It was only more than ten days until Gu Qingyuan's wedding.
Her dowry has been prepared, and her wedding clothes and crown have been placed on a lacquer tray.
When the right time comes, she and Lu Wenze will get married.
However, there are always trivial things happening from time to time, which makes Gu Qingyuan very busy.
Despite this, Gu Qingyuan still divided her attention and stared at Ruan and Gu Yunniang.
What is very rare is that I wonder if it was the Shuangzhi that intercepted Ruan's words in Lu Wenze's room and revealed her little thoughts.
Ruan and Gu Yunniang became extremely peaceful.
Especially Ruan's stepmother, Mrs. Zhen Guogong, has been eating fast and chanting Buddha in the temple outside the city all year round to pray for her father.
The Ruan family is the head of the house, and the servants usually go against Gu Qingyuan, the orphan-like master.
These days, I am overly enthusiastic and basically respond to everything I ask for, even if the request is very excessive.
But Gu Qingyuan didn't feel comfortable, feeling that there were thorns hidden everywhere.
Therefore, he was careful everywhere and did not dare to touch anything at the entrance. The clothes on his upper body were smoked again and again. Even outside the house, two trustworthy women were posted to guard him at all times, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble.
In the afternoon of this day, the originally overcast sky suddenly came down, and the rain fell softly at first, but soon it struck with lightning, and it was so powerful that it seemed to split the heaven and the earth.
Mrs. Ruan brought people over to inspect the house and said that there was a lot of rain in spring and she was afraid that the beams might collapse.
Gu Qingyuan couldn't stop her and sat in the room. Ruan talked to her, trying each sentence one by one, which made Gu Qingyuan feel tired of perfunctory.
"Ayuan, on the day of the Shangsi Festival, Master Mingfang from Tantuo Temple outside the city will leave seclusion and there will be a lecture hall. At that time, my aunt will take you and your sister to listen to the scriptures, and by the way, ask the master for a peace sign."
Gu Qingyuan felt strange.
In the past, she had been suppressed in front of Ruan. She couldn't do this or that. Whatever she said was wrong.
Now that Ruan's gentle side was showing, she didn't feel happy.
I just feel sad in my heart.
She knew that Mrs. Ruan would not let her go out without any reason.
On the day of Shangsi Festival, who knows what kind of trap Ruan has laid waiting for her to jump?
However, Gu Qingyuan did not reject Ruan's proposal. She was quiet for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled.
"Thank you, auntie. My wedding day will come after last year's festival. This is the last day of relaxation and joy for me as a girl."
Seeing that Gu Qingyuan did not refuse, Ruan's face showed just the right amount of joy and patted Gu Qingyuan's hand.
"It's good that you know my painstaking efforts. What happened in the past is in the past. I hope you don't care about it."
Gu Qingyuan smiled, feeling extremely calm, so calm that even she was scared.
Perhaps, these days, she has already rehearsed everything that happened today in her mind.
I have performed it so many times that now I can perform it perfectly in front of Ruan without even thinking.
During the day, Gu Qingyuan spent a lot of time dealing with Mrs. Ruan. At night, she was like a flower withered by rain in the yard, without any energy.
So I took a rest early.
She was lying on the couch, the gauze curtain was down, and the light from the candlelight in the room was much weaker and not dazzling.
The sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning could be heard in my ears, mixed with the frosty branches outside the house and the whispers of other maids.
What comes to mind is what will Ruan do on the Shangsi Festival?
Find gangsters to kidnap her and destroy her innocence, or simply let her fall into the cliff and die?
People say that a tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds. That's right, she is no longer the Ruan family's son.
A thunder exploded in her ears, which made her heart beat violently, and she quickly covered her ears with her hands.
After the thunder passed, she slowly put down her hand. I wonder if after the loud noise, everything in the world became silent.
At this moment, except for a subtle sound of the friction of clothes in her ears, there was no other sound.
Gu Qingyuan held her breath and stared outside the gauze curtain with wide eyes, seeing a figure reflected above.
The man tiptoed toward the bed tent and whispered her name.