My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

Chapter 158 Chang Lang, you’re still here!

After finishing, Chang An lay on the bed very satisfied, while Gu Li leaned on his chest, breathing slightly. Chang An stretched out his hand and pinched Gu Li's ticklish spot as if teasing him.

"Oh... Changlang, stop messing around."

Gu Li wanted to struggle, but because of exhaustion, she couldn't push him away, so she could only speak in a tone that was almost pleading. After she finished speaking, she coughed twice, so Chang An had to gently help her breathe.

Gu Li rested for a while, forced himself to sit up, and said, "Chang Lang should get up, otherwise Huaiqin and Zhen'er will see everything when they come back."

"Get up now."

Chang An sat up from the bed, but tilted his head, as if he felt a little unsatisfied, so he pulled Gu Li over and bit her lips hard. Gu Li did not resist, just catering to Chang An until she was satisfied, and then he could breathe.

After the two of them put on their clothes, the sound of Huaiqin and Zhener talking and laughing could be heard from the yard.

Chang An asked Gu Li to rest for a while, and he went outside. When the two maids saw Chang An, they greeted him, "Young Master."

"How is it? Is everything done?" Chang An asked.

"My lord, everything has been done." Huaiqin replied.

"What did the craftsman say?" Chang An asked again.

"The craftsman said that the chessboard is easy to make. All you need to do is make a wooden board of the right size and then add some ink," Huaiqin said. "As for the chess pieces, you only need to carve out the patterns, but for the Monopoly figurine, you need to write the time."

"But you can get it tomorrow afternoon."

Chang An nodded and said, "That's fine. You guys go down and have a rest. I'm going to the study. If Gu Niang asks me where I am, just tell her."

"Yes, son."

Chang An walked to the study room, and the desk was empty. Originally, the flying chess and Monopoly were made for Gu Li to play at home after she became pregnant, but she didn't expect that they would come in handy today.

He sat down directly at the desk. When he looked up, he could only see the yard outside the door and the pavilion that was vaguely visible. He couldn't help feeling a little empty.

Chang An picked up the pen again, took an empty book, and began to think about what to write. He had already copied down all the famous works he remembered, and the rest were some lyrics or long poems.

writing a novel?

He still remembered how sad and depressed Gu Li was when he just finished reading "Anohana". But if he wrote something else...

Jiujiu? Giant? Or Ninja?

Forget it, these are all things that are not suitable for her to watch. Who knows, she might end up like "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day" again.

This really puts me, Chang Yonghe, in a difficult position.

He searched for some things in his mind again, but there was nothing real or worth writing about, so he simply threw the pen aside and thought with his chin in his hand.

Finally, he sighed, picked up the pen and slowly wrote three words on the first page of the book - "Pipa Xing".

"Old White, I definitely don't want to monopolize the fruits of your labor. The main reason is that I really have nothing to write, so I borrowed it temporarily to copy."

Chang An muttered to himself as he wrote.

"I have already copied "Pipa Xing". I think you wouldn't mind copying "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" too, Mr. Bai?"

He copied down everything, including "The Drunken Pavilion" and "Red Cliff", and then he sorted it out a little before closing the book with satisfaction. Then he put his hands together again and said:

"Please don't blame me, I just use it for my wife's entertainment in her spare time. It is definitely not for commercial purposes."

As soon as Gu Li walked into the study, he heard Chang An's mumbling, and then asked in confusion: "Didn't Chang Lang want to study? Why are you planning to do business now?"

Chang An was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "No, no, I'm talking nonsense, Gu Niang, you heard it wrong."

You can't say such things carelessly. Now that you are a nobleman in the imperial court, let alone doing business, you will be implicated if you even put the name of your shop on your slaves.

"I copied some new long poems and showed them to you, Gu Niang, and then I'll say a few words about them." Chang An said, handing the collection of poems he had just copied to Gu Li.

Gu Li took the poetry collection and put it directly on the table, saying, "Let's talk about the poetry collection later! Chang Lang, it's time to have dinner now!"

Chang An was stunned for a moment, then turned slightly and looked at the sky outside. It was already getting a little dark, and it was indeed time for dinner.

"Let's go!" Chang An stood up from the desk, then pulled Gu Li and walked towards the pavilion.

Sitting at the table, Chang An looked at the food on the table, which was delicious. Chang An rubbed his hands, looked at the dishes on the table, and then picked up the chopsticks, habitually picked up some of Gu Li's favorite dishes and put them in her bowl.

Gu Li looked at the dishes on the table, none of which were what Chang An liked to eat, but in her subconscious, it was an indispensable thing for the two of them to pick up food for each other before the meal. So, she picked up an omelette and put it in Chang An's bowl.

"Chang Lang has been writing poetry for such a long time, so he should eat an egg to replenish his body." Gu Li said in a flattering manner.

"it is good!"

Chang An picked up the fried egg directly and took a bite. Seeing Chang An eating happily, Gu Li also became happy.

I picked up a piece of meat and put it in my mouth, it tasted delicious!

"By the way, Chang Lang, what poems did you write in the study just now?" Gu Li asked curiously.

"They are all long poems, and some are narrative articles," Chang An said, "but because they are too long, I didn't write many of them."

"That's pretty impressive." Gu Li said proudly, "He was able to write so many things in just one afternoon. Chang Lang is much better than other Langjun."

In Gu Li's heart, Chang An had long been a great talent who surpassed the exiled immortal Li Bai. If Li Bai was an immortal who was banished to the mortal world, then wherever her Chang Lang went was the immortal world.

Seeing Gu Li so happy, Chang An asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm happy. Why can't I smile if I'm happy?" Gu Li said playfully, "My Chang Lang is so talented."

Chang An smiled and said, "But those long poems and essays were not written by me."

"Who wrote it? Was it Chang Lang's friends?" Gu Li obviously didn't believe it.

Chang An was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said, "Indeed, they were all written by my friends."

Then Gu Li asked aggressively: "Whose son is that? Where does he live? How old is he? Is he studying or working somewhere?"

Chang An was completely stunned and opened his mouth to say something, but these were still people who had not been born yet. Even if they were born, he had no idea where they lived.

Gu Li couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Chang An's frustrated look. Although he had exposed Chang An's "lie", he still couldn't bear to see him embarrassed, so he found a way out for him:

"Alright, alright, I'm just teasing Chang Lang too, eat quickly or the food will get cold."

Helpless, Chang An had to go back and eat unhappily.

After dinner, before the medicine was served, Chang An took the poetry collection and handed it to Gu Li, who was a little bored. Gu Li was like a child who got a new toy, full of joy.

She climbed into Chang'an's arms, found a comfortable position for both of them, and leaned on his chest. The first song was Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing":

"I send off my guests at night at the Xunyang River, maple leaves and reeds rustle in the autumn... We are both exiled to the ends of the earth, so why should we have known each other before we met... Who cried the most among the people present? The Sima of Jiangzhou had his shirt wet."

After Gu Li finished reading the poem, Zhen'er brought in the medicine and said, "Sanniang, the medicine is ready."

Gu Li picked up the medicine bowl, blew air into it, and asked, "Chang Lang, I think I've heard this line, 'We are both people who have fallen into the same trap, so why should we have known each other before?'"

"what happened?"

"I knew it, this must be a poem written by Chang Lang. How could a poem written by someone else use Chang Lang's words?" Gu Li said as he took a sip of the medicine.

Chang An was immediately confused. It turned out that his beloved wife couldn't avoid this question. He had no choice but to change the subject and said, "Okay, okay, take the medicine quickly and take a shower later."

Then he leaned close to Gu Li's ear and said, "I will personally take Gu Niang to take a bath later..."

But Gu Li's reaction was normal, she nodded and simply said "yeah". She probably thought Chang An just sent her to the bathroom door, so she didn't think much about it.

After Gu Li finished drinking the medicine, he came out of Chang An's arms and went to pack his clothes. At this time, Chang An beckoned his finger, called Zhen'er over, and then whispered a few words into her ear.

Zhen'er nodded and left. Gu Li packed his clothes and left the room with Chang An. Gu Li didn't notice anything wrong until he reached the bathroom door.

"Hey!" Gu Li walked into the bathroom, then suddenly came to his senses and asked, "Chang Lang, why don't you go out?"

"Didn't I say that I would personally take Gu Niang to bathe her?" Chang An said, "Also, supervise Gu Niang to make sure she doesn't get water on the wound."

Gu Li is not a fool, she certainly knows what Chang An means.

"Chang Lang, you're still here..."

Gu Li looked at Chang An with a flushed face, but he was too embarrassed to refuse anything, so he could only turn around and bolt the door.