Chapter 13 Chapter 13 He wouldn't want to...

Lingchuan's hand pressed on his heart, and Gu Shi felt his heart beating rapidly.

In his eyes, her hysteria was undoubtedly a fierce expression of love. He forced himself to breathe slowly, but his heart couldn't help but be excited. Was she finally going to take this step?

A sweet feeling of joy surged from Gu Shi's heart. He forced himself to suppress the smile on his lips and slapped her hand away.

Gu Shi was filled with joy and waited arrogantly for Lingchuan to propose to him.

But I didn’t wait...

Lingchuan just asked him not to marry Yang Ruoyun, but had no intention of getting close to him.

After his expectations were dashed, Gu Shi became a little angry and embarrassed.

"Lingchuan, are you qualified to interfere in my marriage? I'm telling you straight out, the general has already decided to marry his daughter to me, how can you stop me?"

He grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the room, then locked the door.

"Lingchuan, tell me, if you don't let me marry Yang Ruoyun, who should I marry?"

Considering that Lingchuan might have just been outside and was embarrassed to speak, Gu Shi deliberately closed all the doors and windows.

He thought that Lingchuan would give him a formal reply this time. He turned around happily, but his eyes were stung by a burst of white.

It was a patch of white on her chest skin, a beautiful glow on her collarbone, and her dark hair formed a cruel contrast with her pale skin.

She threw her coat on the ground like a piece of trash.

Gu Shi suddenly felt strongly insulted.

He's not doing it for this.

Gu Shi wanted to turn around and leave, but Lingchuan lowered her head and pulled off his belt without saying a word. She touched his Adam's apple and hooked her arms around his neck. Her lips were cold, and her neck was also cold against his neck. Her legs were like a ruthless snake strangling him.

Gu Shi wanted to push her away and ask what she meant, but lust always had the power to destroy all rationality and swallowed him up in an instant.

After lingering for a while, Gu Shi became even angrier. He roughly pushed Ling Chuan's legs off his waist and said sarcastically,

"Do you think you can change my mind with just these two tricks? Lingchuan, you underestimate me too much."

"As long as you don't marry Yang Ruoyun, you can marry anyone you want."

He pressed on her, pinching her neck... not too hard, but with a strong warning tone.

"I've already said that I'm not going to marry Yang Ruoyun, but the noble daughter of the general's family. I don't want to say it again."

"The general was afraid you'd cut off his food supplies, so he sent his daughter to keep an eye on you... She was a spy the general sent to keep an eye on you... ahem... is that okay?"

Gu Shi let go of his hand. He didn't expect that Ling Chuan didn't let him marry Yang Ruoyun for his own good.

But since she cared about him so much, why didn't she just be more forceful and order him to marry her?

"Don't worry about it. I have my own plans for this matter."

Gu Shi only replied with this coldly, and Lingchuan's heart was pounding.

She cursed secretly in her heart. She had tried to persuade him and had done her best. If Gu Shiruo insisted on marrying Yang Ruoyun, she had no other choice.

After all, she only promised to help her persuade the prince, but she didn't promise that she could do it. How could she have such ability?

Gu Shi put on his clothes, pushed the door open and went out, and Jinzhan hurried over to greet him.

"My Lord, do you have any instructions?"

"Let Lingchuan go, don't stop her. I want to see what kind of trouble she can get into."

He wanted Lingchuan to make their direct relationship public.

Jinzhan simply responded... Less trouble is worse than more, so why would she cause trouble for herself?

"I'm going to visit the general and I need to bring my shadow guard with me."

A silent man came out from nowhere. His name was Jiang Jiuzhou, and he was Meng Qing's master.

"Your Majesty, I am at your service at any time."

"Follow me closely and don't let the general find out."

The general invited him to stay at his home, and Gu Shi wanted to see what he was up to.

Now that the food and grass are under his control and the initiative is in his hands, the general should indeed be anxious.

He frowned, feeling a little strange.

The general did not show up, but only led him to a hidden room.

His face was full of impatience and he gestured towards the rafters.

A stone fell to the ground with a bang. Jiang Jiuzhou was here to ensure his safety at any time, and Gu Shi also felt a little relieved.

He wanted to see what the general was up to.

With a creak, the door was opened and Yang Ruoyun, wearing a silk dress that she seldom wore, walked in mischievously.

She hesitated, taking two steps forward and then three steps back, refusing to actually come in.

She covered her face in embarrassment, feeling lost and bitter.

If her father was really in trouble, she would be willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of the overall situation, but he almost pushed her out with gritted teeth, without even a trace of sympathy for her.

Why did her father do this to her?

The general actually used this trick... Gu Shi felt a little disgusted and couldn't help but look down on him a little.

The general who was once full of vigor and vitality is now old, with a white beard and a confused mind. He actually wants his daughter to do such a shameful thing.

"Go back, Miss Ruoyun."

He didn't look at her, just opened the door as wide as possible and walked quickly into the yard.

Yang Ruoyun seemed to be relieved and followed him to the yard. She usually had a loud voice, but now she hummed like a mosquito:

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Gu Shi frowned and turned his face away.

"Where is the general? I will go find him directly..."

He looked a little impatient. If he had known, he would not have come. He thought something big had happened, and it made him feel a little uncomfortable for no reason.

Yang Ruoyun quickly pointed in a direction to Gu Shi and ran away embarrassedly.

Gu Shi walked in rudely. He was in a bad mood because he was disgusted for no reason today.

"General, you should salute me."

He is usually easy-going and doesn't care about this, but not today.

The general's expression changed and he saluted politely.

"Is the prince dissatisfied with my daughter?"

Gu Shi got goose bumps all over his body and felt extremely disgusted. He turned down the corners of his mouth and clenched his teeth.

"I will not marry your daughter, nor will I withhold food from the army."

The general's expression changed. How could he believe such a casual promise?

"Does the prince already have a wife?"

"I will officially marry Lingchuan in half a year."

He said this and left, unable to bear it any longer.

Gu Shi originally thought that the general was setting up a trap to assassinate him, so he deliberately lured the snake out of its hole to keep the appointment. He never expected that he actually overestimated him.

He must take a good bath when he gets home to get rid of the bad luck.

Originally, as soon as Gu Shi left, Lingchuan wanted to go to Qin Sizhao to see him, but was stopped by Jinzhan.

Today, Jinzhan stared at her intently, with full conviction, and refused to let go even for a moment.

She also wanted to take the money home smoothly and become a matchmaker. She didn't want to get married and have children. She just wanted to raise three little cats. One had a round face and was cute, one had long hair and was pretty with a cold personality, and the last one was soft and had a sweet voice.

If Lingchuan caused any trouble for her and she was punished, her dream of taking money home to support the little cat slave would be shattered.

"Hey, my Lord, why are you back so soon?"

He had a gloomy face.

"Tell the servant to prepare the bath water. I'm going to get rid of the bad luck."

When Jinzhan saw that the prince was in a bad mood, she quickly hid far away, fearing that he would suffer an unexpected disaster.

Lingchuan stood behind the rockery, tilting his head like a little snake, quietly observing Gu Shi. He was indeed in a bad mood. Was it because he was rejected by Yang Ruoyun?

Gu Shi turned around and met Ling Chuan's eyes from a distance.

Lingchuan was looking at him, paying close attention to him. She didn't even notice a ball of white willow catkins landing on the tip of her nose, she was so focused on peeking at his reaction.

The haze was swept away and Gu Shi's mood instantly improved.

He walked behind the rockery and picked the willow catkins off the tip of her nose. Lingchuan lowered his eyelids and could only see her pointed eyes with a hint of mischief.

Gu Shi lifted her chin, Lingchuan opened her eyes, charm and arrogance were mixed in her eyes, forming a kind of cold and smooth beauty.

These were the eyes of a hunter, not of prey, he thought; she was like a cold-blooded animal.

Before he died, he would definitely recall Lingchuan's cold and unruly appearance. She was like a handful of glacier water mixed with aphrodisiac.

He pressed her against the rockery and began kissing her lips, then her neck.

She seemed very dissatisfied, and her tiger's mouth clamped his Adam's apple, strangling his throat.

"Why? After being rejected by the general's daughter, you come to me to show off your power?"

She put a little more force on her hands, as if a cold python was wrapped around her neck. Gu Shi was a little excited and continued to move forward regardless of anything.

Snap——

Lingchuan shook his hand indifferently. The slap hurt her hand, and he should apologize to her hand properly.

"If you have a problem, go get it treated. Don't come here and show off your power."

She showed a look of contempt. Gu Shi wouldn't want anything to happen outdoors in broad daylight, right?

After wiping his hands with a handkerchief, Lingchuan returned to his bedroom.

It seems that Gu Shi really hit a big snag with Yang Ruoyun, so he tried to make up for it from her.

Lingchuan sneered. Gu Shi really treated her as a toy. He would stick to her when he needed her, and kick her away when he was no longer needed.

Now that Yang Ruoyun doesn't like Gu Shi, he's afraid that his dignity has been damaged and he wants to get it back from her.

She was so angry that she wanted to smash the decorations on the table, but Gu Shi walked in and she threw the thing in his face.

Gu Shi caught the ornament steadily and placed it on the table. He had just finished a shower, his hair still dripping with water. His thin jaw was pale, and his long eyelashes drooped wetly, casting a shadow.

Lingchuan was a little surprised that he could catch it.

She had thrown something at him before, but he hadn't even dodged. Was she doing it on purpose?

He threw himself on her impatiently. Lingchuan had expected this and pushed his hair aside, revealing his eyebrows and eyes.

Gu Shi looked at her clear jawline, inserted his fingers into hers, and pushed her down on the bed.

After a while of passionate entanglement, Lingchuan leaned over and whispered in his ear:

"Did you run into trouble with Yang Ruoyun and come to me?"

"No, I don't have to marry her."

Gu Shi was honest for once, but this answer could only be considered honest, not candid.

He wanted to see her trying every possible means to stop him from getting married, but he felt that he could no longer hide his feelings.

At least now, he didn't want Lingchuan to think that he was just an optional option.

He leaned over and kissed her.

Thinking of her hiding behind the rockery and peeking at him, with a ball of catkins on the tip of her nose, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

"Then do you still want to marry Yang Ruoyun?"

She muttered softly, and Gu Shi really couldn't say anything that would make her unhappy.

"I won't marry her."

He saw Lingchuan smiling with satisfaction and snuggling in his arms like a kitten.

He held her in his arms, using his palms to constantly check the shape of her spine. Her bones were very hard, and so was her body. When he exerted force, she would be hurt, and that dull pain always brought him a special kind of pleasure.