The new cheongsam is not starched and has a faint smell of new silk, which is not so pleasant.

Gu Qingzhou's house was filled with this smell.

Slowly, her sense of smell became numb.

There are a total of twelve pieces, which are spread out in the closet.

Among the friends Gu Qingzhou knows, there are many people who can afford the money, but they know her size......

Only Si Xingpei!

These are the clothes that Si Xingpei gave her!

She stroked them one by one.

A piece of Tianshui green embroidered green bamboo with a gold edge is Gu Qingzhou's favorite jade flower plate buckle; a moon-white embroidered white peony, the stamens of the peony are embroidered with gold thread; a dark purple... .

Twelve pieces, different colors, different embroidery techniques, each with special care.

Embroidery is Luo Wuniang's craftsmanship, which is exquisite.

Gu Qingzhou's tears came up and could no longer be contained. She couldn't tell whether it was hatred or sadness in her heart, and she gritted her teeth.

Gu Qingzhou hates this.

He wasn't in front of her, she couldn't kill him, she couldn't beat him, but she wanted to be forced to remember him.

Thinking of him, it's hard to calm down, I just feel that I want to destroy him before I'm willing.

She gritted her teeth and burst into tears, completely unaware of what emotions were at play.

She sat alone in the house for a long time.

Simu returned to the new house at around 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

The adjutant came back with a lot of official documents, and he needed to read them one by one.

He wants to eat early and do serious business after eating.

"Let's have dinner," he said to the maid.

The maid pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you want the young lady?"

Simu frowned, looked upstairs, and asked, "Is she at home today?"

Gu Qingzhou doesn't have many days at home, and she often goes to Yan's mansion to eat. Even if she is, she will read books and newspapers in the living room.

The living room has a fireplace, which is warm and cozy.

As soon as he entered the door and didn't see her, Simu thought she had gone to Yan's house.

"Yes, it's been a whole day." The maid said anxiously.

Simu didn't understand what the whole day meant, and he wasn't in the mood to ask.

"Go and invite her." Simu said indifferently.

He went to the table and sat down, and the kitchen brought a bowl of hot pig's trotter soup.

Simu was drinking soup and went to invite Gu Qingzhou's maid to go downstairs.

"The young lady said she's not hungry," the maid said.

Simu didn't care, his mind was all on military affairs, silently thinking about a few serious things.

The maid stood beside her and hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Simu finally asked after drinking a bowl of soup, looking up to see the maid's words.

The maid hesitated: "The young lady didn't eat at noon, did she really make her hungry?"

Simu frowned.

Okay, what kind of temper do you get when you don't eat?

"Did she say anything?" Sim asked.

The maid shook her head.

"What happened at home?" Simu asked again.

The maid thought for a while: "The young lady has made a lot of cheongsam, I don't know if she wants to be hungry and thinner..."

Simu almost had a seizure.

Crazy woman!

"Let her starve and starve her to death!" Simu said angrily.

This time, the maid didn't dare to say any more.

Simu was very angry and went back to the house after dinner.

With the official documents spread out in front of him, the affairs of the Quartermaster Department are very urgent, and Sim should finish it tonight.

But the words in front of me kept fluttering, and I couldn't read a half of it. I always thought about that woman who didn't eat to lose weight and was hungry all day. She was really sick!

The more you think, the more angry you are!

After being distracted for a while, Simu suddenly closed the document and hurried upstairs.

He didn't knock on the door, he went straight to the door.

The door was locked.

Simu went downstairs again and called the steward to give him the spare key upstairs.

The steward hurried to find it.

Sim got the key and went upstairs again.

However, the situation in the room was completely different from what he expected.

There was a strange smell in the room, nothing like the rose fragrance he had smelled before.

Gu Qingzhou reclined on the sofa and seemed to be asleep, covered with a thin blanket. Her waterfall-like hair covered the side of her face, making her face white and shiny.

Simu took a sniff and first smelled the smell of cigars.

On the small table next to Gu Qingzhou, a cigar was inserted upside down. It had been burned out, and the ashes were all over the table; and beside this cigar, there were other cigar butts.

And just like that, she burned out a whole box of cigars.

Simu thought indifferently, "That's my cigar! This prodigal thing!"

He pondered for a moment and entered the room.

In addition to the cigars, I saw a cabinet full of cheongsams, like alluring goblins, hanging in the wardrobe with the door open.

Cheongsam is the finest satin.

Simu once accompanied Wei Qingjia to make a cheongsam, and knew that it was Luo Wuniang's craftsmanship.

Such a good cheongsam is really worth starving and losing weight.

The anger in Simu's heart faded a little.

"Hey!" He nudged her shoulder.

Gu Qingzhou didn't wake up.

When Simu pushed again, she muttered, "Stop making trouble, Si Xingpei."

Sim only felt a spoonful of cold water pouring it from the top of his head, his muscles were uncontrollably stiff, and he couldn't move.

His fingers were clenched tightly.

After Gu Qingzhou muttered, she wanted to turn over and continue to sleep, but she forgot that this was a small sofa.

When she turned over, she fell to the ground, and the muffled sound woke her up.

When he looked up, he saw a tall man, wearing an iron-gray military uniform, blocking the light of the lamp, standing tall and tall in front of her.

With a sore nose, she almost burst into tears, looking up at him in a daze: "Si Xingpei......"

The other party turned around suddenly and walked out.

As he was leaving, he slammed the door hard. The door made a loud noise, showing his anger.

The shocking door slam also awakened Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou returned to reality.

She sat on the ground and didn't get up for a long time, as if the last strength in her heart had been taken away.

She went to take a hot bath and took Mulan and Mu Shan for a walk along the street.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the road was deserted.

The light of the street lamp pulled the shadow long and lonely.

The first month is approaching, the jasmine flowers are sending out bright yellow stamens, and the coldness in the air is slowly dissipating, a little warm.

Going home from a walk, Gu Qingzhou called the maid: "Help me prepare some big boxes."

She put those cheongsams back together one by one.

Gu Qingzhou thought about cutting it into pieces, but felt it was a waste. With the development of the times, embroidery has become a backward and abandoned craft.

Luo Wuniang's outstanding embroidery work may be a rare treasure after 50 years.

Gu Qingzhou has seen the wet nurse doing needlework, and she knows how difficult it is to embroider with one stitch. In order to get angry with Si Xingpei, he cut all these off, and Gu Qingzhou couldn't do it.

She is used to being poor and knows how to be sympathetic to the people.

let her wear it?

She probably can't do it.

Yan Luoshui, Huo Zhujing and even He Wei are all different from Gu Qingzhou. Unlike other clothes, cheongsam needs to be the right size, otherwise it will not look good.

No one can give it away, it is cut and wasted, and it is unsightly in the closet, so Gu Qingzhou had to put it away.

"Put it in the warehouse, pay attention to moisture." Gu Qingzhou said to the servant.

The maid said yes.

Another maid stepped forward and said, "Young madam, the supper has already been cooked, do you want to eat?"

"Why did you cook supper?" Gu Qingzhou asked.

Neither she nor Simu have the habit of eating late-night snacks, and if the kitchen doesn't tell them to, they won't make it.

"It was ordered by the young marshal." The servant said.

Gu Qingzhou remembered Simu who left in a rage before.

Simu used to be a gentleman.

Now, he is so angry, does he still remember that Gu Qingzhou didn't eat? Is the gentleman's he back?

The overwhelming emotion in Gu Qingzhou's heart has passed, no matter how much pain he has endured, he is really hungry now.

After all, I didn't eat two meals.

"Okay, let's serve it up." Gu Qingzhou said.

She asked the servants to tidy up, cleaned her room again, changed the duvet cover, and went downstairs to eat supper herself.

Opposite the dining room is the study.

Gu Qingzhou ate shrimp rice porridge and raw fried rice, and asked the maid in a low voice, "Have you had dinner, young marshal?"

"Have eaten." The maid said.

At this moment, the door of the study suddenly opened.

Gu Qingzhou's eyes collided with Simu.

Si Mu's eyes were full of indifference, and the coldness that he wished to shoot through Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou lowered his head and continued to drink porridge.

But he heard Simu call his adjutant.

"Go get me a box of cigars!" Sim said coldly.

The adjutant said yes.

"...Remember, if my cigars are messed up again in the future, I'll kill you!" Simu stopped the adjutant again and reprimanded.

Gu Qingzhou's head is lower.

After Simu finished his instructions, he went back to the room, and there was another loud sound of the door closing.

Gu Qingzhou drank the warm porridge, and glanced suspiciously at the shivering maid beside him: "Did he order me to prepare a late night snack?"

Only then did the maid tell the truth: "It was Adjutant Wang who said..."

It was Adjutant Wang who said that the young marshal ordered the kitchen to make a late-night snack for the young lady.

Gu Qingzhou understood.

Simu went upstairs and understood everything. Now that he hates her to death, he wished he could kill her with one shot. How could he have the intention to prepare a late-night snack for her?

"It turned out to be so." Gu Qingzhou said.

After eating, she went upstairs.

The room was ventilated, a brand new silk quilt was changed, a little perfume was sprinkled, and there was a faint sweet scent of roses.

The quilt was very soft and had the fragrance of sunshine and grass. Gu Qingzhou buried herself in the quilt.

Simu downstairs stayed up all night.

After the anger, there is only an endless sense of helplessness.

Gu Qingzhou will never forget Si Xingpei. She has followed him. Even if she does marry someone else in the future, she will always remember Si Xingpei.

What Simu cares about is not the chastity of a woman.

When Wei Qingjia returned to Yuecheng, she was divorced, and Simu never felt that this matter was important.

What he cares about is that Gu Qingzhou once belonged to Si Xingpei.

He couldn't bear it.

Si Xingpei is like a thorn in Si Mu's heart, a little touch is a pain in his heart.

Gu Qingzhou has been with Si Xingpei, and here in Si Mu, there should be no room for manoeuvre!

But he just couldn't hold back some thoughts.

Simu is like a trapped beast. He wants to escape from this cage, but he can't break free. He can only struggle desperately, and his flesh and blood are blurred.

In the middle of the night, Simu left home. He went to the school grounds and hit targets all night.

A lot of bullets were used, and the matter was quickly reported to the Overseer.

The Overseer is going to Nanjing the day after tomorrow. Hearing that Simu went to practice target shooting in the middle of the night, the Overseer understood everything.

"Call the new house and ask the young lady to come over." The commander-in-chief said to the adjutant, "Let her come alone."