Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 74

Gu Fuzhou repeatedly pondered the word “not necessarily”. Lin Qingyu “may not” miss him, “may not” only like girls.

What the **** is this? Why didn’t Lin Qingyu answer him directly? Could Lin Qingyu be to him… if you can’t say love, don’t lie, just like it a little?

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but the slightly drunk beauty had closed his eyes and was still holding the corner of his clothes with his fingertips.

Gu Fuzhou comforted himself: Do not rush or rush, take your time, it is also a kind of sincerity, it takes time for a straight man to break his sleeve. He and Lin Qingyu had known each other for two years, and the progress was so fast that he might be able to kiss the forehead in another ten or eight years.

Oh shit.

Hangover soup is not needed anymore. Gu Fuzhou took off his clothes and lay down beside Lin Qingyu. Sleeping in the same bed with Lin Qingyu again, his reaction did not fade. He didn’t expect a body in his thirties to be so energetic after drinking, and he felt a little uncomfortable in spirit.

However, this body did not vent for too long, and it would be bad for the body to bear it.

Gu Fuzhou looked at Lin Qingyu’s sleeping face for a while, and saw him startled. Then, he looked around the room: the veil that can be used for cleaning is placed on a shelf a few steps away from the bed; there is no hot water in the room, and if he does anything, he has to ask someone to fetch water in and wash his hands. It was so cold outside and his bed was so warm.

Gu Fuzhou hesitated, hesitated, hesitated again, and finally chose to accept his fate and lie down.

Forget it, go to sleep, don’t want to fall asleep, maybe you can still play a little exciting in your dreams.

On the first day of the new year, Lin Qingyu got up half an hour later than usual. Occasionally drinking alcohol can help sleep. He slept very well last night. He woke up comfortably, but he was a little thirsty.

Lin Qingyu moved a little, and his back hit a warm and strong chest. He was only slightly drunk last night. He remembered everything he said and did. He didn’t even fall asleep when Gu Fuzhou went to bed.

Gu Fuzhou asked if he still only liked women. Lu Wancheng asked him this question once before he died.

The answers he gave were completely different the two times. So, what did Gu Fuzhou think. He still remembered that on the second day after he married Lu Wancheng, Lu Wancheng kept saying that he was not good at being a man. Later, he still entangled him with Jin Lan and called him brother and sister. If you want to break a sleeve, you should break it with your confidant. If one person breaks and one person keeps on going, it will only increase troubles.

Lin Qingyu lay down for a while before thinking of getting up. He was lying on the inside of the bed, and his way out was completely blocked by Gu Fuzhou who was sleeping on the outside. If he wants to get out of bed, he can only step over Gu Fuzhou.

Gu Fuzhou slept soundly. Normally, at such times, the earth and the mountains cannot wake him up. Lin Qingyu consciously didn’t need to hesitate, but still let go. Unexpectedly, as soon as he crossed halfway, Gu Fuzhou suddenly turned over, and he fell to sit on Gu Fuzhou’s waist.

Although Lin Qingyu was thin and thin, he was an adult man. He suddenly pressed it down, so that Gu Fuzhou frowned and barely opened his eyes.

Meeting his gaze, Lin Qingyu tasted the feeling of being at a loss for the first time in his life. His current posture does not seem appropriate.

Lin Qingyu’s hair is very long. When sitting on the man’s waist, blue silks are scattered on his shoulders, and two strands hang down on his chest. Gu Fuzhou looked at it for a moment, and closed his eyes again because he was too sleepy.

Lin Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to continue getting out of bed, supporting his left and right waist with both hands.

Gu Fuzhou still closed his eyes, his voice low with a smile: “I want to run.”

Lin Qingyu calmly said: “I want to get up and drink water.”

Gu Fuzhou scared him: “If you get up early on the first day of the new year, you will be forced to get up early throughout the year.”

Lin Qingyu is funny: “Getting up early is nothing to me-let go, I’m really thirsty.”

Gu Fuzhou refused to let him get up, and hugged him backhand, and then tucked him back into the quilt. Seeing something in his mouth, Lin Qingyu leaned closer and found that he was actually counting down: “Five, four, three…”

When he counted “one”, Gu Fuzhou suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He strode to the charcoal stove, quickly poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Lin Qingyu before the bed. As soon as Lin Qingyu took the tea cup, he turned over to bed: “It’s so cold, so cold, I’m going to freeze.”

The tea has been warming on the charcoal stove, slightly hot. Lin Qingyu sat on the bed, taking sips, and the thirst caused by drinking in his throat was quickly relieved.

Gu Fuzhou wrapped the quilt watching the morning beauty drinking tea. He wanted to solve it by himself last night, but was dissuaded because it was too cold at night. Early in the morning was not much warmer than at night, and he could actually get up within ten seconds for Lin Qingyu, walk to the outer room and pour him some tea.

Gu Fuzhou couldn’t help but sigh: Fuck, I really like him.

Lin Qingyu finished a cup of tea slowly. Gu Fuzhou took the empty cup and put it beside the bed. “Now that I’m not thirsty, can you stay in bed with me.”

Lin Qingyu said: “Xiemu today, you won’t be stopped when you lie in bed. Why do you pull me to lie together.”

Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, “One person is boring, but two people can still talk.”

“What do you want to say.”

Gu Fuzhou thought for a while, and said, “Why don’t we play idiom solitaire?”

Lin Qingyu glanced at him: “A game that Qinghe stopped playing when he was five, are you sure you want to play?”

“Doctor Lin thinks my game is naive? Okay, let me tell you how to become a qualified wild king.”

Lin Qingyu wondered: “Why do you want to be a qualified bastard.”

…

The two of them were nestled in the quilt, and one pair of them said meaningless words, but in the blink of an eye, it was three poles in the sun. Unless it is sick, Lin Qingyu has never got up so late. Near Zhu Zhechi, staying with a slacker for a long time, even he can’t help but occasionally commit laziness.

But I have to say that the feeling of lying in bed with Gu Fuzhou in the winter is really good.

Gu Fuzhou has no high hall, and there will be no guests at the first house of the Lunar New Year. After freshening up, the two had lunch together. The servants who stayed in the mansion to celebrate the New Year came to the master one after another, saying auspicious words. Lin Qingyu asked Yuan Yin to take out the rewards he had prepared in advance, and distribute them to his servants one by one. Among them, the rewards for Huantong and Hualu were undoubtedly the most, which was several times higher than the others.

After receiving the reward, Huantong said beamingly: “Thank you, Master, and General. I wish Young Master all the best and all his wishes come true; the general will live and be younger—Ahee.”

Lin Qingyu asked: “But have you caught a cold?”

Huantong wiped her fingertips under her nose, and complained: “It has been too cold these past two days. When I sleep, the quilt looks like an ice cellar.”

Gu Fuzhou’s tone is lazy: “No, no, no, there won’t be people’s congress without a wife to warm the bed in winter, right?”

Huan pupil: “…”

Lin Qingyu motioned Gu Fuzhou to shut up with his eyes. He invited Yuan Yin and said, “If the arrangement goes on, the charcoal fire in each house will be doubled during the winter.”

When everyone dispersed, Gu Fuzhou took out a heavy purse: “Happy New Year, Qingyu, this is your lucky money.”

Lin Qingyu was puzzled: “You are younger than me, why do you want to give me New Year’s money?”

Gu Fuzhou said: “In terms of physical age, I am twelve years older than you. And in my hometown, my husband is going to prepare new year money for my wife.”

Lin Qingyu smiled: “Thank you.”

Gu Fuzhou also smiled: “I have already paid you a New Year’s greetings, do you want to show it too?”

“Yes.” Lin Qingyu brushed his sleeves, put his hands forward, blocking his eyes, and bowed slightly to Gu Fuzhou: “One wish for the Lord to be a thousand years old, and the other wish for the concubine to be healthy.①”

Lin Qingyu’s attitude is dignified and generous, and it is the literati students who have the style. In contrast, Gu Fuzhou immediately felt that his new year’s greetings were just children’s play.

He knew this poem. It was about the couple toasting and wishing at the banquet on the spring day—Lin Qingyu was visiting his husband for the New Year.

Gu Fuzhou learned Lin Qingyu’s movements and leaned forward in return: “Three Wishes are like Liang Shangyan, seeing each other every year.”

The news of Xiao Jie’s appointment of the king on New Year’s Eve arrived in the general’s mansion in the afternoon. Hearing that Xiao Jie was the banned King Ning, Gu Fuzhou had something to say: “King Ning? King Ning is good. Throughout the ages, King Ning has always wanted to rebel.”

“Wrong.” Lin Qingyu corrected him. “We are not going to rebel, we are going to rebel.”

There is still a difference between rebellion and treason. The former focuses on military power, while the latter focuses on strategy. Unless absolutely necessary, Lin Qingyu didn’t want to use soldiers, and didn’t want to take the world of Xiao Clan, the palace change one after another was what he wanted. The world may be named Xiao after all, but it will not be Xiao Teng.

Gu Fuzhou smiled and said: “You are the only one who can understate the word’treason’ so lightly.”

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Qingyu and Gu Fuzhou spent one day in the Lin Mansion. On the third grade, Lin Qingyu was recalled to the palace by the emperor to check his pulse.

When Lin Qingyu went to the emperor’s palace, he happened to ran into Xiao Jie, who was pleased to the emperor. Xiao Jie came out of the emperor’s palace with a frown, dressed in a stone-blue prince’s python robe, with a worried look.

Lin Qingyu stopped to salute Xiao Jie: “Students see the prince.”

Xiao Jie laughed when he saw him, showing thin white teeth: “It’s Doctor Lin. Are you here to ask for your father’s pulse?”

“Yes.” Lin Qingyu said, “Congratulations to the prince. After hearing that the prince is overjoyed, the general and I are still thinking about picking an auspicious day for the prince to congratulate the prince.”

“Hey, don’t mention this.” Xiao Jie waved his hand, “This king of Ning is too vain.”

Lin Qingyu knowingly asked: “How to say?”

Xiao Jie complained in a low voice: “My father doesn’t want me to be just a free prince, he sent me an errand!”

Lin Qingyu bends her lips slightly: “Isn’t this a good thing.”

“Where is it! He asked me to go to the Ministry of Households and follow Nan’anhou to raise the army salary for the northwest. But I don’t know how to do it! In the past, the father and the emperor gave them to the prince brother, and he suddenly gave them to him somehow. It’s me.”

“The prince doesn’t need to worry.” Lin Qingyu comforted, “I think Steward Xi may be able to share your worries for you.”

Xiao Jie sighed, “I hope so.” Xiao Jie remembered something and said again: “By the way, Doctor Lin, A Rong also told me yesterday that Doctor Lin forgot to tell him the secret of tea and he was going to the General’s Mansion. I’m looking for Doctor Lin.”

Lin Qingyu smiled faintly: “The troubled prince tells him, I’ll wait for him to come.”

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①From “Long Life Girl Spring Banquet”