Tit for Tat
Hearing this, Song Zhaozhao paused and turned back to look at Song Tiaotiao deeply.
After a while, seeing that Song Tiaotiao had no intention of mistaking her for him, she finally turned her eyes away and said coldly, "I can't bear to let the two ladies continue to condescend to stay in your wooden house and thatched cottage. As for you two, it's dark and windy now, so it's best to return home as soon as possible." At this point, her eyes were filled with a hint of anger, and she glanced at the two of them meaningfully, "Save yourself from encountering that murderous and arsonous day."
Song Tiaotiao's eyes moved, and she smiled at Gu Chengjue: "Eldest sister, you see, we still have something to talk about, right?" After speaking, she gently pressed Gu Chengjue's palm and jumped off the horse.
"I have nothing to say to you." Seeing Song Tiaotiao gradually approaching, Song Zhaozhao looked alert, pursed her red lips, and stepped back step by step.
Song Tiaotiao smiled innocently, "How could that be? To have Father agree to my coming all the way here, I must have more than one purpose. We must have a lot to talk about, and we need to talk slowly."
Hearing the irritating ending of Song Tiaotiao's sentence, Song Zhaozhao knew that this stubborn little Song Tiaotiao had fallen into his old habit of not giving up until he achieved his goal.
She frowned, stopped in her tracks, and looked at Song Tiaotiao. "Since you understand my temper, do you think I would tell you about it?"
Song Tiaotiao's almond-shaped eyes curved, and she covered her lips and smiled softly: "Elder sister, you have already said that I understand you. So since this way doesn't work, I naturally have to think of a way to make you respond to me." After she finished speaking, she quickly opened and closed her other clenched hand, and waved it at Song Zhaozhao's nose.
Song Zhaozhao looked at the flakes of fluff flying like snow in front of her, frowned, and kept backing away.
But the flying catkins had already stained her clothes. For a moment, she had no way to avoid it.
In just a few breaths, she had inhaled the substance without knowing why.
And at that moment, she immediately understood what Song Tiaotiao intended to do.
She covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and pointed at the smiling Song Tiao Tiao with the other hand, and said in disbelief: "You, what are you doing..." But before she finished her words, Song Tiao Tiao in front of her had become a blurry shadow.
Her heart sank, and then the world spun around her, making her eyes go dark.
Song Tiaotiao took the swaying Song Zhaozhao into her arms and said with a soft smile, "Sister, it's a dark and windy night. You should go to bed early."
Song Zhaozhao's hands tightly grasped Song Tiaotiao's clothes, but as the effect of the medicine gradually increased, her slender hands finally sank down weakly.
At the last moment, Song Tiaotiao finished speaking with a hateful voice. Chen Pinglang, carrying a trembling little maid, and Gu Chenglang came over from the two shadows of the mansion: "The quality of the secret guards of the Zhenguogong Mansion really needs to be improved."
Gu Chenglang nodded in agreement, then said calmly, "Everyone else in the courtyard has been dealt with as well."
Chen Pinglang turned to the little maid and ordered, "Little girl, go and get your young lady into the carriage."
Seeing that the right time, right place, and right people were all in place, Song Tiaotiao nodded towards Gu Chenglang and said with a chuckle, "Brother Chenglang, let's go home."
Hearing this, everyone present was stunned for a moment, but soon, they understood each other tacitly and a peaceful smile appeared on their lips.
After all, they all know that where their family is is where they can find their home and where their heart is.
The door was opened again.
Zhao Ling's beautiful eyes, which were filled with fatigue, were instantly fixed on the door.
Bo Shuang, who also couldn't fall asleep, also regained some energy.
But when they walked to the door and saw the people outside, the worries in the corners of their eyes and brows disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by joy from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhao Ling took Song Tiaotiao's hands and asked anxiously, "Tiaotiao, you are finally back. I missed you so much..." At this point, she lowered her head and said, "My son, it's so late at night, and you have found us here. We must have made you worry about us again."
Song Tiaotiao smiled and shook her head: "Mother-in-law and sister-in-law, you are my family. If I return home and see you are not there, I will definitely come out to look for you."
Bo Shuang held Song Tiao Tiao in her arms and nodded gratefully: "Tiao Tiao, seeing you return safely, I can finally let go of my worries. Come quickly and let me take a good look at you."
After a round of soothing greetings, Song Tiaotiao saw that the two of them had calmed down and smiled gently, "Actually, I brought back an important person tonight..."
Seeing the confusion in the two people's eyes, Song Tiaotiao opened the door again.
When the familiar figure that had been away for a long time slowly came into view.
The two people in the room were stunned and speechless for a long time.
Gu Chenglang stared at the two frequent visitors in his dreams.
In an instant, thousands of heartwarming images related to the person in front of him emerged in his mind.
He should have felt warm, but in this situation, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, which was more painful than any wound he had suffered during the war.
They remained silent for a long time, and the two tearful people in front of Gu Chenglang finally found their voices in the silence.
But that trembling voice seemed to have swallowed tears, sour and unbearable, making the listener feel like ants were gnawing at their hearts.
Zhao Ling's eyes, filled with tears, blurred the figure she had been thinking about day and night.
She wiped her tears with her hands again and again, but she couldn't hold back the increasingly violent tears.
In the end, she could only rely on the sound to follow the figure gradually walking towards her: "Cheng Lang...? My son..."
Gu Chenglang stared at the woman before him, a figure he had only seen in his dreams, his brow furrowed in unbearable pain. Instinctively, he didn't want to cause her any more grief, so he soothed her softly, "Mother..."
Hearing this, Zhao Ling's tearful eyes turned even redder. She quickly approached Gu Chenglang and, as if to make up for a debt she had owed him, she called out repeatedly, "Alang...Alang."
Gu Chenglang heard the sincere calls and responded to them without hesitation.
Until a voice said, "Cheng Lang, go meet your wife..."
Gu Chenglang's sour and hot eyes once again fell on the woman who had been staring at him, silently and choking.
Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were now as if blurred by ink mixed with precious rouge, and tears like broken beads were constantly splashing from the wet red.
They stared at each other like this for a long time, choking with emotion. Finally, a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
In an instant, a hand with thin calluses, containing warmth, gently and tenderly like a butterfly, gently stroked his cheek and wiped away the remaining tears for him.
He thought he should say something heartfelt to her, but the only memory he had of them was enough to identify their silhouettes, nothing more.
He pursed his lips, racking his brains. But in the end, he chose to confess: "Madam... I'm sorry, I've lost my memory."
Bo Shuang's eyes fluttered, and she said in a trembling voice, "Alang...what did you say?"
Gu Chenglang looked down at the tearful face, his heart aching: "I can no longer recall most of the things that happened in the past."
Song Tiaotiao had just settled Zhao Ling, who was frightened by Gu Chenglang's words, into a seat before returning to Bo Shuang and whispering, "Sister-in-law, don't be sad...Brother Chenglang's safe return is our greatest blessing."
Bo Shuang threw herself into Song Tiao Tiao's arms and sobbed softly, "Yes, it is the greatest blessing of my life to be able to meet him again, but I didn't expect that he would forget me so completely."
Gu Chenglang quickly shook his head and said sincerely, "No, I have recently recovered a lot of memories. Madam... believe me, one day, I will remember everything from the past... I mean what I say, and I won't lie to you."
Hearing this, Bo Shuang raised her head from Song Tiao Tiao's arms and looked back at Gu Chenglang: "I know you won't lie to me, just like... just like you promised me last time that you would come back to me. But this time, I want you to promise me that from now on, I will live a peaceful life..."
Upon hearing this, Gu Chenglang's eyes showed hesitation. He opened his lips, then lowered his eyes and fell silent.
Seeing this, Bo Shuang smiled bitterly.
Song Tiaotiao was about to say something to ease the tense situation.
A ray of moonlight poured in through the door.
After a moment, Gu Chengjue walked slowly into the house. To the surprise of Zhao Ling and Bo Shuang, he whispered, "Mother, sister-in-law... My eldest brother is in the army now and cannot leave the war for the time being. This gathering is also for this reason..."
Hearing the sound, the room fell into silence again.
After a while, Bo Shuang raised her tearful eyes. Although they were filled with loneliness, she had regained some composure. "Is this the reason why you can't agree to my request?"
Gu Chenglang nodded and said softly, "My dear, I'm sorry... But now, I am worried about you. I will do everything I can to get you home safely as soon as possible. I won't let you wait for me any longer."
Bo Shuang glanced at the face of the person in front of him, pondered for a moment, and said firmly: "Okay, I believe you."
The next morning, just as dawn was about to break, Gu Chenglang rode his horse back to the military camp.
He wanted to wait a little longer for the child he had never met.
But the day before yesterday, Gu Zhao heard that the town teacher was being used as a rebel to be liquidated and had no place to live, so he went to the town with Su Lin, who had something to do.
Calculating the round trip distance, I will definitely not be able to return this morning.
He had no choice but to put this thought aside and complete what he wanted.
The sun is shining brightly in the early morning.
Song Tiaotiao lay on a rattan chair in the farmyard and took a sip of freshly brewed flower tea.
She was feeling contented when a gaze, as if real, came from a corner of the shed and drew Song Tiaotiao's attention.
Song Tiaotiao gently put down the teacup, walked to the bound woman, chuckled, untied the cloth that sealed her mouth, and said, "Eldest sister, are you awake?"
Song Zhaozhao glared at Song Tiaotiao and said shyly, "Song Tiaotiao! How dare you do this to me!"
Song Tiaotiao raised her eyebrows and said innocently, "Eldest sister has seen it too. The people who came with you are simply unable to protect you. As your younger sister, I am naturally worried about your safety and want to keep you by my side at all times."
Song Zhaozhao sneered, "You're quite sharp-tongued, calling black white! Song Tiaotiao, although you were a bit mischievous in the past, I've never seen you plotting against me. But as the saying goes, bad company breeds badness. After dealing with those common people every day, you've become a mercenary!"
Song Tiaotiao shook her head. "Sister, you're wrong. This isn't mercenary; it's tit-for-tat."
Song Zhaozhao looked at Song Tiaotiao's eyes, which were filled with laughter, and felt a chill in her heart. However, she snorted coldly, "I knew you would hate me for the substitution marriage, but you should hate me... Otherwise, if you are so stupid, you are not worthy of being my sister, Song Zhaozhao."
Song Tiaotiao nodded, lowered her eyes and smiled. "Sister, if you want to talk about hatred, I was exiled and nearly died here, so naturally I bear hatred for your schemes. But for now, I will put this hatred aside. Sister, you are under my control, and you certainly don't want to call back my hatred. Therefore, Sister, you only need to cooperate with me and answer a few questions... My little prince, is he okay now?"
Hearing this, Song Zhaozhao's eyes flickered. After a moment, she lowered her eyes alertly and pretended to be calm to hide her true identity. "You asked him...why are you asking me about him?"
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