Gu Shaoyu immediately understood when he saw that he only said this one sentence: "Does he want to speak to Madam alone?"
Bei Chen nodded, and Gu Shaoyu immediately felt jealous. Humph, even Bei Chen had become her friend, while she was the only "outsider".
He stood up casually and said to Xie Zhaozhao, "You two talk, I'll go to my study to handle some official documents first."
My feet stood still, completely obedient.
Xie Zhaozhao didn't try to stop him, saying, "Alright, you go take care of your business first, and we'll talk later."
After Gu Shaoyu left, Bei Chen said, "Madam, I saw Zhi Baiju being forced to come to the Earl's mansion by the Zhi family. They forced him to wear a red robe and prepare to consummate the marriage for Gu Chengyan."
Xie Zhaozhao clenched her fists immediately.
Gu, Cheng, Yan!!
In his past life, before Gu Chengyan brought Gu Yuebai to him, he squatted down in front of her with red eyes and said, "My mother and the others all blame you for not being able to give birth. It makes me feel bad. Why don't we give it a try?"
Xie Zhaozhao blushed with embarrassment and said, "Aren't you impotent?"
"I'll try taking some medicine..."
That night, he turned off all the lights in Fanghua Garden and locked all the maids and servants outside.
Xie Zhaozhao thought he was afraid that the servants would see it and hurt his self-esteem.
Under the moonlight, a person slowly entered through the open door.
Bathed in moonlight, in the dim light, a woman in red exuded a familiar scent of incense.
That really does look like him.
The clothes, the face, the scent of the incense—everything seemed correct.
Xie Zhaozhao waited anxiously for him to come over, but he stood at the door and never came.
Later, she called out "Husband," and he turned and ran out. From then on, they never mentioned consummating their marriage again.
However, just two days later, the old lady was heartbroken and wept bitterly at the Ci'en Hospital.
It turned out that Zhi Baiju, the most promising member of the Zhi family, had fallen into the water and died.
While sorting through his belongings, a note was found tucked inside one of his books: "Eighteen years of muddled accounts, a wasted journey through this world, strive to settle these matters in this life, for who can bear the lingering calamities of countless lifetimes?"
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