Chapter 1

The 35th year of Qingxi, winter.

Gu Wuyou is wearing fox fur and standing at the gate of the city. On both sides are people kneeling. They are lowering their heads and crying. There are many people standing beside them, including her prince's cousin, princess's cousin and her and Li Qinyuan's family. Behind them, there are hundreds of officials who bow their heads and wipe their tears.

This is a big battle.

This kind of battle only happened many, many years ago when her father-in-law died in battle.

That time.

Gu Wuyou is still in Langya. He didn't see it with his own eyes. He only heard that his Majesty was leading a hundred officials to stand in front of the long street and welcomed the general home in the cry of the common people.

It seems that it's also such a winter day. It's snowing heavily. There's a lot of snow on the ground. If you step on it, you can make a big hole... Gu Wuyou used to like this snowy day very much. She likes to hold Li Qinyuan's hand and stand in front of the window to enjoy the snow. She likes to stretch out when he doesn't notice, and let the snow fall on the palm of her hand and turn into water, Then in his doting and helpless eyes, let him help her wipe her hands, she also like ah, like coquetry, let him carry her to the plum garden to pick the most beautiful plum.

But now.

There's nothing left.

There are so many people around her, but there is no one who is most familiar with her.

Her husband, her general, can no longer carry her to pick Plum Blossom

Bailu is holding an umbrella for her. She looks at Gu Wuyou's calm face and seems to want to say something, but her lips are slightly open and hesitant for a few seconds. Finally, she doesn't say anything.

In fact, these people around Gu Wuyou, who don't want to talk to her?

They are all worried about her. Since the news of Li Qinyuan's death came, Gu Wuyou seems to have become mute overnight, without saying a word or falling a tear.

Every day, she still gets up, goes to bed and deals with the internal affairs of the government as usual, as if nothing had happened. Only her increasingly thin figure makes people know that she is not so indifferent.

They would rather have her cry, cry, than hold on.

"Coming..."

I don't know who said that.

Everyone's eyes looked at the gate of the city. Gu Wuyou's face, which had been calm for many days, finally changed at this moment. Her hands were clenched into fists where no one saw her. Her face, which had become thin and sharp, was taut, and her lips, which had been frozen purple by the snow, were also pursed into a straight line.

It seems that only in this way can her emotions not be vented.

First, the national flag of the Zhou Dynasty, and then several battle flags with Li characters.

At this point.

These banners are in the ice and snow, whistling by the cold wind of hunting. Behind them is a dark coffin. The soldiers on both sides push the coffin forward in silence, and no one speaks. Even those who were crying stopped crying when they saw the coffin.

Gu Wuyou couldn't see anything else. Her clear eyes looked at the coffin without blinking.

The coffin has been pushed to the gate.

The wheels stop.

Fu Xian, who was covered with snow, went to Gu Wuyou and knelt down on one knee. Ah, the original high spirited man was covered with snow now. He seemed to be ten years old. He knelt down in front of her with red eyes and a dumb voice and said to her, "I..." he choked, "I couldn't bring him back safely."

Gu Wuyou didn't speak.

She didn't even seem to hear him talking, and her eyes were always on the coffin.

All of a sudden.

She moved.

"Madam..."

"Leping..."

Those people didn't know what she was going to do, so they had to shout out to her, but they didn't listen. They went straight to the coffin. She was dressed in plain clothes, and the whole person seemed to blend with heaven and earth. But the snow on her head didn't stop. After a short time, her hair was covered with snow, and even her crow feather eyelashes were stained with snow, which blurred her vision.

She didn't say anything. She just reached out and stroked the coffin inch by inch to wipe the snow off the coffin.

But how to wipe it clean?

She wiped an inch, the empty place will be covered again, her hands, her face has long been numb with cold, but she seems to have no consciousness, just like wiping, the action is gentle, as if to wipe the beloved's face.

"Leping..."

Xiao Jingxing couldn't bear to see her like this. He came forward with an umbrella and covered the snow for her. He sighed, "stop it."

"Cousin." Gu Wuyou finally spoke. She hasn't spoken for more than ten days. When she just spoke, her voice was very light and dumb. "He loves to be clean. I can't let him go home like this. He will be unhappy."

"Leping..."

Xiao Jingxing looked at her, but could not say a word.

He could only look at her in this way. Everyone was looking at her. He looked at the delicate woman standing beside the coffin, wiping the dark coffin inch by inch as if she were wiping something she loved.

No one is talking.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, like someone is crying.

Gu Wuyou's long hair was also disturbed by the wind, but she didn't care about it. Someone held an umbrella over the coffin, and then there were more and more people, more and more umbrellas. They were all red eyed, didn't speak, and quietly watched Gu Wuyou wipe the coffin.

Finally.

Wipe the coffin clean.

Gu Wuyou's delicate face showed a simple smile. She put her face on the coffin and said, "general... I've come to take you home."

"We..." she said in a soft voice, "home."

The cold wind hunts.

Gu Wuyou stood beside the coffin with an umbrella, accompanied by all the people all the time. The people in the capital knelt down all over the long street and took their general home in this way.

*

Li Qinyuan's funeral was very simple. During the funeral, everyone was worried that Gu Wuyou would fall down, but she always kept her sense and soberness, not crying, calm and calm.

She received guests and chose a blessed place without showing a trace of weakness and unbearable.

......

After the funeral.

Fu Xian, dressed in plain clothes, kneels in front of Gu Wuyou.

"How did he die?" Gu Wuyou asked him, looking calm.

"He... Was seriously injured in the battle of Yanmen pass. Later, we were attacked secretly. He, in order to protect me, ran arrows through his heart." Fu Xian lowered his head, but still couldn't cover the vicissitudes of life. His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. His back, which had been straight before, seemed to be unable to support and rickets at this time. "If it hadn't been for me, he would not have died."

"He told me." Gu Wuyou looked at him and said, "you grew up together. When you were young, you protected him a lot. Therefore, he protected you and died. I don't blame him."

"Sister in law..."

Gu Wuyou raised his hand and stopped his confession. He only asked, "what did he leave me?"

"When I came to him, he was out of breath, but he firmly held a sachet in his hand..." Fu Xianchan took out a sachet stained with blood from his arms and handed it to her.

Gu Wuyou looked at the sachet, his eyes moved, and his hand on the table also shook slightly.

Half a ring.

She just reached for it.

This is the sachet she gave him when she married Li Qinyuan. At that time, her needlework was not good and her stitching was bad. Later, she always wanted to give him a new one, but he refused to hang it on his waist.

The blood on the sachet had already dried up.

She held it tightly, as if she could think of the man holding the sachet before he died.

In fact, even if he did not leave a message for her, she could guess what he would say. Even if he died, he would arrange everything for her, and would not let her suffer any injustice. He is such a person, no matter whether he is in or not, he will leave a way back for her.

It seems that the wind and snow outside has not stopped, whirring, which makes the room more quiet.

I don't know how long it took.

Gu Wuyou just said, "you go down."

Fu Xian was still worried about her. After so long, the woman in front of him never cried. However, he was not suitable to be a layman, so he just said, "I'll let Bailu in."

With that, he went out to look for Bailu. Before finding Bailu, he saw Zhao Chengyou and his wife.

Fu Xian and Zhao Chengyou look at each other, but no one talks. He is tired of Zhao Chengyou, but his wife is Gu Wuyou's cousin, so he is not qualified to stop them.

Seeing their husband and wife walking forward without strabismus, he pursed his lips and continued to look for Bailu.

When he reached the closed door of the house, Zhao Chengyou said, "you are waiting outside." His voice was cold, and he didn't look like he was to his wife at all.

Wang Zhao saw his sharp fingernails pinching the skin and flesh of his hand, but she could not help flashing a look of hatred and anger in her eyes. She pressed her voice, but she could not suppress the resentment in her heart. She said sarcastically, "you are so confident. When Li Qinyuan dies, she will come back to you?"

"She hates you very much. She has no you in her heart for a long time. Even if Li Qinyuan dies, she won't go with you!"

Zhao Chengyou listened to these words, suddenly turned his head, his usual face as warm as jade, at this time iron blue, fierce look can not hide, "if you want to be this lady Zhao, shut up for me."

Finish.

Regardless of her look, he pushed the door and went in.

Wang Zhao watched as he turned around. He took away all the violence on his face. His movements were gentle and his eyebrows were gentle. That tenderness was totally different from the usual disguised appearance. The truth was that even the deep Phoenix eyes had a light that could not be hidden.

So she covered her heart and watched her husband enter another woman's room with joy and expectation.

The woman she called her cousin.

She could imagine what Gu Wuyou would think of her after Zhao Chengyou had said that? She must be very proud. She tried her best to rob Zhao Chengyou from her side. After so many years, she finally became Mrs. Zhao, but in the end, she had to watch her husband go to find her.

It's so... Ridiculous.

No matter how light the old door is, it still makes a "squeak".

Zhao Chengyou carefully closed the door, as if for fear of disturbing the purity of the people in the room, or perhaps for fear of the cold wind outside freezing her, until the door was closed, until there was no air conditioning in the room, he called her, "barbaric."

He called softly and gently.

Mood is very excited, the face is a hidden smile.

He was so close to her that he jumped for joy again. With the "bang bang" heartbeat, he approached her step by step. He frowned when she stood in front of the window holding Li Qinyuan's memorial tablet, but he said in a warm voice: "it's snowy outside. How can you stand there?"

"Here you are."

Gu Wuyou seemed to have guessed that he would appear, but he didn't look back. He just said when he was about to close the window, "open it, I want to see the snow."

Zhao Chengyou's hand still fulfilled her wish. He took back his hand and stood beside her. When he saw her face, he couldn't help shaking his eyes... After all these years, these people have changed because of the years.

Only she is the same as before.

Years seemed to treat her very well, and there was no trace on her face, even more brilliant than when she left him.

"I remember when it snowed in the past, you liked to stay in my arms and let me move the imperial concubine's couch to the window and hold you to see the snow scenery outside..." maybe it was a time when Zhao Chengyou was trapped in the memories of the two people's love in the past. He bent his eyebrows and couldn't help raising his lips. "Barbaric, shall I take you home?"

"Home?"

Gu Wuyou lowered his head, looked at the tablet in his hand, pointed to his belly and scratched his name with a smile, "I have no home."

Zhao Chengyou couldn't see her like this. When he was at the gate of the city that day, he wanted to pull her away from the coffin regardless of everything. But that day, everyone was watching, and he still had worries. Now... He has no worries.

He had a calm face and an angry voice. "Why don't you have a home? I'm still alive

Aware of his attitude, Zhao Chengyou took a deep breath, reluctantly pressed his jealousy and resentment to the bottom of his heart, and then changed a gentle tone to say to her, "barbaric, I know I was wrong in the past, you give me another chance, let's start again, OK?"

"You don't have to worry about people's eyes or what they say."

"I will treat you well, I will hold you in my hand, and I will love you all my life."

The more he said, the more gentle his voice became. His generous palm was close to her head, inch by inch, as if he were treating a rare treasure. "Don't you always want me to treat you well? I don't want anyone in the future. You are the only one. Whatever you want, I will satisfy you. "

Gu Wuyou looked at him and shook his head. "It's too late."

Seeing that Zhao Chengyou's face changed slightly and she wanted to get angry, she was not afraid at all. Instead, she showed a smile. "You always do this. You have to wait until things don't turn around before you know how to regret it."

Zhao Chengyou changed his face.

He opened his mouth to explain, but he couldn't say anything.

Gu Wuyou didn't seem to care what he was thinking. He turned his head and let the wind and snow hit him. He looked out at the plum blossom again. "When he left, he told me that every winter he would pick plum blossom with me on his back. Even if he was old and couldn't carry it, he would hold my hand."

She laughed.

Looking at the snow on his shoulder, he put his eyes on the memorial tablet covered with a layer of snow. I don't know what he thought of. He said with a silly smile, "if the snow falls all over his head, it's also a white head."

"... is that how you like him?" Behind him came the voice of Zhao Chengyou gnashing his teeth.

Don't worry, smile.

She thought of the man who stood in front of her with a pair of eyebrows and said to her, "you used to be the same. You were bullied and didn't say a word." he was heartbroken and said with a smile and a cry: "yes, I like him so much."

"I love..."

She couldn't help it. Tears ran down her cheek and she cried softly, "I like it so much."

"Worry free!"

"I'm not allowed --" Zhao Chengyou's angry voice rang out in the room, but before he finished, he found that the woman who had stood in front of him with straight back suddenly fell back. He was stunned, but his hand quickly stretched out and caught her in his arms.

"What's the matter with you?"

His voice was full of doubts.

As soon as the voice fell, he saw a trace of blood from Gu Wuyou's mouth. Zhao Chengyou's eyes widened. He seemed to guess something, and his lips were shaking. "You..." he was red in his eyes. He didn't know whether he was angry or crying. He trembled to wipe the corners of her mouth, but the blood couldn't be wiped clean.

He seems to be crazy, while wiping, while furious: "go to the doctor, go to find a doctor for me quickly!"

When the door is opened, Wang Zhao comes in. She stares at the picture, and then Bailu screams, "madam, what's the matter with you?"

Zhao Chengyou held Gu Wuyou in his arms, red eyes, and kept saying, "don't die..."

"Brute, don't die, don't leave me."

"I won't let you die!"

Gu Wuyou didn't pay attention to his voice. She just held the tablet firmly in her heart. In fact, her consciousness was not clear. In a trance, she seemed to see Li Qinyuan's figure. He stood in front of her with helpless and pity on his face.

She burst out laughing.

Hand, toward the figure, said with a smile: "general, take me home."

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I'm going to break your marriage

Xu Xun, the number one scholar in Xinke, is a gentle and clean man. He is the dream of the women in Jinling City. Unfortunately, his marriage is not good, and several blind dates have come to an end.

After several times, he decided to teach the lawless little girl a lesson. When the little girl came to the door, he looked at the book calmly and thought that he would bear her abuse as before, but he was bitten hard.

*

Tang Wan is the most distinguished girl in Jinling City. She is bright and beautiful, but she is arrogant and domineering. She has been bullying people since childhood.

Her favorite bully is Xu Xuan, who was brought home by her father. When she was a child, she found someone to beat him. When she grew up, she broke his marriage. She did all kinds of evil. Until one day, she was spoiled by someone and bit him in a rage

After that, she would be ruined every time she dated. Once again, she went on an outing with other people and turned to see that the man who used to look at her in a calm and leisurely way now had a dim light in his eyes. Even when other people didn't notice, she was pulled aside and "taught" a lesson.

The young man's dumb voice rang in his ears, "don't you want to be like this? Well, Tang Wan, as you wish, I lost. "

Tang Wan was confused.

Who wants that? I just want to ruin your marriage!