Although she was a bit dissatisfied with the rich embroidery, Gu Qingyi was still very hardworking when it came to martial arts practice. After all, she was not really a teenager, and she was very clear that at her current age, she was already far behind in martial arts practice.
Of course, being eleven or twelve years old, even if she were to work hard for a month or two, she would at most have a flowery appearance.
But even so, both she and Gu Yinian were quite satisfied.
"Not bad, not bad. For Qing Yi to make such progress in just two short months is really not bad at all." Gu Yan Nian accompanied Gu Qingyi and sparred for two rounds. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a faint smile as he clapped in satisfaction.
Although he didn't use any strength at all and had even deliberately suppressed his own, he had begun to take note of his daughter's hard work over the past two months. Although he had spent most of his time in the military camp and hadn't returned home, he was well aware of every single movement within the Gu Estate.
Naturally, he had also seen Gu Qingyi's desperate moves.
In the eyes of others, it was not a good thing for a girl to learn how to sing and dance with sabers and sticks at home. However, he felt that it was only because she was a girl that he should learn more self-defense techniques.
"Father, please excuse me." Gu Qingyi bowed with a smile. Although she said this, she could not suppress the smile on her face.
Hehe, of course she knew that her father didn't use much strength. He had merely accompanied her for two steps. If her father really wanted to fight with her, he could crush her with a little finger.
However, she was still very satisfied with her own two hands.
Not to mention everything else, just recently, she felt that her energy had greatly improved, and her body had also improved. She believed that there was no hope for her to become an expert if she continued to persevere like this, but there was still hope for her to become stronger.
"Learn well!" Gu Yinian was not someone who was good with words. In the past several decades, he had spent most of his time with a group of men. Even his new wife had only silently watched her. A girl as noble as her, in his eyes, should have been held in someone else's hand and carefully cared for her like a pearl. It wasn't as if he hadn't thought of taking good care of her, but it was a pity …
Hehe, in the end, I am still a boor.
There were only two things in his life that made him feel defeated.
One was his wife.
He had personally seen such a beautiful woman slowly grow up. For many years, she had appeared in his dreams countless times. She was the source of his hard work. Because of her existence, he was not afraid of death, he had become extremely powerful, and he had become... Become so much better that even I can't believe I can be this good...
However …
Even until the very end, he had not been able to clearly see what kind of person she was and what she was thinking in her heart.
What exactly was she thinking in her heart for such a woman? What kind of person was she in her heart? There was no way to know.
She was of high status.
For her, he was willing to give up everything in the world.
He even thought about what would happen if he was asked to hand over the military power.
He had thought of countless times on the battlefield of life and death, and if one day he didn't have to fight to the death outside, as long as she was willing to follow him, he would bring her to a quiet little mountain village and build a big house. There were countless plants and fruit trees growing in the yard, and he would be able to smell the fragrance of flowers all year round. He even had to make a swing in the middle of the yard, and he had to push her in the afternoon. She sat on the swing and smiled happily, just like when he had first seen her. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and he had a face full of smiles, as if all the worries in the world were melted away …
However …
In the end, he was still unable to do it.
And the other thing was her daughter.
He had always felt guilty about his daughter.
This was also why everyone had given up after so many years. Only he himself was still persisting and never giving up.
Even though she was no longer there and even though she knew that she wouldn't be able to see him even if she found him, she still persisted on and never gave up on the idea. His daughter was a scar in his heart, and it was a fatal blow that had taken her life.
If he had been more careful in the past, this might not have happened.
However, he had been too conceited back then. He had always thought that he could do everything …
In those final years, her heart should have been filled with hatred, right? Fortunately, a girl as beautiful as her, even though her heart was filled with hatred, still hadn't changed her kindness and beauty. She was still the same as in her memories, never changing. He was a rough man, he didn't even know how to read before he met her, and after he met her, his world had undergone a tremendous change. He started to practice the calligraphy stiffly. He started off with the pen in his fingers, but ended up writing well. Even those old guys who thought they were good calligraphers had to agree with him.
Emotionally, he was a dull man.
Stupid, silently guarding a person for ten years like a day, yet never appearing in front of her, only silently watching from the corner.
Every movement she made, every frown and smile, was deeply engraved in his mind. It was important to close his eyes, and his fingers seemed to have grown eyes. He didn't even need to think before he could vividly draw her. But... When she was alive, he could not help but draw. He wanted to draw every single movement of hers.
Especially for the next two years, he painted nonstop, nonstop, wanting to paint all of her beautiful moments.
He thought that if he found his daughter one day, when the family would be happy together, they would all have white hair and take out all these paintings for her to see.
Thinking that she might be moved, or perhaps …
But...
In the end she did not see the pictures she had painted, nor did she see her daughter in time.
She had gone, and his heart had died with her, and he had burned all the pictures in the room, and now that he was gone, what was the use of keeping them?
He did not want the world to see her beauty, nor did he want the world to see her sorrow. All he wanted was for her to live in his mind. He was selfish, but he never mentioned it. Naturally, no one knew about it.
"Father will be making a trip to the border half a month from now. Would you like to come with me?"
Every year, he would go to the place where he met her for the first time.
Of course, he was the only one who remembered, and perhaps she had already forgotten about it. After all, at that time, she was just a little girl. Six or seven years old, what would he remember in the end?
But that scene was deeply engraved in his mind, and he couldn't forget it for a long time.
Over the years, unless there was a war, he would go every year, she was born and she died.
However, for all these years, he had always been alone, not even bringing a single bodyguard with him. This was the secret in his heart, and also the place that he didn't want anyone to touch. Today, for some unknown reason, he suddenly opened his mouth and mentioned this to his daughter …
Perhaps it was because he was getting older and began to understand that some things did not develop as he had imagined. If he did not say some things, others would never know about them.
In fact, every time he dreamt back in the night, he would have thought that if he wasn't so bored and unwilling to say anything, but instead explained everything to her earlier, would things have been different? If he had told her everything he had thought of that year, could it be …
Would it not have happened later?
Would they not … Would he let some people have the chance, and wouldn't he encounter things that would make him regret for the rest of his life?
Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world. Some things happened, and technology could never be changed.
The good thing was … Fortunately, his daughter had returned …
She was always by his side, living a happy life.
"Alright, I'll go, I'll go." Slug? Gu Qingyi did not hesitate to agree. A big smile even appeared on her face.
Bian Tou had once heard her master talk about it. It was a completely different scenery from the places she had seen before. She wanted to go and take a look.
However, as a girl, basically no one would have such a chance. Not to mention being the daughter of a rich family, even girls from small families would usually stay at home and not go out. It was only because her father wasn't strict with her that she was able to live a free and comfortable life like this. He had never restricted her behavior, and she wasn't a little girl in the first place.
Sidewall, that was the poem's book about the wind blowing the grass to see cattle and sheep, and that was the scene depicted in the painting. It was limitless, as far as the eye could see …
Just thinking about it made Gu Qingyi extremely moved.
In her previous life, she wasn't close with her father. Even though she knew that her father treated her well, she still wholeheartedly wanted to become a lady from a noble family. Naturally, she wouldn't have such an opportunity.
And even if there was, he probably wouldn't have gone back then.
"Mm, then …" Then you should prepare well, rest well, and take care of your body. " Gu Yan Nian was startled. He had wanted to go back on his word, but … When he saw the smile on her face, he didn't say anything.
Daughter...
In her eyes, he saw excitement and happiness.
Like... She looked exactly the same as she had when they first met …
It was just that at that time, he did not know that she was a princess that had fallen into trouble, so he had followed his wet nurse everywhere to hide. As for him, he was just a wild kid who had thrown himself into the army for the sake of making a living. Unintentionally, he had saved them. At that time … The first time he saw such a cute girl in the rain and snow was different from all the other girls he had seen in the past.
Then... Then, he would remember it. If he remembered it, he would never forget it for the rest of his life.
However, she didn't remember the promise she made with him. When they met again, he recognized her as well. Although she had already changed into brocade clothes, her status had become unattainable. However, he was still able to recognize her at a glance. She was a high and mighty princess, and at such a young age, her entire body was emitting an inviolable aura. As for him, he was just a military meritorious kid who had followed the general back to the capital to report on his duty and gain the chance to enter the palace …
At that time, he was also …
His mind was filled with memories of the past. He couldn't tell what had happened to him recently, so why did he keep thinking about the past?
Especially when he was by his daughter's side, he thought of many more things. Many old memories seemed to have suddenly appeared.