Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Ah Yun, do you want to see it? ...
As the wedding official sang four times, the bride entered the bridal chamber and waited, and the wedding banquet officially began.
The red candle flickered, and Song Siyun had been sitting alone in the new house for a long time.
The heavy pearl hairpins on her head made her neck ache. But Cuiyu Quemei and the others were stubborn. They knew that this marriage was not what she wanted, but they still forced her hand to hold it down and not let her take it.
Helpless, she had to continue waiting.
There was a lot of noise outside, so the guests must be having a good time. Let's leave, there's still some time left.
Thinking of this, Song Siyun felt a little discouraged. He simply slid onto the footstool and lay on the bed with his head tilted back. His neck, which had been in pain all day, finally felt a little relieved.
She couldn't help but sigh in relief, "That's much better."
I don't know how long it was before I heard footsteps at the door, and the voices of Cui Yu and Que Mei: "Son-in-law."
Song Siyun was startled and quickly touched the scale bar that lifted the veil and went over to meet her.
Gu Yanzhou had just stepped into the door and had only taken a few steps when he saw a bride in a wedding dress staggering back and forth, holding a wedding pole in her hand.
It's really funny to look at.
His brows, which had been furrowed all day, relaxed a little, and he rarely spoke in a joking manner: "Madam, are you so impatient?"
Song Siyun's neck was in great pain, and upon hearing this, he exclaimed in surprise, "Come quickly, come and lift the veil so I can take off this heavy headdress of a dead person."
As he spoke, he reached forward and quickened his pace.
Suddenly, I felt a pain in my leg. I didn't know what I had hit, and I fell forward uncontrollably.
She couldn't see it, but Gu Yanzhou could see it clearly.
There is the corner of the table in front of you. If you hit it, you will be disfigured at best and die at worst.
There was no time to think, and he rushed over in two steps.
The pain I imagined did not come. Instead, a faint smell of blood mixed with alcohol surged to the tip of my nose, which was not a pleasant smell.
Even a little smoked.
He couldn't help but frown and pushed the person away.
Visible disgust.
Gu Yanzhou's face darkened.
At this time, Song Siyun also reacted and paused for a moment before trying to make amends.
But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with anything, so he had to pretend nothing happened. He handed the wedding pole in his hand over and said embarrassedly: "The veil hasn't been lifted yet, Gu Yanzhou."
The more I hear it, the more guilty I feel.
Maybe because she was in a bad mood, she lifted the veil with extra force.
I felt a gust of wind blowing across my face, and my eyes became clear again.
It was only then that she noticed the danger.
He glanced fearfully at the corner of the table that was separated from her, and felt even more guilty.
He even tried to help others with courtesy.
"No need." Gu Yanzhou raised his sleeve to avoid her hand and stood up by himself, holding on to the table.
"Your waist..."
After he turned around, Song Siyun pointed at the torn clothes on the right side of his waist and reminded him carefully.
Gu Yanzhou lowered his eyes and took a look. "No problem."
"It's all bleeding..." Song Siyun looked at him cautiously and mumbled.
After hesitating for a while, he added, "Thank you for just now."
Before he could say anything, she walked around behind him with the wine jug in hand and said, "Let me wash your wound first. My mother said that if the wound is not treated in time, it will fester. Every summer, many people in the charity hall die from this."
"No--" Seeing him raise his hand to stop him, Song Siyun stopped him and said, "Be obedient."
After patting the shoulder and asking him to lie down on the table, he called Cuiyu to get a pair of scissors to cut the damaged cloth, and then washed it with wine.
While washing, he wiped the blood around with a handkerchief.
It took a while to deal with it.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and leaned over to ask him, "Is there any medicine for the wound in the mansion?"
"Yes." Gu Yanzhou raised his hand and pointed in a direction.
Cui Yu ran over to Que Mei and got it, and then picked out the medicine for the golden wound.
Song Siyun took it and sprinkled it evenly on the wound. Then he instinctively took the gauze handed by Cuiyu. When he was about to bandage it, he suddenly realized something. He looked up suddenly, his eyes wide open, staring at Gu Yanzhou without blinking.
"Ha--" I was suddenly amused.
Gu Yanzhou tilted his head to look at her. His already large eyes were now as big as bells. His small mouth opened slightly as he realized it was inappropriate, and his round and petite cheeks were flushed.
I don’t know if it’s because of the red wedding dress or for some other reason.
He raised his hand to take the gauze and put it on the table. Seeing that she was still stunned, he suddenly felt like teasing her, "Madam, do you want to see more? Or--"
He scanned her from top to bottom, then fixed his gaze on her round eyes, leaned over and smiled, "You want to come in person?"
"lecher!"
Song Siyun suddenly came to his senses, pushed away the face that was so close to him, turned around and ran behind the screen.
His evil intention succeeded, and Gu Yanzhou tore off the gauze in a good mood, took off his shirt and bandaged himself.
But not long after, another little thief peeked out from behind the screen, covering his eyes with one hand and clinging to the edge of the screen with the other, and said weakly: "Hey, do you still have blood?"
After waiting for a long time without any response, the little thief secretly opened his eyes from behind his loosened fingers, and when he saw the red gauze around his waist, his face lit up with joy.
I don't know where she got a plain white handkerchief from, but she held it and tiptoed out until she stopped behind him.
She never looked up the entire time, looking extremely shy, but her hands were moving so boldly.
"What are you doing?" Gu Yanzhou, who had been watching the monologue leisurely for a long time, raised his hand to hold down the thief's hand that was reaching for his waist.
Delicate as if boneless. For a moment, he even thought he had missed it. He lowered his eyes to confirm, then raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
With one hand trapped, the thief simply switched hands. While unwrapping the gauze he had just wrapped, he explained, "Tomorrow the palace maids will definitely check the bloody handkerchief. I'm afraid of the pain, and you just happen to have some here, so don't waste it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yanzhou felt a sharp pain in his waist.
His eyes narrowed, fiercely.
Song Siyun was startled, and silently relaxed his strength, then raised his head and gave him a guilty smile: "I was too strong, I'm sorry."
Seeing the bloodstain on the handkerchief, she finally let go. She looked at it several times with satisfaction, and as she was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of the man's emaciated back and abdomen, a mess. Unable to resist the condemnation of her conscience, she stopped dead in her tracks.
I slowly raised my head and met those murderous eyes.
She pursed her lips awkwardly, looked away, and put the handkerchief in her arms in compromise.
Song Siyun reached out with a wry smile to pick up the gauze that had fallen on his knees, and said in a fawning manner, "Don't be angry. Give me a cup of tea and I'll definitely wrap it up for you."
As he said this, he took the scissors beside him, cut the blood-stained gauze, and re-bandaged him.
Bandaging the waist and abdomen is inconvenient. If the injured person cooperates, it will be fine. If not, he will be as helpless as she is now.
The gauze stayed on her waist for a long time. Gu Yanzhou lowered his eyes, admiring her tangled struggle. Finally, he reached out after teasing her enough.
He wanted to show mercy and break the deadlock, but she gritted her teeth and put her arms around his waist.
Too close!
The girl's hot breath sprayed on his body, and his muscles tensed up. He silently retracted his outstretched hand and placed it on the table. Gu Yanzhou lowered his eyes, and the expression in his eyes was dark.
My mind couldn't help but think of the protection at the Flower God Banquet that day - this lady is beautiful, kind-hearted and magnanimous, and he is also a gentleman, gentle and elegant.
As if possessed by some unknown force, he spoke: "Song Siyun, there is absolutely no possibility between you and me. I advise you not to waste your time on this."
"?" Song Siyun looked up blankly, his forehead covered in sweat, and rolled his eyes in disgust, "Gu Yanzhou, go get treatment if you're sick."
As the words fell, she twitched her hand fiercely and threw the gauze into his arms again: "Wrap it up and tie the knot yourself."
Then he walked behind the screen without looking back, saying as he walked: "I want to sleep on the bed tonight, you can do whatever you want."
Gu Yanzhou was furious, but he couldn't throw her out.
One night passed quietly.
The next morning, Quemei pulled her out of bed. While she was washing up, she said, "Miss, no, Madam, we have to go to the palace to express our gratitude today. Don't sleep anymore."
Song Siyun let her toss and turn, and just closed his eyes and ordered: "This bed is too hard. I didn't sleep well all night. Remember to add an extra quilt today."
Quemei responded repeatedly, but her hands did not stop moving.
Soon she finished washing up and was about to go out when she remembered, "Where's Gu Yanzhou?"
"My son-in-law and the eldest son are having dinner in the dining room. Do you want to go?"
"It's too late." Song Siyun said, picking up a few pieces of cakes from the table to fill his stomach and hurried out.
At the gate, Gu Yanzhou had been waiting for a long time.
When he saw her come out, he said, "Let's go."
Knowing that she had missed the time, she didn't dare say anything and just picked up her skirt and got into the car.
The carriage gurgled forward and the two men were silent all the way.
The palace had complicated rules, so the two of them first thanked the emperor together. After Gu Yanzhou was left behind, Song Siyun and the empress went to Kunning Palace. Later, they went to the imperial concubine's Zhongcui Palace.
By the time I left the palace, it was already noon.
When I returned home, it was already past lunch time.
Fortunately, the weather was hot and she had no appetite, so she just asked Cuiyu to buy Li Ji Lengyuanzi and asked Quemei to add two more basins of ice before falling into a deep sleep.
This sleep was really peaceful.
When I woke up, it was already 11:00 PM, time for dinner.
Seeing that the person had woken up, Cui Yu hurriedly asked someone to bring the Li Ji Leng Yuanzi that had been kept on ice.
Song Siyun ate while Quemei helped her dress up.
Before she had finished her meal, a maid came from the front yard and told her that the eldest lady was calling her to have dinner.
"Where is the second young master Gu?" Song Siyun asked.
"Replying to the Second Madam, the Second Young Master has said that he is busy today and there is no need to wait for him for dinner." The maid replied. Song Siyun nodded and was led by the maid to the Ancient Flavor Hall.
In the Guwei Hall, Yu Nanzhi and Gu Yansheng arrived a little earlier. As soon as they sat down, they saw Song Siyun, wearing a bright yellow jacket and pomegranate skirt, approaching from a distance.
The hem of the skirt may be decorated with tassels, swaying with every step.
"Sister-in-law Song Siyun, greetings to brother and sister-in-law." At the end, she waved to the little kid beside her and said, "My nephew, come and call me auntie. There are some honey fruits."
Gu Wangqing, who was only two and a half years old, could not resist the temptation and rushed over to get it, imitating the man's words and shouting, "Little aunt, little aunt!"
"Ah Yun, stop teasing him."
Yu Nanzhi picked up her son and handed him to the wet nurse, Li Ma, and then pulled Song Siyun to sit down. Her eyes were filled with joy. "This morning, I was thinking about how our Yanzhou had the honor to marry a wife like Ah Yun, who is so virtuous, beautiful and outstanding."
"Sister-in-law, you are too kind." Song Siyun lowered his head and smiled as he sat down.
During this meal, she truly listened to all the good words she had heard in her lifetime. Therefore, when Yu Nanzhi urged her to bring a midnight snack to Gu Yanzhou, she agreed without a second thought.
It wasn't until I brought the midnight snack back to Ruixue Pavilion that I realized what was going on.
When she came back, the light in the study was on.
I guess Gu Yanzhou has also returned.
Song Siyun thought about it, hesitated for a while, and finally walked over.
Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, there was no one inside.
The desk was filled with documents and letters, as well as quite a few files.
Yes, that day at the palace banquet, His Majesty appointed him as the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice. As someone working in the Ministry of Justice, he naturally had to have a lot of files.
It was boring to just sit there, so she simply put the midnight snack aside and walked around the desk to see what big things were happening in the city recently.
As soon as I walked around, I took a quick glance and saw an uncollected letter:
The crown prince was assassinated, the imperial concubine had a son, and Song Taishi was the leader of the upright officials. With his great power, his ambition was hard to satisfy.
The blood in my body froze as if I had fallen into an ice cellar, and my back felt uncontrollably cold.
Squeak——
As the door was pushed open, the letter in his hand fell to the ground.
It landed in front of a pair of black brocade boots.
The black brocade boots paused. After a moment, a pair of large, bony hands picked it up again, folded it in their palms, put it back into the envelope, and pressed it firmly.
Song Siyun looked over and couldn't believe it: "You suspect my sister?"
The man raised his eyes, his expression indifferent and cold: "She is very suspicious, isn't she?"
Finally, he added, "If the Crown Prince dies, the Concubine's youngest son will be the only heir to the throne, the only one qualified to inherit the throne."
It makes sense. But—
"Impossible." Song Siyun refuted coldly, "Do you have any evidence?"
"have."
Song Siyun suddenly raised his eyes, fixed on the "evidence" he had just taken out of his arms.
"This is the letter we intercepted in the Northern Frontier." Gu Yanzhou placed the letter on the table and pressed it down. "I compared it with the handwriting of Grand Tutor Song, and there is no difference."
"What does this prove?" Song Siyun leaned forward, his hands on the table. "You're the best at forging handwriting, aren't you?"
The two men faced each other across the table, their eyes locked. The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, with only the candlelight flickering anxiously.
After a while, a laugh suddenly came from the room.
It’s Song Siyun.
He withdrew his arm that was supporting the table, and leisurely fell into the armchair, his slender fingertips fiddling with the letters on the table.
Gradually, the smile on his lips became more pronounced.
She looked away, then suddenly raised her eyes, laughing and sighing, "Gu Xiaochuan, Gu Xiaochuan, I almost got fooled by you again."
Seeing the man raise his eyebrows in dissatisfaction after he finished speaking, Song Siyun pursed his lips, his eyes fell on the first letter, and his chin raised slightly: "You did it on purpose."
"Where should I start?" The person opposite raised his eyes, as if he was really asking her to explain.
Song Siyun chuckled and looked at the pile of letters on the side of the table. "There were so many letters, but that one was not sealed properly, and I happened to see it. Gu Xiaochuan, you said that too many coincidences are no longer coincidences."
Her eyes moved up along the edge of the table, across his eyebrows and nose, and finally, landed on the letter that he had pressed to death on the table.
"I bet there's one," Song Siyun raised his eyes, his smile still radiating, his brows full of determination, "There's no letter."
Gu Yanzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the letter.
After a while, he said, "Ah Yun, do you want to take a look?"
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