Back To My Husband’s Youth

When he heard the news, Gu Wuyou was grooming the mirror.

She didn’t sleep well last night, her face looked a little pale, lest her aunt looked back and looked worried, she naturally didn’t dare to enter the palace like this, she just heard the news when she wanted people to dress her up well. The hosta fell to the ground and broke into two halves on the spot.

She turned her head.

Looking at Bai Lu who was speaking in disbelief, she said dumbly: "What, huh?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Gu Wuyou had a small face and hurriedly got up and walked outside. He didn't care about dressing up, so he drove in the direction of the palace with the carriage.

She was so graceful as a child, and no one prevented her from entering the palace any time before, but today, the carriage was stopped as soon as it arrived at the palace gate... something like this happened in the palace, and even the morning dynasty was cancelled. Now, how can people still enter the palace at this time?

She had no choice but to go home first, planning to ask her father about the situation.

Gu's family had already received the news.

Seeing her return home, Gu Wuji knew that she must be because of something in the palace, so he withdrew from the crowd, poured a cup of tea personally, and asked her to calm her mind first, and then said to her: "I was also stopped by someone today. Outside the palace, I don’t know what is going on inside the palace.”

His face is actually not pretty.

He grew up with Xiao Dingyuan since he was a child. Between them, there is not only the righteousness of the ruler and the minister, but also the brotherhood. Now that he is poisoned, how can he not be anxious? But no matter how anxious, you can't mess up your position, especially can't make your daughter worry in vain.

"Don't worry, there are so many doctors in the palace, and he will definitely not be in trouble."

"Furthermore..." Gu Wuji pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "If there is no bad news coming, it means that everything has a chance to be saved. You should go back and rest. If there is anything, I will send someone to talk with you. you said."

Gu Wuxian was so confused, how could he rest well?

But in this situation, no one knew what was going on in the palace. No matter how anxious she was, she couldn't get the answer, so she had to listen to her father's words, accompanied her grandmother for lunch, and went home.

On the way back.

Gu Wuyou leaned on the pillow and twisted her eyebrows. Bai Lu knew that she was still anxious, so she persuaded her softly, "Don't worry, didn't the Lord Guo say it? If there is no news, it means good news. Your Majesty is true. Nothing will happen to the emperor."

"you said,"

Gu Wu asked in a sorrowful voice, "Who would it be?"

She curled her eyebrows and thought carefully, "The people who serve the uncle are all old people in the palace, and there is Father De'an next to him. Every food has been carefully checked by people. Who has such great ability, can Break through and check, let the uncle poisoned?"

Bai Lu stood from her own perspective and said, "That must be someone close to you."

"A close person?" Gu Wuyou raised his head and frowned. "What kind of person is close?"

Bai Lu replied softly: "For example, Grandpa, Young Master Nine, Grandpa Guo, Miss Seven... If they give you food, the slaves will naturally not check it." After she said this, her voice suddenly stopped and her face changed. changed.

Gu Wuyou also changed his face.

She sat up with a pillow in her hand, looked at Bailu's pale complexion, and asked with a trembling, "What did you think of?"

"Slave, slave maid..." Bai Lu's voice was panic, her face whiter than winter snow, her lips trembling, but she couldn't say a word.

Gu Wuyou also had an absurd conjecture in her heart, but before she thought about it, she shook her head and said, "Impossible..." It is impossible to be the prince's brother. She grew up with the prince's brother. What kind of character does she have? I don’t know the most.

But the situation now...

The prince's elder brother had just been reprimanded by his uncle, and his uncle was even more displeased because of the courtiers kneeling. Now there are rumors in and out that the uncle is afraid that he may be dissatisfied with the prince and is planning to choose another crown prince.

In this case, the prince brother did have the motivation to poison, but she knew what the prince brother was, and she was sure he would not do it, but...what about the others? Gu Wuyou pursed his lips and looked at Bai Lu, "Who did you think it was?"

"The slave servant..." Bai Lu bit her lip and gritted his teeth to meet Gu Wuyou's gaze. "The first slave servant thought of it was His Royal Highness."

really.

Gu Wu worry sank and didn't speak.

Even Bai Lu thinks so, let alone someone else? She suddenly had an absurd idea. She felt that these recent events were like being pushed by someone behind the scenes, from Beidi’s infringement to the courtesy kneeling, and now the uncle was poisoned.

These things seem to have nothing to do with each other, but they just give her the feeling that someone has laid a net and waited for them to jump down.

"master……"

Seeing her look ugly, Bai Lu hurriedly persuaded: "Maybe things are not what we imagined, you...don't scare yourself first."

Gu Wuyou's red lips pressed slightly, and instead of answering her words, he pressed his voice and said to her: "You send Lin Qing to stare at the gate of the palace. If you have any news, please report it immediately."

"……Yes."

Gu Wuyou was worried all the way, but after returning home, he lost his mind. Knowing that his grandmother must also be worried about the affairs of the palace, he went to the main courtyard first, so he was relieved, and said a few words with Mrs. Yin before returning. hospital.

And this time.

A teahouse in central Beijing.

Jing Yubai did not wear official clothes today. He only wore light ordinary clothes. He boarded the box on the second floor. When he saw the man standing in front of the window, his eyes were dim, but he did not speak, but entered without changing his face. The house.

"coming."

Zhao Chengyou heard footsteps and turned around.

Looking at Jing Yubai, he smiled and said, "I thought Brother Yubai would not come."

"Master Zhao sent me a note like that, and threatened Jing with an old friend from the south, so I should be sure that I can't not come." Jingyu's old smile was hanging on her white face, even if she said something like this, I never changed my face. I usually sat on a chair against the guest, poured two cups of tea before asking someone, "I wonder what Master Zhao wants me to do for you?"

Hearing what he said, Zhao Chengyou didn't speak for a while, but silently looked at the man in front of him. After a moment, he laughed again: "So I always like to get along with smart people, easy and effortless."

He sat across from Jingyubai, held the cup of tea but didn't drink it.

Just took out a note and placed it in front of Jing Yubai, "This is where the old man in your family lives now. Speaking of this, I can't help but praise Brother Bai. If I go one step late, I'm afraid that this deceased person will not exist long ago.

"Brother Yubai..."

Zhao Chengyou's slender fingertips tapped the tea cup, looked at the person, and chuckled: "It's really a good method. In order to preserve the glory of the Jing family, even the kindness of the old person can be ignored."

Jing Yubai turned a deaf ear to the sneers in his words, glanced at the note and looked back, took a sip of the strong tea, and faintly repeated: "What does Master Zhao want me to do for you?"

"Since Brother Yubai is so refreshing, then I'll speak up." Zhao Chengyou shook the tea cup in his hand, "I want Brother Yubai to send me a letter to Li Qinyuan..." Seeing him looking up, he finished. A few words, "A letter for Li Qinyuan to come back right away."

Jing Yubai finally changed his face when he heard this.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, his long fingers clasped the tea cup in his hand, and looked straight at Zhao Chengyou. Thinking of the changes in Beijing this time, he said in a deep voice, "You are the one behind?"

Zhao Chengyou smiled and said, "Brother Yubai really looks at me very highly."

He doesn't seem to mind what Jing Yubai thinks of him. He still held the tea cup in his spare time, blew the tea foam slowly, and whispered in a low voice, "How can Zhao have such great skills? Zhao, he is just being with others. It’s just a game of chess. Who knows whether people play chess or the game decides the people?"

"What if I refuse?"

"Hmm." Zhao Chengyou seemed to think about it, then raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly: "Brother Yubai is a wise man, and you should know what is best for you."

"The deceased from your family, the Yushi from the Shen family at the time, was just for helping to say a few words and was deprived of his official position by your majesty. If people know that the Sacred Heart’s Jing Shoufu secretly hides that person, you Say, what would your majesty think of you, and how would others think of you?"

He took a sip of the tea, probably because he thought it was good, so he drank another sip, "Brother Yubai, in fact, I always feel sorry for you."

"Obviously you are the most powerful person but you have been suppressed by Li Qinyuan. Your good brothers look like you are good, but if something happens, they must first think of Li Qinyuan..."

Zhao Chengyou looked at Jing Yubai pitifully, seeing that his indifferent expression was mixed with a touch of color, and then smiled: "In fact, it doesn’t matter if Brother Yubai refuses to write. As long as I spread the news about Beijing, you say you Will that good brother come back?"

"I, I just think Brother Yubai is really a good friend, and I want to make a good deal with Brother Yubai."

After he finished speaking, he put down the tea cup in his hand, "Note, I'll leave it here for you. People in the other courtyard, I can also help Brother Yubai remove..." Zhao Chengyou walked to Jing Yubai's side and patted lightly. He lowered his shoulder and sighed: "Zhao really hopes to work with Brother Yubai in the future."

"You do so much for Gu Wuyou?" Jing Yubai said.

The sound of footsteps in the room suddenly stopped, and the brisk expression on Zhao Chengyou's face finally changed after hearing these words.

Seeing him like this, Jing Yubai knew in his heart that he had guessed correctly. He didn't say a word, just got up holding the note, and then didn't even look at Zhao Chengyou, and walked straight out.

After he left--

The dark guard long breath appeared behind Zhao Chengyou and whispered: "Master, can he write?"

Zhao Chengyou seemed to have finally recovered, holding his hand behind him, watching Jing Yubai's leaving figure, and said lightly: "Yes, no one likes to be blocked by others' light all the time. King Jin is like this, so is Jing Yubai."

He played this game of chess, it was nothing more than human nature.

"How is she?"

Knowing who he was asking, Chang Xi replied in a low voice: "Princess Leping has just returned from Gu's house and his face is not good."

Hearing this, Zhao Chengyou twisted his eyebrows, but it was only a moment before he gritted his teeth again, "Tomorrow, someone will issue an edict and invite all the women who are killed in Beijing to the palace."

Only this time.

Make her sad for a while.

In the future, he won't make her feel uncomfortable again.

Never again...

Wait until the next day.

The courtier still failed to go to the morning court, but the palace gate was always open.

Although Emperor Qingxi hadn't woken up yet, the toxins in his body had been cleared. The **** in the palace took the phoenix from the king and the queen, and asked the women to come into the palace and kneel down to ask God's grace to bless your majesty's dragon body.

This is a rule that has existed since ancient times.

If the masters in the palace are unwell, they will ask the women to enter the palace to recite Buddhist scriptures to bless the masters in good health.

Each family has one person.

Gu Wuyou didn’t know if she hadn’t rested well, her face was ugly, her body was exceptionally weak, and she was dizzy when she got up. Bailu and Hongshuang frowned when she saw her shaky appearance. Said: "You still don't go."

Hongshuang’s mouth is quick, and even more said: "I told you a long time ago that you would ask the doctor to see it. You always refused. Now you still have to enter the palace. You have to kneel for a day when you kneel. How can your body stand it?"

"It's okay."

Gu Wuyou shook his head, his voice was also a little dumb because he hadn't rested for days, "Let's dress me up."

She usually has a soft temper, but if she decides something, it's useless to persuade her... The two maids have no choice but to dress her up.

At this time in the main courtyard, Mrs. Li was also talking about this to Yin Wan. Seeing Gu Wuyou coming, the two stopped talking. Before Gu Wuyou came to ask for peace, Mrs. Li waved to her. , Holding her hand, found that it was cold, and said worriedly: "Didn't you let you rest well? Why did you come here?"

Gu Wuyou said softly, "I heard that there was a decree from the palace."

When Yin Wan heard this, she looked at Mrs. Li, and then she sat down with Gu Wuyou's hand. Then she said softly, "Just leave it alone. It's not good, where does the spirit come from to pray for blessings?"

"I have already discussed it with my mother. After a while, I will enter the palace, and you will stay home with my mother."

"Let me go."

Not to mention that she is a junior, how can there be a reason why she should stay at home and enjoy the blessing, and ask her elders to suffer in the past? Fearing that the two would refuse, Gu Wuyou said again: "I am worried about my uncle's illness, and I also want to see my aunt and them. Staying at home is just crazy."

"And I don't know much about family affairs, so I have to ask my wife to be the master at home.

"This……"

Mrs. Yin curled her eyebrows and cast her eyes on Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li also hesitated in her heart, but looking at Gu Wuyou's firm expression, she finally agreed and shook her hand to persuade: "You should pay attention to your body. If you feel uncomfortable, you will take care of the same aunts. Say it, they won't make you embarrassed."

Gu Wuyou accepted everything, and bid farewell to the two of them before boarding the carriage that entered the palace.

There were many people who entered the palace today, but Gu Wuyou went there late, and only saw countless carriages parked on the palace road, but few people saw a few, even... she still has a kind of palace that is more deserted than before. feel.

Gu Wuyou didn't know the palace man who came to welcome her.

She paid the court ceremony to Gu Wuyou, and said respectfully: "Please greet the princess, the other wives have already gone to Cheng'an Hall, and the slave will lead you there."

"Yeah." Gu Wuyou nodded, and just as he was about to bring Bailu over, he heard the palace man say: "Cheng'an Hall is solemn and solemn. Your maid can't pass by. Please ask someone to take this girl to rest somewhere else. "

Bai Lu frowned when she heard this. Before my uncle went, Qian told her to let her live with her master... Especially nowadays things in the palace are uncertain, and she dare not leave, so she asked the palace people, "When is the palace? Is there such a rule?"

The palace man smiled warmly: "It has always been there."

Bai Lu wanted to say something more, and Gu Wuyou spoke up, "Finally, you go, if there is anything, I will send someone to pass the message to you."

When she spoke, Bai Lu couldn't say anything anymore, so she could only answer gently with her lips, and then reluctantly followed the other palace members to leave.

After she left, Gu Wuyou looked at the palace man and said lightly: "Let's go."

"Yes."

The palace man leads the way.

Gu Wuyou remembered his aunt and the others, and asked, "Can the poisoner be found?"

The palace man replied: "In reply to you, not yet."

Gu Wuyou frowned when he heard this, and asked, "Where are the aunts and Changping? Are they in Cheng'an Hall, or where?"

"The Queen Empress and Princess Changping are both in the imperial palace to accompany your majesty, and now it is Concubine Xian who is in charge of the Cheng'an Palace..." The palace man seemed afraid to say more and was suspicious. After saying this, he said softly, "You Don’t worry, your Majesty Ji has a celestial phenomenon, and you and other life’s wives pray for blessings, so nothing will happen.

This doesn't sound unusual, and it's even quite appropriate.

But Gu Wuyou was suspicious. She watched the palace man next to her quietly, and asked in a gentle voice: "My aunt looked a little stunned. I don't know which palace is she working in?"

The palace man smiled and said: "The servants are from Cheng'an Temple. They have always served in front of the Buddha. It is normal for the princess to not know the servants."

Those who serve in Cheng'an Temple?

Gu Wuyou curled his eyebrows and glanced at her dress again, his eyes fell on a gold hairpin inlaid with jade on her head... Cheng'an Hall had not been opened for many years, and the servants of the palace couldn't be more miserable, I'm afraid there is too much trouble. The chief court ladies are no better than the third-class court ladies in the palace.

How could it be possible to use such a golden hairpin?

Not to mention...

Gu Wuyou also smelled a delicate fragrance on her body. This is the best-selling spice in the Dongjie Nongrui shop. A box of ten gold, a mere palace man, where can such silver money come from? Buying such gold is expensive and expensive. The spice of Xingqiao?

She glanced around, only to feel that the road was too quiet.

It's frustratingly quiet.

Regardless of the reason, Gu Wuyou stopped.

Seeing her stop, the palace man stopped, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter with the princess?"

Gu Wuyou frowned Liu's eyebrows, touched his sleeves, and whispered: "My personal veil is gone."

"This……"

The palace man frowned when she heard this, "Cheng'an Temple is still waiting for you to pass, this veil is not a precious thing, it's better..." Before she could finish her words, Gu Wuyou turned her face. , Scolded sharply: "Asshole!"

"That's my personal thing, people in the palace come and go, if someone else picks it up, who knows how to ruin my reputation."

She was noble since she was a child.

Although the temper has become softer now, the arrogance in his bones is still there.

The palace man also didn't know whether she was afraid of her identity, or she was asked by someone in advance. He hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Then you are here for a while, and the slave will find it for you." Seeing Gu Wuyou's expression slightly relaxed, She gritted her teeth and did not dare to delay, bowed to someone and hurried forward.

Seeing her leaving, Gu Wuyou suddenly narrowed his eyebrows.

She glanced around, didn't delay any longer, and immediately turned around and walked on another path...The further she went there, the darker her face became.

There was definitely something wrong in the palace.

She walked this way, but even a palace person didn't run into it, but when she was approaching the imperial palace, she ran into a group of forbidden troops.

Each of those people wore armours and held swords, with solemn expressions, and they stood guard in front of the imperial palace.

Gu Wuxian sank, and immediately hid in a hidden place, not daring to approach there.

Thinking of the uncle who had not yet woken up, and the missing aunt and Changping, Gu Wuyou gritted his teeth and looked at the imperial palace not far away.

There are so many guards in front of the imperial palace, and there are definitely people inside. No matter what, she has to go and see what happened. Fortunately, she was raised in the palace since she was a child, and she knew that her favorite and Changping were hide-and-seek in the palace. There was a shortcut to the imperial palace, and she glanced around again, seeing no one noticed, she pursed her lips, carried her skirt, and ran towards a dark path.