Chapter 238: Don't argue with idiots

"Achao, do you really have to talk to me like this?" Gu Huai lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes like crow feathers cast a faint shadow under his eyelids.

Lu Mingchao supported the forehead.

No, Gu Huai is sick!

She talks about principles and he talks about feelings?

I truly understand the pain of playing the lute to a cow.

Lu Mingchao simply closed his eyes, thinking that out of sight, out of mind.

Gu Huai subconsciously reached out to touch the teacup on the small table, but his hand trembled and he accidentally knocked it over, and the tea spilled all over his clothes.

He couldn't explain why he was so flustered.

Did I do something wrong?

His mother told him since he was a child that there was a natural barrier between the wealthy families and the common people, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as being like fish on a chopping board.

Is the life of an ant also a life?

The more he thought about it, the more panicked Gu Huai became.

When I am panicked, I can't help but want to talk.

Gu Huai reached out and tugged at Lu Mingchao's sleeve.

"What are you doing!" Lu Mingchao was pregnant and felt extremely sleepy.

Gu Huai: His Ah Chao is as fierce as the housekeeper beside his mother.

"A Chao, if I can make you happy, when I return to the capital, I will have my followers secretly send some silver to the people of Changxi Village."

"It won't kill you, really."

"I know my limits."

Lu Mingchao was too lazy to even lift his eyelids.

No matter how much you say, Gu Huai never knows he is wrong.

Even if the buds of self-reflection emerge in my heart, I will repeatedly strangle them with my inherent cognition until I convince myself again and again that I have a clear conscience.

There was a sound of "pop".

Lu Mingchao shook off Gu Huai's hand, turned his head to the other direction, stroked his abdomen lightly, and his consciousness slowly sank.

Before long, even breathing sounds could be heard in the carriage.

Gu Huai raised his eyes and looked at him. Under the light of the lantern, Ah Chao seemed to have had a sweet dream. His eyebrows were curved, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his cheeks were like white jade, revealing a clear and radiant glow.

The Achao at this moment is the same Achao in his memory.

Gu Huai looked a little confused.

If you think about it carefully, the relationship between him and Achao was not one-sided from the beginning.

He is five years older than Ah Chao.

The first time I met Achao was at Achao’s full-month party.

Achao is very fair, with a tender and chubby little face. His big eyes are like grapes in late autumn, or like the treasured gems on the antique shelf in his father's study. He never cries or makes a fuss.

If you poke Achao's face, he will smile and blow bubbles.

In fact, he couldn't remember many details.

But my grandfather said that he liked Ah Chao very much when he was young.

The first time Ah Chao saw the Lantern Festival lanterns was when he was seven years old.

He is twelve years old.

Madam Hou was very strict in disciplining Achao, and Achao seldom had the opportunity to go out.

Before this, Achao had never personally experienced the magnificent sight of thousands of trees blooming with flowers on an east wind night, nor had he experienced the hustle and bustle and prosperity of the wind blowing the stars and the rain.

As if tireless, he walked along the long street from beginning to end.

I won two lamps by guessing the riddle.

A kinki lantern and a rabbit lantern.

A Chao gave him a kinki lantern, and he hung it in his bedroom.

How could he not get close to Ah Chao, who is as soft and adorable as a dough ball?

Since when did it change?

Was it the son of a noble family who teased him that Achao was the little wife he had raised since childhood?

Was it because he accidentally heard the wife of Marquis Yongning instructing Achao to curry favor with him and hold on to him?

Or did Achao save his grandfather, and the Yongning Marquis and his wife asked for a marriage contract as a reward for their kindness?

Or is Achao becoming more and more like the wife of Marquis Yongning, with cautious flattery mixed with calculations of interests?

Or maybe...

There are too many moments of alienation from Ah Chao.

If you really think about it carefully, you still can't figure it out.

But he never thought about breaking off the engagement.

He watched Ah Chao grow up, listened to the jokes from others for many years, and knew that the only way for Ah Chao to live was to marry him.

He always thought that he would marry Achao when she became more decent and dignified, more virtuous and gentle.

Who would have known that the real and fake daughter would cause such a commotion.

At that time, he thought that the Yongning Marquis's family was wealthy and could afford to support him, and Achao loved him deeply, so he was reluctant to leave.

The next news I heard about Achao was that after he woke up after hitting his head against the wall, he resolutely said goodbye to the wife of Marquis Yongning without leaving her a single word.

Gu Huai looked at the plum petal mark on Lu Mingchao's forehead and his eyes darkened.

Did you get a scar from hitting the wall, so you tattooed the petals to cover it up?

If he had not chosen to stand by and watch out of shame, would the result have been different?

Gu Huai raised his hand and wanted to touch Lu Mingchao's forehead.

Lu Mingchao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and cold, and a strong sense of vigilance overflowed from them.

"Advise the prince to follow the ways of a gentleman and not act like a villain."

Gu Huai withdrew his hand awkwardly, feeling even more frustrated.

He frowned and chuckled, "With Ah Chao's intelligence, don't you know why I brought you back to Beijing?"

"Mistress?" Lu Mingchao pinched his eyebrows sleepily and said lazily.

"Or a concubine?"

"Tell me, if Lu Mingchao, who loves you, were still alive, he would feel so sad, ridiculous and pitiful after hearing these words."

"Fortunately, things have turned around."

The smile on Gu Huai's lips froze. "Ah Chao, you are in my heart, and your status is nothing more than a thing outside of my body."

Lu Mingchao was almost laughing at Gu Huai's shamelessness.

"If status was not important, why did your mother travel thousands of miles to get married secretly, and why did she accompany your father back to the capital with great fanfare and take the position of your father's fiancée?"

"Your father has privately bought a beautiful house outside and has raised your mother without any name or share."

"Anyway, the two of them love each other, and your father's heart is with your mother."

"Lu Mingchao!" Gu Huai slammed the table so hard that it shook, and glared at Lu Mingchao. "You've been hanging out with these vulgar peasants for so long that you don't even know how to respect your elders?"

Lu Mingchao: He scolded two people with just one sentence. Otherwise, Gu Huai would be considered cultured.

Lu Mingchao frowned in confusion, "Isn't this what you thought?"

Gu Huai said coldly, "My mother is the legitimate daughter of Wu Xing Shen's family. She was born to be the mistress of a wealthy family."

"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Mingchao said perfunctorily.

"What is your mother's status? What level am I? Am I worthy enough to compete with her?"

"Not worthy."

"In the mind of Prince Gu, your mother was born to be the head of a wealthy family. As for me, I am of humble status, so I should be grateful for anyone's kindness."

"So, is Prince Gu satisfied? Can you shut up now?"

Lu Mingchao rolled his eyes at Gu Huai and said, "Stop talking nonsense and do your best."

Gu Huai was very angry.

On the one hand, she was angry at Lu Mingchao's offense to her mother, and on the other hand, she was angry at herself for not controlling her temper.

"A Chao, I'm not..."

Lu Mingchao raised his hand and said, "Let me be frank. Even if you offer me a betrothal gift of several dozen pounds to marry me, I will not marry you."

"If you can shut up, shut up. If you can't, get off the carriage."

The original owner had been trying to please Gu Huai for so many years, and Gu Huai was very frugal with words, but now he suddenly became talkative.

ridiculous.

Gu Huai felt suffocated and uncomfortable, and his breathing became rapid.

However, Lu Mingchao had already covered his ears and closed his eyes.

Don't argue with idiots.

Gu Huai: He’s so angry!

Lu Mingchao: I don’t know how the fire in Changxi Village went.

He knows everything.