Border Cook

A cold autumn rain.

After the rain stopped, the autumn wind was bleak and cold.

When the dark clouds dispersed, the moonlight poured down through the window and onto the desk, appearing exceptionally soft and hazy.

Xiao Luoan, who was reading a memorial, stopped writing. After a pause, he put down the memorial in his hand, got up and went out.

The ground in the yard was covered with fallen osmanthus flowers.

This makes the originally subtle fragrance become particularly strong.

Xiao Luoan couldn't help but sniffle.

Since he was a child, he loved the fragrance of osmanthus the most, but hated the time when osmanthus flowers were in full bloom.

Because every time this time came, the weather would get colder day by day, and his clothes were not warm enough, so even during the day, he had to wrap himself in a quilt in the house to keep warm.

There was never enough charcoal in the room, and at night he had to sleep together with his mother and sister to feel warm.

The food sent from the kitchen was always cold, so his stomach was always uncomfortable.

The weather was too cold, even colder than the friendship between the royal family and the palace.

It was on such a cold day that his mother, his sister...

He felt that the world was colder.

The cold makes life despair.

But despair can give people courage.

The courage to live.

He began to become more cold-blooded than anyone else, and to calculate everything in terms of gains and losses.

Everyone is a stepping stone for him to move up.

He gradually gained some foundation, and the cold was no longer enough to make him sad.

But he still hated autumn.

Until one day, he met Cen Ying.

A person who seems to be as cold-hearted as him, not caring about anything and only focusing on his own mission.

But beneath her coldness, she has a fiery temper.

She is loyal, selfless, and dedicated...

Many times, he even felt that it was beyond her own responsibilities.

He felt that she must have feelings for him.

But since she hadn't pointed it out, he wasn't sure and didn't dare to speak first.

If he didn't speak, she would still be there.

At least, not until he reaches a high position.

But everything will never go as he expects.

He had never thought that the wedding would involve such a big incident, and he had never thought that the emperor would also notice her. How to place her became a very difficult matter.

He came up with a good idea. He sent her away for a few years on the pretext of taking care of government affairs, and then he could bring her back openly when things were settled.

This matter can also test her thoughts.

But she refused, saying that she had someone she loved.

He felt it was fake, but also felt it was true. After several years of suspicion, he finally couldn't suppress his inner speculation and secretly sent someone to inquire about her.

She was married, as he had mentioned at first, and her husband's surname was Gu.

Gu Jingchuan is a man of outstanding literary talent and he passed the imperial examinations. Now he is the county lieutenant of a county. He is an upright official and prudent in his work. He and his wife love each other very much and they live in harmony, which is enviable.

When the news reached the capital, he was stunned for a long while and actually felt a little unwilling.

He regretted not expressing his feelings directly at the beginning.

If she hadn't had so many concerns at the beginning, she would probably still be by his side.

He even wanted to ask her for confirmation and what she was thinking at the time.

In this way, you can feel completely at ease.

He had thought of a reason to ask for leave from the emperor.

But the moment he stepped into the palace, this thought instantly disappeared.

What's the point of really asking?
If she really let it go, his aggressive questioning at this time would only drive her and her husband apart and make her life difficult.

If she hadn't let go, and was willing to give up everything and come back with him...

The palace is so small and narrow, but it houses so many people.

Once you're in, there's no freedom anymore.

You have to always remember your identity, abide by palace rules and etiquette, have children, and engage in intrigues...

This is not the life she wants.

It wasn't the life he wanted for her.

Just like the osmanthus planted in the yard, the reason why it can grow so lush is because it is planted in the yard.

If transplanting into a pot, move it into the house.

It will probably grow and bloom, but definitely not like this one.

Flowers bloom and leave their fragrance. Admiring and smelling them is already a great gift. If you still want to pick or chop them...

He lowered his head and watched more osmanthus flowers fall.

After a long time, people were ordered to collect all the osmanthus flowers under the tree.

It was dried and made into sachets and placed on his desk.

He only wished her a smooth life.

Everything goes well. (End of this chapter)