Meng Sichan looked at Chang'an hesitantly, thinking to himself, if he could really make his daughter give up on Bei Mingxuan, it would be a good thing, but could Bei Mingxuan really make his daughter give up?
"Aunt Meng," Chang'an advised, "Whether it succeeds or not is not up to us. Chang'an should go tell father first and see if the Ninth Prince will go to the Gambling Pavilion. If not, what should we do?
Furthermore, the Empress Dowager summoned me to the palace today because Concubine Tong learned that my mother had passed away a long time ago and wanted to talk to me.
Concubine Tong is not feeling well now. I wonder if the Ninth Prince is still accompanying her in the palace."
"Look." Meng Sichan said to her daughter, "If God doesn't let you see him, don't worry about it anymore. No matter what you become in the future, you will never have any contact with him."
"Yes." Gu Shirou agreed.
"In that case, Aunt Meng and Sister Shirou will wait here first. Chang'an will go see my father so that he can send someone to invite them. When he has news, he will send someone to inform you. How do you think?"
"Thank you, Second Sister."
Chang An was about to leave when she caught sight of a painting she hadn't expected to see here. "Did my sister also draw this lotus?"
"No!" Meng Sichan said immediately, "It's me, not Rouer."
For some reason, Chang'an felt that Meng Sichan was the first to speak, and there was a hint of nervousness that was not very obvious.
Chang'an was surprised. "So Aunt Meng can also paint. No wonder Sister Shirou's paintings are so good. But why is there only one lotus in this painting? There aren't even any lotus leaves or stems?"
As he spoke, Chang'an was already standing in front of the painting, thinking to himself, this lotus looks exactly like the birthmark on Bei Mingxuan's finger. Could it be that the painting in his memory was also the one he saw at Aunt Meng's place in his previous life?
Changan couldn't remember clearly, "But it's really beautiful. I wonder if Aunt Meng can give it to me?"
"Uh..." Meng Sichan had never expected this. "That was a painting I gave to the Bodhisattva on his birthday. This one is just a draft from my practice. Shirou said it wasn't bad, so I left it here. If you like it, how about I draw a better one for you?"
"Okay." Chang'an felt that Meng Sichan was unwilling to give it, but maybe it was really as Meng Sichan said.
Chang An didn't care. She wasn't particularly interested in these things anyway. She just wanted to show them to Bei Mingxuan. They were the same birthmark as his. "Then Chang An will go first and go to my father's place."
After Changan came out, he went straight to Gu Qingfeng and explained everything to his father. "What do you think about this matter, Dad?"
Gu Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "Meng Tan, go to the Ninth Prince's residence and tell him what Chang'an said."
"Yes." Meng Tan agreed, "What if the Ninth Prince doesn't go?"
Gu Qingfeng didn't frown, and before he could say anything, he heard Meng Sichan's voice outside the door, "Can I come in?"
Changan went to open the door, "Aunt Meng, why are you alone?"
"Shirou doesn't know I'm here."
Chang'an was puzzled and let Meng Sichan in.
"Qingfeng, I beg you, please convince the Ninth Prince to meet Shirou." Meng Sichan said, "It's not for anything else, just to make Shirou give up, completely give up. That way, her future life will be easier."
Chang'an instantly understood that as a mother, Meng Sichan's doing this was the only way to help her daughter.
"Since I can't fulfill her wish, the only thing I can do is to stop her from thinking about it. The person who tied the bell must untie it. The only one who can make Shirou give up is Bei Mingxuan."
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, Qingfeng will try his best." After saying that, Gu Qingfeng asked Meng Tan to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for him, and write a letter personally.
"In that case, I will go back first. Shirou doesn't know that I am here."
After Meng Sichan left, Meng Tan took the letter to the Ninth Prince's residence.
When he came back, half an incense stick of time had passed. "Master, after reading the contents of the letter, the Ninth Prince agreed without the slightest hesitation."
"Even so, Chang'an, go to Shirou again and tell her that we can come anytime."
"Then let Dad go too." Chang'an suggested, "I think Aunt Meng must be worried about letting Shirou go alone."
"Of course." Gu Qingfeng glanced at Chang'an, "Shirou is alone? You can't handle it in two places!"
"..." Changan smiled embarrassedly, "Dad really understands his daughter."
Since he is going to appear in the Gambling Pavilion as Nangong Lekang tonight, Gu Changan certainly cannot go there.
Gu Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, "Can your father help you?"
"My daughter, let her handle it herself." After saying that, Chang'an went to ask Shirou for help.
When he reappeared, it was Meng Sichan and Gu Shirou, mother and daughter, "Shirou, where is Chang'an?"
"Uncle, on the way here just now, my second sister stepped on the ice and sprained her ankle.
My mother arranged for someone to take my second sister back to her own courtyard and called a doctor. Shirou's face was filled with apology. "Today is Shirou's day. If..."
"Don't say that." Gu Qingfeng said, "Changan was careless on his own, it has nothing to do with you, there's no need to blame yourself.
There is one more thing. I can't let go of Shirong in my heart. After all, he is the only male in our Gu family. I was thinking about going to the Gambling Pavilion to take a look. Maybe I can meet the person that Shirong mentioned today.
I've also heard Chang'an mention that Shirou wants to go to the Gambling Pavilion. I'd like to take Shirou with me as a girl. I wonder if my sister-in-law agrees?"
"Do you really want to go?" The old general's voice seemed particularly abrupt here.
Behind him followed Gu Shirong.
Gu Qingfeng frowned, his face slightly displeased, and his voice sounded stern, "Meng Tan, didn't I tell you not to tell Shirong about this?"
Meng Tan knelt down immediately in fear, "Master, I didn't do that. I only told Madam Meng and Miss Shirou."
"Uncle." Gu Shirong whispered, "Actually, he didn't tell me. I heard it by chance, so I thought, you really know the person named Nangong Lekang,
So, I invited my grandfather to come to my uncle's place, but I don't know why my uncle kept it a secret from my grandfather and Shirong.
Could it be that Uncle has some connection with a man named Nangong Lekang that none of us know about?"
Gu Shirong spoke in a low voice and timidly, but there was a hint of suspicion in his words.
Gu Qingfeng's face was already showing anger, "Since Shirong thinks so, then I, as your uncle, will not interfere.
As for whether I know Nangong Lekang, you don't need to know."
At this point, Gu Qingfeng's anger was no longer concealed. "Meng Tan, get the guests out! Let's go back to the house."
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