Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Gu Yanzhou, Let’s Divorce

Gu Yanzhou looked up at her and chuckled softly, "Sweetheart."

He answered cheerfully, his eyes bright and clear, staring at her without blinking.

Such sincerity made Song Siyun feel a little uncomfortable.

She lowered her eyes, trembling slightly, hiding the turmoil in her heart. She withdrew her hand, sat up straight, and turned her face away sneerly: "Minister Gu is really a playboy, saying coaxing words without hesitation. He deserves the appearance of a playboy."

After saying that, she fumbled to pick up a bronze mirror beside her, looked left and right, and carefully examined herself in men's clothing. She changed the subject: "I really look handsome in men's clothes. I'm going to wear men's clothes all the way!"

She didn't raise her eyes, so she didn't see the momentary dimming in the man's eyes. She only heard him whisper "Okay."

From Kyoto to Yunqu, it is so far and boring.

A few days ago, I hadn't left the capital for a long time, so I wanted to try something new. I could even stop at an inn and sleep in the night, which was quite comfortable. But the closer I got to Yunqu, the more remote it became. Not to mention inns, there were few roadside vendors or farmers' stalls.

The group of people had to fill their stomachs with dry biscuits every day, and Song Siyun really couldn't stand it. She felt that her mouth was blistered by the dry biscuits.

She could bear it without seeing them during the day, but at night, seeing the dry biscuits made her mouth ache, a dull pain that could only be relieved by a hissing gasp. But since everyone was eating the same thing, she couldn't say it directly. Since she was known as a pampered person, she broke off a small piece and used it as an excuse to return to the carriage to eat.

As soon as the carriage curtain was lowered, he could no longer suppress the sour feeling in his heart. Looking at the dry biscuits that pricked his mouth, he felt even more aggrieved.

But if I don’t eat, I’ll be hungry…

Song Siyun hesitated, breaking off small pieces of bread and stuffing them into his mouth. The more he stuffed, the more uncomfortable it became, and he finally started to retch, with the bread crumbs mixed with blood all over the floor.

Gu Yanzhou was only two steps slower. As soon as he came in, he saw her kneeling on the ground with a red face, vomiting blood, and the dry biscuit in her hand was broken into crumbs.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he took a step forward to help her calm down.

"Gu Yanzhou,"

The girl who vomited blood knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, making the back of his hand hurt. "This cake is so chewy, I really can't eat it."

"If you can't eat it, then don't eat it."

He gently held her in his arms and poured her some tea to rinse her mouth. Seeing how uncomfortable she was, he couldn't help but blame himself: "It's my fault. We are used to eating these dry biscuits and they scratch our throats. How can a girl like you swallow them?"

He patted her arm silently to comfort her, letting her lean on him. Seeing that she was feeling better and had regained some strength, he gently suggested, "The moon is beautiful tonight. Do you want to go out and enjoy it?"

?

Song Siyun looked up puzzled and saw the man's eyes curved, revealing a bit of youthful mischief: "I'll take you rabbit hunting, so we can secretly have a snack like when we skipped classes as kids, okay?"

At this point, Song Siyun became interested, his eyes lit up and he sat up straight, saying anxiously, "I also want to drink steaming hot wild ginseng and pheasant soup!"

"This... is a bit difficult..."

Song Siyun's face immediately fell, and he stared at him with resentment...

Seeing this, the man thought about it carefully and asked, "We don't have wild ginseng, is pheasant clear soup okay?"

"Alright...okay."

Song Siyun nodded reluctantly, knocked on the carriage curtain impatiently, "Let's go! As long as you stop chewing these dry biscuits, anything will do."

She was so anxious, it seemed that she really hated dry biscuits.

Gu Yanzhou shook his head in amusement, took out two daggers and followed.

Seeing him come out without a bow and arrow, Song Siyun couldn't help but feel puzzled. He had already stepped on the pedal, then slowly put it down. He leaned close to his ear and whispered, "How do you hunt without a bow and arrow? What about pheasant and roasted rabbit? Are you kidding me?"

"Since we are admiring the moon, how do we choose a bow?"

The man walked over to the horse and stroked its head. As the horse neighed happily, he spoke, "Don't worry. Even without a bow or arrow, catching pheasants and roasting rabbits is no problem."

So arrogant.

Song Siyun was about to speak when he suddenly felt his feet lighten and he was grabbed by the waist and lifted onto the horse.

Before she could react, the man had already jumped onto the horse with one foot, holding the reins in one hand and her waist with the other, with an indescribable youthful spirit.

Finally, he tested the reins again and said loudly, "Sit tight."

The next moment, the horse's hooves flew as it rushed towards the dense forest. Song Siyun sat in the front, the rustling evening breeze hitting her face painfully, but she didn't feel the slightest bit of fear in her heart, instead she was filled with excitement.

Although she was not a proper lady who never left the house, she seldom rode such a fast horse, even if it was so free-spirited.

At some point, her grip on the saddle loosened, and she raised her hands high in the strong wind, "Gu Yanzhou, faster!"

The person behind him didn't respond, but the sound of the wind rustling in his ears and blowing on his face seemed to blow away all the unhappiness of the past few days.

Song Siyun opened his hands and enjoyed it to his heart's content.

After cheering several times, she leaned back as if exhausted. At this moment, her heart was extremely calm, and there was even a strange sense of peace.

The horse also slowed down in time and paced.

The evening breeze caressed my face gently, so gentle.

The world is vast, and as I wander around it, the troubles that have been lingering in my heart for a long time suddenly unravel.

She has always wondered what the wall between her and Gu Yanzhou is.

It is only today that I realize that it was all my own unspeakable delusion.

She had known since childhood that Gu Yanzhou was in love with her elder sister. However, she didn't know when she had also fallen for him.

So she tried hard to hate him, and did her best to insult and slander him, all in an attempt to cover up the unbearable feelings that grew in her darkness.

Actually, he is a pretty good person.

Song Siyun glanced back quietly. In the moonlight, the man raised his chin slightly, his stern brows seemed to be smoothed by the breeze, and even the corners of his lips were covered with a faint smile.

I think I'm in a very good mood.

In fact, she also knew what happened back then. He couldn't gamble, gamble, or blackmail the entire Gu family. But she just had to hate him, hate his evil, hate his unbearableness, hate his heartlessness, otherwise he would soon forget her.

She wanted him to always remember that he still owed a girl in Kyoto a debt of hatred, and wanted him to live well on the battlefield with this guilt.

Fortunately, he came back alive.

In fact, it was she who was the dark and mean one all along, not him.

She had false thoughts but was afraid to face them, so she pushed all the blame onto him.

after all……

He is my sister's lover.

The thoughts I had when I was young were really dirty.

But at that time, I was timid and didn't want to face such an unbearable self, so I simply vented all my resentment on him, slandering him everywhere and targeting him everywhere.

Song Siyun felt that he owed him an apology.

"Gu Yanzhou, I'm sorry."

From now on, the mountains are high and each of them lives in peace. She will control her meanness and never overstep the line again.

"Why are you suddenly saying this?"

The man seemed confused by the sudden apology and asked in confusion.

"Nothing." Song Siyun shook his head and turned to look at the vast distance. His voice was very light, with relief: "I'm hungry, let's go hunting."

"good."

The man dismounted from his horse, his sharp eyes not missing a single movement around him. Suddenly, his sharp eyes locked onto a direction, and a dagger flew out from his fingertips. The dwarf trees were restless for a moment before they stopped.

In the past, she would have happily jumped over and picked it up, but today...

Gu Yanzhou withdrew his hand and turned his head in confusion, only to see Song Siyun standing there staring at him in a daze.

Her eyes were gentle, not as wild as before. She seemed to melt into the wind. She seemed to be there, but she was as vague as a shadow, impossible to grasp or touch.

He felt a sudden panic in his heart, and without time to think, he hurriedly called out to her, "Ah Yun?"

"Um?"

The man turned around, and the melancholy that had lingered on his face for a long time was gone. Besides being relaxed, he also felt a loneliness that was hard to conceal.

Gu Yanzhou didn't know what had happened, but he felt something was wrong with her tonight. But she didn't want to talk about it, so he couldn't force her to answer.

After a moment of silence, he just shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Later, he hunted a pheasant, used a bamboo tube as a pot, and steamed it side by side.

From beginning to end, everyone around me was eerily quiet.

Whenever he met her eyes, Gu Yanzhou felt that she was saying goodbye.

It was as if this was her last look, as if tonight was the last time they would spend together. It was as if after today, tomorrow would be a stranger, with nothing to do with each other anymore.

But he clearly remembered that the doctor who took Yueyue's pulse said that she had no other serious illness except for the cold.

That……

Why are you looking at him like this now?

Gu Yanzhou didn't understand and didn't know where to start. He just lowered his eyes and roasted the rabbit meat in his hand, hoping it would cook faster and faster so that he could keep the person in front of him and bring her mind back.

"Thanks."

Song Siyun took the barbecue chicken soup from his hand and took small sips while chewing it.

Even though it was just a soup that couldn't be any lighter and the barbecued meat without any side dishes, it was a delicacy for her who had been chewing on dry biscuits for a long time.

Before she knew it, she had eaten half a roasted rabbit and most of the bamboo tube chicken soup by herself.

She was so full that she could hardly straighten her back, but the person next to her kept passing food to her, so she drank an extra bowl of soup and ate two more pieces of meat.

Now I really can't even sit still, I have to lie down.

The stars tonight are truly beautiful, their light flowing and unchanging year after year. Even the most remote and fragmented stars are equally bright but not dazzling.

They just quietly accompanied Yin Yue, even though Yin Yue was unaware of her existence, even though Yin Yue didn't need her to exist...

Song Siyun felt that he should do the same.

At least we should not let those shameful thoughts affect ourselves and delay others.

In fact, when the marriage was arranged, she felt a little bit of inexplicable joy in her heart, but after spending some time together, she clearly understood that she was getting deeper and deeper into the relationship. She also knew more about the significance of her elder sister to Gu Yanzhou.

His study was hung at the far end, hidden in the dark, unwilling to show itself to anyone. Even the ink on the inscription "Holding your hand and growing old together" was still wet, which already explained everything...

He never let go of his sister.

In this case, there is no need for her to cling to this marriage and throw herself into the quagmire from which she will never be able to recover.

Song Siyun closed his eyes, as if to cast away those unnecessary and complicated thoughts. When he opened them again, the loneliness and entanglement that had been lingering in his eyes for a long time were gone, and instead there was a bit more determination.

"Gu Yanzhou," she called him.

"Let's get divorced."

Her tone was very calm, as if she was asking casually about the moonlight and weather tonight. There was no ups and downs in her voice, but it frightened Gu Yanzhou so much that he dropped his soup and hurt himself.

He suspected he had misheard and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

The girl turned to look at him, her expression as cold and ruthless as Silver Moon's. "Let's get divorced. In three years."