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Chapter 113 Gu Junze was so frustrated

"Useless thing, you can't even do this simple thing right!" came a furious shout.

Gu Jiacheng's slap landed heavily on Aunt Li's face with a loud "smack".

Aunt Li knelt on the cold stone floor, covering her rapidly swollen cheeks, her fingertips trembling slightly.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

It was clearly his drunken ramblings that offended the Marquis of Anyang's household. That's why Chu Ruohan adopted another child, and now she's blaming her.

Gu Jiacheng paced back and forth in the room, feeling extremely annoyed. He had already made his point, and now Chu Ruohan had gone back on her word.

Where will he put his pride? Won't he be laughed at to death by those people?

And then there's the prestigious Anyang Marquis's family; if he can't get close to them, what about his future...?

Gu Jiacheng felt a tightness in his chest, and suddenly kicked Aunt Li hard. "Get out of here, don't get in my way!"

Aunt Li was kicked and fell forward.

She gritted her teeth, fighting back tears, and slowly stood up, quickening her pace as she walked towards the door.

As Gu Jiacheng watched Aunt Li's departing figure, his eyes suddenly turned somewhat strange.

After giving birth, this woman became much plumper, with all her flesh growing in the right places.

Her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled with one hand, and further down, her round and pert buttocks swayed gently with her steps, creating a unique and alluring scene.

“Come back,” Gu Jiacheng suddenly said.

Aunt Li paused, a bad feeling rising in her heart.

She slowly turned around and saw Gu Jiacheng looking her up and down with the same eye he used to appraise merchandise.

A deep unease spread through my heart.

A thought suddenly flashed through Gu Jiacheng's mind.

He thought of the compiler of the Hanlin Academy, who loved beautiful women most of all. Any woman with even a little bit of beauty would be pampered by him when she came to his residence.

If we were to offer Aunt Li to this editor, we might win his favor and secure him an official position.

In any case, it seems that the path of the Marquis of Anyang's mansion is completely blocked, so it's better to find another way.

Thinking of this, Gu Jiacheng sneered and reached out to pull Aunt Li into his arms.

Aunt Li cried out in surprise and tried to struggle, but he held her tightly and she couldn't move.

The candlelight inside the room still flickered.

I don’t know how long it took, but everything finally returned to calm.

On the bed, Gu Jiacheng slept soundly, a faint smile still lingering on his lips.

Aunt Li sat on the edge of the bed, her clothes disheveled, her hands trembling as she clutched her clothes. Her legs were weak, and she gazed at the sleeping Gu Jiacheng, her eyes filled with despair and sorrow.

Gu Jiacheng just said that if she can't win Chu Ruohan back, he will give her to Lord Zheng as a gift.

This is what it means to be a concubine, as lowly as grass. Even if you give birth to a son, you still have no status.

In these men's eyes, she was nothing more than an object that could be bought, sold, and disposed of at will.

Aunt Li slowly stood up, dragging her exhausted body, and walked out of the house step by step.

The night grew deeper, and the moonlight shone on her, casting a lonely and desolate shadow.

She gazed at the boundless night, her heart filled with icy coldness...

Meanwhile, inside the Hongmeng Courtyard, Gu Junze had just embraced the woman, his eyes filled with deep affection and longing. He lowered his head slightly and slowly leaned closer.

His warm breath gently brushed against her cheek, and then his lips pressed against Chu Ruohan's lips.

Just then, a small head suddenly popped out from beside the bed.

Gu Yun held his new quilt tightly in his hands, his big, round eyes wide with curiosity and confusion as he watched the scene before him.

"Daddy, you're so shy, how old are you and you still kiss me?" Gu Yun's childish voice rang out in the room.

Gu Junze's face flushed red instantly; he had been caught red-handed, and his face was full of embarrassment.

He hurriedly and awkwardly got off Chu Ruohan.

"Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you to sleep with Haitang?" Gu Junze frowned, looking at him with feigned seriousness.

Gu Junze found a personal maid for Gu Yun to take care of his daily life, as he couldn't always sleep between them.

Isn't he afraid? Having servants with him is just as good.

We already agreed on this, so why is the little one here again?

Gu Yun tilted her head, looked at Gu Junze with an innocent expression, pouted her little mouth, and said, "I don't want to sleep with Haitang, I want to sleep with Mom."

"You're five years old now, a little man, you can't always rely on your mother!" Gu Junze coaxed patiently.

"Then why do you sleep with your mother?" Gu Yun blinked, her clear eyes full of doubt.

Upon hearing this question, Gu Junze felt a lump in his throat and was momentarily speechless, unsure how to answer.

Yes, why was he able to sleep with Chu Ruohan?

Gu Junze thought to himself, "That's my lawfully wedded wife, of course I want to hold her while I sleep!"

But how can you explain this to a five-year-old child?

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Chu Ruohan couldn't help but burst out laughing. Her laughter was clear and melodious, echoing in the room like silver bells.

"Alright, alright, come here quickly."

Chu Ruohan said with a smile, her eyes full of doting affection. She reached out and touched Gu Yun's head, a gentle gesture that immediately put Gu Yun at ease.

When Gu Yun saw Chu Ruohan speaking up for him, he immediately perked up. He scrambled onto the bed and plopped down between Gu Junze and Chu Ruohan.

He glanced smugly at Gu Junze, then hugged his blanket tightly and lay down in Chu Ruohan's arms.

Gu Junze looked at the two people, one big and one small, and shook his head helplessly, feeling angrily gnashing his teeth. His plan to share a room with them had failed once again.

A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

next day

When Aunt Li brought Xuan-ge'er to the door again, she was stopped at the door by the servants of the Marquis's mansion.

Aunt Li held Xuan-ge'er tightly in her arms, her eyes filled with anxiety.

"I am the concubine of the second young master of the third branch of the Gu family. I often come to see the young master's wife. Please inform her, young master." She forced a smile and said to the servant at the door.

As she spoke, she carefully took out a silver ingot from her bosom and quickly stuffed it into the servant's hand, her action carrying a hint of ingratiation.

The servant casually took the silver, weighed it in his hand, and then tossed it on the ground like trash.

"Our young mistress said she doesn't see guests, go back!" His tone was cold and impatient, his eyes full of disdain.

Aunt Li's heart tightened as she looked at the silver on the ground. She knew that it would be difficult to see Chu Ruohan this time.

But she couldn't give up...