Traitor Concubine Growth Manual

Chapter 72

Gu Zhi's kitchen is the same style as his house, it's as simple as hell.

How shabby exactly?There was nothing in the whole house except a large pot and a stove.

Chu Yan searched for a long time before finding a bottle of coarse salt on the window sill. While deliberating how much to pour into the pot, she was secretly surprised. After all, he is also a prince, and he has a good relationship with the prince, and he does not live in the palace. Run out to live the life of such an isolated ascetic.

Really weird.

Because of the lack of seasoning, she can only cook a fish soup rice. First put the fish in the pot to cook, then fish it out, remove the most tender and thornless fish belly, then wash the rice and put it in the pot to cook together .

Chu Yan has never cooked before in this life, but in her previous life, her parents left early and she relied on herself for everything, so her hands-on ability is not bad.

Fish soup rice... It is estimated that the two royal families who grew up in rich clothes and well-fed food outside have never eaten it.

After the rice was put into the pot, Chu Yan was not in a hurry to go back, and just stayed in this small space without moving.

Until another voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you cooking?"

She turned her head and saw Gu Qi standing at the narrow doorway, his slender figure blocking the sunlight outside.

She smiled softly at him, "Fish soup rice."

There was still smoke in the pot, and her smile was a little blurred in the mist, but it was more gentle because of it.

Gu Qi's heart tightened slightly, and he walked forward slowly, using his uninjured hand to straighten her temple hair, but he didn't say a word.

His movements were cautious and slow, as if he was afraid that she would accidentally turn into green smoke and slip away.

Chu Yan had a hunch that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell. What did the Sixth Prince tell him?
She lowered her eyes, but just happened to see his bloody palms, she was startled, and held his right hand, "Your Highness!"

Gu Qi hesitated to take back his hand, "It's not in the way."

"How can it not be a hindrance?" Chu Yan's face turned pale with fright. The wound was like a baby's open mouth, with flesh and blood turned out, and there were some broken porcelain pieces mixed in. The blood stains on the edge had solidified, but the flesh and blood in the middle were still there Bleeding incessantly.

"I'll bandage it for you!" She pulled his wrist out in panic.

Gu Qi's eyes were a little dazed, and then she let her pull him out without any further resistance.

He had always known her bravery and calmness.

She dared to fight the unruly and domineering Qingyang in the palace, dared to give him advice boldly to the court, dared to run up to him to criticize him when she misunderstood him, and dared to kill the fish herself.

Unlike ordinary women.

But right now, her panic and anxiety are all because of him, and her footsteps have lost her usual calmness.

After leaving the kitchen, Chu Yan left Gu Qi and went into the house alone to look for medicine, her movements were so flustered that from Gu Qi's perspective, her hands seemed to be shaking slightly.

"It's in the cabinet in the corner." Gu Qi reminded.

Chu Yan hurriedly squatted down, opened the old cabinet, and took out a basket of gauze and bottles and cans from it.

"Which bottle?" She turned around asking for help, her eyes were full of confusion and anxiety.

Gu Qi didn't know why he wanted to laugh, but he still held back, "The yellow bottle."

These things were sent by him personally because he was afraid that there would be some accidents when the emperor lived here alone.

Unexpectedly, the first one to come in handy now... was himself.

Chu Yan put the unused medicine bottles back into the cabinet, and walked out the door with only the basket containing Jinchuang medicine, gauze and scissors.

Gu Qi stood under the weeping willows in the courtyard, while Chu Yan casually put the basket on the ground, carefully uncorked the bottle of Jinchuang Yao, took Gu Qi's hand, and sprinkled it gently.

The white powder quickly melted into the blood stains, soaking the wound.

She felt that hand tremble slightly, as if she felt great pain, so she raised her head to look at him.

But that face was clear and peaceful, and his eyes were stable, he just locked her tightly, as if he was not affected by the wound at all.

Chu Yan was startled, and felt that there seemed to be something too deep and complicated hidden in his eyes, which made people almost sink in.

What did the sixth prince tell him?
How could he be hurt?
Chu Yan lowered her head in a daze, looked at his hand, "I'm going to pinch the pieces out...be patient."

She took the needle out of the basket and picked out the pieces one by one for him in the sunlight.

Gu Qi didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, just looked down at her fixedly.

Her eyelashes were very long, as if she felt his hot gaze, so she trembled slightly.

The tip of the nose is small and straight, like a sharp shoot in spring.

The lips were rosy and lovely, with a beautiful color, but because they were worried about his wounds, they were bitten by a row of neat white teeth, and their blood color was slightly lost.

Gu Qi didn't know how long she had been picking her up carefully, but he only knew that he had been looking at her for an eternity, and the more he looked at her quietly, the more clearly her appearance was imprinted in his heart.

He had married her, had her, and now he was going to hurt her.

The emperor's uncle was right, he wanted to suppress the Zhao family, he wanted to accept the harem, and he wanted to pamper the concubine, which one would not hurt her?

She is often stronger than him and looks like an upright person, but in the final analysis, she is still a fragile and sentimental girl.

Who else at this age is not pampered by her husband?

Only she entered the palace early and married him again. She didn't have to talk about all the hardships, and she had to learn to face so many unbearable things alone.

The mother is dead, but her husband is busy drafting and recruiting other women into the palace...

If she knew, could she still treat him with such heart and soul?
Gu Qi's wound was bleeding profusely, and Jinchuang medicine was sprinkled over and over again, and it all melted into the blood.

Chu Yan blinked, and tears fell, which just happened to drip on his wrist, warm and humid, like summer wind.

Gu Qi asked her, "Silly boy, I was the one who got hurt, why are you crying?"

"I watched...it hurts..." She choked up and said, more tears poured down.

Gu Qi seemed to have been punched, right in the center.

The nicer she was to him, the more painful he was.

But there was an indescribable sweetness in the pain, which suffocated him like poison.

Chu Yan sprinkled more Jinchuang medicine on it again, and this time it finally stopped the bleeding.

She shed tears silently, while bandaging his palm with gauze, and finally tied a bowknot reflexively...

When she noticed what she had done, she suddenly raised her head to look at him, embarrassed and aggrieved, with tears still streaming down her palm-sized face.

"Chu Yan...Chu Yan..." He heard himself chanting her name as if sighing, then lifted her chin with his intact hand, wrapped her waist with the other hand, and lowered his head to cover her. her lips.

The soft touch is like apricot blossoms in March.

She closed her eyes tightly, tears rolled down one by one, and also wet his lips, and the salty taste soaked into her mouth.

Gu Qi did not close her eyes, looking at the teardrops shining like jewels under the sunlight, those wet tears were all over her face, as if they were all covered by the sunlight, shining brightly.

She is crying.

Gu Qi kissed away her tears little by little, and then hugged her even harder, as if worried that she would disappear from now on.

In fact, what he was afraid of was that while he was locking her tightly, because of what he had done, Chu Yan, who cried and laughed for him today, would eventually leave him.

With the Mohe River as the background, the emerald green fragrant plants still glow with the luster of dewdrops, the sun is gentle, and the weeping willows are blowing lightly.

In front of the low fence, Gu Qi hugged her as if he was holding a treasure, and kissed her tenderly.

Occasionally, the wind blows, bringing the sound of swan geese.

Time freezes.

Gu Zhi didn't know when he was already standing in the room, looking at such a beautiful picture scroll, without saying a word.

He stood in the room, without sunlight, in darkness.

They hugged each other outside the house, the sun was warm and pleasant, and it was warm and pleasant.

All this is too far away from him.

finally--

The fish soup rice was mushy.

Gu Zhi ate the sticky soup and rice with the corners of his lips lightly, and said word by word, "The 'bump' rice that the princess made for me today is really something I will never forget."

lump……

Chu Yan glanced at Gu Qi guilty, Gu Qi returned a smile, and replied lightly, "It's as long as the emperor likes it."

He likes a fart!
Gu Zhi was very angry, he really failed the fish he finally caught!
After lunch, Gu Zhi, who was in a bad mood because he didn't eat delicious fish, went to the woods to look for agates.

"Will it be okay to go alone?" Chu Yan hesitated when she saw his legs even though she knew that he must possess special skills.

Gu Qi comforted her, "Don't worry, Uncle Huang has lived here alone for so many years, nothing will happen."

He silently glanced at the retreating figure, knowing well that the emperor uncle was leaving space for him and Chu Yan.

There is a lazy feeling on the body in the afternoon sun.

Chu Yan sat on the grass in front of the hut, resting her chin on the sparkling water of the Mo River.

Gu Qi walked to her side, "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking... It would be great if I could live in this kind of place for the rest of my life." She murmured, then raised her head to look at him, and added, "Together with His Highness."

Gu Qi was startled, then squatted down and scratched her nose, "Okay."

"Ah?" It was Chu Yan's turn to open her eyes this time.

"If you like this place, then let's bother the emperor for a few more days." He smiled at her tenderly and dotingly.

She said a lifetime, he said a few days.

Chu Yan took his hand, shook her head and said, "I'm just joking, Your Highness is the crown prince, there are so many political affairs in the palace that require you to do it yourself, how can you waste time for me?"

"If it's for you, how can it be called delay?" He sat beside Chu Yan, kissed her forehead, then looked at her, and softly called, "Chu Yan."

"Huh?" She looked at him with wide eyes, taken aback by his sudden seriousness.

Gu Qi looked at her seriously, and said word by word, "Although Mrs. Chaohua passed away, you still have me."

Chu Yan was startled.

But I heard him continue to say, "I know you were very sad after your mother left, and because of my hesitation, I couldn't come to accompany you in time. I'm sorry about this... but I won't do it in the future."

(End of this chapter)