✨ General, Landlord 16 ✨

The task of collecting the rent was successfully completed, and Qing Qingxuan enjoyed her leisure time, drinking tea and reading books in the garden.

Seeing that she was more comfortable than himself, Master An walked over to sit aside and asked, "Girl, when are you going to get married?"

Gan Zhi didn't expect the master to be so direct, and her heart was raised.

She had already imagined in her mind that the young lady was married, and she would not depend on her appearance in the future.

Ugh, it hurts.

Ling Qingxuan put down the teacup, turned a page of the book, and said slowly, "I'm still young."

What about an eighteen-year-old girl, what's the hurry?

Master An almost spit out a sip of tea, "Little thing, when the big room was your age, the child was three years old."

With the chilling air, Master An suddenly felt that his daughter's eyes became sharp.

"Dad, do you want to hug your grandson?"

Mr. An shook his head, "I don't want to, it's so noisy, you have babies in the future, bring them all by yourself, don't throw them to me, the old man."

Later, he added: "Actually, I still have some thoughts. When my grandson is born, I will build a house for him to crawl around and play with."

Gan Zhi coughed twice, "Master, the young lady is frail and sick, so please heal your body first."

"Marriage and medical treatment are not in conflict. Come on, girl, whose cub do you like?"

Mr. An spoke directly, Ling Qingxuan had already experienced it, and she followed: "It's really a brat."

[...] What would the villain do if he knew that he was a brat in the host's heart, worrying.

How shrewd Master An is, he frowned, feeling that things are not easy.

My daughter-in-law really likes it.

As a visitor, Master An warned: "Girl, you can't believe what this man says, especially between the bed and the girl's house, you can't be deceived by the man's rhetoric, you have to look at his behavior."

Ling Qingxuan was quite interested, put down the book, and asked obediently, "What do you think?"

"I miss you, miss you, pamper you, follow you, and put you first in everything."

Gan Zhi's eyes showed yearning, and she couldn't help but say: "Master, men are not women's gods, do you have to obey your husband?"

Master An tutted twice, "A man who loves you can be humble enough to be in the mud, to be inferior to men and women."

Ling Qingxuan always felt that his cheap father had a story when he was young.

Being pulled and listening to the great truth of life, Aya Qingxuan fell asleep.

Master An's words are more powerful than reading a book to hypnotize him.

"Girl, what are your thoughts?" Mr. An was finally ready to end the conversation.

Ling Qingxuan took a sip of tea and said lightly, "Equality."

Master An held the teacup, and seemed to have figured out something, and suddenly burst into laughter, tears almost coming out.

"Okay, well said."

He took it into his arms, grabbed the silver note and threw it on the table, "Take it to buy new clothes and rouge gouache, you are too old, don't wear this veil, dress up next time, go out and kill those sons and brothers for your father's beauty. "

Aya Qingxuan frowned.

Wouldn't she be beautiful if she didn't dress up?

There is a father who throws money away if he doesn't agree, she is so tired.

Mr. An wiped the corners of his eyes, turned around, and sighed quietly.

late.

Too bad it's all too late.

...

Gan Zhi said to get her a quilt, and quickly did it.

When Ling Qingxuan lay on the bed again, she was much softer.

"Miss, that hammock..."

Ling Qingxuan put the hammock on Gan Zhi's hand, "Here it is."

For the sake of the soft bed, you can do whatever you want.

Gan Zhi looked inexplicable, but without persuading Miss, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, these flowers are dying. If you like wild flowers, I'll shave some for you?"

Although there is water in the bottle, it will not live long without roots.

"take a break."

Aya Qingxuan waited for her to leave and threw the wildflowers to zz.

[Host, I don't eat grass. 】

Could it be that you eat meat? Pork understand?

[No, no, no. 】Terrible.

zz was worried that his host would be crazy and really let it eat meat, so he prepared to open his mouth and force the wild flowers.

Aya Qingxuan was calm.

Make it into dried flowers.

[...] zz breathed a sigh of relief and scared a pig to death.

[I, I work hard. 】The ingenious zz is online.

Ling Qingxuan slept until the middle of the night and felt uneasy. She put on some clothes and walked to the garden. There was a person lying on the high wall, sleeping soundly.

"Gu Mo." She raised her head and called.

The man muttered twice, but didn't wake up.

"Fool."

Just don't care, just let him fall asleep here.

[Host, the villain already has a dark disease. If you catch a cold, you will get sicker, so you can say a few more words. 】

This is called fighting poison with poison.

This seat is so weak, what should I do with a bad voice?

[...] The host is the weakest, um, with a beautiful body and a delicate body, it is easy to be pushed down, and no refutation is allowed.

After fighting zz, Ling Qingxuan picked up a stone and threw it on it.

The man's reaction speed was fast, and he grabbed the stone with a big hand.

The dark ink pupils opened, looking at the moonless night sky, he pursed his lips, turned over, and looked at the girl below.

"Linger~"

The tail sound rose, and it seemed that he came here specially, just to call her.

"How do you..."

Before Ling Qingxuan finished speaking, the man said, "I miss you."

"I can't sleep."

Ling Qingxuan mercilessly exposed it, and said nonsense by the way, "You just fell asleep and snored."

General Gu coughed twice, slightly drunk on the tip of his ears, "Then I will bear it, and I won't fight next time."

He explained: "I can't sleep without you at home, but with you here, I'll fall asleep."

He came here early, but unfortunately the little girl was not there. He was lying on the wall, thinking of her, and fell asleep with the breeze of the starry night.

The eyes that have been honed over the years by killing and ill-will, but at this time just want to sink to her side and carry her.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the man who suddenly became well-behaved, and remembered what Master An said.

Well, the words of a man cannot be easily believed.

She opened her hand, "Want to kiss me?"

Gu Mo's feet slipped, trying to stabilize.

He nodded tentatively, "Think."

During the day, that is not a kiss at all, it is just a touch.

But the touch didn't go away.

Ling Qingxuan withdrew his hand, the man said he wanted to, but he didn't want to.

[...] Host, your logic is wrong!

Seeing that she didn't speak anymore, Gu Mo sighed, "Why can't you sleep when you come out at this time?"

"A little." Sure enough, the hammock was still comfortable, and she shouldn't compromise.

The man smiled softly, was extremely patient, and said in a low voice, "Can I put you to sleep then?"

Aya Qingxuan nodded.

Gu Mo took a breath and looked for the tune and the words that his mother hummed in his ear when he was a child.

Ling Qingxuan didn't rush, and after waiting for a while, a gentle and leisurely tune hummed from the man's thin lips.

In this silent night, it is extraordinarily clear and pleasant.

One after another, it reached the little girl's ears and heart.

Like a vibration, the tiny dust started to vibrate and gradually expanded, trying to crack the solid wall and break the thick wall.

The warm water dripped onto his cheeks, and Aya Qingxuan reached out and touched it.

This little guy is crying?

She saw the wetness hanging on his eyelashes, but she had a strange feeling in her heart.

He raised his hand and pressed his warm palm to his heart.

What the **** is wrong with her?

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✨ General, Landlord 17 ✨

Gu Mo was immersed in the light and sad tune, and his heart seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Lengxiang came, there was a slight sound of footsteps on tiptoe, the tune was interrupted, he half-rise, before raising his eyes, his soft body fell into his arms.

General Gu supported the wall under him with one hand, and then he stabilized and did not cause the two of them to fall together.

"Ling'er...why did you come up?"

The woman's body was slightly cold, and he held it tighter.

The wall was so high that he probed it, and the little girl had no inner strength at all.

"Flying up." Ling Qingxuan replied seriously, but Gu Mo thought she was joking.

That's all, the little girl's bones can be fixed for him, what's the surprise on the wall.

The cold fingertips stroked his face, Gu Mo stepped back slightly, his body was held down, he didn't respond quickly, and he was afraid that she would fall, so Jun face was succeeded.

Aya Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally pinched the little guy's face.

Skin is firm, no blemishes, just not too soft.

Lolo's baby fat face is the best face she has ever squeezed so far.

Gu Mo didn't expect that she wanted to pinch his face, but then he saw that she was distracted and seemed dissatisfied.

"Ling'er."

They were all hugging each other, and she was still distracted.

She was well-proportioned, but now she looked petite in his arms.

It's soft, cool and comfortable to hold.

The cold eyes focused, Ling Qingxuan's hand went up and placed it by the corner of his eye, her tone was cold and soft, "Why are you crying?"

The thick eyelashes were slightly startled, Gu Mo reached out and wiped his eyes.

"It's dew, I didn't cry."

The boy didn't cry easily, but he didn't cry.

The delicate and fair face enlarged, Gu Mo missed a breath, and closed her eyes tightly, thinking she was going to kiss him.

His heart lost its rhythm with excitement, and the touch he imagined didn't come. He was kissed on the corner of his eye, and the soft tip of his tongue swept across, causing shivering.

Gu Mo's breathing was all messed up.

"Ling'er..."

Ling Qingxuan withdrew, her face sullen, "This dew is salted, salty."

Gu Mo couldn't express the feeling in his heart, but he felt that his heart was soft and messy.

He has nothing now, and the mother's love and righteousness that supported him have fallen.

Every day is like a ruffian, living in a mess, with no future and no expectations.

All he has is himself...

"Gu Mo, I will accompany you."

The woman was cold and seemed to never bring temperature.

But these words just entered his heart.

Gu Mo adjusted his posture, sat on the wall, and held her in his arms.

The two were blowing a breeze, and their ink hair was entangled.

The man's tone was teasing, his chin resting on her hair, "What kind of vision do you say, I don't have anything, why do you like me?"

It was probably the eyes that were smashed.

[Cough, host, don't spoil the atmosphere~]

Aya boss said that this is not a problem.

She was full of momentum, reaching out and hooking his waist, "It's okay, I will be there in the future."

The slender arms couldn't wrap around his waist, but it gave him a very reassuring feeling.

"keep your word."

"Um."

The two sat for a while, but Gu Mo didn't really want to drag her on this high wall. After all, staying up late is not good for your health.

He led her down the wall, lowered his head, and kissed her on the forehead.

The 'bae' was particularly loud.

"Go back to your room to sleep, and see you tomorrow."

The little girl didn't turn around in three steps as he imagined, and was extremely attached to her and didn't want to leave, but just walked away without looking back.

General Gu felt that the night was too dark, blocking his charm.

The fragrance of flowers is leisurely, as if everything just happened was a dream.

He took out a piece of white jade pendant from his arms and broke it in half.

With a whistle, the eagle leaned down from the night sky.

He tied the jade pendant to its sturdy legs and waved, "Send it to the palace."

The eagle left, and after wandering around the garden for a while, he decided to search his home.

...

Aya Qingxuan is sick again.

She leaned against the head of the bed and drank two bowls of bitter medicine.

"Miss, isn't the quilt thick enough?" Gan Zhi didn't know that she had gone out in the middle of the night, and thought it was because of her constitution.

Aya Qingxuan nodded.

Stack it higher so it's softer.

Gan Zhi sighed and was about to take out the bowl when Ling Qingxuan stopped her.

"Sugarcane, do something for me."

"what?"

Far away by the ridge on the east side of the street, Gu Mo was lying on a chair with his eyes closed, listening to the frogs screaming beside him.

The An family is too big, and he only found half of it yesterday.

He had to find time to go to the room where there were people left.

What is the Dragon Vein Treasure?

If he doesn't find this thing, what will he use to threaten the little emperor and let the little emperor contact the ban.

The chair creaked, and Gu Mo fell asleep when he heard footsteps.

He opened his eyes, and more than a dozen strong men carrying exquisite furniture rushed into his dilapidated house.

"Who are you?" Gu Mo got up, his cold aura radiated, and those strong men were a head shorter in front of him.

"Send, send things."

"Wrong way, I didn't buy these."

One of the strong men said, "That's right, Miss An said, the bare one is in the doorway."

Miss Ann?

Linger!

Gu Mo looked complicated and didn't say a word.

The strong men carefully observed his expression.

After a while, Gu Mo sat back on the chair.

"Move."

The strong men breathed a sigh of relief and added furniture. The originally small room was a bit crowded.

Watching the strong men leave, Gu Mo didn't sit for a while when another group of aunties came, with big bags and small bags in their hands, standing in his bare fields.

"That's it, Miss An said to fill him up today."

"Good boy, why don't you even bother to plant fields?"

"Miss An is also heartbroken. There is nothing in the field, and this guy can't pay the rent. Let's hurry up."

Gu Mo's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the aunts who looked like they were in their own fields, sowing seeds and talking gossip.

"I heard that Master An is going to find a husband for Miss An."

Gu Mo had planned to ignore their voices to sleep, but now the tip of his ear moved, and his ink pupils opened slightly.

"Ms. An is older at this age. I had two babies when I was eighteen, but she is not in good health and can't. Now she has started to collect rent and walks around a lot. She looks much healthier."

"Yeah, I thought that little girl had a lot of things she didn't understand, but I didn't expect it to be quite powerful, and she didn't have any airs."

"Ms. An is beautiful and kind, and good people are rewarded. I hope she gets better soon."

Gu Mo crossed his legs and felt relieved when he heard them compliment the little girl.

Another aunt said, "Isn't the maid next to Miss An hired us for Yinzi? The little maid said that Miss An is sick again."

The sway of the chair stopped, and Gu Mo frowned.

The little girl is sick again.

He got up and carried the **** by the wall, ready to dig some medicine for the little girl.

"General Gu... Brother Gu."

The voice of Young Master Wenrun came from behind, but Gu Mo didn't turn his head back, "I'm busy, don't bother me."

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✨ General, Landlord 18 ✨

Gu Mo was really busy, busy digging medicine for the little girl, and helping to find things for the little girl.

He can't suffer in vain when they send furniture and people to farm.

Gu Mo said to leave, but Du Ping didn't stop him at all.

Watching him leave, Du Ping looked gloomy.

The servant next to him said, "Young Master, this man is sloppy and vulgar and doesn't know the etiquette, so let's not invite him to the master's birthday party."

Du Ping snorted in a deep voice, "If you understand, you are not a servant."

Descendant:…

"Whose son is that, the real murderer."

"People are either rich or expensive. Let's farm well and don't mess with it."

A few aunts whispered, Du Ping looked over, and they immediately continued to sow seeds.

Oh, this General Gu is really leisurely, and the emperor rewarded him with specially invited people to plant it.

There was nothing in Gu Mo's small shabby room. Du Ping put the invitation on the table, only to notice that the furniture didn't fit into the room.

"This, this is not a good Nanmu!" The servant was surprised, "And this, the top precious jade plate."

"Why are there so many good things in his house?"

And it's worth a lot.

Du Ping's expression restrained, his fan rested on the table.

Gu Mo is penniless. Could it be that the emperor just pretended to impose a ban?

No one answered, and he had to investigate the matter himself.

After Du Ping returned to Du's house, he heard that Du Ningxiang was playing a temper.

She threw the delicate pastries on the table on the ground, and said in a bad tone, "Why do you want to invite people from the An family to come, I was bullied like that last time, Dad, doesn't he know!"

The maid next to her couldn't persuade her, and when she saw Du Ping coming back, there was a shy look on her face, "Young master."

Du Ningxiang was stunned for a moment and sat on the stool with a snort.

She threw a crumpled invitation on the table, "I won't go anyway, whoever you love will go."

The maid stood aside, Du Ping stepped forward, sat opposite her, picked up the invitation, and instructed his servant, "Let the master write another copy."

"Yes, sir."

Du Ningxiang was annoyed, "Brother, why are you like this too? The An family bullied your sister, you didn't fight for me, and you followed your father to please others."

Her brother hadn't come back for several years, and when he came back, his temperament had settled down a lot. Sometimes she didn't dare to talk to him, but now she was dizzy and couldn't help but think.

"To please?" The man opened his fan, his handsome face did not show much expression, "It's just a matter of courtesy, if you can't hold your breath, you can only please others forever."

"elder brother!"

"I know everything about you and An Ling. My Du family has savings anyway. It's not a poor family. How can you be short-sighted and want to take other people's things when you see them."

"I..." Du Ningxiang couldn't help but feel wronged when she said this: "I really just looked at it, and An Ling didn't say she wanted to go back every time. Isn't this a default gift to me?"

"As the landlord of An family, there are many good things in the family. It's nothing to give me one or two."