Chapter 812

Later, Shi Fuli learned that Zhongguo was Gu Shiqing's dark guard, so she became more and more warm to him.

He danced his sword outside the window and she embroidered in the pavilion.

Zhong Guo never knew that under her intricate needle and thread, she was so rude because she caught a glimpse of his face, which made her instantly clear and secretly reminded herself that she regarded him as Gu Shiqing.

The unfinished handkerchief, only the man's face, left a blank.

Only Zhong Guo thought alone that it was his blank

Zhong Guo was ordered to go to the western regions. When he left, he stared at her and asked her to wait for him to come back.

Looking at his close smile, Shi Fuli's chest was filled with complex emotions, but she didn't know how to speak.

She was silent after all, and couldn't bear to break all her hopes before he left.

She thought that when he came back, if he could enter the king's residence, he wouldn't have to say it himself, so he would know what he wanted.

On the Qiqiao festival that year, she went to the house alone to meet Gu Shiqing.

She held the sachet embroidered by herself in her hand, just like holding a shy and timid girl's heart.

Plum, pear, peach and plum are planted in the backyard. It will be the end of summer and early autumn. These flowers are not in bloom. Only the clusters of Ophiopogon japonicus under the rockery are open with strings of Camellia, and the pots of peony and Begonia are in full bloom beside the bamboo fence.

When Gu Shiqing came to the backyard, he saw her drooping face with obvious shame, her toes gently against the ground, and her body swayed slightly.

Even if he was a rough man used to staying in the army, on such a day today, she asked for a meeting with a sachet in her hand and made such a gesture of a little daughter.

Gu Shiqing also knew her mind, but he felt a little disappointed and laughed. Lord Shi was not a few years older than him. In his heart, if he depended on his old age and sold his old age, it was not too much to take Shi Fuli as a daughter.

When he first met her, she was only an 11-year-old girl. Now her childishness has faded, and her beautiful face has become more and more beautiful, showing a soft outline.

But in his eyes, she is still the little girl who doesn't know the world.

In order to be afraid of her embarrassment, Gu Shiqing took the lead in opening his mouth to her: "the king asked the princess to travel together and beg for Qiao. If it's not urgent, Miss Shi, go back first."

Shi Fuli's Crimson cheeks and eager vision in her eyes suddenly burst into countless fragments like a dream.

At this moment, Princess Hui was still picking lotus from the pool. Gu Shiqing's eyes brightened up and strode towards Princess Hui with lotus in her arms.

The breeze came slowly, rolled up the hem of their clothes and touched them slightly, but Gu Shiqing turned around and couldn't wait to step away, and immediately separated them.

She saw Gu Shiqing holding Princess Hui in his arms with open arms as if no one else was there. The sunlight sifted down from the branches and leaves, as if he had painted thousands of branches and leaves with light ink on his white clothes.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the fine drops of water splashed on Princess Hui's face, but wetted one or two pieces of falling hair in front of her forehead, like one or two crystal rice beads dotted in her hair, glittering on her featureless and mediocre forehead.

Gu Shiqing leaned over and gently scolded: "if you like it, let the small and medium-sized boys in the house pick it. Tell your husband that it's OK to see the cold in autumn. Don't get cold."

His expression was hidden behind the ordinary Princess Hui's face. Shi Fuli looked at the two people smiling and smiling. She only felt the pain in her eyes caused by the picture in front of her. Unconsciously, she rubbed the sachet in her hand beyond recognition.

Her broken fragments like dreams, each of which reflects the shape of their dependence.

A moment later, Princess Hui noticed that there was a beautiful girl standing there, her eyes red and her face lonely.

"Is this girl...?" Princess Hui walked over.

Shi Fuli knew that if she had a little shame, she should float up and leave, but her eyes fell on Gu Shiqing, who followed up, and she couldn't tear it away.

He was wearing a white narrow sleeved shirt, which was obviously the most common dress, but when she saw him in her eyes, she felt that the color of the world in front of her was particularly bright, like the rising of the morning glow.

This is the man he has seen for thousands of years. She is unwilling and unwilling to leave.

Shi Fuli bit her teeth, pursed her lips, bent her knees and saluted. She just opened her mouth and didn't say goodbye.

Her voice was clear but extremely firm: "Shi jiafuli, who has passed the age of hairpin, loves the prince for a long time. I hope the princess will allow me to be a concubine and a maid. I only want to stay with you all my life."

Princess Xu was shocked by her bold words. Gu Xingyun was not a few years younger than her at that time.

Gu Shiqing saw that she was so stubborn and didn't show mercy any more. He directly and coldly refused: "I don't want to take a concubine in my life, and there is no shortage of maidservants in the house. Men and women are different. Since Miss Shi is waiting for her daughter, I'd better not come to the king's house in the future, so as not to let someone talk about it and tarnish Qing's reputation."

After he finished speaking in a fierce voice, he turned and ordered the servant girl to see off the guests. Shi Fuli, who was full of tears on her eyelashes, never looked again.

But Princess Hui stopped talking and blamed him for his cold words. Gu Shiqing only coaxed her with a warm voice and hugged her to leave.

Shi Fuli looked at their backs as they left, and there seemed to be heartbreaking pain on her chest.

Close your eyes, only feel endless heartache and acerbity rush into front of you, a vast expanse of darkness.

"Miss Shi, please." Ling Qin, Princess Hui's servant girl, said impolitely to her.

Although he extended his hand and asked for a gift, his arrogant attitude and the color of discontent for the master were all displayed on his face.

Shi Fuli only thought he was ridiculous. He had no intention of going through the wind, but he led the mountain torrent alone.

The sincerity she held in her hands was abandoned like my shoes. Now even a small servant girl in the house dares to scoff at her and look provocative.

In terms of beauty, appearance, stature and age, what can her master compare with her?

Thin willow's posture, ordinary appearance, such a moderate woman, what's worse than Shi Fuli?

"Your father is also a counsellor of the fifth grade general administration department. It's not easy to raise a daughter. It's so shameless. If you don't go, I'll call someone to kick you out." Ling Qin's hands are on his hips and his eyebrows are cold.

Shi Fuli went to the pear tree that was broken by Gu Shiqing and hung the sachet that had been rubbed thousands of times in her hand.

Then she turned proudly and caught a glimpse of the peony in full bloom.

Behind him, there was still a loud voice of Ling Qin: "what rags dare to hang in the backyard of our palace."

When Shi Fuli heard the sound of "stabbing", she looked back and saw Ling Qin tear the sachet embroidered by stitch and thread into pieces.