After marrying a rough man, I played mahjong to support Shoufu

Chapter 219 Draw a full stop

The voice from behind carried the vicissitudes of the years, and also contained the sighs of the past, which made Gu Lanshu's footsteps pause.

Lanshu?It's so sweet and kind.

Shen Xian turned around and looked at the person in front of him with curious eyes.

The middle-aged man was wearing a purple official uniform, his complexion was slightly marked by the ingenious workmanship of the years, his light brown eyes were like autumn leaves on the side of a lake, looking at Naoko was saddened.

"Your Excellency?" Shen Xian couldn't help asking.

Meng Jin flicked his beard, his eyes still fell on Gu Lanshu, but Gu Lanshu's eyebrows were a little embarrassed, and she refused to turn around.

Seeing her is like seeing an old friend, Meng Jin sighed quietly.

"It's just Lan Shu's old friend. Since Lan Shu doesn't want to see each other, it's better not to ask."

Meng Jin turned around, and his eyes, which had been through vicissitudes, seemed to have been damaged by the cold winter wind again, and became even more dim.

Looking at the depressing atmosphere, Shen Xian could vaguely smell gossip in her heart, but she was not easy to inquire about the matters between the elders, so she could only suppress her curiosity.

Hearing Meng Jin's footsteps gradually drifting away, Gu Lanshu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Xian'er, let's go."

"Ok!"

Shen Xian didn't ask any more questions, and helped Gu Lanshu to walk by the cold windy lake.

The willow branches on the shore of the lake have been stripped of their crisp coat by the winter, leaving only the rough and mottled old skin, but the white heart wrapped by the bark is still missing.

In silence, they walked for a long time.

Gu Lanshu stopped and let out a long breath, which condensed into white mist in the air and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Gu Lanshu's preoccupied appearance, Shen Xian felt that she needed to talk.

"Mother, if it's not something extremely secretive, why not just spit it out quickly."

Gu Lanshu glanced back, seeing Meng Jin no longer visible, she sighed softly.

"Twenty years ago, my mother was well-known in the capital, and there was an endless stream of marriage proposals. This Meng Jin was one of them..."

The already yellowed story was narrated by Gu Lanshu. Shen Xian imagined the plot in the story and added color to the picture.

Twenty years ago, Gu Lanshu was the best pipa player in the capital, and her reputation spread far and wide.

Gu Lanshu's father, Gu Chang'an, had already entered the Hanlin Academy when he was not in doubt, and he was in full swing. It is unknown how long he will become the prime minister.

Therefore, the Gu family jumped up and became the upstart in the capital.

At that time, Gu Hanlin had ambitions in mind, and naturally wanted to be the prime minister with one person under ten thousand, but in order to achieve this step, the official connections must be clearly managed.

In the big family, marriage has become the most effective way.

Ever since, Gu Hanlin chose among the noble children in the capital, and chose the eldest son of Meng, Meng Jin.

Although it was the order of her parents and the words of the matchmaker, Gu Lanshu still heard her father's arrangement and met this young and talented son of the Meng family.

When Meng Jin was young, he was humble and polite. He had admired Gu Lanshu for a long time in his heart. Under his passionate pursuit, Gu Lanshu also had a good impression of him.

One day, Meng Jin came to the door and gave Gu Lanshu a golden hairpin as a token of love, and this scene happened to be seen by the concubine Wang at the time.

What happened later, Shen Xian also knew that for his status in the Gu family, the Wang family murdered Gu Lanshu's biological mother, and then abducted and sold Gu Lanshu to a brothel.

After listening to this, Shen Xian understood why Meng Jin had that expression just now, it turned out to be a story left in the youthful years, and it didn't come to an end.

Shen Xian stopped slowly and grabbed Gu Lanshu.

"Mother, since the past can't be changed, why not give him an ending, it's better than letting him remember it and feel sad."

Gu Lanshu sighed quietly, pressing her palm lightly on her heart.

"It's not that I haven't thought about what you said, but I just don't know how to face him."

Shen Xian stretched out his hand to gently caress Gu Lanshu's back, and comforted him: "It's okay mother, if you have something you want to say but can't say, just tell your daughter, and she will help you share it."

Hearing this, Gu Lanshu's rippling gaze finally became firm.

Gu Lanshu took out a red cloth-wrapped hairpin from her skirt and gently placed it in Shen Xian's hand.

On the shore of the sparkling lake, the chilly wind turned into Meng Jin's neck.

Back then when Gu Lanshu disappeared mysteriously and returned to the capital, Meng Jin always wanted to see her, but Gu Lanshu kept quiet and rarely showed up outside.

Meng Jin wanted to meet Gu Lanshu today to get rid of the regrets of the year, but Gu Lanshu didn't want to look at him.

"Master Meng stay here."

A voice as clear as an oriole came, and Meng Jin was in a trance for a while. He turned around suddenly and saw Gu Lanshu smiling at him as before.

Shen Xian waved Meng Jin's eyes in a daze.

"Master Meng?"

Another call brought Meng Jin back to his senses. The scene in front of him was different, and the person standing in front of him was clearly Gu Lanshu's daughter.

"Oh, so it's you."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Meng Jin raised a bit of aura, he must not look lost in front of the juniors.

With a smile on his face, Shen Xian nodded slightly, and took out the golden hairpin with both hands.

"Master Gu, my mother asked me to give this to you."

Looking at the golden hairpin, Meng Jin remained silent for a long time, then silently took the hairpin away.

Meng Jin understood that the story between him and Gu Lanshu was over.

After sending out the hairpin, Shen Xian stood tall and graceful, "Besides that, I have a few more words for Master Meng."

"Please tell me." Meng Jin held the golden hairpin tightly in his hand and carried it behind his back.

"In the past, all the flowers are in vain, and the years have passed. Please, Mr. Gu, forget about the old man."

After hearing Shen Xian's words, the Meng family smiled softly, and this smile was full of mixed flavors.

"Please tell your mother that there will be no more friends in the future."

After finishing speaking, Meng Jin turned around and walked forward with heavy steps.

Shen Xian felt deep sadness from Meng Jin's body, he was not wrong, and neither was Gu Lanshu, it was all a fate woven by chance and coincidence.

"Master Meng, this junior also has something to say."

Meng Jin stopped, and turned his face to the side with a slightly cold look.

"You don't think you want to teach Meng a lesson for your father?"

Seeing Meng Jin's misunderstanding, Shen Xian hurriedly bowed and saluted, "How dare I, junior, when Master Meng met my mother, I was not yet born, and I have never seen the love that Master Meng used, so how dare I talk about teaching you a lesson."

These words made Meng Jin a little surprised, he turned sideways and asked quite concerned: "Then what do you want to say?"

Shen Xian smiled softly, like a breeze blowing willows, in Meng Jin's eyes, how similar she was to Gu Lanshu when she was young.

"Although I haven't seen the love used by Mr. Meng, I understand your infatuation today. It's just that not all emotions in this world are between men and women. Mr. Meng might as well try to be friends with my mother."

"friend?"

"Well, stealing Fusheng's half-day leisure, drinking half a cup of red sleeve tea, wouldn't it be a great pleasure."

(End of this chapter)