Gu Fengjian has been looking in the mirror for at least one stick of incense.

Even if the surface of the bronze mirror is rough and blurry, it can be clearly identified that it is a woman's face.

Countless facts proved that this was not his fantasy. He really became a woman, or a woman he might know.

After the initial shock and helplessness passed, Gu Fengjian put away all his expressions and stood up.

He walked around the house with a pace.

His limbs are strong and his breathing is steady. At least it is much better than his body before his previous cold. There are calluses on the knuckles of his palms, and there are many marks of swords and swords left near the tiger's mouth. This shows that this man has been practicing martial arts for many years.

The decorations in the house are very simple, with only some daily utensils. The appearance is quite old, and even a few pieces of furniture are on the edge of the damage. There is a lot of dust left above the bed frame and in the corner of the house. If nothing unexpected happens, this person should have just moved in.

On the wooden table near the door, there was a broken jade pendant. The jade pendant was once his and he could recognize it.

Gu Fengjian pushed open the wardrobe standing deep and searched it. In addition to a few pieces of clothing for changing clothes, he also found the other party's entry documents and various identity certificates stored inside.

When he saw the familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror, he had already guessed it roughly, and at this moment he could finally be sure of the identity of this person.

"Song Sanniang." Gu Fengjian whispered, "Song Chuzhao."

Gu Fengjian only took a look and put everything back.

I wonder when the Song family was so down and out, Song Chuzhao actually wanted to live in such a house. Are they really not afraid that General He would find out that they did this?

I think General He has been idle for too long, ignored government affairs, and had no children on his side, which made people forget his past majesty.

Gu Fengjian sneered, and sat down beside the bed with his skirt in his arms. While thinking secretly, he heard the sound of hunger clamoring in Wudian Temple.

Gu Fengjian lowered his head.

I don’t know what time it is now, but it must have passed the meal time. No one has come to call him now, I’m afraid he will go find something to eat by himself.

Song Chuzhao woke up from a burst of heat.

She was covered with at least two thick quilts, and she was weak and unable to move.

The doors and windows are tightly closed, so the room is very stuffy.

I don’t know where the incense is burning, so that there will be no accumulated odor in the house. When the white smoke scatters into the air and floats to the edge of the bed, the smell is just light and refreshing.

Song Chuzhao had a lot of effort before moving it, not sure why he felt so uncomfortable.

She hasn't been sick for a long time, and even if she is sick, she will not be like this. At this moment, she is like being beaten a hundred times in a turbulent wave, and her muscles and bones are all exhausted.

Song Chuzhao...How could he admit defeat easily?!

She struggled hard, finally stretched her hand out of the imprisoned quilt, pressed her iron arms from above, and pressed her tightly.

Song Chuzhao almost suffocated and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Then two enlarged faces came into her sight. Both of them looked at her nervously with concern. However, they were both people that Song Chuzhao didn't know.

Song Chuzhao blinked in a daze, smelled the fragrance in the air, and turned his eyes to look around.

The strange scenery swept through her pupils, and several keywords popped up in her mind - powerful families, at least at least the fifth grade or above, and she didn't know them.

"Fifth brother, are you okay?"

The handsome man reached his hand to her forehead, and Song Chuzhao subconsciously avoided and looked at him with caution.

The man did not force himself and took his hand back freely, and was even more worried about her stunned reaction at this moment.

Gu Silang: "The doctor said he should be fine, just wake up, why do I see him losing his soul?"

Mrs. Gu: "Wuron, tell me, where else do you feel uncomfortable?"

Gu Silang: "You said you were almost ready! When you fainted, you almost didn't scare us!"

Song Chuzhao opened his mouth, unable to speak, and turned his gaze numbly to the top. A thick purple thunder suddenly flashed in a chaotic brain, clearing the clouds and mist, and shaking her body.

Her hand, which was hidden under the quilt, slid down very slowly and firmly, and felt a certain structure in her current body, and her whole body's qi and blood were fading from her face.

Fortunately, her face was pale at first, but at this moment, she didn't see any clues except for her slightly ferocious expression because of her loss of control.

"Are you trembling? Fifth brother, do you still feel cold?" Gu Silang pressed her shoulder through the quilt and said in surprise, "Why are you shaking more and more violently? What's wrong with you?"

Sorry... She just couldn't control herself for a while.

But Gu Silang said anxiously: "Mom, I just said that my fifth brother was all scared by you because you asked him to marry that Song San! If it were me, I would have been scared to death!"

Mrs. Gu glared at him warningly and signaled him to walk away.

Song Chuzhao understood.

She is Gu Jiawuro now?

The one who got engaged to her was Gu Wulang, not Gu Silang?

Oh! What did Mrs. Song do? She was cheating and calling her back to get married, but she didn't even figure out the partner? Then wouldn't they have a lot of bad words?

After asking Gu Silang to interrupt this, Song Chuzhao stopped shaking again, and even his blood and blood were healed a little.

"Wuror." Mrs. Gu bent down and called her softly. Seeing her looking over, she smiled.

She took a bowl of bitter medicine from the servant next to her and said in a comforting tone: "Drink medicine."

As he said that, Gu Silang asked him to help Song Chuzhao get up from the bed.

Song Chuzhao said: "I will do it myself."

The voice of the voice was dull and low, and it was indeed a man's voice.

She took it from the other party and wanted to get bored.

The medicine is actually not very bitter, or maybe it is because she has no taste in her mouth at the moment and can't taste any taste.

Mrs. Gu sat aside and looked at her with affection. Her gaze was too gentle, causing a layer of cold sweat to burst into Song Chuzhao's forehead, slowing down the speed of taking medicine.

To be honest, Song Chuzhao has never been seen like this.

Needless to say, her father used her as a military training on weekdays. But her mother was a little better, she used her as a military training.

She was careful and didn't think anything was wrong.

So this is the feeling of being held in the palm of your hand?!

...Think about it, it seems pretty good?

Gu Fengjian came out of the house and walked a short distance before he saw the servants of the Song Mansion.

He didn't look squinted, but walked on the main road.

The structure of the house is generally roughly the same, with traces to follow. Gu Fengjian walked around and stopped, and inferred based on the servant's dress, holding objects, and walking route, and successfully walked into the hall for dining.

The Song family had just finished their meal and had already taken down the food. Several pots of melons, fruits and pastries were placed on the table.

Old Mrs. Song was chatting with several people after cooking.

This mansion is actually General Song's house. Although the Song family had already separated, because Song's father was not at home for many years and the eldest lady was afraid of loneliness, she called her third son over. So Song Sanye and his family also lived in the Song Mansion.

Gu Fengjian originally wanted to go in directly, but who would suddenly hear his name, paused in the air, and then took it back.

"I naturally can't bear to let you go if you get married. But I can't force you to keep you, right? Shi Wen, grandmother knows your filial piety, and grandmother loves you the most, so she will definitely find the most suitable marriage for you."

"grandmother--"

"Okay. I'll go and talk to Mrs. Gu before I mention your relationship with Gu Wulang. It's good to have a kinship, and I don't think she will refuse."

At this time, another slightly younger voice interrupted: "Our second mother is good everywhere, who would look down on our second mother? The matchmaker who proposed marriage outside the door had long been standing by, because our second mother had a high vision. It was like Song Chuzhao. If it weren't for the sudden emergence of an old marriage contract, how could she find such a good marriage with her reputation?"

The woman laughed out loud.

"It's also a mistake. With the comparisons like Song Chuzhao, you are even more out of the world.

"And I think Gu Wulang is better than Gu Silang, more mature and steady. I have seen him before, but I feel that he is polite and polite. If he really gets a family, he will definitely feel aroused by our second mother."

The old woman Song pondered for a moment and said, "Gu Silang, although he is older, he acts a little frivolous and impetuous, and may not be a good person."

Gu Fengjian's expression rarely cracked. I wonder if he should say thank you for your respect.

The Song family, who didn’t even ask about the partner they had married, had they planned their future?

Who is Gu Wu? She wants to marry her, so she has to marry her?

His mother really didn't like Song Er.

Gu Fengjian stood in the corridor and was finally discovered.

Mrs. Song San stood up, made a loud voice, and said in a long tone: "Who is eavesdropping behind the wall? Oh, it turns out it's Song Sanniang!"

Gu Fengjian walked out with the trend. His expression was natural, and there was no embarrassment at all.

Song Chuzhao's third aunt is also a beautiful woman with a plump figure, but her look is really disliked.

"It's already this time that I'm coming out? I just called the maid to go to your room and said that you're still resting. I'm lying on the bed in the sky and the sun is spreading, and I'm afraid I'll be criticized for being lazy and lazier and shameful."

Gu Fengjian's eyes were slightly deeper. Thinking of his fourth brother saying that Song Chuzhao was a arrogant and domineering person who often beat and scolded him, he would not tolerate this tricky woman. So he pulled the corner of his mouth, raised a hypocritical smile, and said, "It's not as good as Aunt San, who can pretend to be two-faced and three-faced. If you don't want this face, don't want it."

Aunt San choked when she was so angry that her face turned red, and pointed at him and shouted: "You - you actually spoke rudely to me. You are so disrespectful and have no rules!"

Gu Fengjian didn't respond to her words, and the scene became cold. Song Shiwen stood up and asked, "Sister, what's the matter here?"

Gu Fengjian said lightly: "Come and have a meal."
To be continued...