Upon hearing this, Chen Jinheng's eyes darkened further, and he said with concern,
"Since Madam is too busy, you will not need to take care of An'er and Ping'er for the time being."
But who in this household is best suited to take care of them?
Gu Qianlu raised an eyebrow, a slight, beautiful smile curving her lips, and softly suggested,
"Luo'er has heard that Aunt Xu and Aunt Zhu are both living a leisurely life."
Why don't you, my husband, entrust the two children to their care? I'm sure they would be very willing.
Firstly, it allows them to learn childcare skills in advance; secondly, it helps them relieve boredom.
Upon hearing this, Chen Jinheng's eyes revealed satisfaction, and he softly replied with a smile.
"Bamboo Shadow, in that case, you should inform the First Madam according to her wishes."
After giving his instructions, Chen Jinheng was about to take Gu Qianluo's hand and return to the room to rest when Zhu Ying behind him suddenly knelt down with a "bang".
"Second Young Master, please take some time to visit Miss Lin! After all, she is your master's daughter!"
As the saying goes, "A teacher for life is a father for eternity." If Miss Lin's father were alive, he would surely blame you.
Moreover, Jing'an Temple is located at the foot of Jingyou Mountain; the young master can return quickly after a short trip.
Upon hearing this, Gu Qianluo couldn't help but admire Lin Ruoyan's clever scheme.
To demonstrate the magnanimity and tolerance of the matriarch, Gu Qianluo turned to Chen Jinheng beside her and gently reminded him.
"In that case, my husband, you should go and take a look."
Miss Lin has such a deep bond with her husband, and she is also the mother of Ange'er and Sister Ping.
If you ignore this, you might be seen as ungrateful and disrespectful to your teacher.
Hearing Gu Qianluo say these words in a nonchalant manner, Chen Jinheng couldn't help but feel a little displeased.
He had heard that some mistresses wished their husbands would stay away from other women in the inner quarters.
Gu Qianluo, on the other hand, painstakingly advised him to go see Lin Ruoyan.
Isn't she afraid that he'll stay at her place tonight?
With such an open-minded attitude, he could no longer tell whether she was truly magnanimous or simply didn't care about him at all.
Or perhaps she's still thinking about the second prince, with whom she grew up?
He was inwardly frustrated, but outwardly he went along with her wishes and deliberately agreed.
"Fortunately, my wife is kind and generous, which has relieved my worries. I will go and see Ruoyan later."
She's been afraid of the dark and strangers since she was little. If I weren't with her tonight, she would definitely have nightmares.
"My lady, it's getting late. You should rest now. I'll come to fetch you tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qianluo's eyes narrowed slightly, a chill running through her heart, but she remained calm on the surface.
"Alright, husband, take care on your journey. Please give my regards to Miss Lin."
"Okay! Zhuying, you stay here to protect Madam's safety."
If anything were to happen to my wife, I would hold you solely responsible.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ying immediately knelt down and firmly promised,
"Rest assured, Master, as long as Zhuying is here, no one will dare to harm Madam in the slightest!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Jinheng gave her a deep look, strode forward, quickly pulled her into his arms, and warned her in a deep voice in her ear,
"When I'm not around, you're not allowed to think about other men!"
Gu Qianlu was startled, but before she could retort, the man's figure suddenly disappeared into the night.
Gu Qianlu couldn't even see which direction he flew away, and silently sighed.
Seeing this, Zhu Ying bowed and reminded her, "Madam, it's late and the dew is heavy. You should go back to your room and rest!"
"good"
Jing'an Temple
Lin Ruoyan stayed temporarily in the left wing room, with two guards from the Marquis's residence standing guard at the door.
Seeing Chen Jinheng approaching from the darkness in the distance, the guard on the left muttered to himself.
"I knew Miss Lin was favored, didn't I? I heard that the Second Young Master even left his Second Madam behind today to keep this appointment."
The guard on the right shook his head helplessly and said with a look of admiration,
"Everyone says that men are fickle and easily bored, but I think our second young master is quite sentimental."
A moment later, the guards' murmur reached my ears.
Upon hearing this, his eyes darkened abruptly, and he strode forward, demanding an explanation.
"What? Is my love affair quite interesting?"
The guard was startled and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, "General, spare my life! General, spare my life! I know I was wrong! Please punish me, General!"
"Report to the military camp tomorrow! If you haven't arrived by Chenshi (7-9 AM) by tomorrow, you're out of the Marquis's residence!"
The two guards kowtowed in fear and gratitude, saying that sparing them from being flogged was already a great mercy.
It's currently peak season for fulfilling vows, and the temple's side rooms are also occupied by other pilgrims who couldn't make it home before dark.
Chen Jinheng looked around and saw that almost every guest room had its lights on.
His gaze darkened, and he coldly asked the two kneeling figures on the ground,
"Which room is Lin Ruoyan in?"
Before the two could answer, the figure of an old monk appeared before them.
"Amitabha, Benefactor Chen, you've finally arrived! Miss Lin is resting quietly in the inner room. This way, please!"
Chen Jinheng recognized the old monk and followed him into the inner corridor, chatting as they walked.
“Old monk, Miss Lin has been kind to me. She is frail and has difficulty walking.”
I'll need to rest in a private room for the next few days. Tomorrow, I'll send a servant with some money for your meals and lodging.
"It's nothing, just a small tip. It's fate that we met. Miss Lin is kind-hearted, and I believe she will recover soon."
"Thank you for your kind words!"
“Benefactor Chen, as the saying goes, a mental illness requires a mental cure, and the one who tied the knot must untie it!”
This old monk can see that Miss Lin's illness is in her heart.
Upon hearing this, Chen Jinheng frowned and sighed helplessly.
"How could I not know? Now she's too obsessed, while I've long since let go."
"Amitabha!"
Suddenly, the two arrived at a side room where osmanthus flowers were in full bloom.
The old monk slightly raised his hand, pushed open a door for him, and said in a deep voice, "..."
"Hesitation will only lead to trouble! Benefactor Chen, please think it over!"
Chen Jinheng took a deep look at the old monk's departing figure, and understood what was going on in his heart.
There were some things he needed to tell her honestly.
Following the candlelight, I walked into the house, and a familiar fragrance wafted into my nostrils.
When Chen Jinheng looked up, he saw Lin Ruoyan lying on the chaise lounge with her eyes closed, resting.
She was only lightly covered by a transparent silk undergarment, and her fair and slender arms were naturally draped over her body.
Her dark hair lay disheveled on her fair shoulders, her striking features captivating.
Seeing this, Chen Jinheng stopped in his tracks and slowly retreated to the mahogany couch behind the screen.
Lin Ruoyan was weak and a light sleeper, so even though Chen Jinheng deliberately kept his footsteps quiet, she could still sense it.
"Is that Jinheng?" A soft, pleasant voice came from inside. Chen Jinheng frowned and finally responded with a "Yes" after a long while.
Hearing the voice she had longed for, Lin Ruoyan opened her phoenix eyes slightly, sat up straight abruptly, lifted her thin cloak, and ran outside the screen.
Hearing the commotion behind the screen, Chen Jinheng's eyes darkened, and he was about to turn around and leave.
Suddenly, a sweet, cloying female voice came from behind, and her waist was encircled. "Jinheng, I knew it, you can't let me go."
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