"Nonsense!" Qin Shumin shouted angrily.
General Gu's gaze shifted to Chang'an and he angrily ordered, "You speak!"
Changan wiped away her tears, sighed, and said, "Changan invited my cousin to come over and admire the painting that the Fourth Prince painted for Changan.
After my cousin came, she said that the Fourth Prince really put his heart into it, and if Chang'an could make a bowl of porridge that the Fourth Prince liked by himself, the Fourth Prince would definitely be happy.
Then Changan will go make porridge, and when you come back, all of you will be in Changan's room."
"Gu Changan, you lied... You deliberately framed me." Gu Shijia was furious.
Gu Changan looked innocent. "Cousin, why do you always say that Changan is framing you? Let me ask you, cousin, is your way of framing others to send the man you love to another woman's bed?"
"You——" Gu Shijia was so angry that he couldn't utter a word.
Gu Changan said to the old general with concern, "Grandpa, it's already happened. There's no point in blaming people. We should find a way to solve it! Especially the reputation of the royal family. We can't ignore it."
The old general listened to Gu Changan's words, nodded, turned to Qin Shumin and ordered sternly, "You handle this matter! You gave birth to a good daughter, you teach her a lesson!"
Chang'an helped the old general out.
Before leaving, Gu Changan and Wanxin exchanged glances, and they both understood each other tacitly.
The whole plan was thought up by Gu Changan and assigned to Wanxin to carry out. The master and servant worked together seamlessly.
In the front hall of the General's Mansion, the old general's face was slightly angry. He looked at Gu Chang'an with a puzzled look in his eyes. He looked slightly aggrieved, "Chang'an, do you really like the Fourth Prince?"
Gu Changan looked at the old general, and when he raised his eyes, a crystal tear fell, "Grandpa, so what if I like you? Changan knows what I am thinking. What's more, there is a scar on Changan's face..."
Changan said this, raising his hand to touch the veil that covered the scar on his face.
The old general understood in his heart that no matter what, this matter was definitely the fault of the general's mansion. If it was Chang'an today, it would be easy to deal with. At most, he could ask the emperor for permission to marry the fourth prince. At that time, whether the emperor agreed or not, it would not be a serious crime.
But it happened to be Gu Shijia, who had been married to the prince by the emperor.
"Grand Master!" The housekeeper hurried in, "After the Fourth Prince woke up, he was furious and pointed at Miss Shijia, saying that she was indeed the future Crown Princess and was very calculating.
And Miss Shijia... she said that she had never taken the cowardly Crown Prince seriously, and that the Fourth Prince had always loved her. If Miss Chang'an didn't have the power to leverage, why would she bother trying to please that ugly bastard? Why not..."
"What?" The old general's expression changed several times as the housekeeper spoke. He was furious. "Speak!"
"Why not take this opportunity to directly ask the Emperor for permission to cancel her engagement with the Crown Prince?"
"Evil creature!" the old general ordered, "Lock her up in the ancestral hall. She is not allowed to come without my order, and no one is allowed to visit her."
The butler left in a flash. It was really a deadly thing to hear such a thing.
"Grandpa." Gu Chang'an patted the old general on the back and comforted him, "After all, we are all family, not to mention that my cousin admitted this matter. Please take care of yourself and don't be angry anymore. After all, this is said in our own house, and the housekeeper is our own person."
"Ah!" General Gu shook his head. "Where in this world is there an impenetrable wall?"
Chang'an lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.
"Forget it, you can go back too." The old general waved his hand and let Chang'an leave.
The old general looked at Chang'an's back and thought to himself. He understood Bei Mingye's feelings for Chang'an. Chang'an's grandfather was the monarch of the Southern Kingdom, and he had no children. Chang'an was his only bloodline. The power behind Chang'an could become his strength to fight for the throne as long as he made a little use of it.
It is for this reason that the emperor is so concerned about Chang'an's marriage.
But today, if the person who set up the plan was really Bei Ming Ye... he was too anxious, but why was the person who appeared on the bed not Chang'an, but Gu Shijia?
Could it be that Gu Shijia was really plotting against the Fourth Prince? Otherwise, the Fourth Prince wouldn't have been unconscious just now.
When Chang'an returned to his courtyard, it had returned to its former tranquility.
As night fell, there was a man at the end of the corridor.
His white clothes were as white as snow, and he had a pot of wine hanging around his waist.
His fair face was casual and a little unruly, especially his narrow eyes which were a little teasing.
The light pink thin lips, with the corners of the lips slightly raised, have a playful meaning.
Gu Changan looked at the person in front of him warily.
She had never seen this person before.
The visitor glanced at Gu Changan and casually patted the pot of wine at his waist. "I brought a pot of wine specifically for your father, and to ask for his chess lessons. I didn't expect to encounter such a good show."
The moment the man finished speaking and his lips were tightly closed, there was a hint of inquiry in his smiling eyes.
Sending wine? Chess skills? Gu Changan instantly had a name in his mind - Bei Mingxuan.
"Chang'an, greetings to the Ninth Prince." She bowed slightly.
"Get up." The slightly hoarse voice was filled with laziness, as if the person had just woken up.
Gu Changan stood up straight and looked up to see Bei Mingxuan, who was drinking from the pot of wine at his waist. Although he was so casual, there was an indescribable feeling in him, which was arrogance, composure, and the aura of a natural king. It was a kind of domineering aura emanating from his bones.
However, Chang'an clearly felt that the person in front of him seemed to be deliberately hiding himself.
Bei Mingxuan took a sip of the wine, turned his hand, and the wine jug fell back into his waist.
Glancing at Gu Changan's slightly puzzled look, he said calmly, "Don't make random guesses."
Chang'an raised her eyebrows slightly, wondering if Bei Mingxuan could see through her thoughts. Especially when she thought of the "good show" the person in front of her had just mentioned, she said with a hint of displeasure, "Mutual, mutual. If there's nothing you need the Ninth Prince to be curious about, then don't be curious."
“…” It was obvious that Gu Changan’s words were beyond Bei Mingxuan’s expectations.
"Hahaha!"
He let out a hearty laugh, a little hoarse, and the sound was extremely pleasant.
Gu Changan couldn't help but glance at him again and said, "Everyone says that the Ninth Prince is indifferent to fame and fortune, content with his own little world, fond of Zen meditation, and obsessed with chess. However, he always loses at every chess game. Who would have thought that the Ninth Prince also likes to watch plays?"
"Everyone says that?" Bei Mingxuan didn't care, speaking in a casual manner without any emotion. "Everyone says that Gu Qingfeng's daughter, Gu Chang'an, is not only ugly, but also a loser who can't even learn basic moves. Who would have thought that she is proficient in the art of scheming, huh?"
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