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

The so-called way out means that they never meet again.

However, Dianchen couldn't do it.

It was for him that he went down the mountain, and it was for him that he took off the Buddhist beads. Even after he left, everything he did was to put it bluntly for the sake of being able to meet him with pride one day...

However, now suddenly there is another him.

A gust of cold wind blew "swish", blowing Dianchen's black hair at the temples, the man walked out of the bedroom, raising his hand to press his brow while walking, looking sharply at the road under his feet——

His confrontation with his own father, his reputation of fighting back alone without a family connection, his efforts to mediate the conflict between Qingyuan and the royal family, all these things are done because he believes in one truth: every kind of predicament has at least one There are ways to solve it!

But at this moment, he felt a certain difficulty.

There is no doubt that Nan Su's mother and two older sisters only recognize Nan Su as King Tuozhen, and Gu Qiao is doomed to stand in the shadows.

Gu Qiao is well aware of this, so Dianchen has never received any calls for help from him. After the reunion, he also downplayed those difficulties——

But Dianchen is not blind, he can see the crack in his tiger's mouth.

Dian Chen doesn't want to think about who he loves more now, he just wants to keep Gu Qiao and Bao Bao by his side and give them more care.

The key is, how to stay?

He has already stood in the spotlight, and Diansong and others' eyeliner see him more seriously than his own wife, even if he wants to take off the light, the villain Diansong may think that he is hiding his power and biding his time again.Once he handed over the military power, it's hard to say whether his life will be his own in the future, so how can he take care of Gu Qiao?

So, find a safe place to put Gu Qiao and the baby down?

No, no, as long as he is by his side, there is no real safe place...

Overthrow, start over.

As he walked towards the entrance of the village, the wind became stronger, and it hurt his face when it blew. Dianchen frowned, his face was frighteningly gloomy, and his whole body was almost chilled. Even the guards who were on standby behind him did not dare to get too close to him.

Dianchen changed his own path in his heart.

He couldn't keep Gu Qiao by his side, so what about putting it in a remote place?But what is the difference between this and not asking, should the funds be exchanged, should he visit them?

Whether these risks are big or small, if it is not triggered, it means hello, me, hello, everyone. Once it is triggered, the consequences will be disastrous, and he can't afford to bet on any eventuality...

Overthrow, start over.

The only way seems to be for him to hold the power in his own hands so that both sides can be preserved.You can give Gu Qiao a sum of money first and get it back later, but is Gu Qiao willing to do this?And the baby will never be able to have a father in the future, is the baby willing?If he wanted the baby to appear under the sun, he could only take the baby away from Gu Qiao...

No, he can't...

Even more desperate, he suddenly thought of something: he would be the emperor at that time, and he would definitely have contacts with Nan Su, and he even had to consider whether Nan Su was willing...

Going around in a circle seems to be back to the original point.

——Sixth brother.

——Sister-in-law.

Dianchen suddenly pressed the center of his eyebrows and closed his eyes.

The only way is to let Gu Qiao go?

He had a firm mind all his life, but at this moment, he was like a general who lost his arms and could no longer fight on the battlefield, his eyes were blood red, and he let out a desperate scream.

Overthrow, start over.

Overthrow, start over.

Overthrow, start over...

Obviously, the man has pushed himself into a desperate situation, as if it is his fault that he can't take care of either party.

But in fact, what did he miss?

He loved one person all the time, but that person suddenly split into two. He was stunned and at a loss, but he had no choice but to accept all this helplessly, and even had to do it for the old Qingyuan King. Audacity to pay the bill...

He didn't even realize that he was also a deceiver.

And just when the man couldn't make a decisive decision for the only time in his life, Gu Qiao took a deep breath, got up and got dressed, leaving only a letter.

He understands the sadness of a man, this time, he took the initiative to let himself out.

Dianchen is obviously very experienced, although he left, he asked the soldiers to guard the doors and windows of the bedroom.

However, Gu Qiao escaped from the roof with the baby in his arms.

After sliding along the tree trunk to the path, he simply passed the soldiers generously and walked to the south of the village, because no one except Dianchen knew who he was.

Life is a constant reunion and a constant farewell.

In fact, there is nothing to regret, the only regret is that he can't say goodbye to the Ling family properly, but right now his leaving without saying goodbye is the best protection for them, and no one knows whether Qingyuan's people will come after the wind...

But fortunately, he can finally not ask about the return date.

The horse neighed softly, Gu Qiao put on a gauze hat, lowered his head to protect the baby's small face in the swaddle, and walked with the rein in hand.

He could understand everything, and this was the reason why he left voluntarily, but he still couldn't convince himself: when Dianchen's eyes wavered for the first time, he knew that they were over.

After all, a relationship is a matter between two people. If there is one more person out of thin air, it will inevitably appear chaotic and crowded.

During those days when we didn't meet each other, at least he could lie to himself that the tenderness belonged to him alone, and the man's eyes, fingertips, and chest were still his territory.

But during Dianchen's departure, he knew that they would never think that each other was irreplaceable as before.They will never love as hard as before, until they cry...

——Luck and misfortune both have an end, everything is safe and happy, I wish you and me.

—Brother, this is the last time I call you that.

As the sun sets, a gust of autumn wind blows, yellow leaves fly in the sky, horses move forward slowly, and the man with the hood above him gradually goes northeast, and finally disappears under the vast night.

May I ask you when you will return from here?

"……drive!"

The horse neighed and galloped forward immediately. At this moment, Mu Yue left the gate.

……

On the clock tower, colorful fireworks pressed down on Gu Qiao, and the man cupped his face: "Happy new year, lady, make a wish."

Just as Gu Qiao cried in front of him, he felt very ashamed, so he thought angrily: I hope I can get rid of you quickly, and I will definitely set off a hundred firecrackers that day to celebrate that I no longer have to obsessively remember to return your favor...

The sound of firecrackers became louder and louder, and Gu Qiao suddenly burst into tears, and the pictures hidden in his memory suddenly burst out, waking him up.

"Yeah, eh..."

Gu Qiao opened his eyes, only to see the baby looking at him, with glistening saliva hanging from his mouth, speaking tenth-level baby language: "Yeeeeeeeeee, %$#@%^&*, yo~"

Gu Qiao couldn't understand at all: "..."

And the next moment, he was pleasantly surprised: "Ah, baby, you will turn over!"

The sun pierced through the morning fog and slowly rose. Gu Qiao held the baby and opened the window to have a look. It turned out that there was a wedding party passing by on the long street outside. Living.

After feeding the baby, Gu Qiao sat on the second floor by the window and tied her hair in front of the mirror as usual. Her jacket was half undone, revealing half of her collarbone.

The little guy was still picking at his clothes, but he looked at the sky outside, fearing that it would be late, he quickly picked up the baby and patted his little butt: "Spit up again."

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the pierced ears of the person in the mirror seemed to be closed.

When Gu Qiao went out in a plain long gown, he saw that the wedding party had gone far away, only the country shopkeepers and fishermen going to the market kept passing by the port here, shouting long tunes.

The baby's eyeballs were almost rounded, and his little hands moved forward to grab it.

Gu Qiao smiled, and had no choice but to ask a peddler, "How do you sell the windmill?"

There was a gentle breeze, and the fragrance of ink filled the air. In a simple school, the childish laughter of the students woke up the little fish in the pond. They popped their heads out and wagged their tails, looking curiously at everything on the water.

"Mr. Gu!"

A 14-year-old boy named Yu Rong circled around Gu Qiao and asked, "Have you slept well these days? Is the medicine my cousin gave you any good?"

Gu Qiao hugged the baby in one hand and sorted out the books in the other, and said with a smile, "The medicine is excellent, thank him for me."

Yu Rong's younger sister smiled and said: "My cousin's medicine is very effective, I also took it, and slept until dawn."

"Even if you don't take medicine, you can sleep until dawn."

Yu Rong made a sharp cut, and exposed his younger sister, saying, "Everything my cousin brings is good, even medicine, you have to rush to take it. You are so eager to get married when you are only [-], you are shameless."

Yu Xiaoya stuck out her tongue: "Why are you ashamed, anyway, I will marry my cousin when I grow up, what are you afraid of?"

These words were crisp and clear, but made Yu Rong blush.

The young man coughed in embarrassment, decided to look at Gu Qiao, and said something serious: "Anyway, I'll send two sets to my husband tomorrow. You have to take care of your body, or we will have to suspend classes."

After Gu Qiao nodded with a smile, he signaled them to sit down and prepare for the quiz.

Most of the fishermen in the neighborhood couldn't afford to send their children to expensive private schools. Gu Qiao came here at the beginning of the year and took over the job of teacher.

Although the little ink in Gu Qiao's belly can't teach the children how to make beautiful articles, but several gentlemen have run away before, either because they dislike the fishy smell on the children, or because the salary is too low. Is the only one willing to stay.

After all the students sat upright, Gu Qiao put the baby into a crib with fences on all sides, and then moved the crib to the back of the school, then whispered: "Xing Xing, daddy is right next to you, be good, don't worry about it." Disturb your brothers and sisters, okay?"

The baby seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand, just looked at him, trying to shake his chin to play.

Gu Qiao chuckled, got up and walked to the front, and began to pose questions to the students.

It’s true that he can’t make much money here, but firstly he likes it here, and secondly, the baby is still young, so he can’t live without him. After hearing that his wife passed away and he brought a baby alone, the old gentleman leniently agreed. He took the baby to school——

There is no such treatment elsewhere.

Time passed quickly, and the children had just finished school as soon as the sun was slightly above the head. They had no choice but to help their family members catch fish and weave nets.

After Gu Qiao packed up the exam papers and went back to the attic he rented, he boiled some water to bathe the baby.

In the gentle sea breeze, Gu Qiao's clothes were dragged on the ground, his sleeves were rolled up, and he squatted beside an ebony basin, scooping up a ladle of water.

The baby is chubby, although he is still very small, but his hands and feet are very strong, his eyes are very similar to him, with curved peach eyes, and the whites of the eyes can hardly be seen when he smiles.

The little guy is half leaning on the ebony basin at the moment, holding a string of small bells in his hand, the tinkling of the bells is very crisp.The baby kept patting the water according to the rhythm, splashing Gu Qiao all over. Whenever Gu Qiao dodged, he clapped his hands and giggled happily.

"Xing Xing is good, don't make trouble."

Gu Qiao tried to communicate with the child, but the child didn't agree with it. His two fat legs kicked wildly, and most of the water in the basin spilled out.

"If you make trouble again, I will beat you."

Gu Qiao's upper body was already completely wet, and his clothes were still dripping wet. The baby raised his head and babbled, as if trying to refute him.

Gu Qiao had no choice but to wash the baby up quickly, dry it, apply prickly heat powder on it, and then put it into small clothes with a sweet smell.

As dusk gradually fell, Gu Qiao knocked on the door of Aunt Shen's house next door: "Ma'am, I brought Xing'er over here."

Aunt Shen is sixty this year, and she gave birth to three sons, and each of the three sons gave birth to three sons. The aunt took nine grandchildren with her every day, and said to everyone: "Why am I not dead, why am I not dead... ..."

Things are going well now, there is one more Gu Qiao's son every day.

Aunt Shen reached out to take the baby, crying and crying: "What crime did I do? Mr. Gu, I have mentioned it to you several times, just meet my niece, you are a big man." How to bring stars every day, my niece told me, I don’t think you have children..."

Gu Qiao turned around with a decisive smile, waved his hand as he walked, and said, "Let's talk about it later, I'd better trouble the aunt first."

Most of the people living here are low-level people, but after walking through a few main streets, it is a completely different scene, with BMWs and cars everywhere, shadows on the temples, the boss on the street grinning, and several big gold teeth.

Most of the seafood caught by the fishermen was sent here for the bosses to pick and choose, and then served on the tables of the nobles—but just a few streets away, several types of people lived in one city.

Gu Qiao walked forward, and after passing through a row of restaurants, the hustle and bustle gradually disappeared.

The smell of incense powder in the air is getting stronger and stronger, but the girls haven't gotten up yet, and they seem a little silent.

Carrying the makeup box, Gu Qiao walked into this red-light district familiarly.

Yes, you have to earn some extra money.

The gold-swallowing beast he raised only eats but doesn't vomit, like a brave...

"Candied haws—"

In the distance, a peddler's voice suddenly stopped Gu Qiao's pace.

After a long time, he smiled quietly, and continued to walk away from the candied haws vendor, as if he had never heard the cries.