lcionline Chapter 653 A good thing might not be a good thing for me?
Chapter 653 A good thing might not be a good thing for me?
The next morning, before dawn, several carriages were already parked in front of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
Fifty Chu family guards, each one spirited and dressed in uniform black outfits with long swords at their waists, stood silently on both sides, exuding a composed and imposing aura.
Manager Wang, along with several servants, was thoroughly inspecting the supplies on the cart, inside and out, to ensure everything was in perfect order.
Gu Lu and Gu Lanxin changed into plain clothes suitable for long journeys, stood in front of the carriage, and prepared to say goodbye.
Just then, a small figure rushed over in a flurry of activity.
"Wait for me! Wait for me!"
Gu Qingchen, holding up her skirt with one hand and carrying a bulging cloth bag in the other, ran breathlessly to Gu Lanxin.
"Sister Lan, this is for you!" Without saying a word, she stuffed the heavy cloth bag into Gu Lanxin's arms.
Gu Lanxin was caught off guard and almost lost her grip. Curious, she opened a corner of the cloth bag and saw that it was filled with all sorts of strange little trinkets.
There were slingshots, bamboo tubes, and several small packages wrapped tightly in oiled paper.
"This is my special itching powder. If anyone dares to bully you, just sprinkle this on them! I guarantee they'll cry for their parents!" Gu Qingchen lowered his voice and mysteriously pointed to one of the oil paper packets.
She pointed to another one: "This is a laxative. If someone invites you to a trap, just secretly put it in their teacup!"
Gu Lanxin was stunned. Holding the "weapon" in her arms, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Chu Ruohan stood aside, helplessly rubbing her forehead. Who on earth taught this girl all this stuff!
Gu Junze raised an eyebrow with interest.
Gu Qingchen ran up to Gu Lu, tilted her little face up, and patted his arm in a serious manner.
"Brother Lu, remember this: when you're out there, never try to reason with people. If you can beat them, fight; if you can't, run; if you can't run, drug them! My dad always said, if you can use your hands, never use your words!"
Looking at his quirky younger sister, Gu Lu smiled helplessly and affectionately. He nodded and said, "Okay, brother will remember."
The time has come, and no matter how reluctant we are, we must part ways.
Gu Lu and Gu Lanxin bowed deeply to Gu Junze and Chu Ruohan at the end.
"Uncle, Aunt, we're leaving now. Please take care of yourselves."
“Go,” Gu Junze said in a deep voice. “Remember, the Duke of Zhenguo’s mansion will always be your home.”
The brother and sister turned and got into the carriage. The heavy curtains fell, blocking their view.
The convoy started slowly, the sound of horses' hooves and wheels rolling over the bluestone pavement was particularly clear on the streets in the early morning.
Gu Lanxin lifted the curtain and looked back.
The imposing vermilion gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, and the two tall figures standing in front of it, gradually faded into the distance in the morning light, eventually becoming a small black dot.
She drew the curtains, her eyes welling up, but she ultimately didn't let the tears fall.
She turned her head and looked at her brother beside her.
"We will be back."
"Ah."
The carriage caravan turned at the end of the street and disappeared completely.
Gu Junze withdrew his gaze, turned to look at his wife beside him, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back."
Chu Ruohan nodded, "I also have appointments with the owners of several fabric shops later..."
Just as he was about to turn around, he found that his daughter was still standing there.
"Qingchen?" Chu Ruohan called softly.
Gu Qingchen snapped out of his daze, his earlier silence vanishing, and immediately said, "Mother, you and Father go back first, I have other things to do!"
Chu Ruohan frowned slightly, and looking at her bright, darting eyes, she knew what this girl was up to again.
"Where have you been going to go crazy this time?"
"Oh dear, I already made plans with Gun Gun and the others!" Gu Qingchen didn't give her a chance to ask any more questions. Before she finished speaking, she had already run off in another direction like a runaway horse, lifting her skirt.
The voice drifted back from afar: "I'll be back later!"
Chu Ruohan watched her disappearing figure, feeling both angry and amused. In the end, she could only shake her head helplessly, wave her hand, and tell the servants to follow her so that nothing went wrong.
A teahouse in the south of the city, a private booth by the window on the second floor.
Bored, Qian Zhenyun dipped his finger in tea and drew little figures on the table.
Why isn't he here yet?
Gu Qingchen rested his chin on his hand, somewhat impatiently: "That's right, he's always the slowest."
The door to the private room was pushed open, and Lin Jiayou appeared in the doorway.
Gu Qingchen immediately stood up, hands on his hips, adopting a accusing stance: "Lin Jiayou! Why are you so late! We've been waiting for almost half an hour!"
Lin Jiayou forced a smile and sat down silently at the table.
Gu Qingchen sensed something was wrong. She sat back down and leaned closer. "What's wrong? You don't look well. Were you bullied?"
Lin Jiayou shook his head, his fingers unconsciously stroking the rim of the teacup.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was a little dry: "My aunt, my aunt is pregnant."
His mother's cold and harsh words from yesterday echoed in his ears again.
"Jiayou, how could that woman be worthy of giving birth to your uncle's child..."
"Put this in her pregnancy-preserving medicine, and do it carefully so no one will find out."
He didn't dare; he couldn't do it.
That packet of medicine, right now in his sleeve, holds the life of an unborn child.
Gu Qingchen blinked, assuming he was troubled by something else.
"Oh, isn't that a good thing?" she said innocently. "It's quite a coincidence. I heard from my mother that your aunt and my aunt seem to be sisters. They're both pregnant at the same time, what a coincidence."
Lin Jiayou's lips moved, but he said nothing. He simply picked up the cup of tea in front of him, which had already gone cold, and drank it all in one gulp.
The tea was bitter, and the chill went straight to my heart.
good thing?
This is not a good thing for him.
County Palace.
"Snapped--"
A fine imperial kiln teacup was smashed to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Lin Xingyao's chest heaved violently, and her well-maintained, beautiful face was now distorted with anger.
"Useless! How could I have given birth to such a soft-hearted good-for-nothing!"
She never expected that despite her repeated warnings, Lin Jiayou would dare to disobey her!
The trusted nanny Zhang quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Princess, please calm down. It's not worth getting upset over such a small matter."
"A trivial matter?" Lin Xingyao turned around abruptly, her eyes like knives. "That bitch is pregnant with my brother's child! You call that a trivial matter?"
Granny Zhang lowered her eyes, her voice becoming even softer: "Your Highness, please forgive this old servant for speaking out of turn. Perhaps it is the right thing for the young master not to take action."
"We're acting too hastily. If we leave any clues and the young prince finds out, it won't be good."
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Lin Xingyao paced back and forth in frustration. "Are we just going to stand by and watch that bitch gain power through her son?"