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    There was a lot of commotion last night, and at dawn, several aunts knew about it.  Aunt Luo specially came to see her, but she didn't dare to say anything. She just sat and drank tea.  Gu Jinchao kept talking to his mother.

    Over at Tongruo Tower, Aunt Guo pondered for a long time after hearing the news.  Then he went downstairs to chat with Aunt Du, but Aunt Du was sitting in the main hall chanting Buddha. She offered a statue of Guanyin, the Great Merciful and Great Compassion, in the main hall, and she burned incense and chanted sutras for many years.

    The girl had tea. Aunt Guo took it in her hand and spoke to Aunt Du: "Let's go and help a few words. Madam has treated us well over the years. I don't think it's possible to harm Aunt Yun."

    Aunt Du muttered the scriptures, but what Song Miaohua said was in her mind. She shook her head and said: "Don't mix in. You have always been wise to protect yourself, so don't fall in now. Whether it's Madam or Aunt Song Then  Are we worthy of it?"

    Aunt Guo thought about it and thought it was true. Aunt Du didn't even get involved, so how could she be easy to talk to?  As usual, he went to greet Mr. Ji and returned to Tongruo Tower as if nothing happened.

    But Gu Dezhao never came.

    Mrs. Ji became tired after a while, and she didn¡¯t get a good rest at night either. She opened her eyes and looked at the sunlight cast from the fan.  He was obviously very tired, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.  Seeing Jin Chao's worry, she smiled at him and said, "I remember what you said last night. Yuping's matter is not that simple. I will tell your father"

    Jin Chao saw that her mother's hand was holding the corner of the brocade quilt, and she knew that she was not relaxed.

    However, Mrs. Ji watched Gu Jinchao not looking away for a long time, then let go of the brocade quilt, reached over and pulled her tightly, and said with a smile: "My sister Chao is already more capable than my mother, and you are more like you."  Grandma I wonder if you met your cousin Ji Yao last time you went to your grandma's house"

    Grandma must have told her mother that she wanted Ji Yao to marry her.

    Jin Chao said, "I've seen it before."

    Mrs. Ji smiled and nodded, "Ji Yao is a talented person, gentle and politeAlthough you have never liked him, he is also very good."

    Jin Chao smiled helplessly: "As my mother said, if you like cousin Ji Yao more, I will ask my grandmother to ask him to accompany you."

    Ji laughed and held her hand tightly: "I don't like anyone except my Jin Chao."

    At this time, Mrs. Xu opened the curtain and entered the west room, saluted and said: "Madam, the master is here."

    Jin Chao looked at the slightly slanting sunset outside the window and breathed a sigh of relief.  If my mother had made it clear to her father earlier, she would not be so confused.

    When she stood up, Gu Dezhao happened to come in. Jin Chao took a look and found that his face was not very pretty.  He bowed and said: "My father is well, but it is rare for you to come see my mother. My mother is seriously ill. Please talk to him for a while my mother will also feel better."

    Father should know what happened last night.  She wanted to persuade him to consider her mother's health when speaking.

    Gu Dezhao faced Jin Chao, who couldn't keep a straight face after all, so he nodded and said, "You and Xu's mother go out. I'll talk to your mother alone for a while."

    The fan in the west room was closed. Gu Jinchao walked to the door of the main hall and asked the girl to bring the embroidered embroidery pier and sit down.

    Gu Dezhao looked at Ji for a long time.

    She is no longer young, her face is sallow and thin, and the interlocking veins can be seen in her hands on the brocade quilt.  There were already a few strands of white hair in her black hair, hidden in the little clasp she held up.  When he saw her for the first time, she was so delicate and beautiful. Where had that Ji Han gone?

    Why did the years pass by like this? When Song Miaohua was still young and beautiful, she had become like this.

    Gu Dezhao was not unreasonable when he thought of this.  He had been thinking about Juliu Pavilion for so long, just thinking about the past between him, Ji, and Aunt Yun.  But whenever he thought of the blood on Aunt Yun's body when she died, and how pale and miserable she looked, Gu Dezhao became angry with Ji again. Even no matter how sick she was, he had a kind and even malice, feeling that Ji was the one to blame.  a feeling of.

    He finally spoke: "You should know everything about last night. Sister Chao stopped Yuping at the Chuihua Gate. I heard from the nursing home."

    Mrs. Ji looked at his face. Gu Dezhao was nearly forty years old, but he looked even more calm and handsome. No wonder Aunt Luo was devoted to him.

    She nodded: "I know, sir, please come and sit down and talk."

    Gu Dezhao said coldly: "Sit down and talk? Let's forget it. I'll say a few words and leave."

    He kept staring at Ji, but he still couldn¡¯t figure out how she could bear to harm Yun Xiang, who had always treated her extremely well!

    "Let me ask you, Yun Xiang's death was; Ms. Ji felt that she should be very sad, but she felt nothing.  But my hands were shaking so much that I couldn't hold on to the quilt, and I couldn't breathe in my chest.  She closed her eyes, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes to her temples, very cold.

    It seems that it is useless to say anything, what kind of affection.  Gu Dezhao had been with her for twenty years, but he misunderstood her in this way.

    Ji murmured: "Although I don't trust Yun Xiang anymore, I didn't harm her I didn't put the rhubarb into the medicine myself, it was Aunt Song who made it It's just that I didn't think of telling you  ¡­Why don¡¯t you believe me?¡±

    Gu Dezhao sighed: "You want me to believe you, do you think you can be trusted? I have been alienating you all these years, not only because of Aunt Yun's death, but also because of your own temperament. If you really get sick, I'm afraid you will die early  I've had it several times. You know how weird this disease is Don't use your disease to win favor, it makes me feel even more disgusted with you."

    It took a long time for Mrs. Ji to regain her composure, but when she finally heard his words, she smiled.

    Using your illness to win favor?  Fortunately he could figure it out.

    She spent all her years with this person, but Gu Dezhao had aunts one after another.

    Mrs. Ji turned her head and looked at the half-opened fan. There was a clump of poppies blooming just right outside.

    One year spent similar, each year is different.

    Gu Dezhao finally said coldly: "Aunt Yun is dead after all. If you still have some conscience, you should blame yourself every night!"

    He put his hands behind his back and looked at Ji quietly, "There is no more love between us as husband and wife. Ji Han, you should rest in peace and recuperate, and don't cause any more trouble Actually, I was in the study and wrote several pieces of paper.  I wrote a letter of divorce, but in the end it was all burned up. Not for you, but also for Sister Chao. She will always get married"

    Gu Dezhao left Xixiaoyuan.

    Mrs. Ji stared blankly at the flowers outside the window. The sun shone slantly in, but she couldn't feel a trace of warmth.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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