When Chu Qianchen came back, Gu Jue was lazily leaning on the beauty couch and dozing off. The warm afternoon sun shone on him through the glass window, placing him with a layer of beautiful gold powder.

The black cat curled up next to him into a round, fluffy black ball, bathed in the sun and slept with him, with her fur oil and water.

Hearing the sound of the door curtain being knocked up, Gu Jue opened his eyes and looked towards Chu Qianchen. His narrow eyes were half closed, bent into a shallow curve, the inner corners were curled inward, the ends of his eyes were very long, slightly raised upward, just like a carefully outlined by the saint of painting with fine brushwork.

Chu Qianchen bent his lips and smiled, speeded up, and lay on the beauty couch.

The beauty couch was not big at all. After she lay up, she suddenly became crowded, which also squeezed the cat's space.

The black cat opened his eyes lazily and looked at her. He could only adjust his sleeping position while yawning, turning himself into a long strip, and then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Chu Qianchen was used to reporting today's experience to Gu Jue when he got home, and told him about the things about the Chu family and Kang Hongda.

This incident was not bizarre at first, and in Gu Jue's position, he had heard of all the more outrageous and dirty things, but this time, Gu Jue was angry.

Before, when Jiang Yuan came to ask for the appointment letter under the order of Chu Qianchen, Gu Jue had no questions about the cause and effect, so he ordered the chief to do it. Only then did he know the whole story.

The little girl he raised was well and wanted to hold it in his palm, and inexplicably heard these dirty things.

Gu Jue couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her right ear, and rubbed it again.

Her ears were flawless, as small as shells, but the earlobes were fleshy. In the sun, the thin hairs on her ears were translucent.

Chu Qianchen blinked, thought for a while, and raised his hand to touch his ears, and warmed his cold earlobes.

While rubbing his ears, she asked, "Prince, what should I do if my mother and Chu Lingxiao and Li want to take Mu Ge'er away?"

Gu Jue said naturally: "Then the Chu family has to 'take the initiative'."

It is simple to be harmonious. It is not that simple to take away the only legitimate son of the husband's family, and he can only find another way.

"Yes." Chu Qianchen responded and nodded.

This matter is troublesome in terms of a "degree". We have to put pressure on the Chu family, but it must be just right and we cannot force the other party to defeat the enemy...

As he thought, Chu Qianchen subconsciously leaned against Gu Jue again.

"Meow!" The black cat, who was almost crushed into a cat cake by the two of them, became angry. After grinning, he kicked his back leg and jumped up the window. He turned around and gave two looks of contempt and despise, and left.

Gu Jue: "..."

Chu Qianchen: "..."

Chu Qianchen's fingers crawled along the well-contoured chin line from Gu Jue's ears until his chin. He did not leave his beard, his chin seemed to be smooth, but when her fingertips were like this, she could feel the thin stubble, which was itchy to the touch.

Chu Qianchen giggled as if he had discovered some little secret and said, "Prince, do you want to tell Brother Yi about Kang Hongda?"

In Chu Qianchen's opinion, this matter should be said that in this way, Chu Yunyi can be prepared.

However, she knew Chu Yunyi's little brat's temperament, and he was proud and awkward. If she knew that she had been given up by her relatives, it would be a huge blow to him. She was not sure if he could hold on, after all, he was only twelve years old.

For the sake of the family and the title of the Chu family, Chu Yunyi fought for his life.

Unlike her, she has lived for two lives and has long since lost all of this. No matter what the Chu family does, she will not hurt her at all.

"Let Yun Zhan talk." Gu Jue also learned her movements, and his fingertips slid from her delicate and lush ears to her chin, gently stroking the shallow nest on her chin, as gentle as feathers.

After all, Chu Yunyi is a boy, and Chu Qianchen is his sister. Some things are not suitable for her to say. Moreover, he doesn't want his little girl to think about these dirty things all day long.

He added: "Whether men drink and talk, it's better."

"Yes." Chu Qianchen responded obediently, feeling reasonable.

Anyway, everything the prince said is reasonable!

After throwing the matter to the prince, Chu Qianchen felt relieved and said by the way: "Brother Mu and Brother Yi will live in the palace for a while." She squinted her eyes and smiled, smiling like a cunning little fox, "I'll throw Brother Mu to Yun Zhan too."

Chu Qianchen threw himself into Gu Jue's arms and giggled.

She has seen Yun Zhan take care of children, but she is much more patient than her.

In her previous life, her master Lin Miao talked about her. She looked so well-behaved, but she was actually full of thorns.

"It's good." Gu Jue also laughed, his voice low and mellow.

He stretched out his long arms, embraced her slender waist, and gently stroked her back with his palms.

She was surrounded by his warm breath, and her heart was also hot. She adjusted her posture slightly and cautiously did not touch the knife edge on his chest.

Chu Qianchen squinted his eyes and dozed for a while, but he was woken up by someone after not sleeping for a while.

"Cough cough." Jingfeng coughed twice outside and said stiffly, "Prince, the prince is here."

As soon as he heard the keyword "Prince", Chu Qianchen opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no sleepiness in his clear phoenix eyes.

Gu Jue rubbed the top of her head: "You are asleep, I'll go see him."

Chu Qianchen responded softly.

Gu Jue looked at her well-behaved appearance, with endless sweetness in his eyes. He bowed his head and kissed her chin before getting up from the beauty couch.

He had a little grooming look and went to the outside room.

Chu Qianchen, who was lying inside, turned over on the beauty couch and watched Gu Jue go to the outer room. After a while, a familiar voice from Gu Nanjin came from outside: "Uncle Nine Emperors, the post-Tianhao people are about to set off and leave Beijing."

Gu Jue didn't say anything, drinking tea on his own.

Gu Nanjin continued to say: "Gu has always suspected that Haoren compromised so easily on the matter of changing relatives, and he has other intentions. Gu originally wanted to stay Haoren for a longer time, but his father..."

Gu Nanjin sighed quietly and bowed to Gu Jue solemnly: "I would like to ask for advice from the Nine Emperors."

Gu Jue was still drinking tea and didn't say a word.

Gu Nanjin maintained a bowing posture, lowered his posture and looked solemn.

Chu Qianchen inside also heard Gu Nanjin's words, frowned, and stared at the curtain leading to the outside, feeling that the prince was too unwilling to treat him as an outsider.

“Meow!”

The cat seemed to agree with her, jumped up on the window sill lightly, looked around curiously, and then left again, chasing the sparrow, playing with dog-tail grass, running wildly by itself, having a lot of fun.

In early spring, magnolia buds began to bloom one by one on the treetops, pure white and flawless, just like jade carved lanterns, with the rich fragrance of magnolia flowers in the air.

The magnolia flowers from the Chen Prince's Mansion and the entire capital are all in full bloom, white, pink, purple and red... But the Yongding Marquis Mansion has no intention of appreciating it, and the atmosphere of the Marquis Mansion seems to be immersed in the cold winter.

Since Shen returned to Duke Mu's mansion, the Marquis' mansion has not stopped. Chu Lingxiao and Chu Lingyu brothers have been arguing about that errand and quarreled every day.

The eldest lady was very troubled. Every day, she was busy trying to persuade the fight and helping the eldest son persuade the second son, so that Chu Lingyu would put the Marquis' Mansion first. No one in the family could convince each other. She made a fuss and almost forgot that Chu Qianhuang was about to leave with Andaman and the others.

Chu Qianhuang naturally knew what they were quarreling, but she couldn't control it anymore. She felt a little bitter in her heart and packed her luggage silently.

Her clothes have actually been cleaned up, and she has only checked for omissions in the past two days.

Chu Qianhuang is just a concubine, and she has limited things to carry with her. She must try to reduce her clothes, but the necessities must not be missing.

Chu Qianhuang looked at the list again, and suddenly, the maid came to report that Aunt Jiang is here.

Aunt Jiang wore a willow-colored dark patterned bun and a long green long skirt with emerald green thread-picking. This dress was the old one she had left in the Marquis’ Mansion. She had only worn it once or twice and was 90% new, but the clothes were obviously looser.

Her black hair tied a crescent bun, and a lotus hairpin was inserted diagonally. Her face was covered with powder and a waxy complexion, which was completely different from when she returned to Beijing two days ago.

"Sister Huang," Aunt Jiang grabbed Chu Qianhuang's hand with one hand, took out a silver note from her arms and stuffed it to her, "You keep this. This is what I have worked hard to save over the years."

She looked at Chu Qianhuang with tears in her eyes, and the beads were crying and she swallowed even more.

Holding the silver note that was a little wrinkled by Aunt Jiang, Chu Qianhuang felt warm in her heart, as if a warm flow was flowing through her, and she was a little moved.

"Sister Huang!" Aunt Jiang hugged Chu Qianhuang tightly, her slender body trembled and said sadly, "I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for you!"

After a while, her even more swallowing voice sounded again: "I'm just an aunt, although my father and I are childhood sweethearts..."

As she said that, she sobbed twice again, unable to continue speaking, she was sad and sad, with thousands of warmth and grievances.

Even if Aunt Jiang didn't continue to speak, Chu Qianhuang understood her unfinished words.

She knew that Aunt Jiang was also powerless. Aunt Jiang was just an orphan, helpless and had no father and brother to rely on. She could only watch her beloved person being stolen by others, and could only beg her to live under Shen's hands... She could only accompany Chu Lingxiao to Youzhou when he was exiled.

In the past ten years, it has been very difficult for Aunt Jiang.

Chu Qianhuang felt uncomfortable, and she empathized with her and whispered: "Auntie, I understand."

Aunt Jiang's body trembled violently again, and then she continued: "Sister Huang, you are my first child, back then..."

As she said that, she let go of Chu Qianhuang, and the face full of tears reflected into Chu Qianhuang's eyes.

Tears rose in Aunt Jiang's eyes again, her eyes were a little dazed and her face showed warmth.

"I know, if you stay by my side, you will only be a concubine. No matter how outstanding you are, you will be looked down upon, and then... Your father said..."

"Hey, you have suffered a grievance, it's all my impulse... I've been watching you for so many years, and my heart is cut off."

"Don't blame your father, I didn't stop him..."

Aunt Jiang's words were intermittent, and the implication was that she exchanged the two children at the beginning. It was Chu Lingxiao's idea. She was too weak, so she could make mistakes step by step.

She raised her hand, and her once smooth and delicate fingers have now become rough. She gently smeared Chu Qianhuang's white and moist face, gently stroked her fingers, trembling, taking a deep breath, and then said: "For the years, I have always looked at you... but I dare not get close to you."

Chu Qianhuang felt depressed by Aunt Jiang's words, and was a little moved, and her eyes began to turn red. She said again: "Auntie, I really understand."

"..." Aunt Jiang sobbed again, lowered her eyes sadly, pinched a handkerchief and wiped the tears, and a strange light flashed through her eyes.

Chu Qianhuang didn't notice it at all. Seeing that Aunt Jiang started crying again, she hugged her gently.

The mother and daughter snuggled together, hugging their heads and cried bitterly, and Baoqin, who was beside her, also held a veil and began to wipe away tears.
To be continued...