Scumbag Fakes His Death to Flee Marriage? I Burn the Mourning Hall and Tear Apart the Marquis's Residence!

Chu Ruohan was reborn, returning to the day she married into the Marquis of Anyang's residence. In her previous life, her newlywed husband, Gu Chengan, faked his death, pushing her into an abys...

Chapter 119 Eat more to reduce internal heat, don’t hold it in!

Chapter 119 Eat more to reduce internal heat, don’t hold it in for too long!

Gu Cheng'an saw Du Ruoling's expression, but he subconsciously ignored it.

"Look, although this yard is a little small, it's quiet. Let's clean it up and plant some flowers and plants..."

As he said this, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do it himself. They had no servants to order around now.

However, Du Ruoling stood there, motionless.

She bit her lower lip lightly and said, "I'm still in the postpartum period."

When Gu Chengan heard this, he slapped his head and said, "Look at my memory, damn it!"

He was so excited just now that he was only thinking about having a new home, and he completely forgot that Du Ruoling was still in the confinement period.

"You take a rest first, I'll clean up."

As Gu Cheng'an spoke, he helped her sit down on the stone bench in the yard.

He even took off his coat and put it under her butt as she was afraid of catching a cold.

Looking at the noble young master of the Marquis's Mansion, like this?

Du Ruoling felt mixed emotions. Gu Cheng'an had given up a lot for her. She sighed softly and looked up at the sky in the yard.

Isn’t this a brand new beginning?

As a college student, was she afraid that she wouldn't be able to make money in ancient times?

Her four years in college were not in vain. She has a rich knowledge base and a flexible mind. She can come up with a lot of novel gadgets and ways to make money that the ancients have never seen or heard of.

When she gets better, she will definitely make a lot of money and leave this small, shabby yard...

Ever since Gu Cheng'an took Du Ruoling away, the Anyang Marquis Mansion has completely quieted down.

Only Gu Junze fought with Gu Yun all day and night, but still could not get any meat. No matter what method he used, the little guy would always appear at the critical moment.

He was so angry...

Doctor Qian sat beside Gu Junze's bed, his eyes full of teasing. "Sir, I see you're quite irritable. How about I prescribe some heat-clearing tea for you to calm you down?"

When Gu Junze heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he coughed twice, "No need."

Chu Ruohan, who was standing by, couldn't help but have a blush on the tips of her ears. She was not an ignorant girl. She had been toyed with by Wei Qiming in her previous life, so she understood the matters between men and women.

These days, with Yun Ge'er around, Gu Junze has been much more well-behaved. The two of them don't sleep in each other's arms, nor do they do any intimate things.

But it doesn’t feel right. Isn’t he capable of it?

She must have been overthinking it. What Doctor Qian meant by "getting angry" was definitely different from what she imagined.

Could it be that I have eaten too many sweets in the past two days?

Then I thought, Brother Yun eats the most.

He whispered, "Yuling, go to the kitchen and prepare some food to cool down your heat."

After receiving the order, Yuling hurriedly retreated.

Gu Junze opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but swallowed the words back.

He couldn't say that he was unsatisfied...

Doctor Qian sat there looking at his deflated face, pretending to be calm, and he could hardly hold back the smile on his face.

His face turned red.

Gu Junze was already feeling uneasy, and seeing him like this, he felt secretly annoyed and glared at Doctor Qian with a warning look.

Doctor Qian calmed down a little, but his eyes were still filled with a strong sense of mockery.

After a while, Doctor Qian regained his serious appearance as a doctor and took out a long, thin needle.

Different from the ordinary silver needles used in acupuncture.

It must be more than three feet long.

Doctor Qian gave Gu Junze acupuncture for quite some time, and his legs regained feeling, just like a normal person.

I've been taking good care of myself these days, and the meridians in my legs have almost recovered, and have even become much thicker, but I just can't stand up.

Doctor Qian was so worried that he lost a lot of hair.

Now, he thought of another idea. "This is a python needle. I need to use it to penetrate the meridians and clear the blockage..."

Doctor Qian said it easily, but Chu Ruohan was terrified as she watched the python needle slowly penetrate into Gu Junze's leg.

Then Doctor Qian turned his wrist, and the python needle went back and forth in the flesh and blood, making people's scalps numb.

Gu Junze pursed his lips tightly, said nothing, and his expression did not change at all.

Only the beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed him. He was in pain, very painful...

The whole room was quiet, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

It was not until Doctor Qian used the python needle that Chu Ruohan stepped forward and gently wiped the sweat from Gu Junze's forehead with a handkerchief.

Gu Junze pulled her hand and patted it gently, "It's okay." He meant to comfort her.

In fact, this little pain is nothing compared to the torture I experienced when I took the medicinal bath before...

Just at this moment, Yuling hurried in with a tray.

There was a bowl of steaming honeysuckle juice on the tray, and a plate of cold bitter melon next to it. The green bitter melon was cut neatly and looked very refreshing.

Doctor Qian swiftly put the python needle into the medicine box, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"My Lord, these are all good things for reducing internal heat. You should use more of them." The tone was half teasing and half joking.

Without waiting for Gu Junze to get angry, he quickly picked up the medicine box and hurriedly slipped away as if his feet were greased.

Only Gu Junze was left with a face full of helplessness and a hint of resentment.

Yuling walked to the bedside with a tray and gently placed the honeysuckle juice and cold bitter melon on the table beside her.

After putting it away, she stood up, took light steps, and walked to Chu Ruohan.

She lowered her head slightly, moved closer to Chu Ruohan, and nodded imperceptibly. The action was extremely subtle, meaning that Chu Nanxin had gone out again.

Chu Ruohan raised her eyebrows and signaled to Yuling with her eyes that it was time to start.

Before, Chu Nanxin colluded with Aunt Li and tried to lure Gu Yun out of the Marquis's Mansion. Although Chu Ruohan had the maid beaten to death and dealt with Aunt Li.

But he had no intention of letting Chu Nanxin go just like that.

In the past, when she dealt with Gu's mother, because she had just married into the Marquis's Mansion, she had to plan and layout carefully, step by step leading Gu's mother into the trap.

But things are different now. She is now the wife of the prince of the marquis's mansion and holds great power.

There was no need to go through so much trouble with Chu Nanxin alone, but she planned to deal with Gu Chengyan as well.

Gu Chengyan still wanted to get the top three places in the imperial examination and enjoy unlimited glory like in his previous life, but it was impossible.

Yuling understood Chu Ruohan's meaning, bowed slightly, and quietly retreated.

Gu Junze saw all the little movements between the master and servant, with a faint smile on his face. Although he didn't know what Chu Ruohan was going to do, he was sure that anyone who offended her would be in trouble.

Chu Ruohan was holding the honeysuckle dew and had already put it to his lips. "This is the most effective way to relieve internal heat."

Gu Junze looked at the bowl of honeysuckle dew, then looked at Chu Ruohan, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Did she really not know, or was she doing it on purpose?

He took it reluctantly and drank it all in one gulp.

The bitter taste spread on the tip of my tongue, not as good as the cloud cake...