Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are flying.

Dianchen stood in the courtyard of the Ling family for a long time. In the cold wind, he slowly closed his eyes, and his heavy breath fell gently in the air.

Finally, he made up his mind and ordered in a cold voice: "Jiang Qing, invite the old lady of the Ling family to drink tea first."

"Ah! What are you going to do, what are you going to do? God damn officers and soldiers, what are you going to do to my daughter-in-law—"

The swearing behind him gradually disappeared, Dianchen looked up at the sky, his originally handsome face was covered with a layer of tired shadow, he was still so young, only 24 years old, there was a sense of vicissitudes in his brows and eyes...

With a "creak", the door was pushed open.

Dianchen gently opened the white gauze curtain, sat down on the side of the bed, and saw the little swaddling baby lying beside the pillow, the baby yawned, his little mouth pursed, and after he was full, he snuggled up to the person to sleep contentedly past.

Dianchen looked at the little guy for a while, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth became softer.

And in the middle of the bed, the newly changed quilt covered the man's chest. It could be seen that his breathing was not very smooth, as if he was suffering pain even in his dream...

Slowly, a slender hand lifted the black veil.

This is the chin, thin, with clear lines, but it has lost the presumptuous and unruly way it used to be when it was raised high...

This is the mouth, the shape of the lips is beautiful, but it seems that there are countless sufferings falling on the corners of the mouth that are always slightly upturned, and it seems that it can no longer really smile...

This is the cheek, the outline is still three-dimensional, but it is already too thin to form, and there is no such thing as the rich and handsome son of the emperor's first prodigal son...

Dianchen was suddenly so scared, because he was afraid that he would not recognize those eyes, but he was even more afraid that he would recognize those eyes...

"!"

In the blink of an eye, Gu Qiao, who had been sleeping all this time, suddenly woke up and grabbed Dianchen's hand.

At the moment when the bodies touched, it seemed as if a vast amount of vicissitudes had passed between them. Gu Qiao's heart beat violently, struggling with the residual pain in his abdomen, he instantly rolled over and fell asleep, causing Dianchen's hand to stop in mid-air.

"Nan Su."

This is an affirmative sentence, not a question sentence. The man's palm pressed his shoulder from behind, and said in a low voice: "Turn around."

Even through the clothes, Gu Qiao could feel the coldness of the man's fingertips.

In an instant, the gentle sixth prince in memory finally overlapped with the cold general behind him.

Whether it's the former or the latter, they are all so dazzling, just a look can take people's minds away, but when Gu Qiao lowered his eyes in panic, he saw his fingernails, and there were not only blood stains, but also plaster that could not be cleaned in the future... …

He peeled off the bark, rummaged through the trash, and even picked up the gnawed and trampled fruit.

If he didn't have such hands, maybe, at this moment, he dared to turn his head and smile and say: Dianchen, don't come here without any problems.

"General."

Gu Qiao calmed down a bit: "I don't know you, and I don't know who the Nan Su you're talking about is either."

"you sure?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Nan Su is the general's wife."

Gu Qiao suddenly stopped him from removing the black veil, and continued.

"Although the two of you have separated, do you still love him or not? If not, why do you care so much about someone who looks similar to him? If you do, then you shouldn't just be here facing someone Strangers confide in their thoughts, but they should go to see him directly regardless of everything. Doesn’t the general know where he lives?”

Dianchen suddenly fell silent.

"I'm grateful that you delivered my baby last night, but I'm a man with a husband."

Gu Qiao was always like this, and the more lies he made up, the more smooth he said: "The general has seen my whole body, if he sees my face again, where will my husband's face be? In the future, I will often worship Guanyin and pray for the general, but right now, please leave..."

Dian Chen caught a loophole: "Why did you and my wife give birth at the same time? Such a coincidence?"

Gu Qiao asked back: "Could it be that only the general's child can be born today?"

This top hat is well covered.

Dianchen narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not speak after all.

After feeling Dianchen's speechlessness, Gu Qiao slowly loosened his frowning eyebrows and let out a light breath.

But what he didn't expect was that today's man is no longer the gentle gentleman who didn't fight or snatch, and didn't talk or argue. When he wants to get an answer, he will do whatever it takes——

Including stripping other people's wives.

"what!"

After a sudden exclamation, half of Gu Qiao's thin shoulders were exposed to the air.

Dianchen held him down, clasped his hands behind his back with two skillful strokes, and said in a deep voice: "You have to teach me how to survive in Jinling. Of course, if Nansu is you .Then let me see..."

Following his words, the clothes on Gu Qiao's upper body were torn apart bit by bit, and then——

The hideous scar was also exposed.

If the appearance, voice, and body were all coincidences, then this scar would never lie, because he was the one who treated Nan Su's wound with his own hands.

He used to sew up his eversioned flesh one by one, and in the process, a new wound was torn out of his own heart...

"Nan Su!"

Dianchen looked at him, at the newly added scars on his body, and suddenly shouted: "What the hell have you been doing all this time!?"

What can be done?The only thing he can do is to live, to live...

The later Gu Qiao has learned to swallow tears into his stomach.

Life is too difficult to give him any chance to cry, because his tears cannot be exchanged for food, nor can he be exchanged for a cheap oil-paper umbrella to protect him and his baby from the wind and rain in the rainy day...

He lived like this, he took what life gave him, and watched what life took away.

Sometimes when he really can't go on, he will comfort himself: Gu Qiao, it is because you have the ability to overcome that this test will come.

When you think about it, you've actually survived everything you thought you couldn't go through so far, haven't you?Gu Qiao, live on...

Live, live, don't forget, this is A Yao's wish...

But at this moment, when Dianchen looked at him angrily, he realized that he hadn't become stronger, but because no one wiped his heartbroken tears, no one asked him how warm the porridge was, and no one listened to his complaints. Sincerely, no one stands with him under an umbrella at dusk...

"Don't cry,"

Dianchen suddenly hugged him into his arms.

He couldn't bear the cry that he had suppressed for a long time, and finally let out his lips, the palace surrounded him, and his tears fell on the man's chest, moistened his armor, and rolled down one by one.

He wanted to speak, and there were many things he wanted to say, but when he opened his mouth, he could only make a broken choked sound.

Brother, do you know that my baby and I almost died several times, several times we were almost starved to death, some times we were almost beaten to death, my leg was broken, and Ling Fu found someone to pick it up later. OK

Brother, also, A Yao is also dead, I caused it, if not for me, he must still be alive.

Brother, but I have never dared to cry or scream, because my name is Gu Qiao...

"Why did you lie to me? Why didn't you come to me?"

The man hugged him so fiercely that he seemed to crush him: "You're out of your mind, you can't even send me a letter?"

Gu Qiao had never cried like this in front of him before, his body was trembling, and he could only shake his head over and over again.

Seeing this, the masculinity didn't go anywhere, so he could only say coldly: "Oh, you also want to come to see me, but it's a pity I didn't die, right? Every day I want to send me a wreath, but I can't find my grave ,right?"

Gu Qiao chuckled, but the next moment, his boiling heart suddenly turned cold.

The man is still very angry, angry that he will poison him in order to return to Qingyuan, and he is still angry until now...

Gu Qiao couldn't understand his anger, no one could easily let go of his behavior like himself.

But fortunately, Gu Qiao was the one who poisoned the man, not Nan Su.

Yes, there are some things that can no longer be concealed. If he lies again, Dianchen will bring him back to Qingyuan to confront him immediately. At that time, he and the baby will really have no way to survive.

Because after seeing the real Nan Su, he knew which way Dianchen would face.

If that person was an unbearable person, Gu Qiao would have risked his life to kill him, but that person is so beautiful and clean, even he would not be willing to drag him into the water, let alone Dianchen loved that person for more than [-] years. Year……

"Dian Chen."

Gu Qiao suddenly pushed him away, propped himself up and sat up on his knees, weeping and said: "Anyway, I have shared the bed with you, if you still have a little pity for me and the baby, just pretend you didn't see him Pass me, okay..."

Dianchen already had a bad premonition in his heart, and he pursed his lips and said: "I was just about to ask you, shouldn't you be in Qingyuan? So, who is the person who inspects the people's situation every day, and you found a substitute?"

Just one sentence broke Gu Qiao's defenses, and he felt a heart-piercing pain in his heart.

It's really no wonder that the man couldn't turn this corner, but the whole world didn't expect that King Qingyuan was so bold, and no one would believe that the eldest son who lived in Jinling for 18 years didn't believe in Nan at all...

Once, Gu Qiao thought that he was acting every day, but the most ironic thing is that his superb acting skills did not deceive the emperor and the people of the world, but deceived himself.

Even he himself firmly believes that I am Nan Su every day, who would believe that he is not?

——In this world, there is no one who can act more realistically than him.

"So, there can only be one of him and me."

In the end, Gu Qiao stopped crying, maybe because he felt the change in Dian Chen's expression, he had to become stronger again.

The baby was lying next to them, its small mouth murmured from time to time, as if it was having a good dream.

Until now, Gu Qiao has not had time to hug him well, the only person he has blood relationship with in this world - this is his baby, the son he gave birth with his life.

"Baby…"

Tears overflowed, Gu Qiao slowly stretched out his trembling hands, and finally picked up the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes. He looked at his small face and facial features, smiled slightly, and then raised his head to look firmly at Dianchen.

"Don't worry, I will never appear under the sun...Brother, can you give me a way to survive..."

At the end of his narration, Dianchen had lost the ability to speak. Faced with such a complicated and shocking situation, the man opened his lips several times, but he didn't know how to speak.

They are smart people and know what this sentence means.

As the sixth prince of Dayan, Dian Chen has become a strong contender for the crown prince now. From birth to death, he is destined to live in the attention of the world.

It is impossible for Gu Qiao to stand by Dianchen's side anymore, otherwise, both he and Nan Su would die.

But at this moment, the huge shock that Dianchen suddenly received couldn't slow him down.He used to think that he lost everything, but today they all came back, not only his baby is still there, but also his cub...

It turned out that the man had lived in Qingyuan for 18 years, and had waited for him for 18 years. He was trapped in a courtyard, making snowmen alone every year...

"call……"

Dianchen let out a deep breath, pinched the center of his brows fiercely, but still couldn't stop all kinds of pictures coming in his mind, shaking his head, almost bursting his brain.

In the end, he suppressed thousands of turbulent and complicated thoughts, his eyes were red, and he said, "Nan..."

To tear a person into two individuals, only those who have personally experienced it will understand his hesitation and difficulty at the moment.

The next moment, his long and slender hands were painfully inserted into the black hair. Even though he was wearing the most expensive and tough armor, his voice still seemed a little weak and trembling.

"Gu Qiao...let me calm down first..."