The sun is like a red egg, hanging heavily in the hazy mist.
Gu Yilan opened her eyes.
The first thing that caught my eye was Murong's satisfied smile.
He was startled and quickly sat up, only to find that he was naked and lying so shamefully on the floor of the temple.
The one underneath him was Murong's fox fur, and the one covering him was his own robe.
And his own personal clothes were scattered everywhere.
Murong only wore a light and loose silk robe and sat steadily aside. With a satisfied smile on her face, she said softly: "My husband is awake."
Memories from the past came flooding back.
Gu Yilan lowered her eyes and remained motionless.
Murong looked at him and felt vaguely panicked. She mustered up the courage to pretend not to take it seriously and smiled: "Are you tired? Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you food and clothing."
Gu Yilan stood up expressionlessly, with her back to Murong, picking up the clothes one by one and putting them on one by one.
He was working hard and seriously, as if he was doing something very important. From the beginning to the end, he kept his back to Murong, preventing her from seeing the vital parts of his body.
Even though that kind of thing had just happened, Murong could still feel the deep contempt and silent anger.
She was stung and couldn't help but sneer: "What are you pretending to be? Didn't you enjoy it all the time? I said no, and you chased me like a dog. Aren't you enjoying it too? If you have the ability, you can use your
Cut the things so they can be clean!"
Gu Yilan seemed not to have heard anything. She put on her last piece of clothing, picked up her outer robe and put it on. She walked to the door of the temple and opened the door suddenly.
The sun shines into the main hall, and the light and shadow are mottled.
The subordinate officials, attendants, maids, and Elder Wu were kneeling on the ground at the door, standing on the wall from a distance, frowning and looking at this side.
Gu Fenglin looked at these people indifferently, his hand holding the palace door trembling slightly.
The attendants are not fools. They heard clearly what happened in the palace before.
They were extremely scared, fearing that Gu Yilan would be angry and send them all to hell.
They kowtow desperately and dare not speak.
Gu Yilan stopped in front of his cronies and said calmly: "Why?"
Why didn't you take his words seriously, and why did you let Murong in to plot against him when he was at his most vulnerable?
Why did he let it go when Murong plotted against him?
I asked this question to my close associates and also to Elder Wu.
The confidant shed tears and choked with sobs: "My wife has a token from the head of the family and the Presbyterian Council. She obeys orders, villain..."
Except for the subordinate officials who were imperial officials, the rest of them were all raised by the Gu family.
They have known since childhood that the orders of the family head and the elders are supreme.
If it's just the head of the family or one of the elders, of course they have to listen to the priest.
But this situation... shows that the priest has also failed.
Gu Yilan sighed: "I should have thought of it earlier."
The confidant expressed his loyalty awkwardly: "Sir, it's not a big deal. We are also looking forward to the birth of the young master. If the life of the master is threatened, the villain will not retreat under any circumstances. Really!"
Gu Yilan waved her broad black robe sleeves heavily, and the confidant screamed, fell two feet away, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell down again, and could not get up again.
Everyone was as silent as cicadas.
Murong rushed out and shouted softly: "Husband, if you are angry with me, it is none of their business!" (To be continued)