Biluo brought a cup of tea, "Madam, drink some water to moisten your throat."
Qiao Lanxin reached out to take it, and just as she was about to drink it, Gu Bochuan's voice suddenly came from the yard.
"Mother, why did mother drive her son to Aunt Ying? Bochuan only recognizes mother. Bochuan knows that mother has just given birth to a younger sister and it is very hard. She will work harder in the future to prevent mother from worrying about my studies. Please. The mother asked her son to move back to Qingyunju and stay with his mother." After Gu Bochuan finished speaking, he knelt down.
Qiao Lan frowned.
Thinking of those vicious conspiracies and lies, Qiao Lan felt nothing but disgust for Gu Bochuan.
"Madam, the eldest young master is here again. I will send him away now." Biluo was also filled with indignation.
"No need," Qiao Lanxin said softly while blowing tea foam, "Just pretend you didn't hear me. If he wants to kneel, just let him kneel."
As soon as Gu Bochuan knelt down, it was night.
In the early winter of November, the sun was setting, and the wind was extremely cold on his body. Gu Bochuan's knees hurt, and his whole body was shaking. He wanted to remember the pain at this moment and the feeling of being under someone else's roof.
A young man should have great ambitions and ride a horse across the plains.
So the grievances he feels at this moment are nothing. He will not live under someone else's roof for the rest of his life. One day he will stand out. One day...
This time, no matter how distressed Cuizhu was, she didn't dare to act rashly. Success or failure depended on this. With Bochuan kneeling like this, she thought that Qiao's cruel heart should be softened.
Unexpectedly, until the sun went down, there was no movement in Qingyunju.
Cuizhu's teeth were so full of hatred that they almost broke into pieces, "Qiao Lanxin, it was you who was ruthless and unrighteous in the first place, so don't blame me..."
…
In the evening, Gu Jing'an, who always went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, came. He asked Gu Bochuan to get up, "You go to the west wing and wait for me. I will go and plead with your mother."
"Thank you father."
Gu Jing'an also had a small piece of clothing in his hand. Before entering the house, he looked at the clothes in his hand, as if he was making an important decision, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.
"Lan Xin, my mother specially sent someone to sew a dress for Shengsheng. Put it on and see if it fits."
[Mom, there is poison in these clothes. They think you don’t want Gu Bochuan anymore because you have me, so they want to get rid of me as a stumbling block. 】
[I died miserably. My whole body was full of ulcers and pus. It was so miserable that I even vomited blood in my throat from crying. Wuwuwu, mother, I don’t want to wear anything, I don’t want to wear it. 】
Gu Shengsheng only wished that he couldn't stand up, otherwise he would have to beat this scumbag father to the ground.
Qiao Lan was filled with hatred. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her.
Gu Jing'an felt a little guilty, "Lan, Lan Xin, why do you look at me like this?"
Qiao Lanxin used a smile to cover up the pain in her heart. She lowered her eyes and said, "I heard a story a few days ago and I want to tell you."
"what story?"
"It is said that in ancient times, a couple gave birth to a pair of twins. The father originally favored sons over daughters, and the sons also strived for success. For the sake of his son's future, the father insisted on sacrificing his daughter. Do you think this beast father did the right thing? "
Beast father! I just barely pointed at him and scolded him.
Gu Jing'an naturally couldn't stand his old face, because he behaved the same as the beast father in the story, but he was confident that Qiao Lanxin would not know anything. If he were asked to answer with conscience, he would make the same choice. After all, compared with the prosperity and glory of the family, his daughter's life is nothing.
But of course Gu Jing'an would not say now, "Of course not, my daughter's life is also her life."
[Dad lied. He was clearly thinking that his daughter’s life was not worth mentioning. 】
"It's just like our little voice, how could Daddy let it go?" Gu Jingan smiled like a father, his voice had been growing for more than ten days, and it had become more and more beautiful as it grew, making it difficult for people not to like it.
"Come on, let daddy hug you," Gu Jingan took the little cotton-padded jacket again, "Daddy will help you put it on in a while to see if it fits you."
This is what the old lady told me. You must see the child put it on with your own eyes.
[Go away, I don’t want to be hugged by my scumbag dad, go away, go away...]
Mrs. Qiao hugged her first and said, "How can Master Hou know how to hold a child? This newborn child has soft bones and is not easy to hold."
"Biluo," Mrs. Qiao called the maid again, "My little lady is hungry, please carry her down to breastfeed her." She didn't trust this bitch to hold her daughter.
A cold feeling filled Qiao's chest, and she looked down at the small green clothes that Gu Jingan had given her.
"This color is really nice. It's a coincidence. Shopkeeper Wang from Qian'er Embroidery Pavilion gave me a few pieces of material to look at. One of them is the color of Shui Tian Bi. I also want to cut a lining for you, but I don't know how. Whether the color suits you or not, I’ll just take a look.”
As she spoke, Mrs. Qiao picked up the poisoned piece of clothing. Knowing that the inside of the clothing was poisonous, she deliberately pointed it at Gu Jing'an's neck.
The skin on the neck is exposed.
Gu Jingan panicked, "Any color..." He wanted to push Qiao's hand away.
"Goodbye, husband, color is the most important thing when clothes are flattering." Mrs. Qiao rubbed the clothes on Gu Jing'an's face again, "It would also look good as a hat. My husband is white. This color is really great."
Gu Jing'an panicked and stood up suddenly, "Hey, Lan Xin, I suddenly remembered something. My father went to the study." He hurriedly walked out and went back to take a shower.
Gu Jing'an just opened the door and saw Gu Bochuan waiting at the door of the west wing, and then he remembered the other purpose of his trip.
"Also, Lan Xin, what's wrong with you recently? You make Bo Chuan kneel down every three days. You're still a child after all." Gu Jing'an said.
"I never asked him to kneel."
"Bochuan just wants to come back to you."
Ms. Qiao raised her head, and her voice became colder, "If you want to come back to me, can you kneel down and not threaten me? One by one, you have come to charge me."
Gu Jing'an didn't know where Qiao's temper came from. Logically speaking, it was her freedom whether to adopt Gu Bochuan or not.
Gu Jingan had no choice but to go out and scolded Gu Bochuan, "Come with me. Your mother has just given birth. You should sympathize with her hard work and not cause her any more troubles." Gu Jingan deliberately said it loudly, which made Qiao Lan feel sad. hear.
He winked at Gu Bochuan again, asking him to follow quickly.
After kneeling for two full hours, the bluestone pavement was rough and his knees were swollen, Gu Bochuan limped back to Renshouju.
Of course he will not move to Aunt Ying's place and temporarily live in the old lady's Renshou Residence.
Seeing that Gu Bochuan's knees were swollen, the old lady and Cuizhu were heartbroken, "Quick, go get the doctor."
"Madam, she has such a cruel heart, how could she make Bochuan kneel down for two hours?" Cuizhu kept chanting.
Gu Bochuan said nothing, he was deeply scheming. In his opinion, kneeling for two hours was nothing. It was a big deal if Mrs. Qiao's heart was not softened by her kneeling for two hours.
…
At this time, Qingyun was in the house, and Qiao Lanxin couldn't wait to ask Biluo to take the clothes to find someone.
"Shopkeeper Tong of Huichun Hall has a close relationship with the Qiao family. You can secretly take the clothes to see him. Remember, don't let others know."
"Yes, ma'am."
Late at night, Biluo came back shaking, knelt on the ground with a plop and started crying, "Master, he has such a cruel heart."
