Chapter 190: worship

'there's a man in the safe,' says Mr. Si.

Gu Qingzhou shivered.

Because what's hidden here can't be a living person!

The mountain is colder than the outside. It's also cold in winter. When the door of the safe is opened, a cold current spreads, and the cheek of Gu Qingzhou is frozen stiff.

Si Xingfu closed the iron gray cloak and restrained his expression. The lines on his face were tight and solemn.

"Come on." He returned to the boat.

Gu Qingzhou's hand is frozen. The warmth in the palm of Si Xingfu's hand gives her warmth. She holds it tightly and refuses to let it go again.

Si Xingfu takes her inside.

This secret room is more profound than Gu Qingzhou's imagination. The door like the safe is not to prevent theft, but to block the chill inside.

Both sides of the aisle are covered with ice.

Gu Qingzhou blinked his eyes, felt his eyelashes were heavy, and a moment's effort made a layer of ice.

When they stopped, Gu Qingzhou forgot to breathe, leaving the heat beautiful and turning into ice.

There is a huge crystal coffin in front of Gu Qingzhou.

The crystal coffin is inlaid in ice. The coffin is very dry. It is surrounded by flowers made of cloth. Through transparent crystal, it turns out that the flowers are flourishing.

There is a woman sleeping in the splendid pile.

This woman is dressed in the Beizi of the pre Qing Dynasty, which is in the color of royal blue and embroidered with the folded branch and Begonia. The color is gorgeous, and the petals of the Begonia are blooming in layers, which is very gorgeous.

Her hair was loose, hanging down on both sides; a moon white dress with plain face, and a pair of blue sleeping shoes.

However, her face has been covered with a thick layer of ice, only the outline can be seen. In the snow-white crystal, you can see red lips and black eyebrows faintly, and her hands are wearing white fluffy gloves.

"This is my mother." Si Xingfu road.

Gu Qingzhou can guess.

When she looks at it, she doesn't feel terrible. She feels that she is the relative of Si Xingfu.

It's a relative of Si Xingfu, so she won't be harmed.

"... Actually, in the clothes, only the flesh and blood made of white flour, she has already become a white bone, and the head is made of white flour, which is exactly the same as before. Fortunately, it's frozen, or you'll be afraid. " His voice was gentle and gentle, as if he was afraid to wake up the people in the crystal coffin.

Actually, Gu Qingzhou is not afraid at all.

Not only not afraid, she is even a little warm: This is the mother of Si Xingfu.

"Mother" is a very solemn and profound word, no matter where you go or who you put it on, it can exude warmth and kindness.

The frozen face was only made white by the dead bones of his head. Gu Qingzhou could see the kindness.

If Gu Qingzhou also has her mother's bones, she also wants to be such a person. She can't touch the coffin, but seems to see her all the time.

She just fell asleep.

"When she left, I was only three years old. When I was able to set up such a tomb for her, she had been rotten underground for more than ten years. Unfortunately, her good appearance left only her bones." Si Xingfu road.

His mother is very beautiful. In the photos left over, you can see her peerless demeanor. To the extent that the whole country is in the ascendant of the city, his face has passed on to his mother.

If he is not a soldier and is well-off, he will be more beautiful than all the people in the world. Unfortunately, it's a little rough now, but it's still very handsome.

It's said that the current governor's wife, Cai Jingshu, is extremely beautiful. It's a beauty rarely seen in a hundred years. However, the old servant in his family, including his grandmother and aunt, said: it's far away!

Whether it's appearance or character, it's far away.

Sometimes a man is very cheap. He often doesn't know what he lost, just like the father of Si xingxu.

Of course, he didn't think it was his father - he always called him the governor, like his boss.

Gu Qingzhou is silent.

"Do you think I'm abnormal?" The secretary turned his head and asked Gu in a low voice, "I'm just for myself. Put her bone in this dress, I have a concern in my heart, like a mother... "

" no, not abnormal! " Gu Qingzhou's voice is buzzing. It may be too cold. She speaks with her teeth shaking. "It's more real than the picture. I like it!"

The corners of his lips were slightly cocked, showing a smile.

He put his arm around Gu's shoulder and took her to the front of the crystal coffin.

He said seriously to the white man in the coffin, "Mom, the boat has come to see you."

Gu Qingzhou stands in front, motionless.

For a long time, Si Xingfu said again, "light boat, you kowtow to my mother."

Gu Qingzhou says OK.

There is no Futon on the ground, and there is a layer of ice.

Her hands were on the ground first, and she was frozen stiff immediately. The cold current on her knees ran along her four limbs. She was cold all over, and she was freezing stiff.

Gu Qingzhou kowtowed three heads.

Si Xingfu helps her up.

Then, he also knelt down, very devoutly kowtowed three heads.

"Mom, I'll come to see you with a boat at the new year's festival. Please bless the boat." Si Xingfu's low voice.

When he came out, he locked the door and someone brought hot water to wash their hands.

Soak your hands in hot water, your knuckles will move slowly, and your body will warm up.

Then someone brought hot tea.

Gu Qingzhou drank two cups of steaming tea, and then he could breathe freely.

"My mother loved cleanliness all her life. When the servant talked about his wife, he said she was too clean. She must not be happy to let her suffer so many years of filth in the ground. " "I used to dream about her, and she cried at me; until I moved her here, she fell into a dream by chance, and she was full of laughter."

At this point, there is a pure warmth on his face, like a child.

He has told his most important secret to Gu Qingzhou.

He also asked Gu Qingzhou, "do you miss your mother?"

"To tell the truth?" Asked Gu Qingzhou's side eyes.

"The truth!"

"I was born prematurely. Since I was born, my mother's health has not been very good, so the first milk I took was from my mother Li.

I was only two years old, and my mother died. I don't remember anything. Mother Li took me to the countryside. In fact, I never thought about my mother, because I don't lack maternal love, mother Li loves me very much.

In my heart, mama Li is my mother. Li Ma said that I would like to go to the city only if I want my family to repay the sun family. I'm different from you. I'm a mother. " Gu Qingzhou road.

Li Ma is her mother, at least in her heart.

They depend on each other for their lives.

Gu Qingzhou did these things, seemingly for the sake of the sun family, for her biological mother, but actually for the sake of mother Li.

Because Mama Li wants her revenge.

Of course, Gu Qingzhou also hates Gu Guizhang and Qin Zheng, but without Li Ma, she would not be so desperate.

"... then bring your mistress to the city, and we'll take care of her." Si Xingfu road.

Gu Qingzhou shook his head: "Mama Li said she didn't want to be a constraint. When it's over, she'll come back. "

The secretary did not force her.

Having seen his secret, Si Xingfu and Gu Qingzhou stayed on the mountain for three days.

He took her to see all kinds of weapons and even taught her how to use cannons.

The people in the Institute are all respectful to Gu Qingzhou.

In such a confidential place, Gu Qingzhou is not an expert in non weapons, nor a senior officer of the army. She appears here with only one identity: The hostess of the future!

They respect her so much that they can see it in their eyes.

Gu Qingzhou can also guess their thoughts, which is a bit awkward.

They live in the two houses at the foot of the mountain at night.

Si Xingfu sleeps on the outside and Gu Qingzhou sleeps on the inside.

The next night, Gu Qingzhou listened to the roaring wind of the mountains and asked Si Xingqi, "why do you tell me such an important secret? There's always a reason. "

"Because you saved my life, because you were by my side." "I said, our lives will be shared in the future, and all my life will be yours!" said Si Xingfu

Gu Qingzhou would like to ask: will you marry me?

Then she thought that this kind of problem would increase his burden.

If he really wants to marry her, what qualifications does she have to be his wife?

Does she have enough money and background to provide him with troops and arms, help him to fight across the Yangtze River and realize the reunification of China?

Does she have enough vigilance to escape the assassin's life again and again, so as not to let him lose the ability of his family and his wife?

Is she really qualified to stand up to him?

Love can help you, but marriage needs balance.

Thousands of years of "door-to-door" is not an empty word, but a real truth from the test.

Gu didn't ask.

Or maybe, just because she didn't love him, she didn't ask the mood of this sentence.

She let the wind blow in her ears, singing in a low voice all night.

She went to sleep. She was sleepy. She only remembered that Si Xingyao had bailed her out twice. Every time he accidentally let her go, he woke up immediately and held her firmly in his arms before he could go on sleeping.

His breath was warm and fell on the side of her face.

Gu Qingzhou can kiss his lips with a slight turn of his head. She wanted to absorb the warmth, especially on such a cold winter night, but she held back.

She turned sideways, letting him hold her from behind, and she huddled herself.

In the early morning of the third day, Si Xingfu cooked noodles for Gu Qingzhou to celebrate her birthday, although it has been two days since her birthday.

On the eighth day of the lunar new year, I went to the base and met his mother. They were both very tired.

When he wanted to get up and cook noodles, he was stopped by Gu Qingzhou.

"The day after tomorrow is Christmas in the Western calendar," Gu said. "We also have a fashionable holiday and mix it with my birthday."

The Secretary agreed.

"Light boat, long life!" He cooked the noodles and gave them to Gu Qingzhou seriously.

He kneaded the noodles himself, and also made the caps himself. The chicken soup was cooked last night.

Gu Qingzhou took a taste. It was very delicious. The noodles were very strong and the lids were delicious.

Yuecheng people's taste is rather sweet. The ratio of sugar and salt put in the lids made by Si Xingfu is always just right, not more than one point.

"Thank you!" As soon as Gu Qingzhou changed his previous coquetry, he picked up the bowl of noodles and ate it with a big mouth, just like Si Xingfu.

Si Xingfu's smile reached to the bottom of his eyes, touched her head gently, looked at her, and was satisfied.