Taohong, who was serving lunch, stood in the room. When Qiaozhen and his grandma saw that their masters didn't speak, they even looked at their noses and their hearts, and they didn't dare to show off their magnanimity.
Zhang Juling finished drinking the soup, "You all go out."
The sound is clear and gentle.
Taohong glanced at Gu Han, pulled Qiaozhen and the others, bowed and bowed, and left.
Gu Han didn't need to look at it to know that Zhang Juling was angry. He always looked like this, and the more angry he was, the more dull he was.
It seems like I don't care.
In fact, it was not the case. He was just suppressing it and buried it in his heart.
Apart from the sunshine shining through the inner window and the breeze passing through the hall... the east-speaking room was quiet and silent, and only the two of them were left.
Zhang Juling got up and walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside with his back to Gu Han, and asked, "Do you want to bring me a concubine?"
Gu Han said "yes", his voice a little hoarse, "...It's not possible without children."
She didn't know how to explain it, and she felt that Zhang Juling would be even more angry if she didn't say anything.
"Yeah?"
He faintly.
Gu Han nodded, and realized that he couldn't see it, so he replied: "Yes."
Zhang Juling turned around and looked at her with sharp eyes: "Why?"
“What’s why?”
Gu Han was stunned and felt a little sad.
She was used to Zhang Juling treating her unconditionally.
If his attitude is a little tougher, she can't stand it.
Habits are really terrible things.
"Why do you have to let me have children with others?"
Zhang Juling's handsome face was full of self-deprecating: "Last time, my mother wanted to stuff someone in the third room, and you asked me the same question. It's been so long..." He paused and said for a long time: "I thought my concept was expressed clearly enough, but you still couldn't understand it."
He is not afraid of anything.
Just fear.
The person he loves does not have him in his heart.
"……I don't."
Gu Han bit his lower lip, "Husband, it's not what you think."
"What do I think?"
Zhang Juling pressed step by step and walked to Gu Han: "Do you really know what I'm thinking?"
Gu Han couldn't speak.
In her previous life, she lived in her own world, complaining and mourning, and only herself was herself in her heart and eyes. She was unwilling to understand Zhang Juling, and even more unwilling to put herself in her shoes.
And in this life, when she wanted to do something for him, she seemed to do something wrong again.
"Why don't you speak?"
When Zhang Juling saw his wife, she felt even bitter when she saw her, “Or you don’t care about me at all.
It’s because I don’t care, so it doesn’t matter who I have a baby, right?”
"No."
Gu Han shook his head: "I care..." Her eyes heated up and tears were about to flow down.
After experiencing death and rebirth, she actually became much less likely to see anything.
But Zhang Juling is different. Once her misunderstanding about Zhang Juling was resolved, she understood him better, and also understood his intention and sincerity towards him... But some history cannot be changed.
For example, Gu Qing married Wang Zhiyuan in his previous life, and the same is true in this life.
For example, Gu Xi married Changping in his previous life, and this is still the case in this life.
For example, she could not have conceived a child in her previous life, and three years of this life have passed, but she still has not conceived.
Perhaps, in six years, she will inevitably die because of this and that...
If things inevitably happen again... Zhang Juling really needs a child to spend the second half of his life.
There is hope for having children... Gu Han doesn't want Zhang Juling to live alone like in his dreams.
Gu Han sighed, "It is precisely because I care about you that I hope a child will really appear..."
"shut up!"
Before Gu Han could finish his words, Zhang Juling interrupted: "All talk nonsense."
The logic of the wife's speech is not working at all.
He tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest, calmed down for a while, and then said, "It's not your turn to have a baby with others, it's up to me to make the decision. I have to agree."
After Zhang Juling finished speaking, he left the East Speaker room without looking back.
Taohong and the others were guarding the door. When they saw Zhang Juling leaving, they picked up a curtain and entered the house.
The two of them quarreled just now, and they all heard it.
Gu Han was crying silently.
"...Mrs. Young Madam, you are in poor health, stop crying."
Taohong poured a cup of hot tea over, "You can take a sip and moisten your throat first."
Gu Han waved his hand: "No, I don't want to drink it."
You all retreat, I want to be quiet."
"Mrs. Young Master, don't think too much..." Qiaozhen was a little panicked when she heard this, looked at Qiaoling and comforted her: "The third young master is angry, and his words will inevitably be too extreme, and it will be fine after a while."
They both served Gu Han for the longest time, and they knew how sensitive and thoughtful she was.
"Yes."
Qiaoling also nodded quickly, "I look at it. The Third Young Master is the best person to you."
"I know."
Gu Han wiped his tears with a veil, "I'm tired now..." As he said that, he got up and went to the Western Ji room.
She didn't want the girls to see their fragile appearance.
Taolu had just taken two steps forward. Taohong grabbed her, looked at Gu Han, and whispered: "Let's go out first.
The young lady may have to think about something…”
Tao Green nodded.
Several people collected the leftover food on the table, called the little girl to come in and clean it, and then left the door one after another.
It was only three minutes after noon, and the sun was still very big outside.
It was late spring and early summer that all the strong servants began to wear single clothes.
Yang Ruo was having a meal, and Zhang Juling came in with a curtain. Without saying a word, she sat straight across from him.
He filled himself with a glass of wine without saying a word.
Drink it all in one go.
Yang Ruo looked at him in surprise: "What happened?"
Zhang Juling is not a drunk person, and he doesn’t feel emotional... What’s wrong?
Zhang Juling didn't reply, and after drinking one cup, poured another cup. After drinking three cups in a row, Yang Ruo held his hand.
"You are not a person who often drinks. Don't drink so hard, and eat some food to serve."
Yang Ruo said: "Be careful, it's uncomfortable to get drunk..."
Zhang Juling waved his hand to block him, his face darkened, "It's not that I haven't drunk it."
When he was in his hometown in Jingzhou, his grandfather would drink a drink every time he had dinner and often called him.
He didn't drink it often after he came to Kyoto, but it didn't mean he couldn't drink it.
Yang Ruotao's eyes narrowed, Zhang Juling's words were really easy to guess.
He ate lunch with Gu Han. Before half an hour had arrived, he turned back to the study to drink... It is common for others to drink, and Zhang Juling is a person who will never drink until he is in trouble, but this time he drinks like this... Could it be that the couple had a fight?
It shouldn't be.
Gu Han's soft and weak face appeared in Yang Ruo's mind. Hasn't she always cared about Zhang Juling?
The few times he had contacted Gu Han, she maintained Zhang Juling between the lines... This natural state is the most unfair.
Yang Ruo thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so he said to Zhang Juling: "...Don't drink it yourself, pour me a cup."
Zhang Juling did as he said.
"Shuzhi, don't keep it in your heart if you have anything to do. You can tell your brother."
Yang Ruo and Zhang Juling clinked the cup.
Zhang Juling drank alcohol and was not dizzy.
He smiled, "No", should he tell others that his wife doesn't care about him?
How to say it out loud?
His face is not as thick as that.
When Yang Ruo saw that he refused to say anything, he stopped asking.
If Zhang Juling doesn’t want to say anything, you can’t even pry your mouth open even if you use pliers.
Deshun came in from outside: "Young master, I wrote a letter from the mansion, saying that his wife went to Huang Shangshu's house in the north of the city to watch a show, and fell in love with Huang Shangshu's daughter... She has invited her back to the mansion to be a guest.
He also said, let you go back as a companion..."
"Shangshu Huang, the north of the city?"
Yang Ruo turned his head and looked at Deshun.
Deshun didn't say anything, but Zhang Juling responded: "Is it talking about Huang Ke, the Minister of Rites?"
"Do you know him?"
Yang Ruo asked again.
"I've met... He is one of the invigilators for this year's examination."
Yang Ruo said "Oh", it was true.
He picked up a chopstick and put the chicken in his mouth.
He has heard of Huang Shangshu's daughter, with beauty and talent... He is a famous talented woman in Kyoto.
"Young Master, don't 'oh'... Let's go home quickly."
Deshun smiled and said, "I have a premonition. Maybe you will really fall in love with Miss Huang this time."
Yang Ruotao's eyes bent and she laughed and scolded him: "Nothing to say."
Can you decide my business?"
"Slaves dare not."
Deshun acted to slap himself in the face.
"Go back, don't let your family wait."
Zhang Juling knew about Yang Ruo's situation and waved his hand: "This Miss Huang is famous and worthy of you."
"It has nothing to do with being worthy or not being worthy or being talented..." Even though he said that, Yang Ruo still stood up and said goodbye.
After leaving the study, he stood still and looked at Zhang Juling in the room. He was not interested in Miss Huang and the like. The reason why he promised Deshun to go back was because when Zhang Juling said the word "worthy", he actually thought of Gu Han.
In an instant, cold sweat soaked the spine.
Who is Gu Han?
It is Zhang Juling's wife.
He also advised Wang Zhiming to dispel his delusions... Isn't it that he himself?
Like is a strange and most harsh thing.
Yang Ruo didn't know when she was moved by Gu Han... Did it come from the times she helped her?
He shook his head.
He couldn't figure it out either.
The clouds are one after another, and the blue sky is becoming more and more clear.
Zhang Juling sat in the study until the evening before returning, and the smell of wine on her body was very strong.
"Are you back?"
Gu Han was bent over and inserted rose buds into the blue and white porcelain vase with branches and patterns. It was bright yellow and had a unique beauty.
The fragrance of flowers is rising.
Zhang Juling stood beside her and watched her tidy up her branches with scissors, and said softly "um".
"I'll put a bottle in your study later. It looks good and smells good."
Gu Han felt relieved when he saw Zhang Juling coming back.
I'm afraid that he wouldn't reply overnight like last time... he couldn't even speak individually.
The blue and white porcelain vases are wrapped in branches and patterns, and are a pair of dowry brought by Gu Han from the Gu family.
The night before, it was placed on the bed.
Zhang Juling still said "yes" and sat on the Xiangfei Concubine's collapse, which was considered to be agreeable.
“…Go and boil the sober soup.”
Gu Han handed the scissors to Taohong and ordered.
Taohong should have "yes" and went to the kitchen.
"Need not."
Zhang Juling looked faint: "I'm not drunk."
Gu Han looked at him, his face turned red and he was still quibbling.
She had heard others say that people who were drunk would not admit that they were drunk...
She thought for a while and poured a cup of tea, "What are you dry?
Do you want to drink a little?"
Zhang Juling frowned, and Gu Han spoke to him like coaxing a child.
Chapter completed!