After the powerful minister was reborn, he married the delicate girl back home

After handling Cui Yutao's case, Zhou Yuzhao unilaterally and deliberately distanced herself from Xiao Ziqi, so that they could not exchange a word for a long time. Even if Xiao Ziqi took the initiative to visit her, she refused to see the guests. .

The successive obstacles made Xiao Ziqi feel her determination, and he couldn't help but start to panic. He had liked her for so many years, did he really want to give up so easily?

No, at least he has to express his attitude, at least he has to let A Zhao see his sincerity!

After understanding this, Xiao Ziqi's tense heart could finally relax a little.

He was never one to sit still and wait for death, so he quickly came up with an idea. He had to meet A Zhao, but A Zhao had been avoiding him and would definitely not want to come if he knew he was around.

Xiao Ziqi thought for a moment, and a familiar figure gradually appeared in his mind.

There are ready-made connections here, why not use them?

At that time, Gu Xingmo, who was busy writing a record of Emperor Yin's daily life, suddenly froze for a moment, and had a very bad premonition in his heart.

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It was also the day when Gu Xingmo took a rest, so Li Jiaorong got up early and got busy because Gu Xingmo said that there would be distinguished guests visiting her home today. Faced with this long-lost visitor, she did not dare to be careless for fear of neglecting the guests.

After waiting for a while, she watched the boy running over from a distance. She knew that a guest had arrived and hurriedly went to the front hall to greet the guest.

Seeing her coming, Gu Xingmo naturally stepped forward to hold her hand, and then introduced today's guest to her, "Madam, this is General Xiao."

"General Xiao, this is my wife."

Li Jiaorong knelt down and saluted, and then said hello respectfully. She didn't say much, just looked at each other and left with an excuse.

This was the first time Xiao Ziqi saw Li Jiorong. She looked so much like A Zhao from before, as if she was carved from the same mold. He was a little distracted by the sight, and for a moment he forgot to say anything.

It wasn't until the person left that he slowly came back to his senses. Later, he realized how rude his behavior just now was. He quickly looked at Gu Xingmo next to him, only to find that his eyes were dark and had lost the friendliness at the beginning, and he became more and more worried. Uneasy.

"Gu Xiuzhan, your wife looks very much like an old friend of mine. I've been looking at her for a longer time, and there is absolutely no other meaning." Xiao Ziqi almost swore to God for fear that he would misunderstand her.

Although he knew that he was devoted to the eldest princess, Gu Xingmo was still very unhappy with the way he looked at Li Jiaorong, and his tone was a little harsh: "Don't worry, General Xiao, I have sent a servant to invite the eldest princess to come to the house for dinner."

Hearing what he said, Xiao Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as A Zhao could come, he didn't care about anything else.

Sitting on a fine huanghuali armchair, holding freshly brewed tea in his hand, the face just now appeared in his mind. The familiar eyebrows and eyes lingered for a long time, and an emotion called bitterness also appeared. Gradually it invaded his entire heart.

That child looks so much like her mother, and her father doesn’t follow her at all...

Thinking of that man, Xiao Ziqi tightly clenched the tea cup in his palm. He hated that man. Thinking of the years that he and A Zhao had been ruined, he wished he could tear that man into pieces!

But between this huge resentment, there was also a sense of jealousy. He was really jealous of that person.

He also wants to have a daughter with A Zhao who looks like her!

Obviously he has military exploits, power, and reputation... He seems to have everything, but he seems to have nothing.

Was he really right when he went to the battlefield alone? If he hadn't gone...

The broken porcelain shards pierced into the palm of his hand, instantly cutting open the flesh and blood, leaving a bright red patch, but he couldn't feel it at all.

If he had not gone to the battlefield, if he had not gone to the battlefield...

"General, general, General Xiao?"

Gu Xingmo called him hurriedly several times, but he was just immersed in his own thoughts and ignored him at all.

Time passed by, and seeing more and more blood flowing out, Gu Xingmo had no choice but to reach out to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain that were still held tightly by Xiao Ziqi, when a beautiful figure approached from a distance, slowly Moved to the door.

"Mother." He called respectfully.

"Ah."

At this moment, looking at Xiao Ziqi who suddenly appeared in Gu's house, Zhou Yuzhao's face was not very good. As smart as she was, he immediately understood the twists and turns and guessed that he might have met Rong Niang. Looking so much like him, he should give up after thinking about it.

This time, they probably have nothing to do with each other.

Although this is the result she has always wanted, why? Why was her heart so uncomfortable? It was as if someone had cut out a piece of flesh with a knife.

Resisting her emotions and turning her head, Zhou Yuzhao forced herself not to look at the blood on his hands, and then spoke slowly, pretending to be normal: "The weather has turned cold in recent days, and I got a new red fox skin. , someone has sewn it into a cloak, you can give it to Rong Niang on my behalf."

"Why don't mother give it to Rong Niang herself?"

"I need to go back to the palace to deal with some important matters."

"Since there are guests in the house today, I will leave first and come back to see Rong Niang in a few days."

As she said that, she was about to leave, and when she saw that she was about to cross the threshold, she was stopped by Xiao Zi who reacted and shouted loudly, "A Zhao, I know everything!"

Zhou Yuzhao paused, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Ah? Really? What do you already know?"

Even though she had long thought that such a day would come, she still felt extremely ashamed. She didn't want Xiao Ziqi to know about that dirty past. She wanted him to always remember Zhou Yuzhao as a girl, not the really unbearable version of herself now.

Xiao Ziqi did not answer her directly, but looked at Gu Xingmo, "Gu Xiuzhan, I met an old friend of the eldest princess, and there are some past events that need to be resolved..."

How could Gu Xingmo not understand what he meant, and seeing that the eldest princess had no words to refute, he decisively led the people away, leaving him alone in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Xiao Ziqi's hand was still bleeding, and it fell on the ground drop by drop, turning into a small patch of wetness, but he didn't care, exhaled, poured himself another glass of water, and slowly ate from the plates on the table. Fresh pastries.

Seeing the pool of blood on the ground and glancing at the bloody gashes on his palms without trace, Zhou Yuzhao felt angry and uncomfortable, and even more annoyed that he didn't cherish himself.

She wanted to say something, but she felt that she didn't have a clear position at the moment, and she was confused for a moment.

In the end, she hid all her emotions and summoned up the courage to shout. The voice was not loud but extremely cold: "General!"

Xiao Ziqi looked sideways at her and saw her gaze resting on the palm of his hand, and immediately realized, "But did it scare you?"

"Never."

"Oh, are you feeling distressed then?"

Without waiting for Zhou Yuzhao to answer, he chuckled, as if he was mocking himself, "It must be me being sentimental again. How can you feel sorry for me if you don't even want me anymore?"

The deep loneliness in those words made Zhou Yuzhao panic. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't even say a word.

Xiao Ziqi looked at her intently for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to press the wound on his hand. In an instant, more red blood came out.

Zhou Yuzhao took two steps forward uncontrollably and asked angrily: "What are you doing?"