Chapter 11 Can You Afford It?
"Let's go to Shenduyuan!" Gu Jingchu strode out.
"Your Highness, you can't go. The Prime Minister has ordered that no one can enter Shenduyuan without permission."
"Why is it that in this Gu Mansion, Gu Huailing has the final say and I am the legitimate son of the Marquis!" Gu Jingchu punched the tree.
The sharp pain in his hand brought him back to his senses.
He stood for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Let's go to the Lin Mansion."
Aoki sighed in his heart and said, "Okay."
Good words cannot persuade a damned person, so he'd better shut up.
The rear house of the Lin Mansion.
Lin Wanyin was punished by standing under the scorching sun with a porcelain bowl on her head, her face as pale as paper.
Lin Cui was sitting under the porch, eating tangerines leisurely.
"Don't mind your mother's harshness. It's not easy to be a stepmother these days. Your mother is punishing you for your own good."
Since that day, when Mrs. Lin Cui learned what happened in Huichun Hall, she has been finding various ways to torture Lin Wanyin.
Lin Wanyin looked at the juicy tangerines and couldn't help licking the corner of her lips.
"Wan Yin knows she's wrong. Mother, can you give her a glass of water?"
Lin Cui was angry when she saw her frail appearance.
"Now that everyone knows that your heart disease is not a problem, it won't hurt to just stand for a while. Stop pretending to be pathetic."
"You're always pretending in front of Prince Gu, calling him cousin all the time, but he doesn't seem to really care about you."
"It's been so many days, and you haven't been to the Gu Mansion. No one has even glanced at you."
"Madam, Master Gu is here and he said he wants to see the eldest daughter." A servant from the Lin residence came hurriedly to report.
Lin Cui put down the orange in her hand, her expression changed and she muttered, "He really came."
She stood up, walked to Lin Wanyin, and took the bowl off her head with her own hands.
He smiled and said, "Miss, you need to be careful what you say when you see the prince, otherwise if I get angry, you won't get what you want."
"Don't worry, mother. Wanyin knows her limits."
Lin Wanyin lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly in her sleeves.
She must marry Gu Jingchu and become the Crown Prince's wife, take back her biological mother's dowry, and trample Lin Cui under her feet.
Lin Wanyin left the house, looked at the man outside the door, and ran over while holding up her skirt.
"Cousin, you're here?" Lin Wanyin raised her eyes and looked at Gu Jingchu with tenderness in her eyes and said happily.
"Oh, do you want to eat plain noodles?" Gu Jingchu was absent-minded, his mind full of Chen Yuan.
?
Lin Wanyin was confused, but still nodded very obediently.
When Gu Jingchu brought Lin Wanyin to Qingshi Lane and the Yangchun noodle stall at the intersection, Lin Wanyin understood everything.
It was not just for eating plain noodles, but also to use her to provoke Shen Yuan.
Lin Wanyin was disdainful in her heart.
If Gu Jingchu didn’t have the status of a prince of a marquisate.
She wouldn't even look at this self-righteous but incompetent man.
What she truly admired in her heart was the man who was as lofty as a mountain.
The two of them sat there from noon to evening, eating two bowls of plain noodles.
Finally, Shen Yuan's carriage slowly moved forward in the distance.
Gu Jingchu, who had been listless for half a day, stood up as if he had been injected with chicken blood and walked towards Chen Yuan's carriage.
Lin Wanyin also followed Gu Jingchu.
Gu Jingchu originally had a lot of questions in his mind.
But, through the car curtain, I suddenly didn't know where to start.
“Sister Shen, are you in there? I want to eat Yangchun noodles today, and my cousin came to take me to eat. Do you want to come down and have a bowl?”
Lin Wanyin stared at the carriage and spoke softly.
The carriage curtain was not opened.
Chen Yuan's extremely cold words came out, "Miss Lin, I have nothing to do with Master Gu anymore. No matter what you eat, as long as you two are happy."
How could she remain indifferent?
In the past, whenever Wanyin was around, wouldn’t Chen Yuan always be jealous and unhappy?
Why is it so quiet today?
Gu Jingchu's face turned pale and a chill spread in his heart.
A fear that he had always ignored was finally acknowledged.
"Yuan'er, it's me." Gu Jingchu's dry voice sounded. He only said three words and then fell silent.
"Master Gu, I have nothing to say to you. If you don't want to be hit by the carriage, get out of the way."
After Shen Yuan finished speaking, the driver said respectfully: "I am here on the orders of the Prime Minister to escort Miss Shen back to the mansion. Please, Prince, move aside."
It turned out to be the eldest brother's personal guard. Gu Jingchu narrowed his eyes slightly.
A surge of anger welled up in my chest.
"So what if I don't allow you to do that?"
"Then don't blame me for being offensive." The guards refused to give in.
"Cousin, it's getting late today. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Lin Wanyin gently pulled Gu Jingchu's sleeve and advised.
Gu Jingchu looked at Lin Wanyin unhappily, and finally took the steps she handed him and stepped aside.
When Gu Jing first returned home, he went straight to Shen Du Yuan like a cow.
"The prince is here. The Prime Minister invites you to Shenduyuan." Sanjiu suddenly appeared from behind Gu Jingchu.
The moment he stepped into Shen Du Yuan, Gu Jingchu felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.
He didn't come to Shenduyuan very often.
When Gu Huailing was the Prime Minister, he wanted to reopen the government, but his grandmother didn't want to, so the plan was put on hold.
Although Shenduyuan is within the Marquis's Mansion, it is considered a separate house and no one can set foot inside without Gu Huailing's permission.
The cold moon hangs in the sky.
In the octagonal pavilion, Gu Huailing sat in front of a stone table, the white jade chess piece in front of him glowing coldly.
Gu Jingchu walked over slowly.
"Big brother."
Gu Huailing's voice was cold and distant. "Did you acquiesce in Zhao Wenyuan's imprisonment of A Yuan?"
Gu Jingchu didn't expect Gu Huailing to ask this, and felt guilty for a moment, "It was Chen Yuan who hit someone first, so I..."
"Yes or no?"
"yes."
"Although Ayuan's family was convicted, the emperor granted her and her brother Shen Zhao a special pardon. You wanted this marriage, but you looked down on her background, embarrassing her at every turn and using Shen Zhao to control her."
"If there hadn't been the Shen family's grandfather, there wouldn't be the Gu family today. You're not insulting A Yuan, you're insulting the Gu family."
Gu Huailing rarely spoke so much to Gu Jingchu.
There is no such harsh tone and no regard for feelings.
How could a favored son of heaven who reached the highest position at a young age not have ruthless methods?
Gu Jingchu was so suppressed that he couldn't say a word.
Just as he opened his mouth to explain, Gu Huailing raised his hand to interrupt him.
"Do you still want to marry A Yuan?"
"I, I want it." Gu Jingchu said in a trembling voice.
"Do you want it?" Gu Huailing finally looked at Gu Jingchu straight in the eye.
"Can you afford it?"
An invisible cold and stern majesty spread out.
Gu Jingchu felt as if someone was grabbing his neck, and his throat moved. "I..."
Gu Huailing stroked the white jade chess piece in his hand and retracted his gaze. "Please go to the ancestral hall to receive the family rules."
After he finished speaking, he dropped the chess piece in his hand, stood up and walked into the house.
Gu Jingchu's face was pale, as if a shackle was stuck on his heart.
Those five words made him understand that his elder brother was about to take action.
Even though he was extremely reluctant, Gu Jingchu still pursed his lips and walked towards the ancestral hall.
Just because,
No one in the Gu family dared to disobey Gu Huailing's words.
The next morning.
As soon as Chen Yuan opened the door, she saw the Prime Minister, who was of extraordinary appearance and noble character, appear in her small courtyard.
He was wearing the shirt that he had given him, embroidered with a pattern of intertwined branches.
"Prime Minister, why are you here so early?" Shen Yuan walked over slowly.
Gu Huailing looked at Chen Yuan, a rare warmth on his cold and solemn face.
"It's not early. If it's any later, I won't be able to have breakfast with you."
Shen Yuan was suddenly stunned.
Under the Prime Minister's beauty, I could hear my own heartbeat.
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