Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

The county magistrate smiled and refused. When he heard that they were fine, he took his men to do other things.

As soon as he left, Aunt Qian immediately told Li Xiaoyu about the county magistrate's wife.

"Hey, the lady is a good person. There was a drought here for a while, and the people had nothing to eat. She sold her dowry to give porridge to the people."

Li Xiaoyu listened to her as he walked.

"God loves to take away the lives of good people. The county magistrate's wife is such a good person, but she has an incurable disease."

Aunt Qian rarely sighs.

Li Xiaoyu sighed every time he heard her speak. He could probably guess why the county magistrate did not remarry even after his wife passed away for many years.

After the defeat today, they returned to the village and went their separate ways.

She took out a charcoal pencil and drew the expressions of the father and daughter today in her homemade little notebook.

After finishing the drawing, she flipped through the notebook.

I have only drawn more than 40 pictures so far, and more than half of this book is still to be completed.

He put away the sketchbook and took it back to the cabinet in his room.

She opened the small box and saw the papers stacked at the bottom. She hesitated for a moment, but finally took them out.

Shake the paper open and a charcoal-drawn right hand appears before your eyes.

The joints are distinct, and the knuckles are symmetrical and have tension.

Looking at the bamboo-thin scars on each knuckle, Gu Fei's words suddenly popped up in her mind: "There is a scar on the side of each finger, and you didn't even draw it."

For some reason, her heart suddenly tightened and she felt an uncomfortable palpitation.

As she tightened her fingers, wrinkles appeared on the paper.

Staring at her right hand on the paper, she pursed her lips and her eyes gradually became absent-minded.

Is he... okay?

Gu Fei was in a very bad condition. He would receive a letter every few months. The letters started out as two thin sheets of paper, but now they were getting thicker and thicker.

It clearly records Li Xiaoyu's rich life.

When he saw that she was getting closer and closer to the local young county magistrate because of her portrait painting, he felt as if he was shrouded in a layer of gloomy mist.

Before there was Li Fugui, and now there is another county magistrate.

Putting the letter on the table, he called the secret guard: "How is the arrangement of the people?"

The secret guard bowed and saluted: "My Lord, I have selected people according to his preferences and sent them over. They will arrive in the North in another month."

He waved his hand to signal the secret guards to retreat.

He called his confidant again: "Luo Feng, how is the teacher's matter going?"

Luo Feng knew that he was referring to finding a teacher for Gu Lin.

Ever since Gu Lin became the little emperor, Gu Fei has not found a suitable candidate, and he has been teaching Gu Lin in his own time.

"Your Majesty, I have sent someone to invite Elder Han, and he will be back in the imperial city in ten days."

Mr. Han was an old minister of the previous dynasty. He was heartbroken by Gu Chen's failure to interfere in state affairs, so he retired and returned to his hometown.

When he heard the word ten days, Gu Fei frowned.

Having been with Gu Fei for many years, everyone around him understands that when he frowns, it means he is in a bad mood.

After thinking about it, Luo Feng prepared to tell the prince something that might make him happy.

"Your Majesty, I have something to tell you."

Gu Fei fixed his eyes on the letter on the table and said coldly, "Speak."

"Your complexion has been getting worse since you reorganized the government. The Minister of Rites will hold a birthday banquet at home in three days. He intends to marry his eldest daughter to you, and specially invites you to attend."

With so many troubles going on, it would be strange if he had a good face.

In response, Gu Fei replied with three words: "Not interested."

Not only was he not interested, he also ordered Luo Feng: "Inform them to hold fewer fancy banquets and think more about seeking benefits for the people."

Luo Feng: "...Prince, I mainly want to marry my daughter to you."

The Ministry of Rites works for the royal family, and ordinary people have no access to them, so what benefit can they gain from them?

It’s only because he has been with Gu Fei for many years. If someone else said the following sentence, he would probably have lost his head.

Gu Fei glanced at him coldly. Thinking of the beautiful girls sent by some old guys, he felt annoyed. "I'm not interested. Don't let me see a woman in the yard in the future."

"You don't want a maid either?"

"you do not understand?"

The prince is unhappy and he is dissatisfied with everything. Let’s withdraw.

"I've made note of this. I'll take my leave now."

As the door closed, Gu Fei glanced at the paper on the table and walked to the window.

In November, the weather was cold and chilly.

Pushing open the window, a cold breeze blew in and swept across her face, but Gu Fei didn't feel cold at all.

He looked up at the dark, starless night sky, with one hand behind his back.

The deep eyes are filled with strong longing.

The woman's every frown and smile became clearer in my mind.

In the past eleven months, I thought I would forget about you temporarily because of my busyness, but every time I dreamed of you, your figure was so clear in my dreams.

Yet so blurry.

Just like a flower in the mirror, it will break at the slightest touch.

Wait for me a little longer, please...

Li Xiaoyu didn't wait for him, but before the New Year, he received the news that Li Fugui was going to get married.

She came back from the city today after handing in her drawings.

As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw a large table of food in the main room. She raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but say happily, "Oh, what day is it today? Fugui actually prepared such a rich meal."

She put down the backpack and was about to shout "wealth".

Li Fugui came out of the kitchen holding a bowl of soup, followed by a bright-looking and charming woman.

The woman had a good figure and was a head taller than Li Xiaoyu.

Visually, it looks fragile.

Li Xiaoyu opened his eyes in surprise. Where did this beauty come from?

Just as she was about to ask, Li Fugui's clear laughter came: "Xiao Yu, come in first, and eat while you talk."

When the woman saw Li Xiaoyu, she was also stunned.

It seemed unexpected that it was not a stunning appearance.

Just a little better looking than ordinary people.

Li Xiaoyu didn't know what she was thinking, so he nodded to her politely and said hello: "Hello, young lady. My name is Li Xiaoyu. What's your name?"

"My name is Ding Jing, you can call me A Jing or Xiao Jing."

"Okay, Miss Jing."

After washing their hands, they returned to the main room to eat. Li Xiaoyu looked at them sitting in the same seat and raised her eyebrows.

He didn't say anything.

During the meal, Li Fugui said to her, "Xiaoyu, I went to make a bed frame for someone some time ago. On the way back, I encountered bandits who wanted to hurt Xiaojing. I happened to pass by and saved her. All her family members died at the hands of the bandits, and she was the only one left."

While talking, Li Fugui and Ding Jing looked at each other.

Obviously in love.

"On the way back, we walked together. After spending more than ten days together, I was sure that she was the person I wanted to be with day and night."

Li Xiaoyu saw their state and she inexplicably thought of the scene in the novel where a hero saves a beautiful girl.

He nodded and asked calmly, "So you are ready?"

Li Fugui held Ding Jing's hand and smiled like a cheerful boy: "I want to marry her."

Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Li Xiaoyu's eyes.

She didn't mean anything else. She was completely shocked by their speed. From meeting each other to deciding to spend their lives together, so fast?

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and closed it again.

Li Xiaoyu's eyes moved quickly, and Ding Jing, who had been trained, caught it in an instant.

She asked gently, "Miss Li, you seem to have something to say."