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In the room, Zhou Yuan was bent down and pulled out a box from under the bed, squatting on the ground and fiddling for a long time, without knowing what was happening outside.

When Gu Weiliang came back, his face was not very good-looking, and Zhou Yuan didn't dare to look at him. He just took the movements on his hand a little lighter, and picked up the strange things she hid in the box one by one in his arms.

Gu Weiliang sat next to the small table, lowering his head and looking at her seriously.

Zhou Yuan was stared at and was uncomfortable all over. His hands were moving slowly and slowly. He bit his lip and turned around, putting the picked items into another small box to take them to Gu's house.

This big box of items was the treasures that Zhou Yuan had collected for her before she got married. She didn't bring them with her when she married her. She finally had time to pick a few of them.

But Gu Weiliang didn't know what was wrong, so he stared at her without saying a word since he came in. When Zhou Yuan remembered what he said last night, the hair on his arms was about to stand up.

Zhou Yuan turned his head and looked at him secretly, closed the box and whispered: "Go back home."

Gu Weiliang responded softly and asked coldly: "Now?"

Zhou Yuan nodded his head: "Yes."

Hearing this, Gu Weiliang stood up and stood up: "Then I'll carry you out."

"Ah?" Zhou Yuan asked in a daze: "Why, why?"

"Didn't your foot sprained?"

Zhou Yuan's face became more complicated. He hugged the little box, his head lowered, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't you know everything, I'm lying to you."

At this time Qiu Chan came in, feeling something was wrong, and she lowered her voice in fear: "Girl, the carriage is waiting outside."

As soon as Qiu Chan finished speaking, Gu Weiliang was stuffed into her arms with the small box on Zhou Yuan's hand. Just as Qiu Chan was stunned, Gu Weiliang bent down and picked up Zhou Yuan, and said lightly: "Let's go."

"Oh, oh..." Qiu Chan quickly came back to her senses and followed.

Zhou Yuan moved a few uneasy times, and Gu Weiliang lowered his head and shouted softly: "Don't move around."

Zhou Yuan grabbed his collar in fear: "What are you doing! My feet didn't twist, I lied to you, please put me down quickly."

The man paused, and he couldn't tell any expression on his face, but he still looked cold and looked down at her: "It's twisted."

Zhou Yuan didn't know what was wrong with this person, but there were many maids along the way. She hid her face in Gu Weiliang's chest and her hand that was holding his collar nervously couldn't help but tighten.

Lu Jiaran stood at the entrance of Furongyuan and talked to Shen Yan. When he saw Gu Weiliang holding Zhou Yuan over, the two of them stopped talking tacitly.

Zhou Yuan buried his head, so naturally he couldn't see Gu Weiliang's footsteps deliberately slowing down when he passed by Furongyuan. He turned his head and glanced at Lu Jiaran inadvertently.

When Zhou Yuan was put on the carriage, her face turned red and she thought to herself in a depressed mood. Gu Weiliang must have done it on purpose. Knowing that her sprained foot was fake, she would deliberately use this excuse to punish her, so that she would embarrass her in front of the servants in the mansion.

The little girl's emotions suddenly came up. After getting on the carriage, she turned her head to look out the window. She didn't say anything, and didn't look at him. When she returned to the Gu Mansion, she walked towards Qinxueyuan very quickly, leaving Gu Weiliang alone behind her.

Zheng Lin was quite confused: "Young master, the lady seems to be angry."

"Um."

Gu Weiliang responded softly and stared at the figure of the little girl in front of him. Because he was walking too fast, he almost tripped by the stone under his feet. Gu Weiliang was shocked.

Zheng Lin looked at Gu Weiliang's mood and stopped talking tactfully. Others could not get involved in the couple's affairs, and it would be bad if they were implicated.

Suddenly, Gu Weiliang paused and frowned: "What's the relationship between Lu Jiaran and Zhou Yuan in the past?"

Zheng Lin said with a whisper and said hesitantly: "There are some rumors outside that the Lu family's young master was our wife. Later, somehow, he married Miss Chen, and the young master also knew about this."

"What else?"

"Release, is there any more?" Zheng Lin was confused when asked. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that nothing big was going to happen. But looking at his young master's dark face, Zheng Lin stuttered: "When Mr. Lu didn't ask to marry Miss Chen, he was very close to our wife. I heard from the maid of the Zhou family that Mr. Lu was very considerate and often brought some interesting gadgets to his wife."

Oh.

Gu Weiliang smiled coldly, and Zheng Lin couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"What else?"

"And..." Zheng Lin held it in for a while: "Young Master, what do you want to ask?"

Gu Weiliang glanced at Zheng Lin sideways, turned back calmly: "No."

Zheng Lin looked at him suspiciously, and couldn't help but complain in his heart. The young master became more and more strange and awkward during these days, and he couldn't figure it out.

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In Lin'an Hall, Sun kept sending people to guard the gate and staring at it. As soon as Zhou Yuan returned to her house, she received the news and snorted coldly.

The mother Wang, who had just been slapped a few days ago, felt a scorching pain on her face when she mentioned Zhou Yuan. She couldn't help but complain: "Old lady, you saw that Qin Xueyuan had returned to her parents' home. The adults came over the next day. Maybe they were going to coax the person back. It seems that we can't move easily, Mrs.."

Sun snorted again: "Even if you have firmly taken the position of Gu's mistress, you have to follow the rules, otherwise if it is reported, she will have no face on her face."

Mother Wang went to see Sun in confusion: "What does the old lady mean?"

Sun frowned. She couldn't sit still when she first came to the capital. She attended many big and small banquets. However, when she recognized everyone, she looked less and less. The noble-minded attitude of a noble family made Sun tired, so she couldn't call out the man's name for a while.

"The wife of Lord Wang was extremely fierce."

Mother Wang immediately felt sorry for her: "It's Cen, who loves to gossip."

"Yes, yes, you will go and hand in the letter tomorrow and invite her to the mansion for tea."

Mother Wang responded with a smile, and was still worried about her slap, hoping to come and clean up the charming person in Qinxueyuan.

The next morning, Cen came with her peacock-fed fan. It was obviously early spring and it was still cool. Cen just took it out to show off.

After all, Sun still disliked Cen's pretentious appearance, but today he was still very happy to treat each other.

The two are similar in age, but Cen's body is slightly fat and fleshy, and looks like he is about ten years younger than Sun's.

After taking a few sips of tea, Cen frowned and said disgusted: "Oh, I said Old Mrs. Gu, your tea is not a good tea. We are all older people. We must know how to enjoy good things, but we cannot save it. Besides, Lord Gu's identity is now there, why should you save it for him?"

Sun smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I have been through hard days. I am old and don't waste the good things in the mansion."

Cen couldn't help sighing. Just as he was about to persuade him, Mother Wang came over with two plates of pastries and placed them on the same place, saying, "The old lady doesn't want to waste things. The good things in the mansion didn't even enter Lin'an Hall, and were sent to Qinxueyuan."

Sun pretended to be angry: "Okay, talk too much!"

Mother Wang lowered her head and said nothing, and honestly stepped aside.

Cen frowned: "Qinxueyuan?"

Mother Wang glanced at Sun's face and whispered: "It's the yard where our wife lives."

After saying that, Sun smiled and said, "The little girl is used to being frugal and well-behaved, and she is normal for being spoiled on weekdays."

When Cen heard this, he felt emotional and put down his palm-leaf fan: "What are you saying? I said, "Old Madam Gu, you are not good enough. My daughter-in-law has to teach you well, otherwise she will have to climb onto your head in the future?"

Speaking of this, Cen said proudly: "The two sons in my mansion have married wives, and they respect me and are so kind."

Sun took two sips of tea and pretended to be a headache: "My daughter-in-law is in love with someone, and she even spares a good morning. I can't see her once a month. Look, I sent someone to invite her for tea last time, and I was even slapped in my mouth. I couldn't move."

Cen was really shocked. Unexpectedly, the fifth girl from the Zhou family became so cruel after she got married. She couldn't help but drink a sip of tea to suppress her shock.

Cen sat in Lin'an Hall for about half a stick of incense. In Qinxue Garden, Aunt Yang bent over and said something in Zhou Yuan's ear.

"Girl, Cen loves to gossip. The old lady talks randomly in front of her, probably because it will be bad for your reputation if it is spread."

Yesterday, Gu Weiliang slept in the study. The two of them had never said a word since they returned home. Zhou Yuan was upset at this moment, and Sun was even more upset when she was doing this again.

Aunt Yang took off the golden hairpin on her head and replaced it with Zhisu's words: "Girl, come and take a look. Mrs. Wang is a guest. As a mistress, you should meet."

Zhou Yuan lowered his eyes, mistress?

It won't be so soon, why bother so much?

"Qiu Chan."

Qiu Chan put down the work in her hand and hurried over and said, "I am here, what's wrong with the girl?"

"You go to Dr. Yue to get the best anti-swelling wine and send it to Lin'an Hall and give it to Mother Wang."

Qiu Chan understood Zhou Yuan’s meaning and replied with a smile: “I will go now.”

Aunt Yang breathed a sigh of relief and put the dazzling hairpin on it: "Miss has grown up and knows how to deal with these tragic things."

In Lin'an Hall, when she learned that the little maid from Qinxueyuan was coming, Sun just smiled and sent a maid to accomplish anything, so she called someone in.

Qiu Chan was decent and dignified to Sun and Cen, and then turned around and walked towards Wang's mother, which was puzzled.

Wang's mother looked at Qiu Chan vigilantly and saw Qiu Chan respectfully presenting a bottle of purple-red medicinal wine: "Last time, my mother was slapped by an adult, and the wife had been sick for two more days. She really didn't care. Yesterday, she hurried back to the house and asked me to send medicine to her mother. It should be not too late."

Mother Wang smiled embarrassedly, subconsciously glanced at Sun, and took the initiative with a harsh bullet.

Qiu Chan smiled again and said to Sun, "Mrs. Don't blame Master Gu, Mrs. Gu, you don't have to embarrass the old lady. It's really because Mother Wang said in the yard that the Zhou family was going to be executed. If you say this, shouldn't you be angry after hearing this?"

Mother Wang's face turned pale and hurriedly stepped forward. Before she could speak, Cen knocked over the teacup over there. A sip of tea from her mouth almost spurted out, and glanced at Sun with a complicated expression.

She shook her head and used a veil to wipe the water stains on her clothes: "How can you say this randomly? What kind of family is the Zhou family? It's so good now. I think the emperor has not implicated the Grand Tutor because of King An. If these words are spread by someone who is interested and randomly speculates on the holy intention, it will be a death sentence."

Mother Wang was so scared that her legs became weak and she knelt on the ground with a thud: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

Sun's face looked very ugly. He held the veil tightly and saw Qiu Chan smile at her: "Recalling the girl came to Qinxueyuan to visit her by the order of the old lady, forcing her to hand over the cards and pushed her. The young master punished her and hoped that the old lady would not take her anger on my wife. After the wife recovered from a serious illness, she heard about this and pleaded for Miss Gu."

Sun's hands trembled when he heard this, pointing at Qiu Chan and said, "How could Li'er do it when she talks nonsense!"

Qiu Chan smiled helplessly, and was puzzled: "That is to say, Miss Gu doesn't know what kind of demon she is possessed."

Sun stared at Qiu Chan, unable to say anything to refute for a moment. On the other hand, Cen, who was standing beside him, watched it lively enough and suddenly understood why Sun brought him to tea today. He couldn't help but curl his lips, almost being used as a gun, and he was slightly unhappy.
Chapter completed!