"Would you like to?"

Gu Lingze's eyes became hot for a while, and then he nodded vigorously, "I do."

The two hands with jade rings were intertwined and clasped together.

Gu Lingze and Zhao Chengmo lay down slowly, their hair tangled together.

Gu Lingze kissed Zhao Chengmo's lips and slowly took off his clothes.

Zhao Chengmo supported himself with one hand and slowly leaned his upper body downward, but was held back by Gu Lingze.

He panted and said, "We agreed that I would be on top in the wedding night."

Zhao Chengmo's eyes were dark, and his big hands were roaming on his slender waist and perky breasts.

The voice, tinged with lust, was low and a little hoarse, and it sounded in Gu Lingze's ears while panting.

"Don't worry, husband. I will definitely let you be on top."

Gu Lingze suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his tailbone, rushing straight to an indescribable place.

As the night deepens, the red gauze tent becomes warm and the jade smells fragrant.

Zhao Chengmo opened his eyes, felt the softness in his arms, and sighed with contentment.

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of his lover's eyes, he looked at the marks on Gu Lingze's fair and tender body and felt something again.

Zhao Chengmo took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the impulse in his heart, moved Gu Lingze to the side of the pillow, and got out of bed himself.

After taking a bath and getting dressed, Zhao Chengmo came to the bed.

"Lingze."

Gu Lingze muttered something, turned over and kicked away the quilt, revealing his smooth back.

Zhao Chengmo turned around quickly and said, "Lingze, we should go and greet our parents."

After a long while, Gu Lingze opened his eyes.

He held his waist and sat up, then cursed.

"The hot water is behind the screen."

Gu Lingze glared at the back of Zhao Chengmo's head without saying a word to him.

After he had packed up, they left the house together.

Gu Lingze would stop after walking for a while, and every time he stopped he would grit his teeth and glare at Zhao Chengmo.

Zhao Chengmo put his arm around his waist and said apologetically, "Do you want me to give you some spiritual milk when I get back?"

"You big-headed ghost, shut up." These words were almost squeezed out from between Gu Lingze's teeth.

The two walked to the main hall, where everyone was waiting for them.

After taking the teacup handed to them by Qian Bo, they both knelt down.

"Dad, Mom, please have some tea."

Gu Tianhua and Xie Qingwan took it and took a sip with a smile, then each of them was given a golden nanmu box.

Then he handed tea to his eldest brother and sister-in-law, and after they drank it, they also gave them some gifts.

When it was Gu Feirui's turn, he just snorted but still took it and drank it.

The family had breakfast together. Xie Qingwan asked them to go back to their room first, considering that they did not get enough rest yesterday.

As soon as Gu Lingze returned to his room, he lay down on the bed, deliberately turning his back to Zhao Chengmo.

He felt that this person must have deliberately played dumb last night, and even if he felt comfortable afterwards, he couldn't swallow this.

"Does it still hurt there?" Zhao Chengmo sat on the edge of the bed.

Gu Lingze snorted and didn't answer him.

To be honest, Zhao Chengmo was well prepared last night. It didn't hurt at all, but the posture was really...

It almost made him want to beg for mercy.

Zhao Chengmo slowly pressed his aching waist. Gu Lingze snorted lightly but did not slap his hand away.

——

Two months passed quickly.

That day, the family was sitting and having lunch when Qian Bo suddenly walked in with a letter.

He handed the letter in his hand to Zhao Chengmo, who opened it and found that it was sent by the former Magistrate of Tan County, now the Prefect Tan.

Zhao Chengmo frowned tightly. Gu Lingze looked at the letter and frowned as well.

Seeing the expressions on the two men's faces, the other people put down their chopsticks.

"What did the letter say?"

Gu Lingze looked at Zhao Chengmo, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Chengmo was silent for a while, then said, "The letter said Zhao Chuantie was seriously ill and asked me if I wanted to go back."

Everyone present knew something about Zhao Chengmo's background, and now they didn't know whether they should persuade him or not.

Gu Tianhua thought for a while, then sighed and said, "Cheng Mo, when a person dies, it's like a light goes out. You should go back and take a look, so as not to regret it later."

Gu Lingze held Zhao Chengmo's hand and said, "I'll go with you."

Zhao Chengmo narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

The two of them set out on the journey back to Beiyong Mansion the next day. They did not choose to ride horses, but Gu Lingze used the technique of shrinking the earth into an inch to speed up the journey, while Zhao Chengmo entered the secret realm.

When Magistrate Tan entered the main hall, he was surprised to see the two of them.

"Greetings to the Grand Master, Lord Xuanyi."

The status of the two men is now very different from what it used to be, and all civil and military officials have to bow to them when they see them.

"Governor Tan, we are old acquaintances. There is no need to be so polite."

Magistrate Tan asked the two men to sit down and told the servants to serve tea.

Zhao Chengmo and Gu Lingze learned about the current situation of the Zhao family. Now the family lives in an old house in Donglin Village.

Seeing that it was still early, Gu Lingze and Zhao Chengmo decided to set off immediately.

Prefect Tan requested to go with them and insisted on bringing the yamen runners along, saying that it was to protect the safety of both of them.

The two men declined several times, but Magistrate Tan insisted, so they had no choice but to agree.

When we arrived at Donglin Village, the village chief Wang Detie and the villagers came to greet us before we even reached the destination.

"Greetings, His Majesty the Prefect." The villagers also knelt down one after another.

At this time, Wang Detie had not yet recognized Gu Lingze and Zhao Chengmo.

Prefect Tan glanced at the two of them, and when he saw Gu Lingze nodded, he asked everyone to stand up.

As soon as I walked to the place where Zhao Chengmo used to live, I met Zhao Hongcai.

Zhao Hongcai's face was full of wrinkles, as if he was ten years older. He was carrying a hoe on his shoulder, and it was obvious that he had just returned from working in the fields.

When he saw such a large group of people, he was stunned for a moment, then he saw Prefect Tan in official uniform and quickly knelt down.

"I, your humble servant, pay my respects to you, sir."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Magistrate Tan's face, "Get up."

"Zhao Hongcai." Gu Lingze called out.

Zhao Hongcai only felt that the voice sounded familiar. He looked up for a long time before recognizing that it was Gu Lingze.

"You, you!" Zhao Hongcai pointed at him and his hands were shaking.

"How dare you!" The head of the bailiff squad stepped forward and shouted. Gu Lingze raised his hand and quickly retreated.

Zhao Chengmo pushed Zhao Hongcai's hand away and pulled Gu Lingze into the house.

As I opened the door curtain of the main house and walked in, I smelled a pungent odor.

The person lying on the bed was Zhao Chuantie, who was coughing violently at the moment.

Mrs. Hu poured a bowl of water while cursing, and before she reached the bed, she heard noise outside the door.

Zhao Chengmo no longer had any scars on his face, and his entire body exuded the aura of a superior. Even Hu, who had seen him for more than ten years, did not recognize him.

"Who are you and why are you coming to my house?"

At this time, the other three people ran out from the two next door rooms. One was Zhao Hongcai's wife, one was Zhao Hongwen, and the other was Bai Yiyuan.

Gu Lingze ignored Hu and walked forward to take Zhao Chuantie's pulse.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hongwen stopped him and asked, "Who are you and why did you break into my house?"