Zhao Han reached up and rubbed the goosebumps on his arm.

Gu Xizhou glanced up at the moonlight and inadvertently saw Lu Futu push open the small window and stare straight at him.

"You may step back now," Gu Xizhou said.

Zhao Han glanced towards the kitchen out of the corner of his eye and saw that his master didn't seem to be planning to go back to his room to eat some leftovers. With no chance of achieving his goal, he had no choice but to jump out.

Gu Xizhou's gaze met Lu Futu's.

The same gaze, but with different purposes.

Gu Xizhou stood by the small window, his gaze sweeping over Futu. The child had gained a lot of weight and was now a fair-skinned child.

She was not as thin as she appeared when we first met.

"What do you want to say?" Gu Xizhou asked.

Lu Futu stared at him: "You are hostile to the Lu family."

"Yes!" There are some things I just don't understand. I no longer expect anything; I just want to give myself an explanation.

Having lived to this age, I've seen and experienced quite a lot.

Most mothers and family members in the world like, love, and are patient with their children. Of course, there are also those who do not love or even hate their children, and such hatred without reason does exist.

However, most of them are traceable.

“Your hands are too dirty, and you’re too ruthless. My mother is a simple woman. You two are not a good match,” Lu Futu said.

Gu Xizhou?

Are your hands too dirty? Are you too ruthless? Are women simply naive?

Women are not simple; they just have their own principles and beliefs. When others do things that cross their bottom line, their methods... It reminds me of the two people in the experiment who were scared to death by the sound of dripping water.

Thinking again about the source of Zhu Shi and Lu Congrong's nightmares, a smile appeared on his lips.

If women become too naive, life loses some of its charm.

He had seen too many innocent women in the world, but none of them stirred any emotion in him.

"You go to a brothel to sell aphrodisiacs."

"you……"

"You are building your own power."

"..." Fu Tu hardened his fist, his dark eyes filled with killing intent as he looked at Gu Xizhou.

“You can’t kill me,” Gu Xizhou continued.

Lu Futu glared at Gu Xizhou, then weakly loosened his fist. His small force was just beginning to grow, and he couldn't kill the person in front of him, but he knew too much.

“Your people are following me.” Fu Tu quickly realized that even his mother, who was very attentive to his upbringing, was unaware of these things, but the man in front of him knew.

Gu Xizhou nodded. He had indeed followed the child, initially intending to protect him. However, the child surprised him greatly; at just over five years old, the child already had the idea of ​​cultivating his own power.

"You'd better try harder if you want to kill me." Gu Xizhou said, then turned and left.

Lu Futu's eyes changed repeatedly.

A sense of frustration washed over me, and my head started to spin. I felt a little dizzy after putting a piece of donkey-hide gelatin cake in my mouth. That made me feel a little better.

He went out of the room and brushed his teeth again. He insisted on brushing his teeth before going to bed at night.

Her gaze fell on the direction of Gu Xizhou's room, and a small goal formed in her mind.

I. The night passed.

The next day, Su Jiaoniang set out breakfast and noticed that Futu's attitude towards Gu Xizhou was somewhat improper.

His gaze swept over her, and he seemed lost in thought.

Xiao Ya wasn't very perceptive to the changes in interpersonal relationships at home. After finishing her delicious breakfast, her gaze fell on Gu Xizhou.

"Sir, let's go together and make some money!" Xiao Ya invited Gu Xizhou.

Su Jiaoniang's curiosity was instantly piqued; when did Xiaoya become so dependent on Gu Xizhou?

"Make money?" Gu Xizhou reached out and touched the copper coins on his body.

He nodded, still using simple words: "Okay."

"Uncle, do I not have to go to school anymore?" Changsheng stuffed a steamed dumpling into his mouth, glanced at the little girl, and then looked at Gu Xizhou.

He has been studying for several days in a row. In the palace, there are rest days, but here, his royal uncle keeps an eye on him every day!

“Self-study!” Gu Xizhou said, and walked out of the house with Xiaoya.

Chang Sheng's gaze fell on Su Jiao Niang: "Godmother, I want to play too."

Su Jiaoniang smiled. She was planning to go to the county to teach Su Tong how to make velvet flower hairpins, hair clips, brooches, and silk hairpins. If Changsheng wanted to go, then so be it.

Her gaze fell on Futu, but to her surprise, Futu refused her: "I have to study and become a very capable person."

As Futu spoke, he bit into the crispy pork with his tiny teeth, his eyes filled with an even stronger anticipation for becoming stronger.

Su Jiaoniang stared at the pagoda for a long time, then nodded gently: "Learn from the teacher well."

The child is acting very strangely.

She needs to pay more attention to the children.

After the meal, I watched Futu walk towards the school next door. I was preparing to return from the county town and then go to visit Master Li at home. I also couldn't neglect Doctor Liu, as he had already given me a treatment plan for little Futu's health.

Once the child is healthy enough to withstand the strain, they'll be able to handle it.

That way, you can receive more of a mother's gentle, nurturing care.

When Su Jiaoniang took Changsheng to the county town, she took out the hairpin with intertwined flowers that Gu Xizhou had made. Hu Niu's eyes almost glued to the hairpin.

Hairpins with silk or velvet flowers are now available.

The children in the courtyard had never seen a vine-like flower before.

Su Tong put down the book in his hand and looked at Su Jiaoniang: "Dean, is this what I want to learn?"

“Yes!” Su Jiaoniang walked to the table, took out the copper wire, water, cardboard, scissors, and beadwork, and began to teach Su Tong step by step.

Of course, the embroidered flowers she made weren't very delicate; she just followed the general steps and then took them apart. Her finished products weren't very visible, so she figured it was better not to let anyone see them at all.

Under the bright sun, Su Tong finished making the hairpin.

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