This young master Chi was indeed arrogant because he was favored in the past, but he was not so wicked as to be so heinous.
Hmph, it seems someone is deliberately spreading rumors to incite infighting within the household. Their intentions are despicable!
After careful consideration, Brother Qiu turned and walked towards Wangyue Pavilion.
After a burst of output…
"I understand. Go to Junzhu to collect your reward."
Brother Qiu laughed and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency. There's no need for a reward. I was just doing my duty. I hope the manor can return to peace."
Upon hearing this, Gu Nanshu looked directly at the man in front of her. He was of above-average appearance, and his words, despite his aloof and slightly roguish demeanor, did not match his looks.
"Chou Ge, how long have you been in the manor?"
“My lord, it’s been almost three years.”
Gu Nanshu smiled gently. "Very good, you may leave."
"Yes." Qiu Ge smiled, cupped his hands, and withdrew.
Junzhu stepped forward. "Side Lord, what's wrong?"
Doesn't he look like someone?
Junzhu asked, puzzled, "Who does he look like?"
"Young Master Chi."
Junzhu choked up, "Huh? How are they similar?" They both have two eyes and one nose?
Gu Nanshu smiled. "Don't you think there's a hint of arrogance in his eyes? I hadn't noticed it before, but looking closely today, he does resemble Young Master Chi somewhat."
Junzhu chuckled awkwardly. In terms of appearance, the two looked completely different. Qiu Ge was indeed good-looking, but he couldn't compare to Young Master Chi. If you had to point to that hint of arrogance, in his opinion…
"If that's how you put it, then Chou Ge and Yao are quite similar, aren't they?"
Ding! Jin Yan's face flashed in my mind. It seemed that all three of them were arrogant.
"My lord, what do you want to do?"
Gu Nanshu concealed his thoughts, "It's nothing. Qiu Ge has a good character. He can be transferred to my courtyard to work another day. Inform the other courtyards that the Lord and I do not want to hear any more rumors."
"yes."
Junzhu went in and out of each courtyard. Half a month later, the servants temporarily kept quiet, and no one dared to openly discuss it in public.
The lights in Hemian Garden had just been turned off.
A small figure clung to the outside of the window, its ear pressed tightly against the window paper.
Moonlight streamed in, casting shadows inside. Wen Yanche and Leng Qingning smiled as they looked at the magnified dark shadow by the window.
Summer nights are inherently hot, and with someone eavesdropping, Leng Qingning had no choice but to slowly curl her exposed legs into the blankets.
"Brother Che, Xiaoyu has been in the manor for over a year. It's not a good idea for him to stay here all the time. Let's prepare to send him to the Imperial Academy in a couple of days. Besides poetry and books, he needs to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and practically. How can he keep dealing with poison all the time?"
Wen Yanche affectionately pinched her nose and hugged her tighter, his voice tinged with laughter, "Very good. Xiaoyu is almost of marriageable age. It's time for him to go out and make friends and expand his social circle. In my opinion, how about we get him a permanent student ID card so he can come back every six months? What do you think, Ning'er?"
"Excellent. By the time we meet again, he'll be an adult, and we can then find him a suitable match."
The couple worked together, preparing to "send Sangyu away."
Sure enough, the figure disappeared after a short while.
Wen Yanche withdrew his gaze, his handsome nose lightly brushing against the other's earlobe, his shallow breath falling down: "Ning'er, are you really going to send him away?"
"Brother Che, stop it, it tickles." Leng Qingning turned her back to him. "Sending him to school is for his own good. He's never seen a stranger and has always stayed in one corner of the world. I'm afraid he'll..."
Wen Yanche wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, closed his eyes, and said, "Then let him come back once a month."
"good."
These days, whenever Sang Yu sees Leng Qingning, he unconsciously reveals expressions of either joy or shyness, and as her older brother, Wen Yanche, how could he not understand?
He felt a pang of sadness; the boy would eventually have to grow up.
Although they were not blood brothers, he always treated Sang Yu like a younger brother, providing him with the best of everything.
Initially, it was at the request of her lover, but later, in the process of getting along, she gradually regarded him as her own younger brother. She poured more effort into Sang Yu, taught him with care and treated him very well. It was no longer just a sense of responsibility, but more of a genuine love.
But this little guy actually set his sights on his wife!
Wen Yanche felt both helpless and amused. He couldn't bear to blame his adopted younger brother. At the same time, he sincerely hoped that Sang Yu would find a good partner.
In his eyes, there was no woman more suitable than Leng Qingning.
That's fine, Wen Yanche quickly accepted.
but--
Is it too much to give a naughty child a small punishment?
“Ning’er, how about letting him come back once every six months? He used to stay at home and now he’s always cooped up in the mansion. It’s time for him to step out of the house and go out into the mortal world to see the world for himself.”
Leng Qingning didn't find anything wrong with these words, so she readily agreed, "Alright, alright, my husband can decide. Since he's your younger brother, it's naturally up to you."
"Hmm." Wen Yanche curled his lips, a hint of smugness showing on his handsome face in the darkness.
"Xiaoyu, a year from now, your brother will arrange it for you. With red silk curtains and a joyous wedding, we'll welcome you back into our home."
………
As the red maple leaves fell, a group of men and women chatted and laughed, their good looks and beauty drawing envy from onlookers.
The scenery before my eyes is breathtaking, and the rich autumn colors bring me joy.
The three pregnant men walked in front, followed by a group of guards and servants.
Leng Qingning and Lin Xianzhe lagged behind. "Ache, Nanshu, Shiyi, you two slow down."
“My lady, this place is quiet and beautiful. I really like it here,” Gu Nanshu said, turning to her.
"I like it very much too." Along the way, Meng Xu broke off many maple branches, saying he would take them back to graft, as maple trees are not common in the secluded world.
Leng Qingning took Lin Xianzhe's hand and walked quickly to the side of the three of them. She then took Wen Yanche's hand with her other hand and asked, "Ache, do you like it here?"
Wen Yanche winked at her intently, "Very beautiful."
I don't know if it refers to the scenery or the people.
Leng Qingning suggested, "Ache, how about we name our child Xiaofeng?"
"Xiao Feng? It's a good name, but Xiao Feng is a girl's name. How does Ning'er know it must be a girl?"
Leng Qingning smiled sweetly and said, "If this one isn't right, then let's move on to the next one. I want to have more children with A-Che."
The husbands all lowered their heads and chuckled upon hearing this.
Walking at the very back, Amu looked at his master with concern, but he didn't see any anger or irritability on his face. His eyes were filled with envy and disappointment.
Amu turned his head to look ahead, continuing to follow the crowd, a layer of mist rising in his eyes.
The former ruler would never have been so humble. Just because His Highness said, "I would like to accompany my husbands out for a walk, would you like to come along?" he ignored the shunning from others and followed along. Even though His Highness's attitude was lukewarm throughout, the ruler did not show any displeasure.
"My lady, the children of my lord and my concubine already have nicknames. Please give our child one as well."
Leng Qingning smiled and walked closer to Lu Shiyi, taking his arm. "Okay."
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