She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband

Living in the Tao Mansion for a few days is not easy to talk about. Tao Xinhe originally wanted to be a family aunt who enjoys a happy life, joking around with her husband, not thinking about any complicated affairs, nothing careless about it.

However, her father reluctantly withdrew from the study to greet her, and her younger siblings clung to her. The Hong family almost treated her as a mother-in-law. She was so filial to her mother-in-law. Change to Tao Mansion to be the head of the house.

Tao Xinhe complained a few words on her mouth, but she was happy in her heart. She was a housekeeper, she took care of the affairs neatly and clearly, and there was no shortage of smiles on her face.

Although Gu Ningxi was neglected unintentionally, she was also moved by the fact that the lady really liked the director of the master's house, so she didn't make trouble, and when she was free and bored, she would take the servants out of the mansion by herself, and often returned in a short time.

Qingfang knew that the master and the son had had a quarrel, so she asked Shishu Shihua for a few words, and then quietly told Tao Xinhe: "Their twins are cunning, and they swear to God that the master did not go to Mo's house. Madam, don't worry about it."

Tao Xinhe accepted the servant girl's love, but criticized her a few words, forbidding to ask her master's whereabouts.

This is the principle of doing things for decent people.

The tendency of slaves to act on their own will not last long, and it doesn't matter that the old Gu's family will lose power in the future.

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The husband and wife returned to their mansion late at night on the fifth day of the lunar new year, and it was the sixth day of the first lunar month after they slept.

In the early morning, Gu Ningxi opened her eyes first, and admired the sleeping beauty in the trance in the tent, feeling like a begonia curling up, with infinite beauty and beauty, but the fly in the ointment was that she couldn't see her face clearly.

But if he put it under the bright sky, he still couldn't see clearly, he just sighed and raised his eyebrows.

Tao Xinhe woke up, feeling sore all over, and shyly pushed him angrily.

But the man's strong chest seemed to be attractive, she couldn't help rubbing the heat source under her palm until she noticed that Gu Ningxi's lips were curved like a new moon, and she had an annoying smile.

Not caring about getting angry with her husband, Jiaojiao let it go with a "hum", Tao Xinhe urged Gu Ningxi to get up and work together, waiting for Second Aunt Gu to come to her door, they are going to visit Jichangbo's mansion together today.

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Jichangbo Mansion has been operated for several generations and covers a vast area, which is dominated by the unique emptiness and roughness of the family of military generals.

Tao Xinhe who got off the carriage was completely different from the late prime minister's old Gu's mansion because of the door of the mansion shaking his head. Gu Ningxi leaned into her ear and whispered: "My lady likes big houses? I earned it for my husband."

Cheng Jia, who wanted to marry Gu Runing, greeted her in person at the gate of the mansion. After waiting for a while, her face was a little red from the cold wind. Tao Xinhe gently pushed Gu Ningxi away, took a closer look, and felt that the young man had thick eyebrows, big eyes, honest and gentle, and exchanged affirmative glances with Second Aunt Gu.

Gu Ningxi followed the address of the female relatives, but she was very polite, so she naturally stood side by side with Cheng Jia and listened to his introduction of Jichangbo Mansion.

Tao Xinhe and Second Aunt Gu walked behind, looking around unobtrusively, admiring the inconspicuous and delicate details of this mansion.

The housekeeper enthusiastically led them to the main courtyard, saying that Ji Changbo had been waiting for a while.

Tao Xinhe went through the matters that she wanted to discuss with the man's parents again in her heart, and after the servant girl informed her and opened the curtain, she was a step behind and was the last one to enter the main room.

After she entered the door, she saw a middle-aged man bowing to his husband as a common courtesy when officials meet.

He is not inferior to his husband, with broad shoulders and strong waist, muscles that look like they would be ripped out of clothes, his demeanor is condensed and stern, his demeanor is sharp and powerful, and the shining general is completely different from Gu Ningxi, who is as pure as a fairy and whose every gesture is raised by a family.

Presumably this is Ji Changbo himself.

Sure enough, after he straightened up, he heard Cheng Jia respectfully say "Father, this is Mrs. Gu Sicheng", and turned his sharp eyes.

Tao Xinhe put on a polite smile, quickly glanced at Ji Changbo's honey-colored face, and marveled in his heart, with sword eyebrows, star eyes, thin lips, and good looks, and spent all his time waiting to greet his master.

Unexpectedly, Ji Changbo seemed to be in a trance, motionless and thoughtful, neither making a sound nor saluting, and the scene suddenly became embarrassing.

Tao Xinhe couldn't help thinking, is there something wrong with her attire? He frowned slightly. Gu Ningxi saw the opportunity very quickly, walked to her side in two steps, stood side by side with her arms around her shoulders, and asked, "Uncle?"

Ji Changbo Cheng Shicheng, thirty-two years old, was supposed to be the time when a man most wanted to be a wife and son, and to make contributions. However, he was injured in the battlefield six years ago and affected his children and grandchildren. Waiter, there are only three adopted sons to accompany her.

In the past six years, he has tried medicine, acupuncture, massage and even various folk remedies, such as being pregnant with a woman, seeing all kinds of women, etc., but the three inches below the navel are still standing still, and he has no choice but to accept his fate, thinking that his life will be like a dead tree , ignorant and unconscious, can't be romantic.

Today, at this moment, there has been a change!

In Cheng Shicheng's eyes, the strange woman in yellow clothes had eyes as bright as stars, lips as red as cherry blossoms, plump, moist, and slim, with a slender waist that could not be grasped. Bright.

More importantly, I felt the throbbing because of her, the long-lost throbbing. Cheng Shicheng couldn't believe it, he didn't know what to do.

Hearing Gu Sicheng's voice deliberately reminding him, Cheng Shicheng woke up like a dream, feeling deeply embarrassed, and at the same time matched the identity of the woman in front of him to him.

Mrs. Gu, why, is she already someone else's wife?

Cheng Shicheng closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, his cheeks tightened, his hands clenched into fists, and he hit the side of his leg to remind himself not to lose his composure.

After all, there are some cities, he adjusted it within a few breaths, replaced it with a polite smile, and said: "Seeing Mrs. Gu is like seeing a god, and I was dazed for a while, please forgive me."

From childhood to adulthood, Tao Xinhe has heard others lament the beauty of her second sister and the beauty of her third sister, but she has rarely heard compliments on her own appearance.

After marriage, she often gets admiration from her husband, but she doesn't take it seriously when whispering in the boudoir.

Hearing the exaggerated praise of Ji Changbo, whom he had never met before, Tao Xinhe didn't think at all that he was sincerely admiring his appearance, but thought that he had other motives, and nervously guessed whether the man had some unspeakable particularities about the marriage, so Head start on yourself?

Everyone tacitly revealed the moment when something was wrong with Ji Changbo, the guests and the host sat down separately, offered tea and snacks to each other, and slowly moved from innocuous topics such as weather and seasons to the specific details of the marriage between Cheng Jia and Gu Runing.

Gu Ningxi always felt that something was wrong, he couldn't see where Cheng Shicheng's uncontrollable gaze was, and he couldn't see Tao Xinhe's gaze back that he didn't want to go up to. Listening to a few people talking, there is no problem at all, they are all discussing business, but he just feels like sitting on pins and needles, and just wants to hide the lady.

Tao Xinhe felt that the conversation with Ji Changbo went smoothly unexpectedly, she allowed the woman to play tricks, and answered every request one by one, but she only asked for some details sincerely, which made her feel that the thought she had just flashed was the heart of a villain.

Ji Changbo has been staring at himself, his eyes are serious as if there is substance. Cheng Jia would watch and listen carefully when he spoke. Tao Xinhe was a little uncomfortable, resisting the urge to bow his head and turn around, and tried his best to maintain his demeanor.

The civil servants she met at the banquet did not look directly at the female relatives of other families, they always set their eyes elsewhere to show respect. However, seeing that Uncle Ji Chang and his son were like this, she didn't feel any malice. She thought that maybe the generals were more straightforward and didn't pay attention to avoiding taboos, so she forced herself to do as the Romans did.

Even as he was talking, Tao Xinhe gradually looked directly at Ji Changbo, with a clear conscience.

She soon discovered that this was very convenient, she could roughly judge the direction of the man's next sentence from the expression in his eyebrows and eyes, and she felt more confident of winning until she finally agreed to leave the house.

Tao Xinhe sighed happily with her husband, it was rumored that Uncle Ji Chang was approachable, and seeing him, he felt that he was even worse than that. I have lived up to my second aunt's entrustment this trip, and I think the follow-up will go smoothly. Being embraced by Gu Ningxi, rubbed and loved her for a long time.

What she didn't know was that behind her, in Uncle Ji Chang's mansion, Cheng Shicheng looked at the place where Mrs. Gu had sat, silent for a long time like a mountain, and his heart was boiling like boiling.

The author has something to say:

Shame on the face, written by the little author, did the angel readers understand the special meaning of He Niang to uncle?