A look of exasperation and frustration flashed across Lu Yue's face. He held the cup and glared at Gu Chenshu fiercely. After a while, he slammed the cup on the table with a bang.

There was blood on the couch, but it was clean in front of Song Niannian and the monk!

This feeling... Lu Yue now regards Song Niannian as his own.

His not caring and his possibly having are two completely different things!

Such a perfect woman, so soft, so charming, yet she was dirty in front of him and gave her to another man? Was Gu Chenshu crazy? This is how he played it?

"Master Gu is really good, very good, very good!" Lu Yue stood up, kicked the table, humiliated Gu Chenshu, and walked out of the attic with a flick of his sleeves.

The banquet ended in a bad mood!

Gu Chenshu sat there indifferently.

"Brother Gu, you really love this woman very much!"

"Alas, it's so stunning, not to mention Brother Lu, even I can't help but be moved... Brother Gu is willing to give it to us..."

"Brother Gu, even if Brother Lu is angry, we brothers have already made you our brother."

"Wait a minute. Tomorrow I'll go talk to Brother Lu about this year's salt issue, and I'll definitely give Brother Gu a share!"

…

It was already midnight when Gu Chenshu left.

He smelled of powder and there was lip balm on his sleeves.

Whether it was a casual affair or something more extreme, it meant nothing to him.

Before tonight, Song Niannian meant nothing to him.

Song Niannian fell asleep in his carriage.

In spring, the dew is heavier.

She was wrapped in a cotton cloak, which obviously could not keep her warm. She was curled up in his carriage, with her hair messy and loose, and she looked thin and pitiful.

Gu Chenshu got on the carriage and stared quietly.

"Prince, it's already three o'clock in the morning. Should we go back?" the coachman asked outside.

Chapter 2

"Do you want to take Song Niannian back to the Gu Mansion?" This is what the coachman really asked.

After sending Song Niannian off, they didn't have enough time to return home and rest.

Go to court at five o'clock in the morning.

Gu Chenshu is now a prince, and he only has a title but no official position in the court.

He went to court just as a mascot!

But he still has to go to court.

"Send her back." Gu Chenshu said in a deep voice.

Then he got out of the carriage himself.

Qinlou and Chuguan naturally have carriages. It wouldn't be difficult for Gu Chenshu to find one and send him back...

However, even though Song Niannian felt so "wronged", she couldn't get any "pity" from Gu Chenshu.

It seems that Gu Chenshu's gentleness is only on the surface, and he is extremely cold inside!

The horse-drawn chariots split into two groups and set off in different directions in the dark.

Since Gu Chenshu is not around, Song Niannian doesn't have to act and can relax.

She leaned lazily in the carriage.

No matter how cold Gu Chenshu is, it is true that he is rich. There is a silver charcoal hand warmer in the carriage. If she puts it in her arms, she won't feel cold.

In the previous scene, Song Niannian was pretending to be asleep, and it was also a self-torture tactic for Gu Chenshu to see.

She wanted to take the initiative and test Gu Chenshu's reaction.

…

Unexpectedly, Gu Chenshu didn't accept the challenge.

He got off the carriage directly.

.

Gu Chenshu is usually busy with his own things.

As an ambitious prince, he has to have many social engagements.

What's more, there is the olive branch that Lu Yue and the others just handed him?

Song Niannian spent a few peaceful days in the small courtyard.

When she went home that night and took a shower, her body was covered with red bruises. Her skin was so delicate that it hurt to wear silk.

Zhou Yan didn't hold back when he hit her...

Any man who sees these marks on his body will have his eyes dimmed!

Fortunately, Song Niannian recovered quickly. When Gu Chenshu was about to meet with Lu Yue and others, she had already recovered.

As usual, still a brocade dress.

It's just that this time the skirt is very conservative, not showing any of her skin, but the skirt has something even more perverted, the underwear and panties inside are both very short...

Wear it up to the thighs!

Song Niannian: ...

These people are getting more and more perverted.

Unfortunately, they have never been to the modern era and don’t know what a bikini is. Compared to a bikini, these shorts are nothing.

Song Niannian put it on without any psychological barriers.

It was still the cotton cloak she was familiar with.

As soon as she got into the car, Gu Chenshu suddenly grabbed her neck. His slender fingertips pinched the side of her neck and pulled Song Niannian away.

The force was neither too strong nor too weak, but just enough to put a person on the verge of suffocation.

"Que'er, I really can't understand you anymore." With a low and gentle voice, Gu Chenshu was examining Song Niannian. He was sitting in the carriage, looking down at her, dressed like a noble young man.

But his eyes were dark.

He looked at every detail of her.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she turned pale as he grabbed her neck and dragged her over. She had no strength to resist...

"Grandpa, Que'er doesn't understand." Song Niannian's eyes were red. She struggled slightly and slapped Gu Chenshu's arm, "Cough... cough cough..."

She was still weak, which made Gu Chenshu feel less wary.

But Gu Chenshu always felt something was wrong!

He has always been sensitive and ruthless.

He felt that something was wrong with Song Niannian, so he attacked her directly. However, he didn't pinch her neck too hard. But when he let go, there were still several shocking purple finger marks on Song Niannian's neck, as if he wanted to kill her.

"Remember, you are mine in life and my ghost in death! Now that I have redeemed you from the brothel, you will never escape me, even if you become a ghost in this life!"

Gu Chenshu reached out and grabbed Song Niannian's waist tightly.

The space in the carriage was cramped.

He pulled Song Niannian directly onto his lap. He couldn't touch anything because of the cotton cloak. However, the woman's overly slender waist and the faint fragrance of her hair kept penetrating into his breath. What he saw was extremely delicate skin, which made people's index fingers open. He hugged her and couldn't help but lower his head to smell it.

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