In her previous life, Gu Qianluo was manipulated by her stepmother into replacing her legitimate sister to marry the Second Prince for a propitious marriage to ward off illness.
She spared no...
Time flies like an arrow, leaving no trace. Tomorrow is the day Chen Jinheng sets off on his expedition.
Gu Qianluo picked up a sheet of Xuan paper from the table, on which no fewer than twenty items were listed.
"Iron medicine, wound ointment, hemostatic pills... Husband, do you think these pills are enough? If not, I'll get you some more."
Chen Jinheng leaned against the long couch in the front hall, wiping his knives, his gaze occasionally falling on the busy woman in front of him, his expression full of satisfaction.
"Luo'er, that's enough. Why are you preparing so much medicine for your husband? Do you think I'm weak in combat and will get injured often?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Qianluo's eyes narrowed and her lips drooped unconsciously. "Nonsense! My husband must return unscathed, or I will not forgive you."
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Chen Jinheng's eyes, and he asked in surprise, "Oh? I wonder how Madam intends to punish me?"
Gu Qianlu raised an eyebrow and spoke with a serious expression.
"If my husband is injured, he will certainly be too weak and unable to attend to matters of love and romance. In that case, I will send the concubines away on his behalf."
Upon hearing this, Chen Jinheng laughed loudly, "Haha, then I'll have to trouble you, Madam."
"You...!" Gu Qianlu was so angry that she couldn't find the words to curse him.
"The temperature difference between day and night is large in the northern region, so my husband must take care of himself and not catch a cold."
"Okay!" the man replied casually.
"Once you've won the battle, take some time to write to me, understand?"
"Mmm," the man replied leisurely as he continued polishing his armor.
"Also, eat well so you'll have the strength to fight. And if you see any girls from the northern frontier, restrain yourself. The sandstorms there are terrible, remember to wear a mask..."
After Chen Jinheng finished wiping his armor and swords, he heard Gu Qianluo's nagging instructions and felt a warmth rise in his heart. He smiled gently and said...
"Rest assured, my wife, I will certainly follow your teachings."
"Good to know! You have a wife now, you can't be willful anymore. You still have Ping'er and An'er waiting for you at home, and the Marquis and his wife will always be thinking of you..."
Upon hearing this, Chen Jinheng's eyes gradually darkened. He put down his work and joked,
"No one has ever spoken of these things to me when I'm out fighting. Hearing you say this, Madam, makes me quite sad."
Gu Qianlu's gaze darkened. She put the underwear she was holding into the box, turned to the man, and asked,
"Although I do not know what your feelings were in the past, I only hope that my husband can return safely."
After speaking, Gu Qianluo took out a brightly colored amulet pouch from her sleeve and handed it to Chen Jinheng.
"Madam is very skillful; even her purses are more beautiful than those made in the embroidery workshops."
Seeing his delighted expression as he held the purse, Gu Qianlu smiled at him with equal satisfaction and teased him,
"Nothing is as beautifully embroidered as Lin Meiren's purse." With that, he placed Lin Ruoyan's amulet on the table.
Upon hearing this, Chen Jinheng raised an eyebrow and seriously picked up the two purses to compare them.
"In my opinion, the purse made by my wife is more beautiful."
Upon hearing this, a hint of joy appeared in Gu Qianluo's eyes. She had always been competitive since childhood, and nervously asked, "Does my husband really think so?"
Chen Jinheng's gaze was intense; it was the first time he had seen her so serious, and he couldn't help but want to tease her.
"Yes, although the pattern you embroidered is simple, the meaning is good! But as for the embroidery skills, Ruoyan is still slightly better!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Qianluo's brow twitched, a flash of anger crossing her mind. Straight man! He can't even lie properly! Humph!
“If that’s the case, my husband, why don’t you just keep my purse and give it to Lin Meiren?”
So that you won't always complain about my needlework when you see the purses I made in the future.
"I'd better not make a fool of myself."
After saying that, Gu Qianlu snatched the purse from his hand and was about to throw it into the wastepaper basket.
Seeing her anger, Chen Jinheng's heart sank, and he quickly pulled her into his arms.
"My wife is so petty. Can't you even tell I'm joking?"
Gu Qianlu turned her head to the side, avoiding eye contact with this blockhead and his burning gaze.
"Alright! Don't be angry anymore! No matter what Luo'er does, I will cherish her as a treasure and never abandon her."
"Hmph! You're smart enough to know your place. You dare to throw it away and see what happens?"
Gu Qianlu swung her little fist and rubbed his chest a few times, not too hard and not too soft.
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!"
Seeing her puffed-up face, Chen Jinheng found it quite adorable, and his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but move closer to her lips.
She looked up and met the man's burning gaze.
Suddenly, a gentle and melodious voice rang out from outside the door, interrupting Chen Jinheng and Gu Qianluo's rare moment of tender affection.
"Jinheng, thankfully we made it in time, otherwise I would have been chasing you out of the city."
Upon hearing this, Chen Jinheng's eyes darkened, Gu Qianlu's brow twitched, and she slowly pushed the man away.
"Ruoyan, what brings you here? Didn't I instruct you to rest for two months before sending someone to bring you back?"
Lin Ruoyan's eyes sparkled as she jogged forward and handed the mahogany lacquer box to Chen Jinheng, saying softly,
"Jinheng, there are some things I want to say to you privately."
I wonder if Sister Qianluo minds?
Gu Qianluo's eyes flickered, glancing at Chen Jinheng out of the corner of her eye, and she said calmly,
“Miss Lin and my husband have done me a great favor, how could I mind? You two can chat slowly, I’ll go to the kitchen and tell the servants to prepare lunch.”
"Luo..." Chen Jinheng's eyes darkened, but before he could speak, Gu Qianluo had already left the room.
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