The Epic Revenge Chapter 190: Worship

Si Xingpei said that there is a person hidden in the safe.

Gu Qingzhou shuddered.

Because what's hidden in it can't be a living person!

The mountain is colder than outside, and it is winter again. When the door of the safe is opened, a cold current spreads across the surface, and Gu Qingzhou's cheeks are frozen stiff.

Si Xingpei closed the iron-grey cloak, his expression restrained, the lines on his face were tight, solemn and solemn.

"Come." He pulled Gu Qingzhou back.

Gu Qingzhou's hand was frozen, and the warmth of Si Xingpei's palm gave her warmth, she held it tightly and would never let go.

Si Xingpei took her inside.

This secret room is deeper than Gu Qingzhou imagined. The safe-like door is not to prevent theft, but to block the chill inside.

The aisles are covered with ice on both sides.

Gu Qingzhou blinked, feeling that the eyelashes were heavy, and a layer of ice **** formed in a moment.

When they stopped, Gu Qingzhou forgot to breathe, letting the heat turn into ice in an instant.

In front of Gu Qingzhou, there is a huge crystal coffin.

The crystal coffin is inlaid in ice. The inside of the coffin is very dry and surrounded by flowers made of cloth. They are turned out through the transparent crystal, and the flowers are blooming.

In the splendid pile, a woman is sleeping peacefully.

The woman was wearing a robe from the pre-Qing Dynasty, sapphire blue, embroidered with broken branches of begonia, the color is gorgeous, and the petals of the begonia are blooming in layers, which is very gorgeous.

Her hair is loose and hanging down at the sides; she has a long moon-white plain dress and a pair of royal blue sleeping shoes.

However, her face was covered with thick layers of ice, and she could only see the outline. In the snow-white crystal, you could vaguely see red lips and eyebrows, and gloves with white fluff on her hands.

"This is my mother." Si Xingpei said.

Gu Qingzhou can guess.

She doesn't feel terrified when she looks at it, she somehow feels like Si Xingpei's relatives.

Si Xingpei's relatives will not harm her.

"...In fact, inside the clothes, there is only flesh and blood made of white flour. She has already become a bone; her head is also made of white flour, which is exactly the same as when she was alive. Fortunately, she was frozen. Otherwise, you will be afraid." Si Xingpei's voice was gentle and low, as if he was afraid of awakening the people in the crystal coffin.

Gu Qingzhou is not afraid at all.

Not only is she not afraid, she is even a little warm: this is her mother, Si Xingpei's mother.

"Mother" is a very solemn and profound word. No matter where you go or who you put it on, it can ooze warmth and kindness.

The frozen face was only made of white face with the bones of the skull, and Gu Qingzhou could also see that it was kind.

If Gu Qingzhou also has her mother's corpse, she would like to be a person like this, put it in this coffin, can't touch it, but seems to be able to see her all the time.

She just fell asleep.

"I was only three years old when she left. By the time I was able to buy such a tomb for her, she had been rotten underground for more than ten years. It's a pity that she looked so good and only bones were left." Walk the way.

Si Xingpei's mother is very beautiful. In the few photos left behind, you can also see her peerless elegance. To the point where Si Xingpei's appearance is 90% inherited from his mother.

If he wasn't a soldier and was pampered, he would be prettier than anyone else in the world. It's a pity that it's a bit rough now, but of course it's still very handsome.

People in the world say that the current Overseer's wife, Cai Jingshu, is a stunning beauty, a beauty rarely seen in a hundred years, but the old servants in the family, including Si Xingpei's grandmother and aunt, said: "It's too far!

Whether it's appearance or character, it's far worse.

Sometimes men are cheap. He often doesn't know what he has lost, just like Si Xingpei's father.

Of course, he didn't think it was the father either - he kept calling that guy the Overseer, like his boss.

Gu Qingzhou was silent.

"Do you think I'm perverted again?" Si Xingpei turned his head and asked Gu Qingzhou in a low voice, "I'm just for myself. Putting her bones here in such a way, I have a concern in my heart, as if Like a mother..."

"No, no change!" Gu Qingzhou's voice was buzzing, maybe it was too cold, her teeth chattering, "This is more real than the photo, I like it!"

Si Xingpei's lips curled slightly, revealing a smile.

He put his arms around Gu Qingzhou's shoulders and brought her to the front of the crystal coffin.

He said seriously to the white-faced man in the coffin: "Mom, the boat is here to see you."

Gu Qingzhou stood in front, motionless.

After a long time, Si Xingpei said again: "Qingzhou, you kowtow to my mother."

Gu Qingzhou said yes.

There is no futon on the ground, and a layer of ice.

Her palms rested on the ground first, and immediately became frozen stiff. The cold current on her knees flowed along her limbs, and she was so cold that she was freezing.

Gu Qingzhou kowtowed three times.

Si Xingpei helped her up.

Then, he knelt down and kowtowed three times reverently.

"Mom, I will bring Qingzhou to see you during festivals in the future. You have to bless Qingzhou." Si Xingpei said in a low voice.

When they came out, Si Xingpei locked the door and someone brought hot water to wash their hands.

The hands were soaked in the hot water, and the knuckles were slowly able to move, and Gu Qingzhou's body slowly warmed up.

Afterwards, someone brought hot tea.

Gu Qingzhou drank two cups of hot tea before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

"My mother loves cleanliness all her life. When the servants talk about my wife, they say she is too clean. She must be unhappy if she is allowed to suffer so many years underground." Si Xingpei said, "I used to often When I dreamed of her, she cried to me; until I moved her here, she accidentally fell into a dream, and she was full of laughter."

Speaking of this, there is a very pure warmth on his face, like a child.

He has already told Gu Qingzhou his most important secrets.

Si Xingpei also asked Gu Qingzhou: "Do you miss your mother?"

"Tell the truth?" Gu Qingzhou asked sideways.

"It's the truth!"

"I was born prematurely. My mother's health has not been very good since I was born, so the first milk I ate was given by my wet nurse Li Ma.

I was only two years old when my mother died and I don't remember anything. Li Ma took me to the country. In fact, I never thought about my mother, because I don't lack maternal love, and Li's mother loves me very much.

In my heart, Ma Li is my mother. Li Ma said that I would be willing to go to the city only if the Gu family repays the Sun family. Si Xingpei, unlike you, I am a person with a mother. "Gu Qingzhou said.

Mama Li is her mother, at least in her heart.

They depend on each other.

Gu Qingzhou did these things, it seemed, for the Sun family, for her biological mother, but in fact for Li Ma.

Because Li Ma wants her revenge.

Of course, Gu Qingzhou also hates Gu Guizhang and Qin Zhengzheng, but without Ma Li, she would not be so desperate.

"...Then bring your wet nurse to the city, we will take care of her." Si Xingpei said.

Gu Qingzhou shook her head: "Mama Li said that she didn't want to be a constraint. When the matter is over, she will come back."

Si Xingpei did not force her.

Having seen his secrets, Si Xingpei and Gu Qingzhou stayed on the mountain for three days.

Si Xingpei took her to see all kinds of weapons and even taught her how to use a cannon.

Everyone in the research institute respects Gu Qingzhou.

In such a secret place, Gu Qingzhou is not an expert in weapons, nor is she a high-level military officer. She appears here with only one identity: the future hostess!

They respect her so much, you can see it in their eyes.

Gu Qingzhou can also guess their thoughts, which is a little embarrassing.

They live in the two houses at the foot of the mountain at night.

Si Xingpei slept on the outside, and Gu Qingzhou slept on the inside.

The next night, Gu Qingzhou listened to the wind blowing from the mountains and asked Si Xingpei: "Why do you tell me such an important secret? There must be a reason."

"Because you saved my life, because you were by my side." Si Xingpei said, "I said that our lives will be shared in the future, and everything I have is yours!"

Gu Qingzhou wants to ask: will you marry me?

Then she thought, this kind of problem will increase his burden.

If he really wants to marry her, what qualifications does she have to be his wife?

Does she have enough money and background to provide him with troops and ammunition to help him cross the Yangtze River and achieve the unification of China?

Is she vigilant enough to escape the assassin's death time and time again without letting him lose his family and wife's ability?

Is she really qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with him?

Love can be yours, but marriage needs to be evenly matched.

Thousands of years of "the right match" is not an empty phrase, but a real truth drawn from the test.

Gu Qingzhou didn't ask.

Or maybe, just because she didn't love him, she didn't have the mood to ask this sentence.

She let the wind blow her ears and sang in a low voice all night.

She fell into a sleep, and her drowsiness was relatively light. She only remembered that Si Xingpei took her twice, and each time he accidentally let go of her, he immediately woke up and held her firmly in his arms before he could continue. fall asleep.

His breath was warm, falling on the side of her face.

Gu Qingzhou can kiss his lips with a slight tilt of his head. She wanted to soak up that warmth, especially on such a cold winter night, but she held back.

She huddles into a ball as she turns to his side, letting him hug her from behind.

In the early morning of the third day, Si Xingpei cooked noodles for Gu Qingzhou to celebrate her birthday, although it had been two days since her birthday.

On the eighth day of the first day, I went to the base and met Si Xingpei's mother again. They were both very tired.

When Si Xingpei was about to get up to cook noodles, he was stopped by Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou said: "The day after tomorrow is Christmas on the Western calendar, and we also have a fashionable holiday to mix with my birthday."

Si Xingpei agreed.

"Qingzhou, live a long life!" He cooked the noodles and served them to Gu Qingzhou seriously.

He kneaded the noodles himself, made the hijab himself, and cooked the chicken soup last night.

Gu Qingzhou took a sip, it was very delicious, the noodles were very strong, and the hijab was sweet and delicious.

The taste of Yuecheng people is sweet, and the hijab made by Si Xingpei always has the right ratio of sugar and salt, no more and no less.

"Thank you!" Gu Qingzhou changed his past squeamishness, picked up the bowl of noodles, imitated Si Xingpei, and devoured it in a big mouth.

Si Xingpei's smile was deep in his eyes, he touched her head lightly, and looked at her with satisfaction.