Chapter 205 Farewell/No goodbye is the best farewell

Release time: 2025-04-05 13:01:42
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Before he finished speaking, Gu Wanning picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it to the ground with a “pop”. Shao Langqing was stunned. She had picked up a piece of porcelain and raised her hand to stroke it on her cheek. Shao Langqing was shocked to pull her wrist, but it was still a little slower. The piece of porcelain was sharp, and a thin blood mark was still rubbing on her cheek, and blood instantly poured out.

Shao Langqing unexpectedly did this and said in surprise: “Are you crazy?”

Gu Wanning just stared at him: “Your deal is no different from the negotiation between you and your family. If I am unhappy, I will lose all my money at any time. So, you’d better not mess with me.” After that, he threw away the porcelain piece and pulled his hand back.

Shao Langqing was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed, “My brother and sister, don’t scare me, even if you can give up yourself, what about you?”

“Of course I can’t bear to leave my child, but Langyi may not be. There are two ladies and a lady in Shao Mansion. Even if he wants a son, are you still afraid that no one will give birth to him? Besides, if I have any shortcomings, Yiyi will be your treasure.” Gu Wanning smiled sweetly, her cheeks were white and red, and she became more shocking, “Second brother, do you think you are asking someone to help me stop the bleeding? For your ‘business’, the more refreshed and intact we mother and son are, the more your brother will be willing to talk to you about the price.”

Gu Wanning and Yiyi were taken to the prepared room. As soon as the door was closed, Yiyi suddenly burst into tears without saying a word. Suddenly, a small face was full of tears, and she kept calling “Mom”.

Wanning wiped the tears from his face and comforted him one after another: “It’s my mother’s bad, it’s my mother’s bad…”

The little guy cried for five minutes before slowly stopping, his face turned red, and there were bright tears on his eyelashes: “Mom, isn’t it… Dad doesn’t care about us anymore?”

Gu Wanning smiled slightly and pinched his face: “No, Mom lied to them, Dad will come to pick us up soon. Remember, don’t tell the truth to the bad guys.”

Yiyi nodded with tears in his eyes: “Mom, I want to go home.”

Although there are occasional traitors in this courtyard, they are all isolated and cannot enter the room. Apart from Shao Langqing and a maid who is both deaf and mute, the only people who can come into contact with Gu Wanning and his son every day are Fusang people. However, she seemed to have quickly adapted to the life of house arrest, and was not as sharp and intense as before, only with cold politeness. She refused to answer most of the questions they asked, and even when Fusang Eagle asked Yiyi what toys Yiyi like, she refused to say that she just accompanied her son to play the teapot and tea cup in the room, or taught Yiyi to recite poems and sing, which was a bit of a pleasure.

“What my mother said yesterday, ‘The spring rain fell gently’. What is behind it? Do you still remember it?”br>
Standing on the chair, moving the teacups on the windowsill around, responding: “…it’s a little shell.”

“Where is the little shell?”

“On the beach.” Yiyi stopped and thought for a while, adding, “The spring rain fell gently, moistening the little shells on the beach.”

Gu Wanning was about to praise him, but suddenly heard someone say behind her, “The two countries are about to fight. Doesn’t the wife mind teaching her son to learn haiku?”

Gu Wanning stood up slowly: “Don’t Yingsijun teach her children to read “The Analects of Confucius”?”

Yingsi looked at Yiyi who was queuing for tea cups and smiled gently, “Actually, if you have any requirements for your daily life, you can tell me, we will try our best to meet you, you don’t need to live so boring.”

Gu Wanning smiled and said, “Yiyi, tell Mr. Yingsi what you like to eat?”

Yiyi replied without looking back, “Walnut cheese. Don’t have date skins.” After a pause, he said, “You don’t have walnut skins, don’t even want a slightest.”

Yingsi frowned. Although he didn’t know what walnut cheese was, walnuts and dates were extremely difficult to peel. It was obvious that the child was very clever and was wondering whether to ask someone to find such things for him to eat. Then he heard Gu Wanning say, “There is a bright moonlit night in Jiangning. It took about four hours to drive. If Mr. Yingsi invites someone to buy it, remember to tell the kitchen to use small sand stew.”

“Okay.” Yingsi nodded happily, turned around and was about to leave, and suddenly stopped again. He knocked his forehead with his hand, “Madam, I’m afraid my man will bring back walnut cheese, and your husband will come with him, right?”

Gu Wanning smiled faintly: “Since you can’t do it, don’t pretend.”

The political and political commentary news in newspapers is getting more and more chaotic. Before the war begins, the battle begins first, and the words are just four words: the dilemma of war. Yingsi and Shao Langqing have given up their temptations on her. In their eyes, she and Yiyi are subtle bargaining chips. When they put them on at the right time, they will accelerate the tilt of the balance. She didn’t know if they were still looking for her whereabouts, probably they would think she was hiding on purpose – she had planned that way anyway. If it were just her, things would be much easier, but what about it?

A few days ago, the little guy always asked her quietly before going to bed every night, “When will Dad come?” Later, one day, it suddenly became “If Dad doesn’t come, can Uncle Ye come?” Later, he didn’t ask anything.

She could only nod, not knowing whether to comfort the child or convince herself. He said to her, “No matter what it is, I always have a way. Do you believe me?” But she knew that some things were destined to be unchanged.

So, what about this time? She couldn’t imagine the choices she had to face, but only believed.

If you can’t believe it, all that remains is despair.

Although the General Staff strictly ordered the garrisons at all levels in the North to be restrained and cautious, the Yu army and the Fusang army still had a small conflict of misfire. However, the Jiangning government still has no consensus on whether to fight or reconcile. “Vice President Pang said that we are so anxious to transfer people over, for fear that it will stimulate the Fusang people.” Wang Shiqing said with a wry smile.

“If you really fight, then you’ll be on the defense. Do he think people are flying over?” Yu Haoting stared at the map on the table and replied casually. He was in a bad mood these days and was unwilling to get involved with the people in the government. Tang Xiang was not here, so he had to leave all these things to Wang Shiqing: “Where are the others?”

“The others didn’t say anything about the defenses in the north. However, some people were afraid that if we fight with the Fusang people, Dai Jisheng would take advantage of the situation to rob him.” Wang Shiqing hesitated for a moment and said, “General, Shi Qing thought, is it possible that we will not rush to fight with the Fusang people first, so he let them go from Longqian to south…”

Yu Haoting’s stern eyes interrupted him: “Shi Qing, let alone we have opened a hole, will the Fusang people go from Longqian to south? Even as you think, then? That was what the Southern Song Dynasty thought about borrowing Yuan to destroy Jin, and Wu Sangui thought so the same way in leading Qing troops into the pass–and what?”

“I understand that this is the worst strategy, but if we don’t let the Fusang people go to the wrong place, it’s hard to guarantee that Dai Jisheng will not join forces with them. If we and Fusang people start war at the same time on the north and south lines, Dai Jisheng will take the opportunity to attack, and the situation will be out of control.”

“Shi Qing, this is not the ‘bottom strategy’, it is to lead the wolf into the house and drink poison to quench thirst.”

Wang Shiqing was silent for a moment, and suddenly he plucked up his courage, and his voice was low and earnest: “Four Young Master, I can’t win.”
“If you can’t win, you have to fight.” Yu Haoting raised his head and looked at him calmly, “If you don’t fight, there will be no room for reconciliation. We are willing to fight, so they will be willing to talk.”

Wang Shiqing nodded and was about to speak, but the few slightly urgent knocks outside made him and Yu Haoting frown. The person who came in was Ye Zheng. Seeing that he was a little frivolous and frivolous, Wang Shiqing took the initiative to quit without waiting for Yu Haoting’s order.

“General, Mrs. Shao and the young master have some clues about it.” Ye Zheng’s face was not filled with joy, “I’m afraid he is from Fusang.”

Yu Haoting’s heart was shocked when he heard this. It has been almost a month since Wan Ning and Yiyi have no news. He only hoped that she would hide on purpose and let them not find it for a while. However, what Ye Zheng said at this moment was the result he was most reluctant to face: “Where did the news come from?”

“I thought that Luo Liqun and the others had a clue that was broken in Huating. It was inconvenient for our people to do things in the concession, so I asked my father to ask the Qingbang disciple to inquire. It happened that there was a strange thing in the Xiangtang below them.” Ye Zheng explained hurriedly, “Someone of them had to deliver vegetables to a house every day. After going there twice, they felt that those people were unusual.He pretended to be lost and wanted to inquire. Who knew that the yard was full of secret whistles and he was stopped after not walking far. But he happened to see a row of cups placed on a windowsill, and the arrangement was like a signal of our help. The Qing Gang’s Pandao Tiaokou is not a story. You don’t know about this. When I was in Jinxi, I taught Miss Gu, because I was afraid that something like Li Jingyao would happen again. “Ye Zheng said, picked up the cup on the table and took a few sips: “The master in their incense hall asked the disciples of the police station to find a name to go in. When he came back, he said he had seen it, and there were people living in the house with Fusang. Because the matter was strange, the Qing Gang was also checking. Later, he finally found a rickshaw driver and said that his godmother worked in the house and could come out once every ten days. Unexpectedly, the woman was deaf and dumb and illiterate. After asking for a long time, she only knew that the mother and son were at the corner of the house. It just so happened that my father asked someone to ask about Mrs. Shao and Yiyi. When he heard about this, he took Ms. Gu’s photo and asked the woman to recognize her. My father just called and said that the woman had recognized her, and she was Miss Gu. “

After hearing this, Yu Haoting ignored his sudden chaotic narrative of Mrs. Shao and Miss Gu, and pushed the door out, and while instructing Guo Maolan to “ask Luo Liqun to Huating immediately and bring more people”, he called Wei Shuo and walked out.

Ye Zheng poured two more mouthfuls of water from behind, and realized that he was holding Yu Haoting’s cup. He quickly put it down carefully and trotted out.

The night in the early morning was the thickest, and people were the most prone to fatigue.

However, Gu Wanning leaned against the end of the bed with a sleepy sleep, and stared at the carved pointer on the small clock under the dim light and moonlight. There was a torn note under the bed – it was the maid who stuffed it into her hand when she came to pack up dinner, with a fine pinhole pierced on it, and her fingertips touched it, just a time marked with Morse code: three in the morning.

The moment she held the note in the palm of her hand, the tip of her nose was faintly sour.

“Yiyi, wake up. “She woke Yiyi in a low voice. While rubbing her eyes, the little guy hummed and said as if he was about to cry. Gu Wanning hurriedly patted and comforted her: “Shh, Yiyi doesn’t cry, we’re going home. ”

Hearing the word “go home” one by one, he closed his eyes and crawled up: “…Well, go home. “Gu Wanning hugged him and coaxed him for almost ten minutes, and the little guy finally woke up, but he still frowned: “Mom, are you going home?” ”

In the darkness, the child’s eyes were as bright as Xingzi. Wanning held his little face: “Yiyi, someone will come to pick us up home later, but the bad guys cannot know, so Yiyi cannot cry or quarrel, do you know? ”