troubled wrist on his chest, hatred rolling in his eyes like waves.

Tan Zhixu smiled more and more charmingly, his eyes fixed on his wrist: "Oh, it turns out that you like this kind of taste in love affairs? Zhixu actually cooperates."

"Tan Zhixu, you are so brave!"

Gu Huaijing stared at Tan Zhixu's face, wishing to crush her charming look into pieces, and the strength of his hand increased uncontrollably.

"hiss……"

Tan Zhixu felt pain and frowned slightly, "As long as you like it, adults."

"enough!"

Gu Huaijing pushed the person away fiercely and waved his sleeves.

But the hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, trembling slightly. He couldn't bear to see that the person he regarded as a treasure in the past had become what he is now.

Tan Zhixu held his wrists and stood still, lowering his head slightly to suppress the pain in his eyes.

"What's the matter with me?"

Gu Huaijing's low and cold voice sounded like a cold wind blowing in winter, carrying a knife and revealing alienation.

Tan Zhixu Qiao smiled and leaned over: "I saw the small words that your Excellency left on the plaque, and I would like to thank you for your compliment."

Immediately she took out the wooden box containing the Langhao pen and pushed it over, "I have thought about it over and over, and I have found that I have no way of repaying you for your help. I offer you my own gift but don't want it, so I can only prepare a small gift to express my gratitude."

Gu Huaijing stared at the wooden box, but his thoughts drifted to last night.

When I was drunk last night, I did tell Teng Xi to help Tan Zhixu deal with it.

But what fine print?

He has no memory now.

Gu Huaijing was puzzled, his expression remained unchanged, and he kept a cold expression on his face. He glanced at Tan Zhixu's face coldly: "Second Madam Song, you should change her habit of seducing people as soon as possible."

"It's not random, it's just Brother Jing."

Tan Zhixu chuckled lightly, without any reservation, "It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless."

"Madam, be careful what you say, as it may taint people's ears."

Tan Zhixu closed his mouth, his heart felt like it had been torn out, and he felt pain secretly.

After all, he didn't dare to look into those disgusting eyes and hurriedly said: "I hope Master Gu will accept my wife's feelings." Then he ran away.

Staring at the thin and frail figure walking away, a flash of pity flashed across Gu Huaijing's eyes, which was soon replaced by anger.

The surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees, giving the early spring weather a somewhat desolate feel.

Gu Huaijing held the wooden box tightly, but the pain in his palm was less than one ten thousandth of the heartache.

Thinking of Tan Zhixu's words just now, Gu Huaijing's thin lips parted lightly: "Tengxi."

"grown ups."

Teng Xi, who was not far away, quickly came over to salute.

"What's with the little words she said?"

Gu Huaijing's voice was low and cold, with a slight questioning tone.

Tengxi subconsciously thought that he had done something wrong, and he knelt down repeatedly: "Sir, Tengxi is guilty."

"Say!"

Tengxi didn't dare to say anything, and hesitantly said: "Last night, you asked me to help Magistrate Zou get the plaque. You also asked me to carve the word 'qi' on the corner of the plaque."

Only then did Gu Huaijing extract fragments of memory fragments from his mind.

He still remembered what he said: "How can she be worthy of being unrivaled in wisdom and courage? She is neither slow nor brave in running."

"I think resourcefulness suits her better, just a little clever."

Teng Xi nodded repeatedly and went to prepare.

It was he who stopped Teng Xi: "Wait a minute, add a small word."

Gu Huaijing helplessly held his forehead. He was really drunk last night, and he was acting like a child.

"Okay, let's go down."

He waved his hand and drove Teng Xi out.

He was the only one left in the huge room again.

Gu Huaijing looked at the wooden box in his hand. He had squeezed it too hard and the box had some cracks.

He brushed the crack with his fingertips carefully and opened the box.

The brocade cloth woven with dark red cloud patterns is used as the base, and a dark wolf hair pen is held in the middle. The brush hair is soft and the color is beautiful. Anyone who knows the product will know at a glance that this is the best fetal wolf brush.

Gu Huaijing's silent heart couldn't help but throb again, and was immediately suppressed by him.

If you look carefully, you will see a small six-character mantra engraved on the body of the pen.

In an instant, Gu Huaijing's face dropped like water, he closed the pencil case tightly and clenched his fists tightly.

"Okay, okay!"

Gu Huaijing sneered, as expected of Tan Zhixu, he mocked her with small words on the plaque, and she responded to him.

that's nice!

Gu Huaijing's eyes were filled with coldness, but there was something else in them.

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It was the time of sowing, and the golden sun shone slantingly on the earth, elongating the figures of the tenant farmers cultivating the fields.

Tan Zhixu stood in the field, looking at the vast tracts of land, and felt a lot more relaxed.

She would be more satisfied if there were not so few people working the fields.

Guyu looked around in confusion: "How come there are only four people working on such a large piece of land? Where are the people in Zhuangzi?"

"You're just being lazy."

Tan Zhixu's eyes fell on an old man, his eyes slightly cold.

The old man had gray hair and was hunched over, holding a hoe and laboriously turning over the soil.

She couldn't stand it. Even though she knew that all the young bankers in Zhuangzi were slacking off, she was still angry. Is this how these people did things with the money from the Hou Mansion?

How could they, a group of young and strong young men, have the heart to push old people out to work while they themselves enjoy the happiness in the village?

"Gu Yu, go and call out everyone in the village."

"You guys go too."

This time when he came out, Tan Zhixu made a special trip to shopkeeper Liu and borrowed a lot of waiters.

Firstly, they were afraid that without a man around them, they would be unable to resist evil people seeking revenge, and secondly, they were afraid that they would be able to scare the lazy men in the village later.

Guyu responded and left. Tan knew that Xu Gang wanted to call the old man working in the fields.

Unexpectedly, several big men jumped out of the hut, holding hoes and sickles in their hands and looking fierce.

"Where did the counterfeit come from, daring to pretend to be the master of the Hou Mansion!"

"Hit them and drive them out!"

Seeing that their actions were in vain, Gu Yu hurriedly shouted: "Miss, run away, these are all a bunch of troublesome people!"

Looking at the reckless man in front of him, Tan Zhixu's eyes were cold, and he looked at the person with cold eyes without any fear.