"Mrs. I will wait for you to wash it."
Taohong went up to remind Gu Han, carefully: "It's getting late, you can't stand the fatigue."
Gu Han said "yes" and sighed unconsciously, feeling a lot of worries.
Zhang Juling went to Changle Pavilion like this, and didn't even bring any changes to clothes... He loved to be clean so much, how could he do it?
I don’t know if my grandfather would ask him something?
Seeing her agree, Taohong called a few women to carry hot water into the peach wood bathtub, then mixed it with cold water. When the temperature was moderate, she came over and called Gu Han, helped her remove the hair accessories on her head and combed it.
After that, he poured some rose juice into the peach wood bathtub.
Gu Han took a bath for a while, and then Taohong took a hand towel to wipe the water droplets on her back.
"...You said, shouldn't I just mentioned the matter of having sex with the Third Young Master?"
There was no one else in the clean room, so Gu Han asked Taohong.
People are confused about things, and Taohong is smart, so she should see farther than her.
Taohong thought about it, but didn't say much: "You can't do anything about what your wife told me."
How dare she interrupt the matter of the masters?
Gu Han breathed a long sigh and closed his eyes.
Taohong was half right, but she didn't want to hear it.
It doesn’t matter if couples quarrel, quarrel, cold war or something. No matter how you live together, no one can even bite your tongue when they are too scared. What you fear most is that no one will bow their heads.
After a long period of stalemate, there was no barrier, and there was also barrier.
The evening breeze blows gently, and it is late at night and people are quiet.
When he was sleeping at night, Gu Han had a dream.
A very real and long dream, like an immersive one.
She saw Zhang Juling.
He is still young and handsome, but his hair is white.
A man was sitting in the West and drinking.
There was also a small elm-wood kang table on the couch, and a large ginger-colored embroidered branch-patterned pillow next to it... Everything was the same as she was when she was alive.
Zhang Juling sat on the left, and the brocade mat on the right was her tablet...
Don't know what's wrong?
Gu Han's tears flowed all over his face in an instant.
"You are in poor health. You have never drunk wine with me when you were alive. Are you willing to accompany me once now?"
Zhang Juling had two cups in full, and took one cup in front of her tablet.
Gu Han looked at his face against the sun.
Zhang Juling's eyebrows were bent, as if she was laughing, but her expression was as lonely as snow.
Her heart suddenly tugged.
At this moment, someone came in with a curtain. The sound should be the sound of the tree. He bowed and bowed and said, "Third Master, the old lady had a stroke in the middle of the night. Now she is lying on the bed and can't move... she can't even speak clearly."
Zhang Juling nodded calmly and asked casually: "Is it a secret way to drug the drug?"
Gu Han was shocked when he heard this. The old lady's name was Wang.
She remembered that in her previous life, when Zhang Juan got married and Zhang Jusi got married, Wang became an old lady from the name of wife.
Listening to Shuming's tone, Wang's stroke was not a temporary matter. Could it be that Zhang Juling did to Wang before she died?
"Don't worry, the third master, I'm looking for a close maid next to the old lady, so I'm sure there is no mistake."
Zhang Juling waved his hand and asked him to go down, then said, "... In the Liao family mansion in the north of the city, the matter of Mr. Liao raising a girl in a brothel must be reported to Zhang Jusi's ears.
By the way, the son born to Mr. Liao's outer room also found an opportunity to take him back to the Liao family... The Liao family has no grandson yet, so the old lady will be happy."
Gu Han looked up at Zhang Juling. Wasn’t the Liao family in the north of the city the one who married Zhang Jusi in his previous life?
What does Zhang Juling mean when he does this?
Shu Ming bowed his hand and walked out.
Since the third wife's death, the third wife has changed drastically.
It turns out that I could still endure the old lady and the fourth lady, but now I am completely desperate.
Zhang Juling did not ask anyone to serve him, so as soon as Shu Ming left, he became completely quiet during the Western Ji period.
“…Han’er.”
However, Zhang Juling spoke to the tablet seriously: "When you are alive, did Wang set rules for you all day long?
Do you really dislike it?"
"Since she likes talking so much, she won't be able to speak for the rest of her life."
He filled himself with a cup of wine and drank it all in one go, and said lightly: "I remember Zhang Jusi bullied you as a legitimate daughter, and I dare not forget a single bit!"
He said this but stopped talking. He reached out and held her tablet in his hand, rubbing her name over and over again.
The word "Han" on it was engraved by him personally, and blood from his fingers dripped in.
Gu Han fully understood why Zhang Juling did this.
After Zhang Jusi married into the Zhang family, her first child was a girl and she drank a lot of medicines to nourish her body, saying that she would definitely give birth to a boy if she was a second child. As a result, after ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a girl... The Liao family wanted to have a eldest grandson, but Zhang Jusi did not give birth to a son after three years, so she asked Mr. Liao to take a concubine... But Zhang Jusi is used to being domineering alone, how can she bear it?
He forced Mr. Liao to disagree and had a big fuss with Mr. Liao's mother for this matter.
At that time, Kyoto was a joke.
Zhang Juling is worthy of being the leader of the Pavilion Master. He thought about people's thoughts... He pushed all the things Zhang Jusi hated the most to her, so that even if she hated her, she had to endure it. The mute eating berberine... This is the highest level of torture.
Lingchi's execution is always more painful than one-size-fits-all.
Whether it is Wang or Zhang Jusi, Zhang Juling, doing this is to avenge her.
"... Since you left, no one remembers to pick the shredded ginger in the meal for me."
Zhang Juling muttered to himself, "Han'er, I miss you."
And Gu Han finally couldn't help but whimper in a low voice.
It was already dawn, Qiaozhen came in with hot water. As soon as she hung up the curtain, she saw tears on Gu Han’s face at a glance.
She was startled and quickly snatched a hot veil to wipe her face.
Gu Han slowly woke up.
The scenes in the dream were clearly after her death... Why did she dream?
It doesn't seem fake either!
Zhang Juling lived alone, which was also very hard.
She looked up at Chengchen, but she made up her mind.
Zhang Juling felt unhappy, and at worst he could just whisper and coax her... Her rebirth in this life might be God who made her and Zhang Juling perfect.
Because Zhang Juling didn't watch, Gu Han had a very perfunctory breakfast, and put down his chopsticks with a bowl of white porridge and a boiled egg.
Before she went to Guihuayuan to pay tribute to Wang, she waited for Zhang Juling for a while... she thought that he would come back to change clothes, but she didn't.
When he arrived at the Osmanthus Garden, Wang had just gotten up and was still having breakfast.
Gu Han stood aside to serve her.
"You're going backwards today?"
Mrs. Wang asked while drinking a tremite soup handed over by Gu Han.
"My wife thought she had nothing to do in the house, so she came over to talk to her mother."
Gu Han smiled and said, "...Does my mother want to eat buns made of mushrooms or buns made of vegetables and tofu?"
"You are a filial man, and my mother knows it in her heart."
Wang waved his hand and said with a smile: "My stomach is a little full, so I won't eat it anymore."
The man named Qiangu was standing in front of him to serve him, but Wang did not mention her.
"I see that my mother doesn't eat much, is it because breakfast is not suitable for her taste?"
Gu Han said, "You seem to have drunk Tremella soup..." She dreamed of the ending of Wang's previous life, and when she looked at her again, she always felt something strange.
Wang explained: "I do this every morning, with a full stomach and I don't eat much."
After a while, the big room came to pay his respects, and Ning still held Brother Chun in his arms.
Xu Yu took the girl and the woman removed the breakfast.
Brother Chun was wearing a crimson-red koi embroidered summer clothes. When he saw Wang, he was babbling and reached out to her to hug him.
Very lively.
Very cute.
Wang loved the eldest grandson, so he didn't let go when he hugged him and kissed him several times.
Brother Chun probably felt that his cheeks were itchy and he giggled.
Dance and joy.
Gu Han looked at it for a while, then sat down next to Ning and talked to her.
Some girls served hot tea and dessert.
After not having enough time to finish half a cup of tea, Zhang Jusi came over with a smile, and Zhang Ling and Zhang Lu were also with her.
When Zhang Jusi saw Chun Ge'er, he also went to tease him, pinched his fat hand, and scratched his palm.
Brother Chun didn't know what Zhang Jusi was going to do to him, and looked at her with wide eyes.
Zhang Lu smiled at Gu Han slightly. Wang was sitting on it. She sat upright in her position, not daring to move around.
Zhang Ling is older, more steady than Zhang Lu, sitting upright and straight with a small waistline.
Gu Han couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it was not easy for a illegitimate girl to live well in order to please her mistress...
Zhang Lu and Zhang Ling are still so young, but they learn more thoroughly than Zhang Jusi.
"If the third brother and sister are bored, you can go to Jingwu to sit down. Let's talk seriously, both of us sisters-in-law."
Ning smiled and said to Gu Han: "Anyway, as long as Brother Chun is here in Jingwu, it will be very lively."
Gu Han nodded: "Okay... I like Chun Ge'er too."
Ning is a good person. She never stumbling on her in her previous life and she is gentle.
Wang hugged Chun Ge'er for a while and then handed it to the wet nurse beside him.
She heard Gu Han's words and said, "...You should give birth to one as well. After all, offspring is the most important thing, so it's better to be company with Brother Chun."
She knew that the third wife was in poor health, so she deliberately told her.
Gu Han looked at Qiangu in front of him, remembering what Wang said yesterday, and just smiled.
The sun shines on the hourglass placed on the windowsill, and the hour has arrived.
When Wang met the mansion's manager, he let everyone scatter.
Gu Han entered Qiulan Pavilion from Xijiaomen, and Taolu ran over, "Mrs. Young Master, the third young master came back. Seeing that you were not here, he changed his clothes and left."
"Did you say anything?"
Gu Han talked to her while walking towards the front room.
Taolu shook her head: "...no."
Gu Han was a little disappointed.
Chapter completed!