The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 463

Song Guanzhou entered the main room. The maids stood outside waiting. Qin Qingdong covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly at them. "This Pei Si is really too much. Guanzhou has a limp, and he still wants to help wipe his back?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Xu Lingbai and the others blushed.

I really thought that the couple was doing something secretive, but when Pei An came out, Song Guanzhou was still nowhere to be seen. Qin Qingdong looked at the maids wiping his hair, then lowered his head and asked, "Where is Guanzhou?"

During the meal, everyone realized that the couple might have had an argument.

In the past, Pei An liked to serve food to Song Guanzhou. Today, he did the same as usual, but he used a public chopstick to pick up the food, which seemed a little cold. Song Guanzhou was chatting and laughing with others, but when he saw the food brought by Pei An in the bowl, his eyes changed.

He immediately became indifferent, and although he drank it, he was very perfunctory.

Xu Lingqiao wanted to say a few words, but Song Guanzhou interrupted her and asked a few more questions, "My cousin won the first prize in the imperial examination. We had a small banquet at home. I'm afraid we should also invite some of his classmates and close friends, right?"

After hearing what his cousin said, Xu Lingbai thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Thank you for your concern, cousin. I am just a third-place Jinshi, so I cannot brag about it. Also, I am a dull person by nature. Although I know many learned people in Long'en Academy, our friendship is still weak."

This is the truth.

Song Guanzhou tilted his head and rested his chin, looking a little disappointed. "I don't know where my brother is either. He was open-minded and good at socializing. If he were still here, he would take you to his hometown to comfort the spirits of my uncle and aunt in heaven."

Xu Lingbai put down his bowl, chopsticks and said seriously, "Guan Zhou, don't worry. I will have time to go back to my hometown after the New Year when the court arranges for me."

That's good.

After talking about Xu Lingbai, he asked Madam Xiao Bei, and later even asked the old lady of Qin Qingdong's family and Wen Si.

The table was bustling with activity, except for Pei An, who was silent.

He sat next to Song Guanzhou with a neutral expression. While eating in a polite and elegant manner, he did not forget to serve soup and dishes to Song Guanzhou.

But even so, Song Guanzhou just couldn't even look at her.

After eating and rinsing his mouth, Song Guanzhou asked the maids to take out the watermelon that sank in the well. Rendong wanted to take it to the small kitchen to cut it, but Song Guanzhou said, "Bring a knife, I'll cut it."

"Madam, it's late at night and the sun has set, so don't use the knife."

Song Guanzhou sneered, "What are you afraid of? Just give it to me."

It seems that they are quite angry. Did they take time out to have a quarrel before dinner? Before Ren Dong could bring the watermelon and knife, a bright and loud voice came from the door, "Madam, it's so boring to use a kitchen knife. You might as well take a look at my long sword."

When Song Guanzhou heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "Brother Linshan, hurry up, are you okay?"

Lin Shan strode over, his complexion was rosy, but he had lost a lot of weight. "The wound has improved. Doctor Sun and Doctor Zhao are very experienced. The wound was deep, and it was very painful to change the dressing a few days ago. Fortunately, the pain has subsided for a few days, and now the wound has scabbed over and he has improved."

Song Guanzhou is very experienced. "As long as there is no ulcer inside, it will get better quickly."

Pei An and the others also stood up to greet him. Lin Shan took a few quick steps and said, "My dear lady, please don't do that. I am of humble status and cannot bear such a great gift."

He wanted to bow, but the arrow wound on his chest and abdomen was pulled, and his body paused slightly. Pei An asked the maids to bring a chair, "Linshan, just sit down. Don't pull the wound. We are all of similar age. If we stick to some empty etiquette, it will be pedantic."

"Yes, then Lin Shan would rather obey your command."

After taking a seat, he passed the long sword in his hand to Song Guanzhou. Song Guanzhou squinted his eyes and stared at the brown leather scabbard in a daze. Qin Qingdong beside him smacked his lips and said, "Guanzhou received several big gifts today, but Linshan's is the most special."

Pei An held his forehead with his hand, "This Wulong Sword..."

Lin Shan grinned and said, "Young Madam was lucky enough to escape harm, but she did see blood. Bloody disasters are best dealt with with weapons. I thought this Black Dragon Sword has been hanging in Uncle Hai's room for many years, and it has never been sharpened. Why not give it to Young Madam to ward off evil spirits."

Alu brought sour plum juice from the kitchen. Hearing this, he almost nodded his head and said, "Uncle Hai's treasure, you also want it. I wonder how distressed Uncle Hai is!"

Lin Shan chuckled, "We rebels covet the Black Dragon Sword, and Uncle Hai is reluctant to give it to us. But when he heard that the young lady of Shaohuayuan is more refined and wants a long sword or a short knife, he took it off and asked me to send it to him."

Song Guanzhou took it. It was about three feet long, with a scabbard five fingers wide. The handle was made of metal, but it was not very clear because it was wrapped with leather.

It feels quite heavy when weighed in the hand.

Holding the handle with his left hand and the scabbard with his right hand, he applied a little force and with a "swish" sound, a small half of the Wulong sword was pulled out. What amazed Song Guanzhou was that the sword was completely black, emitting a faint cold light, with water ripples forged on it, just like a magic sword from ancient times.

"Silang..., look..." Just as he turned to look at Pei An, he suddenly remembered that the couple had quarreled, and immediately turned to the other side with the sword. Xiao Bei faced Song Guanzhou, almost wanting to laugh, but felt it was inappropriate, so he held it back and let Song Guanzhou repeat, "You called the wrong name, it should be Fourth Cousin, look at this sword, it's really mighty and domineering."

"Yes..." Xiao Bei held back his laughter and nodded reluctantly.

Qin Qingdong watched Pei An's expression change from indifferent to helpless, and he also smiled. Xu Lingqiao covered her mouth with her hands, and the corners of her lips raised, diluting the pain that had been stirring in her heart for the past few days.

Several maids came up one after another with sliced ​​watermelons. Mrs. Meng and Mrs. Zhuang brought out a low table and added some midnight snacks such as candied fruits and cold cakes.

Song Guanzhou saw Zhuanggu working and asked about her legs and feet.

Zhuang Gu hurriedly came forward and knelt down to greet him, "I am sorry that you worried about me, but I just sprained my ankle. I have rested for a while and I am fine now."

"You have to get enough rest. Let Mrs. Meng and the maids take care of the heavy things."

"Yes, thank you, Madam."

Turning around, Song Guanzhou slowly drew out his sword until the entire surface of the sword was revealed. Song Guanzhou's eyes lit up and he was full of praise.

Pei An wanted to speak, but when he thought of the cold-blooded words Song Guanzhou said in the room, he felt a chill in his heart and swallowed the words he was about to say.

Seeing her dancing gracefully at the dinner table, yet being so cold to me.

They have been married for a long time, but she just made light of it, not knowing that those words really hurt her heart.

With so many close friends and brothers in the courtyard, he could only suppress his disappointment.

He pretended to be nothing and stayed with them. The night was a little chilly, but it was not as chill as the grievance in Pei An's heart. When he raised his eyes again, he saw his wife standing in the empty space under the flower stand.

She was beaming with joy, holding the Wulong sword in her hand, and pouting, "Sister, I'll make a sword flower for you."