Chapter 67 The Duke is quite pleased
"I urgently need 50,000 taels of silver." Gu Wanru no longer cared about her dignity.
Since it concerns her position in the Duke's Mansion, winning back Mu An is her most important priority.
Gu Huan pretended to change her expression and said, "So much? How could my mother have it? All of my mother's dowry was used to support the Gu family. How about having someone talk to mother? Mother loves her own daughter and will definitely help you find a solution."
Aunt Pei may not ask her parents for it!
Gu Wanru was so angry that her stomach ached and she had to try hard to maintain a friendly expression.
"Mother doesn't manage the household expenses, but your mother is the one who controls the money. Besides, I don't want Mother to worry about me."
Ha, you don't want to make your fake mother worry, but you want to make your real mother worry, right?
Okay, then let her add more fuel to the fire so that you two, a real mother and daughter, can worry about each other!
Gu Huan nodded obediently: "Sister will definitely pass on the message."
Gu Wanru's anger dissipated a lot.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, sister."
Gu Wanru didn't want to see her again, so she said directly: "It's getting dark, sister, you've worked hard all day, go back and rest quickly."
Gu Huan didn't want to stay here for a moment, so she stood up and left.
The moment she turned around, the smile on Gu Huan's face froze into ice.
There was a cold wind blowing outside.
Facing this evil man Gu Wanru, the resentment in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.
Gu Huan's mind became clearer and clearer.
In the previous life, this evil mother and daughter used every possible means to achieve their respective goals.
Robbery, deception, oppression, torture...
In this life, let both mother and daughter suffer it once.
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After a busy day, Gu Huan was in a good mood. Seeing that it was still early, she asked Dong Mo. He said that the master had guests today and would not be back home until very late.
Gu Huan was happy and prepared to go to the study to copy books while he was away.
There is still more than half of my late wife's poetry collection to copy, and it will take at least two days to finish.
I'm paid fifty taels of silver every month, so I have to do something for them to feel at ease.
Besides, if you want to enter and exit the Duke's Mansion freely, don't you have to make the host happy?
She also needs to start copying ancient books. Making money is extremely important to her.
She took out the silver note worth one thousand taels that Pei Yi had given her, looked at it reluctantly, folded it and stuffed it into her sleeve.
I was going to take it to the study and give it to Mu Junyan as compensation for the jade pendant.
Once you say something, you must do it.
She thought, Mu Junyan was an upright and kind man, how could he really take money from a poor girl like her?
Gu Huan thought of this possibility and smiled happily.
She is too narrow-minded.
Gu Huan was concentrating on copying and didn't notice a tall dark shadow appearing behind her.
When a dark shadow loomed in front of her eyes, she turned around suddenly and found someone hugged her from behind.
Gu Huan froze.
Mu Junyan held her in his arms, his face pressed against hers, his gentle breath brushing against her hair, making her feel itchy all over. Her back involuntarily straightened up, not daring to sink deeper into his arms.
It was the first time she was hugged by a man like this, and she felt both awkward and warm.
There is also a solid sense of security.
Gu Huan held the brush in one hand and pressed the rice paper with the other. For a moment, she didn't know whether to put the brush down or continue writing.
The person behind her didn't make any further moves or say anything, as if he was just... holding her and watching her write.
As the warmth from his body wrapped around her tightly, she actually felt comfortable and protected.
Gradually, Gu Huan also relaxed.
In order to break the awkwardness, he asked with a smile: "Why did you come back so early? Didn't you say you had guests and would be back later?"
"Hmm? Are you so concerned about my whereabouts?"
The man's voice was pleasant and deep, but his words seemed a little threatening?
Gu Huan was slightly surprised.
The first time I used silver to exchange for information about Dong Mo, would he suspect that I had been spying on his whereabouts?
Gu Huan smiled sweetly: "Of course I care about you, Master."
"Um."
The man's voice sounded quite pleasant.
Gu Huan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But the hug showed no signs of loosening, and Gu Huan didn't know what to do next.
Mu Junyan just wanted to tease her, but when she entered his arms, he was instead aroused by her alluring fragrance.
I want to withdraw, but I am unwilling to do so.
I wanted to go further, but it was not dark yet and I felt a little hesitant. Besides, he was not a beast. Her delicate body had not yet recovered, and it would be too bullying to touch her again.
Taking a look at what she wrote, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and it was a little different from what she wrote before.
The writing style is more free and unrestrained.
Mu Junyan put his left hand around her slender waist and held her small hand and the pen with his right hand.
"You wrote in the style of hairpin flower small regular script, but there was a sense of reluctance when you put pen to paper. In fact, this kind of calligraphy is not suitable for you. It is too depressing and has no personality."
Gu Huan was stunned.
He could actually see her mood changes from her words.
"Change to a bigger piece of paper."
Gu Huan's right hand was held by him, so she could only use her left hand to exchange for a large piece of rice paper.
Mu Junyan held her hand, touched the ink and started writing.
Here is the four-character cursive script in a flourishing style: The noble spirit will last forever.
They finished the last stroke in tacit understanding, both feeling refreshed. Gu Huan turned her head, and they couldn't help but smile at each other.
Gu Huan winked playfully: "Don't you like the late Madam's hairpin-shaped regular script? Why do you want me to write cursive script?"
Mu Junyan turned her over and put his arms around her waist. Now her whole body was in his arms, and her body was pressed against him... making it even more awkward.
Gu Huan's face suddenly turned red, even her ears were red. She lowered her head shyly, not looking at him, and her hand holding the pen was placed across their chests.
It's a meaningless protest...
Mu Junyan looked at her blushing little face, his eyes fell on her earlobe, the feeling of holding it in his mouth was really wonderful.
Oh, I really want to take a bite.
He has always been very serious and was surprised that he could not control himself again and again.
He suppressed his emotions and chuckled, "When did you say that you like hairpins with small calligraphy?"
Gu Huan raised her eyes, full of surprise.
Then why did she have to copy it?
In just a moment, she understood.
It’s not because I like words, but because I like people who write them.
Gu Huan inexplicably felt a sour feeling and lowered her head to stare at the tip of the pen.
She said softly, "Of course my handwriting cannot compare to that of my late wife. It is simply an ugly imitation. I will just not copy it."
She twisted her little body, broke free from his arms, turned away, no longer looked at him, and rinsed the brush carefully in the brush washing cup.
Mu Junyan stared at the little girl's awkward silhouette.
Oh, are you getting angry?
"You don't need to copy Jiang Ruoyun's stuff. I won't read it either."
It's just an excuse to help her. Since she's already protected, there's no need to really copy it.
Mu Junyan’s words stunned Gu Huan, and she turned to look at him.
He really dislikes her handwriting so much that he doesn't even want to look at it?
I saw him collecting Jiang Ruoyun's poems with his hands as if he cherished them, then put them into the wicker box specially used to store Jiang Ruoyun's manuscripts, and then put them back to their original place.
Look.
He also said that Jiang Ruoyun was not in his heart, so how and where her things were placed were fixed, just like her position in his heart, right?
And what is she?
Gu Huan's lips pursed, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Mu Junyan casually stuffed the box into the bottom layer of the original bookshelf. Looking back, he saw the little girl with her eyes lowered, her body leaning softly on the desk, looking listless.
What's going on?
"Feeling exhausted? Do you want to drink another bowl of ginseng soup to refresh yourself?"
Mu Junyan's kind words were like a huge firecracker that went off. Gu Huan instantly felt numb all over, her eyes widened, and her hands were clenched tightly, like a cat with its fur standing on end.
She's just a plaything, right?
But she didn't dare question the big money sponsor.
Gu Huan asked weakly with a trembling voice, "Master...you want me to drink last night's soup again?"
Mu Junyan saw how nervous she was and remembered what effect the soup from the night before had.
She must have been afraid of herself that night, so she quickly put her fist against my lips and coughed twice.
"I don't mean anything else."
Gu Huan didn't believe it and looked at his expression and eyes quietly.
It seems... there is no unsatisfied look in his eyes.
Although he still didn't smile, his expression was much friendlier than before.
Safe tonight?
Gu Huan was suspicious and anxious.
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