The host of quick time travel, she is hanging up

Chapter 318 Not Aunt Liang

"Then, who could it be? Who wants to kill me?" Shen Qingquan looked blank.

Sui Pian looked deeply at Shen Qingquan, and really felt that this woman really had nothing in her heart.

"Actually, I made this unnecessary trip today. It won't be her. What good is Aunt Liang killing my mother?" Gu Zhimu shook his head mockingly.

"Fuzheng?" Sui Pian said a common routine in the old saying.

It caused Gu Zhimu to laugh: "A concubine as a wife? Doesn't my father want to be an official?"

Sui Pian suddenly realized that even in ancient times, there were different customs and eras. This era was the era with the strictest etiquette. Although there was a concubine ceremony and no concubines were bought and sold together, the separation between wives and concubines was also extremely strict. To correct this Such a thing is simply impossible.

Therefore, when Shen Qingquan died in the previous life, Gu Jingyu could only continue the strings, but could not restore his beloved cousin.

Although that cousin is not too cute.

"For Aunt Liang, the naive, silly, and lingering mistress of the sick bed like my mother is the best mistress. All the middle-aged women in the mansion are in her hands. What is the difference between her and the mistress of a mansion? I haven't seen it yet." Can she go out to entertain guests? She has both face and face, much better than the average mistress of a small family."

Gu Zhimu once again thought of the ending of Aunt Liang in her previous life.

"Kill my mother, and replace her with a shrewd and capable new mistress. She, the aunt who used to be in charge of the house, is used as a thorn in the flesh. In less than a year, she was found in the wrong place and sent to the Zhuangzi? Even her eldest son was born because of no I was brought up to be addicted to gambling and was kicked out of the house, and finally died in that dirty flower street and willow alley, what kind of mistress would you want if you were replaced?"

What kind of mistress do I want?

Sui Pian thought carefully and finally gave a solemn answer: "I will stamp on that bastard who dared to take a concubine first..."

Gu Zhimu's expression froze on his face, he really didn't know what expression to put on!It took a long time before I waved my hand weakly: "It was I who overstepped, and the job is naturally different from me and other mortals."

Sui Pian never thought about making her understand the idea of ​​monogamy. After all, in the current social productivity, the system of wives and concubines has no room for survival. It is not a good thing for Gu Zhimu to know too much .

"She didn't know that your mother would die."

"But the weaker the wife, the stronger the concubine. She knows this."

There are not many legal wives as weak as Shen Qingquan.

"Keep my mother, whether she is good or bad, it is a better choice for Aunt Liang, anyway, my mother has never taken advantage of Aunt Liang."

Is it really appropriate to so obviously despise your mother's IQ?

Sui Pian covered her mouth and chuckled twice: "Then you still go this time."

"Get out of your anger!" Gu Zhimu said confidently, "She also had a share of my mother's dowry back then, but it took me a lot of trouble to get it back. She didn't die at my hands, so I didn't vent my anger. Why? Can't you slap her face twice to vent your anger?"

After all, it’s for fun!

Sui Pian gave her a thumbs up: "Your mind is really transparent."

"Thank you, but I just seized the opportunity. Who knows if I don't take revenge today, will I have a chance to look back?" Gu Zhimu was so tired that he propped his head up and leaned on the hidden bag, even though he was sitting and fighting with his eyelids heavy.

Although she just walked around today, the mental excitement and brain activity are undoubtedly a great burden. Her physical strength can't bear it, and Sui Pian is not talking anymore. She wants to let her take a good rest.

Seeing that Sui Pian had finally finished talking to Gu Zhimu, Shen Qingquan, who had been watching at the door for a long time, came over and said, "Sir, I have something to say to her."

Wangfushi finally knows how to care about his daughter?

Suipian wanted to tell Shen Qingquan that Gu Zhimu was tired, and she would talk to her later, but thinking about Gu Zhimu's young Sangmu, Shen Qingquan's warmth should be a rare comfort to her, so she conveyed the words to Gu Zhimu. Zhimu.

Gu Zhimu patted his face to wake himself up, took a breath before asking Hu Nanny to pick up little Gu Zhimu for lunch, and asked Yunxiu to put the key of the pair of cards away properly, and turned away other people Let Suipian give her a spiritual sense.

As soon as Gu Zhimu opened his eyes, he saw Shen Qingquan's sad eyes and nagging complaints: "The master came just now, why didn't you talk to him a few more words? It's not important to worry about these things. Didn’t even look at the master with these things? These masters must think that I am a woman who is greedy for fame and power? What if I make the master doubt my sincerity... It’s been a long time since I saw the master..."

You should be able to see him immediately after you die, this is the fastest way.

Sui Pian leaned to the side with her arms folded, and saw a 28-year-old woman looking as shy as a girl in love with her spring... Well, 28 is actually not very old. The mother of several children looked shy and her heart was full of her sweetheart's every move. Sui Pian, who always loved looking at beauties, suddenly felt a little nauseous.

Gu Zhimu's eyes were unwavering, and he dealt with Shen Qingquan easily and without any trouble. He lowered his head and cried in one breath, revealing the spreading veins in the corners of his eyes: "Mom, why don't I miss you?

Mother, look at this face, you want to see my father with this haggard face?Such a face is not very beautiful. "

What's wrong with your appearance?It's actually pretty good!

Shen Qingquan's brain is really low in talent, and he has a serious bias. This face is particularly blessed. Even if he is dying and sick, he doesn't have the beauty of a sick and weak beauty. It probably suits a certain kind of special Fetish man's appetite.

A woman like Gu Jingyu, a man who never rejects anyone and has changeable tastes, should be even less likely to refuse.

But this is not the case in Shen Qingquan's eyes: "Oh my God, why are you so haggard? Why is your skin so dark and yellow? Why is it so thin? The veins are all showing out!"

Gu Zhimu was persuasive: "Only when you recover from your illness and appearance can you go to see your husband, right?"

"Then stop looking at these things and go and have a rest! Take good care of yourself! Drink some glutinous rice wine to nourish your yin and nourish your skin." Shen Qingquan said hurriedly, not knowing what he thought of, and his soul turned pale There was even a shy flush on his skin.

Sui Pian turned off Gu Zhimu's spiritual sense with a blank expression: "At noon, the yang energy is too heavy, and if the spiritual sense is activated too much, it will damage the body, so stop here."

Although Shen Qingquan is a living soul, he is also afraid of Sui Pian's evil, obediently shut up and nestled aside.

Gu Zhimu's ears were quiet, and he lowered his head to play with the fermented glutinous rice in his hand, making the clear wine sway repeatedly in the glass.

I don't know when it was sprinkled and landed on the table.

When Sui Pian found out, she had already fallen asleep on the soft pillow.

"Miss is here." Yunxiu opened the curtain to let little Gu Zhimu in.

Little Gu Zhimu saw Gu Zhimu who was asleep leaning on the hidden pouch, and made a silence gesture with Madam Hu: "My mother is asleep, don't disturb her."

The little soft girl speaks in a breathy voice, she is so obedient!How can it be so cute!
(End of this chapter)