lcionline Chapter 324 You are not allowed to see him again.
Chapter 324 You are not allowed to see him again.
The gentleness on Chu Ruohan's face vanished instantly. She looked at Gu Cheng'an with a cold gaze, carrying a calm that seemed to know everything.
“Gu Cheng’an,” her voice was not loud, but it was crystal clear, “there are no ‘ifs’ in this world.”
That short sentence was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the inappropriate thought in Gu Cheng'an's mind.
Yes, there are no "what ifs".
In her previous life, Chu Ruohan endured numerous hardships. Although the root cause was Gu's mother's greed for the Chu family's wealth.
But this man can't escape responsibility either.
Gu Cheng'an's face flushed red and then turned pale, eventually settling into deep disappointment.
He stood up and awkwardly cupped his hands in farewell: "Sister-in-law, I... I'll take my leave now."
Chu Ruohan did not try to stop her, but simply nodded.
Gu Cheng'an turned around dejectedly, and just as he reached the courtyard gate, he suddenly bumped into a "wall of people".
He looked up and froze.
Gu Junze was standing there at some point, his face cold and his eyes deep as he looked at him, clearly having overheard what had just been said.
"Big... big brother..."
Gu Cheng'an's tongue was tied, and his face was full of embarrassment and guilt.
"I...I just came to see my sister-in-law..."
Gu Junze's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, devoid of warmth or reproach, yet carrying an invisible pressure.
He simply said, "This is the last time."
After saying that, he stopped looking at Gu Cheng'an, walked straight to Chu Ruohan's side, and naturally put his arm around her shoulder.
"It's getting windy, let's go back inside."
As Gu Cheng'an watched their departing figures, he felt an intense, piercing pain in his heart, a mix of emotions swirling within him.
In the end, he let out a silent sigh and quickly left the general's mansion.
As soon as the door closed, he tightened his arm around Chu Ruohan's shoulder.
Chu Ruohan sensed the oppressive aura emanating from him and looked up at him helplessly.
"What's wrong? Why are you so tense? Who has upset our General again?"
She teased him deliberately.
Gu Junze stared intently at her, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
What did Cheng'an say to you just now?
Chu Ruohan blinked, feigning innocence: "I didn't say anything, just some things about the military camp, and... about meeting Du Ruoling."
"From now on, you are not allowed to see him alone."
His tone carried a hint of domineering authority, a sense that left no room for refusal.
Chu Ruohan smiled helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."
"Vinegar jar."
She scolded him playfully, but her tone carried a subtle hint of doting affection.
Upon hearing this, Gu Junze's lips curled up slightly, and the gloom in his eyes dissipated somewhat.
"I just don't want anyone to disturb our peaceful life."
Chu Ruohan's heart stirred slightly, and she raised her hand to stroke his cheek. "I know."
This man, seemingly domineering and powerful, harbors a deep-seated unease.
She could feel his love, his possessiveness, and even his cautiousness...
The gloom in the General's Mansion seemed to dissipate somewhat with Gu Cheng'an's dejected departure.
Inside the Chu residence, however, a completely different kind of lively atmosphere prevailed.
The marriage between Chu Yueshu and Ying Qing has officially been put on the agenda.
The entire Chu family was busy with this.
The storeroom was opened, and boxes of treasured silks and jewelry were carefully brought out for Madam Chu and Chu Yueshu to choose from.
The air seemed to be filled with a festive atmosphere, which eased the tension and depression of the past few days.
Chu Ruohan stood under the eaves, watching the busy figures coming and going in the courtyard, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.
Mother Chu was holding several bolts of fabric and discussing them in hushed tones with Chu Yueshu, her face showing a rare ease and joy.
"Sister, what do you think of this piece of brocade? It would look beautiful as a wedding dress."
Chu Yueshu picked up a piece of brocade with gold cloud and rosy cloud patterns, her eyes sparkling with the shyness and longing of a young woman about to be married.
Chu Ruohan stepped forward, her fingertips brushing against the smooth, cool brocade.
"The colors are perfect, and the design is elegant, complementing your skin tone," she said softly, her gaze gentle.
Seeing the pure joy in her younger sister's eyes, Chu Ruohan felt a warm current rise in her heart.
very nice.
In this life, Yue Shu is able to get her wish and marry the person she loves.
Although Yingqing was taciturn, she could clearly see the deep-seated protectiveness and affection in him.
The tragedy of the past life will not be repeated in my sister's life.
"Miss, Madam, the kitchen has prepared bird's nest soup. Would you like it sent over now?"
A head maidservant approached with a smile and inquired. Mother Chu waved her hand.
"No rush, let's talk about it later. By the way, have you prepared the gift list for the son-in-law's family? We can't be impolite."
"Reporting to Madam, everything has been prepared. Please take a look." The nanny respectfully handed over a gift list.
Chu's mother took it and examined it carefully, occasionally discussing it with Chu Ruohan.
Dr. Qian has been somewhat absent-minded these past few days.
He sat in front of the medicine cabinet, holding a pestle in his hand, but his eyes were wandering and he didn't move for a long time.
He would occasionally glance up at the figure sweating profusely in the courtyard, then quickly lower his head and let out a barely audible sigh.
In the courtyard, Song Ruyan was practicing her kung fu.
Sweat soaked her hair and clung to her cheeks, but she didn't care.
Yu Ling came out carrying a plate of osmanthus cakes, and this was the scene she saw.
On one side is Dr. Qian, lost and preoccupied with his own thoughts. On the other side is Song Ruyan, carefree and only interested in practicing her sword.
Her delicate brows furrowed involuntarily.
Gently place the osmanthus cake on the table next to Doctor Qian.
"Dr. Qian, would you like something to eat?"
Dr. Qian seemed to have just come to his senses, and raised his head blankly.
"Ah? Oh, okay, thank you, Miss Yuling."
His voice was somewhat hoarse and clearly tired.
Yu Ling looked at the dark circles under his eyes and shook her head helplessly.
She turned around and walked into the courtyard.
"Ruyan, you should rest for a while too!"
"I'm not tired, we've only just arrived," she said, gesturing a couple more times.
Yuling handed over a piece of osmanthus cake.
"Want to try some? It's freshly made."
Song Ruyan didn't stand on ceremony, took it and stuffed it into her mouth, her cheeks bulging.
Mmm...delicious! Your cooking skills are getting better and better!
Looking at her carefree attitude, Yu Ling hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but speak up.
"Don't you...not notice that Dr. Qian has been acting a little strange lately?"
Song Ruyan blinked, chewing on osmanthus cake, and then glanced in the direction of the pharmacy following Yu Ling's gaze.
Dr. Qian remained in the same posture, head bowed, like a lifeless clay sculpture.