Chapter 13: The Art of Speech
Gu Wanru smiled gently and patted her hands: "Rest early and copy the documents for your father tomorrow. Who knows, you may be blessed."
Yinzhi was anxious: "Madam, this little bitch is trying to deceive you with her sweet words."
Gu Wanru's face darkened: "You don't even listen to me? Go back to your room and sleep."
Yinzhi was unwilling, but could only go back to the house with her in disappointment.
"Madam, the little bitch is full of lies. If she is favored by the master, do you believe she will help you?"
Yinzhi said angrily while helping her comb her hair.
Gu Wanru looked at the face in the bronze mirror and felt very unbalanced.
Aunt Pei came from a merchant family, but she was very beautiful and married into the marquis's mansion with a huge dowry.
After entering the mansion, she was deeply loved by her father, but she was born with only regular facial features.
Her mother was born into a noble family but was a rigid person. Her own daughter, Gu Huan, on the other hand, was born with a coquettish face.
She even suspected that Aunt Pei was lying to her. Maybe she was the legitimate daughter, and Gu Huan was the illegitimate daughter.
Aunt Pei had always instilled in her that Gu Huan was her stepping stone, a tool for her to secure her favor.
But Gu Huan's words today woke her up.
A stepping stone is not necessarily for the husband, it may serve a greater purpose.
She has been married for more than half a year, but she can't even touch a single key to the mansion.
Mu An spent his days seeking pleasure, bringing in one woman after another, without any other skills. Even when he wanted to buy an expensive thing, he had to ask housekeeper Zhou for money, and when he couldn't get what he wanted, he didn't dare to say a word.
It is simply wishful thinking to expect him to seize power in the family.
"Madam, if she dares to bite you and disobey you today, she will dare to go up to the roof and tear down the tiles tomorrow. How can we not teach her a lesson?"
Yinzhi talked for a long time, but seeing that she didn't respond and just stared at the bronze mirror blankly without saying a word, he couldn't help but pat her shoulder.
Gu Wanru suddenly smiled.
"Good bite, it's worth the bite."
She said this through gritted teeth.
Mu An broke her heart. In order to please him, she had been servile to him. Even to the group of bitches in the backyard, as long as he favored them, she gave some face and tried not to provoke them.
But did he give her the dignity of a principal wife?
Yinzhi was stunned: "Madam..."
Gu Wanru came back to her senses, stood up and walked towards the bed.
His tone was serious: "Yinzhi, Gu Huan is my half-sister after all, so don't keep calling her a bitch. What will the people in the Duke's Mansion think of us if they hear us? They will think that we in the Marquis' Mansion don't discipline our servants strictly and don't respect the inferiors."
It was the first time that Yinzhi was scolded by the eldest lady because of Gu Huan, and she felt so aggrieved that she was about to cry.
It was because the lady kept calling her a little bitch, so she joined in to cheer her on.
Gu Wanru got on the bed, pulled the quilt over her thighs, and looked at Yinzhi, who was feeling aggrieved and wanted to cry.
She was pretty, lively, and loyal to her. Before Gu Huan entered the mansion, Mu An had originally wanted to take Yinzhi in.
But Yinzhi and her cousin were in love and had been engaged for a long time. Gu Wanru didn't want to ruin Yinzhi's life, so she followed Jin Yinniang's advice and brought Gu Huan into the house.
Gu Wanru's tone softened, "Your marriage with your cousin will have to be postponed. I thought that after my husband accepted Gu Huan and stabilized him, I would let you go. But now, things have changed. I have to keep you for a while longer. Please help me."
Yinzhi wiped away her tears and smiled: "Yes, I can stay single for the rest of my life."
Gu Wanru held her hand and said, "You are talking nonsense. You and I grew up together and I regard you as my own sister. I will never treat you badly. I have already told my mother that I will adopt you as my adopted daughter and let you marry out of the Marquis's Mansion."
Yinzhi was so excited that she couldn't help hugging Gu Wanru and burst into tears: "Madam, you are so kind to me."
Gu Wanru smiled and stroked her back gently: "Silly girl, mother will adopt you as her adopted daughter and restore your status as a good woman. You are no longer a slave."
Yinzhi was filled with gratitude and knelt down to kowtow to Gu Wanru: "I am willing to go through fire and water for you, madam."
Gu Wanru smiled gently and kindly: "Okay, get up quickly, let's rest early."
Yinzhi didn't see the smile gradually fading from her lips.
The look in his eyes is meaningful...
Gu Huan's forced breath relaxed, her body went limp, and she almost sat down on the ground. Someone supported her from behind.
"How are you?"
It’s golden sunflower.
She has always been a person who knows how to protect herself.
In past and present lives, Jin Kui watched her being bullied and never spoke up for her.
Gu Huan gently pushed her away and said calmly, "Thank you, Sister Jin. I'm fine."
After entering the room, Fang realized that the clothes on the back were wet with sweat. Thinking about the consequences, he felt scared and his whole body turned cold.
She didn't want to endure the torture of her previous life again.
Gu Huan sat down on the bed exhausted and pulled the quilt into her arms.
After all the tossing and turning last night and several tearings today, she was now completely exhausted.
She doesn't want anything now.
Any memory would bring her heart-wrenching pain, the kind of incurable suffering, she didn't want to think about it anymore.
Her mood gradually calmed down, she closed her eyes and sighed, and the pain in her hands came back again, making her heart twisted.
Finally took the first step.
But what about tomorrow?
What if Mu An couldn't control himself and forced himself on her, would Mu Junyan really beat her to death for losing her virginity?
After all, even she knew which was more important, the reputation of her son and the Duke's Mansion or the life of a lowly person.
Now, she has completely broken off with Mu An and Gu Wanru.
Mu Junyan is her only way out.
Gu Huan was afraid that Mu An would break in, so she didn't dare to sleep at all.
Holding a thin quilt, curled up at the head of the bed, hugged my knees and looked out the window quietly.
In his hand he tightly grasped a small knife he had taken from the small kitchen.
After finally reaching the horizon, I quickly washed, combed my hair, and changed into a clean, high-necked skirt that wrapped me tightly.
Gu Huan arrived at the door of Wenhanxuan nervously. When the gatekeeper saw her, he politely invited her in.
"Madam Gu, do you know where the study is?"
Gu Huan's face inexplicably turned red, and she hummed softly, "I know."
"Then Madam Gu, please go by yourself. Dong Mo is waiting for you in the study."
Gu Huan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Dong Mo was there.
"Excuse me, little brother, is the master not in the mansion?"
She didn't want him to be there, and always felt a little ashamed in front of him.
"Well, the master has to go to court, and he left before dawn."
Gu Huan finally let go of her worries and walked to the door of the study. Her heart started beating violently again.
The scene that night was too exciting. The embarrassing scene kept popping into her mind, making her panic uncontrollably.
"Madam Gu is here."
"Have you used the Snow Lotus Jade Cream? Does your hand still hurt?"
Dong Mo asked her as soon as he saw her, and his address was much more polite.
Gu Huan pulled back her thoughts and said apologetically, "The Snow Lotus Jade Cream was taken away by my son-in-law."
Dong Mo was surprised: "Ah, that is something worth a fortune. The master gave it to you, how could he just take it away?"
"I'm sorry." Gu Huan felt aggrieved.
Dong Mo saw her eyes were red, and hurriedly coaxed her: "You are not sorry for me, but your hand needs it. The Snow Lotus Jade Cream can repair the scars and make your hand as good as new."
Gu Huan choked up and felt awkward. Dong Mo stamped his feet and said, "Forget it. I'll go get the court doctor to apply medicine to your hand."
Gu Huan said hurriedly, "Brother Dong, that's not necessary. Just tell me where the late Madam's manuscript is."
"What manuscript? How can you copy it when your hand is not healed yet? The master said that you should take good care of your injury and we can talk about it after you recover."
"But, if I don't work, I..."
Dong Mo knew what she was afraid of: "Don't worry, just come here every day. The master has instructed that your hand should be cured first."
Gu Huan felt warm in her heart, and Dong Mo had already hurried to find the court doctor.
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