Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

  Chapter 311 Young Master’s San Wen Qian Wife Master (16)

   "Looking at the young lady's clothes just now, it doesn't look like she came from a wealthy family, but she was able to produce such a thing, I don't know what her identity is."

   Even when the head of the family was serving as a servant, the mansion had never bought such a thick red candle. This one probably cost a lot of money!

  Qiu Zhu's words are actually very euphemistic, Su Qiruo's clothes not only don't look like those of a wealthy family, but she is also a beggar.

   "She has important affairs to attend to, and it is inconvenient to reveal her identity. Don't mention it to others in the future."

   Gu Nanmo blew out a candle and held it in his hand, his body froze suddenly.

  He recognized the raised pattern under the candle, Phoenix? This is clearly a royal thing.

  Gu Nanmo held the candle tightly, and went to look at the bag of silver needles left by Su Qiruo. There was no writing on the cloth bag containing the silver needles, only an incomprehensible pattern in the corner.

  Standing there thinking for a long time, Gu Nanmo hurried out again, and Qiu Zhu hurriedly followed behind.

   I don’t know what happened to my young master, didn’t he just say that candles are very expensive?

   "Qiuzhu, is the cloth strip left by the knight-errant in the rivers and lakes still there?"

  Gu Nanmo turned his head and looked at Qiu Zhu behind him. Qiu Zhu hurriedly went to light the oil lamp in the kitchen, and took out a small piece of rag from the pile of firewood behind him.

  He wanted to use this rag to start a fire before, but he threw it into the pyre and forgot about it, so he kept it until now.

   Gu Nanmo took the rag and ran back in a hurry.

  Looking at the piece of cloth in my hand under the bright candlelight, my heart suddenly felt astringent, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

  He always felt that something was wrong. It turned out that the cloth was exactly the same as the clothes on the man.

   Could it be that she was the one who came to bring them snacks and fruits that night?

  The candles in his hand belonged to the royal family, and the snacks and fruits that night also came from the palace.

   Even if Gu Nanmo doesn't want to get in touch, it's hard for him to get in touch.

   Who the **** is she?

  The emperor's bodyguard?

   Or... a thief?

   But if it is the emperor's guards, these things should not be easily taken out of the palace!

   But if it was a thief, since he met her, she has never done anything to offend him, and she has helped him many times.

  If there were more such thieves in the world, wouldn't it be more peaceful?

   "Son, these things... Is there anything wrong?"

  Qiuzhu looked at his young master in puzzlement, always feeling that the always indifferent young master lost his composure tonight.

   Gu Nanmo didn't intend to tell Qiuzhu these things, even if she is really a thief, she must be a grand thief.

   He believed her.

   Blowing out the other candle, Gu Nanmo asked Qiuzhu to boil the water, while he took out scissors to scrape off all the raised patterns under the red candle.

  The emperor selected many servants to enter the palace some time ago, and there was a happy event in the palace. She must have taken out this red candle from the palace.

  He didn't want her to be found.

  Even if she is really a thief, he will try his best to protect her.

   Lying on the bed, Gu Nanmo couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

  Find out the rag from under the pillow, and think about what she said during the day.

  She said that she would leave after a while, should she leave the capital or go back to her life and stop being a beggar?

  He wanted to ask her name, but he was a little afraid.

  Don't ask, at least I can still have a thought in my heart.

  But if she refuses, he will not be able to express his gratitude to her in the future.

  What is he afraid of?

  The rough linen cloth made the palms of my hands ache, and Gu Nanmo suddenly sat up.

Taking advantage of the moonlight outside, he took a peek at Qiuzhu who was sleeping at the door. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Gu Nanmo carefully lit the oil lamp, took out a piece of blue cotton cloth from the half-worn wardrobe, and wiped it carefully. cropped up.

  Her clothes are too old, even if she wants to inquire about some news, she doesn’t need to wear that set of clothes every day!

  Although this cotton cloth is not as good as brocade, it is always better than coarse linen. When she wears it inside, it will save her from scratching her skin.

  The room was silent, only the sound of scissors cutting cloth and slight breathing.

  The oil lamp was burning all night, Gu Nanmo counted the time when Qiuzhu would wake up, and put out the oil lamp ahead of time and went to bed.

  The bloodshot eyes closed gently, and after only half a stick of incense, they got up together with Qiu Zhu.

   "Young Master, did you not sleep well last night?"

  Qiu Zhu looked at his young master's unhappy expression, and said worriedly.

   "It doesn't get in the way, it's just that I miss my father's illness."

  Gu Nanmo hurriedly turned his face away, not daring to look directly into Qiuzhu's eyes.

   "Didn't that person yesterday say that the master can be cured? Don't worry too much, son. Then you rest for a while, and the slave cooks."

  Gu Nanmo didn't try to be brave, and nodded lightly.

   Seeing Qiuzhu go to the stove, he hurriedly took out the clothes and sewed the last few stitches.

  When Qiuzhu came to Mrs. Liu's room with the stove, seeing Mrs. Liu's complexion was ruddy, she had already sat up, and let out a cry of surprise.

   "My lord, you... are you feeling well?"

  The lord has been lying on the bed for half a year, unable to move at all.

  Now the beggar only came to see a doctor once, and the lord can get up by himself.

  Is that man a miracle doctor?

  Gu Nanmo heard Qiu Zhu's exclamation and ran over in a hurry, looked at Liu Shi on the bed, and then at Qiu Zhu who was holding a porridge bowl in both hands, with a face full of disbelief.

   "Father feeling better?"

   Mrs. Liu raised her hand and pulled her son's wrist, and nodded with a smile.

   "The miracle doctor last night was really good. Today I feel a lot clearer and have more strength in my body."

  Mr. Liu pointed to the clothes on his body, which were all worn by himself.

  Besides feeling a little sleepy, the previous pain has faded a lot.

"Father…"

   Gu Nanmo's eyes turned red, and he hugged Liu Shi tightly.

  He didn't know that his father had been poisoned, and he always thought he had a cold.

   After tossing for so long, none of the medicines could cure the symptoms, so it's no wonder that my father didn't improve for a long time.

   "Good boy, you have worked hard these days."

   Mrs. Liu has not had a peaceful sleep for a long time, and she is tortured by pain every night.

  Last night, I slept until dawn, and I also felt a little incredible.

   "We don't work hard, it's the father who suffers."

   Gu Nanmo shook his head, it doesn't matter what kind of grievance he suffered, but his father was tortured by this poison for a long time, which is the real suffering.

  Gu Nanmo fetched water to wash Mrs. Liu, Qiu Zhu put the porridge bowl in his hand on the low table, and went to bring another bowl of porridge and pickles, leaving only Mrs. Liu and his son talking in the room.

   "I vaguely remember that the doctor who saw me last night was not very old. I don't know where Mo'er invited him?"

  Since Liu's body became refreshed and her speech gained strength, she chatted with Gu Nanmo.

   "That's what I met on the street. She is a good person and helped me a lot."

   Gu Nanmo first brought up a bowl of porridge, ready to feed Liu Shi, but Liu Shi reached out to take it.

  (end of this chapter)