Fast time travel: black lotus has no emotion

Chapter 97

"Emiang, is Amma still in good health? I remember that when my daughter was at home, he always said that his back hurts."

How dare Gu's mother tell Gu Liubai that Gu's father's old problems seem to be getting worse, she just said haha: "The emperor saw the imperial doctor, the problem is not serious. But you, more than a month ago, I heard someone say that you are in the palace. Don't eat or drink."

"Emiang, it's all nonsense, do you think your daughter doesn't seem to eat or drink?"

Gu Liubai stood up and turned around twice, deliberately reassuring Mother Gu.

But seeing tears in the corners of her eyes, she swallowed what she wanted to say again.

"It's not like." Mother Gu shook her head: "It's just that your body is a little thinner. There is no one close to you in this palace. You have to take care of everything yourself. If you spoil anything, don't spoil your body. Otherwise, we How sad it must be to be a parent."

When Gu's mother said the emotion, she turned her face away, and hurriedly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, then turned her face again, and looked at Gu Liubai with a smile.

I don't have much time to see my daughter.

They are clearly in the same city, but they feel like they are thousands of miles apart.

"Daughter, it's different between being married and not being married. When you entered the palace, Erniang didn't teach you anything, but even if she taught you, the palace is different from other places. Don't blame Erniang for talking too much, here In the palace, don't be the same as before, you still like to play petty temper."

Gu Liubai held Gu's mother's hand, conveying some kind of strength.

"Emiang, don't worry, my daughter has grown up."

Women are made of water, especially Gu's mother, when she shed tears, she couldn't wipe them dry.

He Wan knocked on the lattice window at the door: "Niang Niang, it's almost time, and this servant is going to send Mrs. Gu out of the palace."

Mother Gu looked at Gu Liubai reluctantly, and took off the sachet hanging from her waist with trembling hands.

"This is given to you by your Ama. You will need money everywhere in the palace, don't waste it, once you run out, Er Niang will ask someone to bring it to you."

Gu Liubai felt Gu's mother's love for his son, and he didn't refuse, holding the sachet tightly in his hand.

"Emiang, wait until next time, you can go into the palace to chat."

Mother Gu nodded, turning her head three times a step at a time.

Gu Liubai's sister-in-law took a step behind and comforted Gu's mother.

"Emiang, wipe away your tears. Your empress is in the palace, even if you can't bear it, you can't show it, or you will offend other nobles and bring trouble to your empress."

Gu's mother is a person who can listen to her words.

The daughter-in-law is doing it for her own good, and she wants to listen.

After receiving the clean handkerchief, it took a while to calm down.

"You're right, even if Er Niang is for Xiaoxiao, she shouldn't cry."

Gu Liubai sent the two of them to the door, and when no one noticed, he stuffed a note into her sister-in-law's hand.

The other party put the note away calmly, and after leaving the palace gate, he exchanged a glance with Gu Liubai, his eyes split apart, and he tapped his fingertips inaudibly.

Gu Liubai showed a satisfied smile.

Although her sister-in-law is from a low family, fortunately, her EQ and IQ are online.

……

The two came out of the palace.

Gu's mother suppressed the emotions, which seemed to come violently and turbulently.

Sitting in the carriage, the noise outside did not reach her ears at all.

When she thought of her well-behaved daughter serving a five or sixty-year-old man, her heart felt as if someone had taken a piece of her heart out with a knife.

It hurts so much, I dare not touch it yet.

"Emiang, don't cry, don't hurt your eyes."

Huang Zhaojia thought of the woman who was like a fairy in the palace.

I couldn't help but sigh for her.

If there is no Taoist priest's approval, Zhilan Yushu may not be worthy of her just based on that color.

God is jealous of talents!

This might... be fate!

Like her, who would believe that she married Gu Ruchen.

If she hadn't witnessed the other party coming to propose marriage with her own eyes, she would have thought she was dreaming.

Waking up from the dream, everything is gone.

The note in the sleeve hurt her delicate wrist.

But she didn't dare to show any flaws in front of Gu's mother.

Gu's mother couldn't hide things in her heart, since Gu Liubai gave her the things, it meant that the other party didn't want Gu's mother to know.

Back in her own yard, she took off the hairpin from her head and the life clothes on her body, finally feeling a little more relaxed.

"Pei'er, I remember that Xianggong asked for leave today, you go and look for him, where is he now?"

Pei'er moved slightly, and leaned over with a smile: "Miss, do you still need to look for it? Needless to say, it must be in the study, so you can just look for it!"

Huang Zhaojia squinted at Pei'er.

This is not my natal home, so it's fine if Pei'er speaks disrespectfully, and it's fine if she doesn't pursue it.

But since she is married to someone else, she can no longer tolerate Peier like this.

"Pei'er! In this mansion, don't mention the young lady and uncle. I am the wife, and the husband is the young master. Remember!"

Pearl stuck out her tongue.

I don't understand why her young lady just entered the palace once, so she became so strict.

Seeing that Huang Zhaojia was still waiting for his answer, he didn't dare to disobey any more, but reluctantly called out: "Ma'am."

"Yeah." Huang Zhaojia closed his eyes: "Turn my hair into a bun for me. I don't need hairpins or anything."

"Yes."

Huang Zhaojia stood still outside the study with the white fungus soup that had just been cooked in the kitchen.

"Sir, are you there?"

Gu Ruchen heard Huang Zhaojia's voice, put down the book in his hand, and winked at the servant in the room.

"Ma'am, the young master is here."

The young man opened the door, and after his wife went in, he looked back at the young master, saw that he didn't say anything, turned around and walked out, and closed the door behind him.

"I'm back. How does the empress look?"

Huang Zhaojia opened the food box, filled a bowl of hot white fungus soup, put a handkerchief on the bottom of the bowl and handed it to him.

"I heard from my mother that she is much thinner than when she was at home." She carefully glanced at Gu Ruchen's face, seeing that there was nothing unusual, she continued to talk.

"When I left today, my empress quietly slipped a note into my hand."

She took the note out of her arms and placed it on the table beside her.

"Emiang, she doesn't know about this, so don't let me slip the tongue."

Gu Ruchen frowned, and half-raised the hand holding the spoon like this. Huang Zhaojia didn't dare to disturb him, so he stood aside, watching him quietly.

Gu Ruchen is very similar to the empress in the palace, especially in the corner of the eye, there is an identical tear mole.

On the face of the empress, she looked both seductive and seductive, with a shocking beauty in her purity.

But on Gu Ruchen's face, it may be in line with his temperament, with a coolness and a little bit of otherworldly flavor.

She unconsciously reached out to touch her face. She in the bronze mirror could only be described as delicate and pretty. She didn't understand why her husband would marry her.

There are girls from the same low family as me, and some of them are prettier than me, but... Gu Ruchen just married her.

Huang Zhaojia is not complacent about this, but instead keeps introspecting himself all the time.

When I came back to my senses, the note was gone.There is only one clean bowl on the table.

"Tremella soup is pretty good, I'll give some to my mother later." Gu Ruchen wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at her with a smile: "Miss, you have worked hard today."

(End of this chapter)