Chapter 9 The Name of a Talented Woman

The couple sat down, and Gu Huan and Jin Kui stood behind Gu Wanru respectively.

The servants came in one after another carrying exquisite dishes.

Zhou Chunyu personally poured wine for the three of them.

"I heard that your second sister has come home? Where is she?" Mu Junyan asked casually.

Gu Wanru was delighted. Her father didn't even remember Gu Huan's face, which meant he didn't like her.

She smiled and said, "Father, please forgive me. My concubine sister is my aunt's daughter and doesn't know the rules very well."

He turned his head and looked at Gu Huan: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pay your respects to the master. Don't bring shame to the Gu family."

Mu Junyan raised his eyes slightly and looked at Gu Huan who was lowering her head. He couldn't see her face, only the black hair.

Gu Huan calmed herself down, lowered her head, walked forward and knelt down.

She said in a cautious and cold voice: "Gu Huan greets the Duke."

The sound was completely different from the charming and seductive moans last night.

Mu Junyan was a little doubtful about his judgment. Was it just one person?

"Get up."

Mu Junyan's eyes fell on her hand wrapped in a handkerchief.

"Is the medicine available?"

Gu Huan didn't expect him to ask, and she subconsciously looked up, meeting that pair of dark and deep eyes, which were like a pair of sharp blades piercing her heart and made her pause.

He lowered his head in fear and replied tremblingly, "I used it. Thank you, my lord, for the medicine."

There was no emotion on his face, not even a hint of intimacy or post-love.

His eyes were like a god looking down on all living beings, dull and distant.

Gu Huan was feeling very nervous.

Gu Wanru’s smile froze.

This is equivalent to my father admitting that he has given me the medicine.

Mu An looked at Gu Wanru and his eyes turned gloomy again.

"We are all family, sit down." Mu Junyan looked at Gu Huan.

Gu Huan looked at Gu Wanru cautiously with timid eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, she has never been qualified to sit at the dinner table with her elder sister.

Gu Wanru hated the way she looked like she was being controlled to death. Wasn't it obvious that her father would think that she was bullying her?

"Jin Kui, move Zhang Fangwu over here."

Gu Wanru suppressed her anger and gave Gu Huan a vigilant look: "Come and sit down. You always look so unpresentable."

Gu Huan stepped forward obediently, bowed and said, "Thank you, Duke, for the seat. Thank you, sister, and uncle, for the gift."

Fang Wu was very short, and Gu Huan was petite to begin with, so when she sat down she was half a head shorter than Gu Wanru.

She didn't mind at all, she gently touched her buttocks, sat upright, still with her head lowered, facing the bowl in front of her.

But I sneered in my heart.

Her own elder sister stepped on her own sister in front of her husband's family, and she thought she won face?

How stupid.

No wonder she couldn't control her husband and could only use beauties to win his heart.

How many beauties can satisfy a man as black-hearted as Mu An?

But I just play it for a few months and then give it up and look for new excitement.

My eldest sister's husband has a lot of fun. I wonder if my younger sister knows about it?

Mu Junyan ignored the little thoughts of women and raised his glass to Mu An, saying, "I went to war on the second day of your wedding. This is my belated congratulations. I wish you a long and happy marriage."

After saying that, he did it first.

Mu An and Gu Wanru quickly raised their cups, said auspicious words, and drank.

Gu Huan picked up the wine glass in panic, not knowing whether to follow suit or not. After all, they were toasting to the couple.

While hesitating, he heard Mu Junyan chatting about family matters with Mu An and his wife.

No one paid attention to her. She relaxed a little and slowly put down her wine glass.

Since Mu Junyan didn't pick up his chopsticks, she didn't dare to move. She could only sit there with her head down, thinking about other things in a mess.

Mu Junyan is only 28 this year, and Mu An is 18. They are only ten years apart in age. Why does Mu Junyan want to record him as his legitimate son?

In her previous life, she had never asked about their father-son relationship.

Now, if you want to please Mu Junyan, you have to find a way to figure out the relationships between people in the Duke's Mansion and understand Mu Junyan's preferences.

Mu Junyan's eyes inadvertently fell on Gu Huan.

The little girl was humble and cautious, and as dull as if she had never seen the world. She was like a completely different person from the woman who had tried hard to seduce him last night.

If I didn't recognize that face, I wouldn't have known it was her.

Pack!

Gu Huan's stomach suddenly growled a few times, and she held her stomach in panic and embarrassment.

The eldest sister didn't let her have lunch, and she had just had a quarrel with her brother-in-law, so she was already starving.

Mu Junyan picked up his chopsticks and said calmly, "Eat the food."

Mu An and Gu Wanru diligently picked up food and toasted for Mu Junyan, speaking words of concern and care.

Mu Junyan spoke in a calm tone and answered every question briefly and to the point.

While speaking, he did not forget to remind Gu Wanru to take good care of the baby. Gu Wanru was delighted and proud, because the baby in her belly would be the future Duke of Yong.

The family of three is happy.

Only Gu Huan seemed like an outsider, her mind full of thoughts as she picked up the dish of stir-fried lily, lotus seeds and lotus root slices in front of her.

"I heard that Wanru is a famous talented woman in Beijing." Mu Junyan said suddenly.

Gu Wanru's eyes were in a panic: "My daughter-in-law is dull and can't be called a talented woman."

"My eldest sister's poems are indeed good, and she deserves the title of a talented woman. Especially the three poems she wrote at the flower-viewing banquet hosted by the Queen, which amazed the nobles present. My eldest sister was rewarded by the Queen for this, and was praised by everyone as a talented woman."

Gu Huan, who had been acting like a saw-mouthed gourd, suddenly spoke.

The soft and tender voice made the two men present look at her.

Gu Huan lowered her head and continued to pick up the snow-white lotus seeds, chewing them slowly with her lips pursed.

It was as if she wasn't the one speaking just now.

Mu Junyan's eyes fell on her unpainted, gently moving lips, which were a natural pink.

The lips that he sucked until they were red last night suddenly appeared in my mind...

A feeling of heat rushed up from the bottom to the forehead.

He quickly looked away, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Mu Junyan was a little annoyed with himself.

He actually developed a desire that he shouldn't have, a desire that was instinctive and had to be restrained!

Gu Wanru glared at her secretly: "Sister, stop talking nonsense and don't let father laugh at you."

In order to make his father look up to Wanru, Mu An smiled and said, "I know Wanru is quite talented. Why don't we let Wanru write three poems and ask father for some advice?"

Gu Wanru’s face turned pale.

She held up a handkerchief to cover her face and said coquettishly, "My dear, how dare you show off your talent in front of your father? Besides, we are having dinner with our father, why don't we..."

"Zhou Chunyu, prepare pen and ink." Mu Junyan spoke slowly.

Soon, Zhou Chunyu had someone bring up a small table and put writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone on it.

Gu Wanru glared at Gu Huan fiercely.

Gu Huan put down her chopsticks, looked at Gu Wanru and said considerately: "Eldest sister has to accompany the master to drink, why don't you write for her? I can recite all of your poems."

Although Gu Wanru was angry, this was the only solution she had: "Okay."

"Can you write?" Mu Junyan looked at her.

Gu Wanru answered quickly: "My sister studied with me in a bookstore for two years. She can write a few words, but her writing is not good. Please don't laugh at me, father."

Mu Junyan raised his eyebrows: "Then please ask Madam Gu Er to write it down for us to see."

"yes."

Gu Huan secretly encouraged herself, walked to the edge of the stage, picked up the pen, dipped the ink, and wrote calmly.

Gu Wanru stared at Gu Huan with eyes that seemed to want to poke a thousand holes in her.

The small desk was right next to Mu Junyan, so he could see Gu Huan's handwriting clearly by turning sideways.

The pen is held upright, the writing is smooth, and the font is beautiful.

I didn't expect that the illegitimate daughter of the Gu family could write beautiful small calligraphy with flower-patterned characters.

Mu Junyan's gaze fell on a piece of snow-white wrist.

This little hand was very naughty yesterday.

His eyes darkened: "Mrs. Gu's handwriting is good."

The tone was lowered by several degrees.

Zhou Chunyu's eyes rolled. He had followed his master for almost twenty years and had never praised any woman.

The master really takes a liking to this little girl!

He then smiled and said, "The Gu family is a noble family. Old Master Gu is the president of the Hanlin Academy, and the head of the Gu family is a scholar who won the third place in the imperial examination. Naturally, the young ladies of the Gu family are all talented."

Mu An's expression remained unchanged.

The veins on Gu Wanru's hand holding the chopsticks were bulging, and she almost broke the chopsticks.

The little bitch stepped on her for attention!