Qiu Yan shouted towards the kitchen, "Xiao Ran, it's not good to eat too much at night."
Seeing this, Zhu Juan chased after her, saying, "Young mistress, didn't you already eat earlier?"
In the kitchen, Gu Xiaoran rubbed his tummy. "I'm hungry after playing all the way." Then he looked pitifully at Zhu Juan. "Aunt Zhu, I'm hungry."
That pitiful look in her eyes made it impossible for Zhu Juan to refuse.
Unable to resist Gu Xiaoran's persistent pleading, Zhu Juan had no choice but to start a fire and cook glutinous rice balls.
Qiu Yan instructed him to eat only one.
Zhu Juan thought that Gu Qian had come from afar and probably hadn't eaten anything, so she cooked two more bowls.
Suddenly, Qiu Yan heard a creak at the gate and quickly looked towards the courtyard gate.
Gu Qian had already walked out and was now face to face with He Lin, his face showing obvious impatience.
He Lin followed behind Gu Qian the whole way.
Because Qiu Yan disliked him, she quickly stepped forward and blocked him at the doorway as he entered, preventing him from entering.
"Our little courtyard is too humble to accommodate a Buddha like you."
He Lin's face stiffened, and he looked at Gu Qian, hoping he could help him out of the predicament.
Gu Qian shrugged. "This courtyard belongs to Yan Yan, so I can't make the decision."
He Lin clenched his fists; only Gu Qian dared to speak to him like that.
"Gu Qian, do you know who I am?" Unable to get a reply, he decided to use force to oppress him.
However, Gu Qian was not afraid of power and said, "You are my cousin."
Having been turned away, the master and servant had no choice but to turn back to the manor and check into the Bihu Inn.
Inside the small courtyard, the unique aroma of glutinous rice balls mingled with the flickering lights.
The little dumpling ate five in one go, and even after finishing them, it wasn't satisfied.
"I'm not full yet."
Zhu Juan: "I'm not full yet, I'll eat again tomorrow."
She took Gu Xiaoran for a walk in the courtyard, intending to help him digest his food before putting him to bed.
Inside the room, at the table, Qiu Yan sat down opposite Gu Qian.
"Gu Qian, since we met, I have never heard you mention your family."
Gu Qian hadn't even finished his first bite of glutinous rice ball when Qiu Yan's words stopped him from eating.
"My home..."
Qiu Yan fixed her gaze on Gu Qian, waiting for him to continue.
Now that they had confided in each other, she naturally wanted to know everything about Gu Qian.
“My mother passed away when I was young. My father… I don’t have a father.”
The first half of Gu Qian's words were tinged with sadness, while the second half revealed his deep resentment and indignation.
Orphaned? Just as miserable as her?
Qiu Yan realized that she had once again stirred up Gu Qian's painful memories.
"That man just now..."
"He's my cousin."
"Your cousin wronged Sister Wenshu, and his guilt caused him to lose his mind. Am I right?"
"Mental derangement?" Gu Qian chuckled. Qiu Yan's explanation was quite apt. "He only acts that way when he sees someone who resembles him."
"I don't care whether he's mentally deranged or just fooling himself. If he mistakes me for someone else again, I'll definitely not be polite to him."
Gu Qian wanted to say that you were already being impolite to him back then.
He knew He Lin and knew he wouldn't do anything to Qiu Yan.
That's right, He Lin has a flaw: whenever he sees a woman who resembles his junior sister even slightly, without exception, he adds her to his harem.
This is a bit troublesome.
"Yan Yan, avoid him if you can. His identity is very unusual."
Qiu Yan asked, "What is his identity?" She had been curious about the man's identity ever since she first saw him.
Gu Qian hesitated for a moment, but finally said:
"Lord of Dongjin".
Qiu Yan was startled, "His Majesty the Emperor?"
This shocked her greatly.
She thought to herself, ignorance is bliss.
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