MTL - She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband-Chapter 29

"The thief is...my...enemy?" Gu Ningxi repeated with difficulty, her temples felt as if she had been hammered hard, and she couldn't figure it out.

His life is simple and closed, if he counts the rare books of ancient books, there are countless books in his stomach, like a book pavilion. But when it comes to acquaintances, there are only a handful of them. Among them, who can have enmity with him?

Mo Qiqi thought, Gu Ningran was cautious last night, she didn't reveal her name at all, she just had a dream about the past by chance, and then she knew it was him.

The innocence of the two lives was ruined by Gu Ningran. She resisted the fateful sadness welling up in her heart, and made up her mind that before she successfully entered the new Gu's mansion and became brother Xi's concubine, she would never make any troubles, so she just said "" Enemy", Gu Ningxi, who rotted the words "your big cousin" in her belly, her eyes were full of frowns and thoughts.

Literate reading dragged the streamer, literacy followed, and sneaked out through the crack of the door. Only Qingfang waited with bated breath, standing by the side of the master, ignoring the unconscious Mo Qi, never letting Gu Ningxi and Mo Qiqi be alone, even if She knew very well that the two of them would not have any physical contact.

Gu Ningxi still wanted to struggle for a while, looked back at the other party, and scrutinized Mo Qiqi's expression: "Qiniang, are you sure?"

Mo Qiqi stomped her feet habitually, but it caused severe pain all over her body, and her coquettishness turned into a bitter complaint: "Brother Xi, I have reached such a situation, why did I lie to you? Do you think that I am dirty, and what I said Is it unbelievable?"

She sat softly on the cold ground a step away from Gu Ningxi, not paying attention to the wet mud footprints left by people coming and going. With her face resting on her knees, she tilted her head and looked up at Gu Ningxi. She felt that this person was becoming more and more noble and unattainable, and she felt disheartened for a while.

Gu Ningxi lowered her eyes naturally, looking at the righteous sister at her feet, shrunk into a thin ball like a small animal that had been greatly wronged, the braids that had been pulled up temporarily fell apart, and the hair fell down to her knees, like a veil The same, the right half of her injured face was vaguely exposed, and she was still clearly reflected in her narrowed eyes.

His heart beat like a thunderbolt, but his eyes couldn't turn away, they were fixed on Mo Qiqi's face.

Thinking back to when we met a few years ago, this girl laughed at Yanyan, she was cute and smart, and I was also delighted that I had an additional righteous sister with a clear face, coaxing the lady to agree to see the guest today, fully thinking that she would become a good family friend in the future.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, the righteous brother was about to pass away, the famous doctor was tied up, the righteous sister suffered a tragic accident, her body and mind were traumatized, the accident was too urgent.

Gu Ningxi was shocked and blamed herself for Mo Qiqi's tragedy, but she was still implicated by herself.

He didn't dare to doubt anymore, even though he had no idea who the culprit was, he still looked in front of his eyes: "Qiniang get up quickly, it's cold on the ground. Um... you come and sit on the chair." Gu Ningxi swept her eyes, and once again recognized the Mo family very clearly. Embarrassed, in addition to the bed in the main room of my brother, there is only a chair behind me to sit on.

He paced back and forth, took the opportunity to grab his gaze back, stared down at the blue robe corner of the Buddha's head, and inexplicably remembered that this was the woman who found out early in the morning and asked him to wear the new clothes that are good for hospitality today, but now it is showing off. In front of the guests, but not in his own mansion, but in the tight courtyard of the Mo family.

I don't know if the lady has gone back from Jichangbo's mansion, if she is there, will the matter be much easier to talk about?

Gu Ningxi was in a mess, and replied in a low voice without thinking: "Qiniang, brother Yu believes in you, don't underestimate yourself. Brother Yu will listen to you how much you want to pay."

To Mo Qiqi's ears, it was like the sound of heaven. She grabbed Qingfang's arm who was standing beside her, and confirmed with a high voice, "You heard it too, right? Brother Xi promised me!"

"What do you want?" Gu Ningxi answered as if resigned to her fate.

Qingfang hesitated, gently pushed away Mo Qiqi's hand, looked at the master worriedly, vaguely felt that Gu Ningxi was not in the right state, but did not dare to intervene, feeling extremely anxious.

"Brother Xi, marry me!" Mo Qiqi stood up with a "bang", pulled her wound and fell back on the chair. The pain woke her up. Facing Gu Ningxi's unbelievable gaze, she quickly changed her words: "I was wrong, I am willing to be a concubine. Brother Xi, if you don’t want me, I’m already dead, I can’t find anyone else, and I will die.”

Gu Ningxi's Adam's apple rolled endlessly, showing that the master was emotional.

He closed his eyelids, the lady's words and smiles flashed in his mind, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Qiqi's longing face.

Mo Qi told me before: "You don't want her, she won't think about it, she will die." It was strangely merged with what Mo Qiqi said just now, and Gu Ningxi repeatedly echoed in her mind, "If you don't want her, she will die .” A few words.

After waiting for an answer for a long time, Mo Qiqi got up in a hurry, leaned over to Gu Ningxi, and said while crying, "I just ask for a place of shelter. Wuwu...Brother Xi...I will respect you as a father and your wife as a mother, I will never make trouble for you... Please, accept me."

She glanced at her elder brother who had less intake of energy and more output, and felt deeply hopeless in the future, so she couldn't help but speak even more humblely: "Wuuuuu...Brother Xi... If you don't want me to take your concubine, you can also in the outer room... just ask You help me change a place to live, here, I'm afraid~"

Qingfang pinched her right hand with her left hand, bit her lips to death and dared not speak out, she felt unbearable for Mo Qiqi, she pitied her and hated her at the same time.

Where is anyone rushing to recognize their parents?

Such a big daughter, who dares to promise?

Mo Qiqi speaks without choice, is she belittling or exalting herself?

Is it really what she has been striving for, from being downgraded from the status of a righteous righteous sister to an unwelcoming concubine, or even a concubine?

More importantly, how does the master think about it? If he had to make a decision at this moment, would he take the girl's feelings into consideration?

What made Qingfang despair was that Gu Ningxi finally couldn't hold back, and said four words in a very small voice: "I promise you."

Qingfang couldn't help but shouted as a reminder: "Master!"

Gu Ningxi looked over, his eyes were dazed and out of focus, and his expression was out of his mind. However, as if shaken back to his sanity by Qingfang's shout, his next sentence was much clearer and firmer: "Qiniang, live well, I will take you as my concubine, and I will also find the thief from last night for you, don't worry."

Gu Ningxi murmured another sentence: "My lady...she should be considerate. I will tell her well." However, the voice was too low, and Mo Qiqi's cheerful and sharp "Ah" echoed, so that no one in the room could hear him this sentence.

At this moment, the servants of the Gu family dared to file in from the door and brought out pickled vegetables and white porridge, which was regarded as lunch. Liu Guang added apologetically, "There are not enough materials in the kitchen to make seven kinds of soup."

Gu Ningxi moved her chopsticks mechanically, but felt that her limbs and joints, including the neck bones, were like the parts of a small doll that she had glimpsed by chance and was dismantled in her father-in-law's study, embroidered and damaged, and no longer obeyed.

All over his body, he could only feel a heart beating and restless, driving his chest to vibrate, as if crazily reminding him that he had made a decision that he regretted for life.

"You take good care of Brother Mo and Miss Mo." Gu Ningxi suddenly put down the half-empty porridge bowl, shook off the hot bamboo chopsticks, and left a sentence of instructions, and the crowd rushed out of the door.

In the first few steps, he seemed to have a thousand catty iron ball tied to his leg, and he was struggling to move. He heard Mo Qiqi behind him "Brother Xi?" rhythm.

Gu Ningxi walked faster and faster, wishing she could run back to the mansion in one step, confess her mistake to the lady, beg her for forgiveness, and ask her for advice.

Literacy is already considered clever, but after chasing after him, he encountered a torrential rain in the afternoon just a moment after he went out, covering his head and face, and thousands of pearls formed a curtain, which further affected his sight.

He walked and searched along the street under the eaves of the shops, and after a while, he found that in the middle of the road ahead, unlike the scattered passers-by holding umbrellas, the master who did not take shelter from the rain at all and walked straight in a daze—Gu Ningxi.

In the cool rain and fog all over the sky, Shishu looked at the back of his master swinging his arms and legs stiffly against the wind and rain, felt a rare emotion, and wanted to cry inexplicably.

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On the seventh day of the lunar new year, the night was dark and everything was quiet.

Tao Xinhe was lying flat on her old bed in the boudoir of the Tao Mansion. She had used the same quilt when she went back to the mansion a few days ago, but tonight she felt cold and hard, and she couldn't sleep no matter what.

After she and Gu Ningxi got married, they never separated their beds. Even though they were secretly angry because of Mo Qiqi a while ago, they still shared the same bed. There was no maid in the room on duty at night, and the couple could hear their breathing.

Tonight, she deliberately asked Qingfang to accompany her, sleeping on the Luohan couch not far away, somewhat popular, so that the room would not be so lonely that it would make one's heart chill.

When Qingfang came back from Gu's residence, she was always hesitant to speak. When Tao Xinhe lay down and was about to go to bed, she watched her put the golden hook on the bed curtain, and couldn't help asking, "Qingfang, are you telling me that you want to divorce me?" , do you have any ideas?"

Qingfang was startled, her hands trembled, and the thick and warm bed curtain fell down rustlingly, blocking the sight of the master and servant.

Tao Xinhe maintained a side-lying position, staring blankly at the golden-red curtain in front of her eyes, acquiescing to the lines with the word "卍" ending on it. After waiting for a long while, she finally heard the servant girl murmuring: "Miss Mo, you are a poor person."

Came in through the tent, Qingfang's voice became more faint and ethereal, but Tao Xinhe was aroused, her bare hands tightly clenched the corner of the quilt, and she retorted crisply: "Could it be that he, Gu Ningxi, runs a philanthropic hall? Qingfang, I know you I was exhausted from running around a few times today, just this once, don't say such things again in the future, I will be sad."

Qingfang responded softly: "Girl, don't be angry, this servant will remember."

Hearing the close servant girl walking away slowly, rustling on the couch, and hearing her calm breathing. Tao Xinhe boredly counted how often Qingfang would snore slightly, full of resentment:

how? Mo Qiqi is a poor person, Gu Ningxi is a kind person, is she Tao Xinhe the villain in the middle?

According to Qingfang, Gu Ningxi should understand her decision after seeing He Lishu. It was still just asking Qingfang to pass on the message, but he went to the small courtyard of Mo's family as if nothing happened, so he couldn't leave Mo Qiqi for a moment?

Heh, it's the right time for him to abdicate to the virtuous.

Although at the moment of staying and leaving the book, Tao Xinhe had clearly figured out that she was unwilling to pamper, let, or tolerate this man, but when she found that he did not catch up, she still felt a strong sense of loss, and felt more and more that she was in the past. The time is like feeding a dog.

Gu Ningxi must be forgotten, and this failed marriage must be forgotten, Tao Xinhe, look forward, move forward.

She repeated it to herself, which inadvertently helped her sleep, and finally fell asleep in the middle of the night.

As for the next morning, when the pillow was wet and cold, she didn't mention it, and Qingfang didn't mention it. The master and servant tacitly made her cry in her dream, which became a past event that seemed to have happened and didn't seem to exist in retrospect.

The author has something to say:

The little author scratched his head for a long time, thinking about what to write in this chapter.

Talk to everyone about the "卍" pattern? The symbol "卍", pronounced as the word "ten thousand", means to gather all the auspicious merits and virtues in the world, and then there is a series of interpretations of the Buddhist system, which the author will not carry. Windows, embroidery patterns on quilts, etc. (Ported from Sogou Encyclopedia)

Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, the author wishes all angel readers good luck and prosperity~