She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband

Tao Xinhe didn't seem to hear it, she didn't approach or respond.

Focusing on Tao Xinhe's side face, but her eyes were still blurred, Gu Ningxi didn't know if the lady was angry, so she pressed her tongue against the back of her cheek, and continued to express her feelings: "After entering the house, I don't recognize my real body, I don't recognize people by clothes. , alarmed the servants on duty at night, I'm afraid it will embarrass the lady, this is the third wrong thing. I apologize to the lady for my husband, and please forgive ~ sin ~ then ~ one ~."

He made an exaggerated salute like a scholar on the stage bowing his hands and bowing his hands, matching the protracted tone of "forgive me, please forgive me", hoping to make the lady laugh and expose the matter.

But it was just a one-man show.

Reluctantly getting up, Gu Ningxi was a little dizzy, and finally stood still without a trace, which must be caused by a hangover.

He closed his eyes lightly and then opened them slowly, the things in front of his eyes became clearer, including the figure of the lady who was not far away.

The mountain is not just me, I come to the mountain. Enduring a headache and eyes swollen, Gu Ningxi walked over, grabbed Tao Xinhe's body and looked at the strange maid's clothes, and didn't let go.

Sighing softly, Tao Xinhe patted her husband's upper arm, pulled back the corner of her clothes, and responded lightly: "So it's Zhang Shangshu's banquet, so naturally I should go. Since my husband fell asleep in the wine shop, why don't you come back at dawn tomorrow, it's so cold to drive at night. "

Her voice didn't have a trace of fireworks, it could be said to be concerned, or it could be said to be indifferent.

Gu Ningxi felt relieved since she believed that the lady was as considerate as ever from her words.

As he walked towards the clean room, he untied the tie of his robe and said, "It's not cold when you enter the room, it's warm and fragrant. I miss my wife, and I think you miss me too. When I went back to the house, the lady was waiting for me. I If you don't come back overnight, won't it make the lady stay up all night?"

Tao Xinhe was dumbfounded, and added from the bottom of her heart that she had to catch up with Qingfang in **** yellow clothes and wait all night.

Gu Ningxi asked casually, "Who is the woman sitting in the room just now? Why is she wearing a lady's dress, and why is she also wearing a bun with her tail up? It's quite like Dongshi's imitation."

His voice was probably hidden in the cleansing cloth, and it came vaguely.

"It's Qingfang. The dowry maid I brought from the Tao family."

"I didn't smell the fragrance of sinking water when I got close to her just now, but I told her to stand up and felt that she was out of shape. She should be two inches shorter than you, and there are differences in her shoulders, waist, etc. Are you master and servant working together to tease me? However, I remember you said that this maid is loyal and capable, I'm afraid I'll scare her. Tomorrow you can comfort her for my husband." Gu Ningxi explained in detail as if explaining.

"Mmm," she responded vaguely, and the rustling of changing clothes was inaudible.

Tao Xinhe couldn't help thinking, this time it was her own negligence, Qingfang didn't know whether she forgot or didn't remind her on purpose, and didn't spray agarwood.

What if? According to the action of Cai Husband just now, if he smelled the familiar fragrance, he would really hug Qingfang on his knees.

In a master-servant relationship, Qingfang knew that she could not share her husband with others, and she knew that she wanted to marry a small family and become a regular wife. If she really wants to be hugged by her husband, how will Qingfang marry someone else in the future.

I was so angry that I didn't think carefully, and almost harmed her, so I have to accompany Qingfang tomorrow.

Gu Ningxi suddenly walked out of the clean room, he looked around and saw a raised figure on the canopy bed, it should be the lady.

Tao Xinhe had already changed into her homely pajamas, lay on her side in the canopy bed and covered her quilt tightly, and closed her eyes as if falling asleep.

Through the raised heavy bed curtain, Gu Ningxi could only see a blurred face. He was still holding the cloth towel that was dripping with water and stained red, and he asked bitterly, "My lady, there are rouge marks on my face! Have you seen it?"

Naturally, I saw it as soon as you entered the door. Bright red, not my usual color. Now that you have Qiniang, maybe you have provoked some eight or nine niangs from other places, and put some pretense on your face, what's so strange?

Tao Xinhe really wanted to confide these feelings, but what she said was "the lights are dim, I didn't pay attention."

After finishing speaking, she turned around, leaving a view of Gu Ningxi's back, and then said: "I'm tired, take a rest."

Like a discouraged Cuju ball, Gu Ningxi was left speechless by the lady's understatement, she was stunned for a moment, and hummed softly.

After drying his hands and face and putting down the cloth towel, he lay back on the bed, staring at Tao Xinhe's motionless and exquisite silhouette, unable to sleep for a long time.

In fact, he didn't know where he got the rouge, let alone explain it.

But the lady who was always caring and caring for her said that she didn't see it, and she didn't bother to answer the connection, so Gu Ningxi knew something was wrong.

Another thing is that master and servant change clothes tonight. Gu Ningxi recalled that three years ago, four days after marriage was the mother's funeral, and in the twelfth lunar month, when the hundred days of mourning were full, the whole house removed the heavy filial piety and plain clothes, and the color of the lady's clothes was light and gloomy for a while, such as indigo, ink purple, deep blue, etc. .

Later, she happened to be wearing a **** yellow dress, and she praised it a few times, as if since then, the lady has always been in **** yellow, and gradually the servants and maids in the house consciously avoided this color.

In this way, in her own mansion, seeing Jiang Huang's figure is the inertia of the lady herself, which has become more and more firmly rooted in Gu Ningxi's mind. Even when he ran into a female family member dressed in **** yellow outside, he would pay special attention to distinguish her figure and figure.

Later, even the lady's hair style and incense were fixed into one style, and even rough men like Gu Ningxi, who didn't care about the details of women's dressing, knew about the updo.

So tonight, in the couple's room, he was hangover and didn't make any further distinctions, and he directly recognized the **** figure as a lady, which seems to be excusable?

Gu Ningxi shook her head, laughing at herself for making excuses involuntarily in her heart, which was not honest enough.

However, why does the lady dress up the maid as she usually does? This is more worthy of vigilance than the lady not pursuing Rouge, is it a temptation? Is it a silent question?

Gu Ningxi was apprehensive, she turned over and lay down, staring at the ceiling with her hands on her pillow, listening to Tao Xinhe's steady breathing, reviewing her ridiculous actions over the past two months, sorting out her mental journey.

Ever since she saw a woman's clear face at the gate of the Gongyuan in early September, Gu Ningxi had planted something in her mind, thinking about it for a whole month.

After the Jinshi examination, on the day he returned to the mansion, he had made up his mind to tell his wife about this adventure. But the face imprinted in his heart was not the person next to his pillow, but a strange woman whom he had only met once. Gu Ningxi himself felt ironic, and he couldn't say anything about the lady's thoughtfulness.

Within two days after that, he couldn't resist the impulse, and with the twin boys who didn't know whether they could read or paint, he found Mo Qi according to the address of Mo's house that he had written down long ago, and he also knew that the young girl was called Mo Qi. seven seven.

He tried to visit for three days in a row, and he also tried to go again on the ninth, eleventh, or twelfth day. He could see Mo Qiqi's face clearly at different times in the morning, noon, and dusk, without exception. At the same time, he paid more attention to the faces of the people around him, wanting to seek a second miracle.

Until he was completely sure that there were many wonders in this vast world, and he and Mo Qiqi were neither related nor related, but he could only clearly see the girl's appearance. Other than that, everyone, including He Niang, whom I keep in my heart, has a blurred face of tiles.

This fact made Gu Ningxi at a loss as to what to do.

Surprises are naturally there, it turns out that this is the feeling of seeing a human face clearly, he is inexplicably relaxed in front of Mo Qiqi, this girl doesn't need to tell him every time she tells him her family name, he recognizes it, and there is no moment when she doesn't know who is around her Tension.

However, he was more at a loss. He was guilty of this relaxation, and felt that he was sorry for the gentle and virtuous lady, so he didn't want to go back to the house, lost his mind in front of the lady, dodged and even lied about his whereabouts.

He counted on his fingers, in the past two months, he has seen Mo Qiqi eight times in total, except for today when Qiniang sent her off to the alley for an unprecedented time, the two of them were never alone, this is still a gentleman.

Even though they were going towards Mo Qiqi, there was a difference between men and women, so they didn't say much, they just nodded and exchanged greetings.

In the past two months, he had talked with Mo Qi the most, and he became more and more appreciative of this Juren's knowledge and character.

Most of the time when she was not in the mansion, Gu Ningxi sat in the teahouse not far from the cramped small courtyard rented by Mo's family. She sat for half an hour or an hour, lost in thought on the teacup, until she was carefully urged by the servant.

No matter what, it's wrong to go to see Mo Qi's brothers and sisters by making up a reason like a madman and hiding his wife's knowledge.

Gu Ningxi knew that she had made a mistake first, and was full of melancholy that had nowhere to explain and no one to say, and finally broke out on a snowy night at the beginning of the month. She got up in the middle of the night and poured snow on her head, hoping for a cold sobriety.

Who knew he fell ill? It also caused the lady to take care of her for more than ten days. Even though she never complained, Gu Ningxi knew that He Niang had worked hard, so she felt more guilty.

What haunted him during his illness was still Mo's family affairs until he made a rough decision.

Today she recovered with great ease, the moment she held He Niang's hand, Gu Ningxi made up her mind to discuss the arrangements with Mo Qi first, and then she would come back at night and tell her everything.

As if the mist was cleared away, Gu Ningxi was so excited that she forgot to bring her servant and didn't even use the carriage in the mansion, so she left the mansion and went straight to Mo's small courtyard.

This afternoon, the two asked Mo Qiqi to talk for a long time. Mo Qi is willing to recognize Gu Ningxi as a brother-in-law with his younger sister, and accept Gu's support and support. In the future, he will help each other in the officialdom after he becomes a Jinshi. The younger sister's marriage is also entrusted to Gu Ningxi's attention to find a suitable household. People, get married before the age of twenty.

Gu Ningxi solemnly agreed, relieved of the heavy burden in her heart, the relationship has passed Minglu, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore, and he just regards Mo Qiqi as a somewhat special younger sister, what's wrong with it?

At that time, Gu Ningxi naturally didn't know that the young servant's knowledge books were detained, and he didn't know that Tao Xinhe was watching him and Mo Qiqi's farewell at the entrance of the alley.

Now that it's past half of the night and everything is quiet, I have to wait until dawn to talk to the person next to me.

Gu Ningxi sighed softly, turned to the lady, wanted to hold her catkin, but saw that she wrapped herself tightly, so she had to brush the thousands of strands of blue silk scattered between her pillows.

Taking advantage of the cold moonlight, looking at the head as cloudy and crow-colored, he felt that even the strands of her hair were beautiful, and if he carefully identified them, no one else could compare.

He secretly reminded himself that the mistake made tonight must not be repeated, otherwise he would be too stupid.

The drowsiness after drinking finally struck as if she was late. Gu Ningxi imagined that when the lady heard the ins and outs and found out that she had a new family of relatives, when the husband happened to be able to see the face of the female family member clearly, would she make fun of her or be flirtatious and coquettish.

No matter what, I just take care of myself. There is also the matter of rouge, which cannot be separated from the laughter and teasing of colleagues in the wine shop. I have to figure it out before I can explain it to my wife. Gu Ningxi meditated and gradually fell asleep.

After letting go of her worries, Gu Ningxi fell into a deep sleep very quickly, but she didn't notice that Tao Xinhe gently reached out from under the quilt, flicked her black hair from the side of her husband's face and hands, and tied it to her chest.

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