My younger sister insisted on marrying me and made me the Marquis' wife.

Chapter 44: Lady Zhao's Self-Torture Scheme

Gu Shiliu didn't have time to talk to Hongye in detail and hurried into the side room.

As soon as he entered the room, Gu Jinghui asked with a dark face, "What have you been busy with these past two days?"

Gu Shiliu had served him for a long time and knew that this was just a preface and there was no need to answer.

Sure enough, Gu Jinghui continued, “How is the matter I asked you to investigate a few days ago going?”

Gu Shiliu felt a little aggrieved.

He was alone, and he had to serve the Marquis, protect the Marquis's wife, investigate rumors, and be ordered to do other things from time to time.

I'm simply too busy to handle everything.

He mentioned several times that he wanted to call Seventeen to serve him, but the Marquis refused.

He is not the Monkey King Sun Wukong.

"I have checked some, but I am too busy to handle it. There are too many people in the mansion saying these things."

It was said that there were too many. In fact, Gu Shiliu felt that except for the people brought by the Marquis's wife, everyone else was talking about it.

It's really troublesome to check them one by one.

But he had already done some general research and had a vague idea of ​​the source.

"Then tell me, what did you check?"

At this moment, Gu Jinghui seemed to be interrogating scouts about the enemy's military situation in the central military tent, with a frosty look on his sharp brows.

"Little one, little one roughly knows that these things are being spread by people over there."

But if it is any thinner, it will be gone.

"Well, let's hear it."

Gu Jinghui responded casually.

"There are people from the Sixth Madam's side, the Seventh Miss, and..."

When he said that, Gu Jinghui's face became a little colder.

"besides?"

There are only these masters in the Dingbei Marquis Mansion, who else?
It can't be his mother.

Gu Shiliu glanced at Gu Jinghui and said, "And Madam Zhao."

"what?"

Gu Jinghui waved his hand in shock, and the jade pillow was pushed to the edge of the couch, and then fell to the ground along the smooth bamboo mat, making a crisp sound.

Gu Shiliu felt a little pain in his heart.

But Gu Jinghui didn't care about that at all.

"You mean Madam Zhao said outside about me... and me?"

These people actually don’t all say the same thing.

The Sixth Lady's people have always said that the Marquis loves Madam Zhao and the two children very much, and that they want them to have the best of everything and eat the best of food, and not to suffer any grievances. They are the people the Marquis holds in his heart and are his future masters, so everyone in the mansion should be more careful and be more cautious.

The Seventh Miss often mentioned the importance of Madam Zhao and the two children in the Marquis' heart when she was at gatherings outside, using it as a topic of conversation.

As for Madam Zhao.

She observed mourning and lived in the mansion. Apart from showing off her status as the mother of the marquis' children, she also interacted with the wives and children of the marquis' subordinates.

She always said that the Marquis was the father of the children, and that she was a woman and could only depend on the Marquis's mansion. Fortunately, the Marquis had deep feelings for them, so she had someone to rely on for the rest of her life.

Taking all these things into consideration, everyone in the mansion felt that Madam Zhao would enter the mansion and become the Marquis' concubine as soon as her mourning period was over.

Everyone in the mansion thinks so, let alone outsiders.

It was rumored that Madam Zhao was the woman the Marquis brought back from the battlefield. She was deeply favored by the Marquis and had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Perhaps she would inherit the Marquis's mansion in the future.

"Absurd, ridiculous."

Gu Jinghui twisted his dark eyebrows in disgust.

"you say……"

Gu Shiliu pricked up his ears to listen.

Gu Jinghui swallowed it back again.

What's the point of saying this now?
After a while, Gu Jinghui sighed and said, "No wonder Madam said those words."

What respectability, what arrangements for Zhao Niangzi and her son. What no intention to leave.

Gu Shiliu endured it again and again and said: "I heard that..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Jinghui asked, "What did you hear?"

"I heard that Madam Zhao is ill, and she doesn't allow anyone to see a doctor. I'm afraid..."

Gu Shiliu seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

Gu Jinghui frowned, his face was cold, and his eyes were full of anger.

It was obvious that he was very angry.

"What on earth is she trying to do?"

Gu Shiliu asked, "My Lord, can't you see that this is Madam Zhao's self-torture trick?"

He is an unmarried man, but he has to help the Marquis think about these things.

Lord Gu was stunned.

Gu Shiliu: “…”

The master really didn't notice.

Gu Shiliu had no choice but to speak out, "My Lord, Madam Zhao had such thoughts that caused you to be punished by the old lady. Madam Zhao can't find any other way to come to you again. If she wants to commit suicide, you can naturally ignore it, but can you watch her slowly get sick like this? Sooner or later, the two young masters will come to you for help. What will you do then?"

Gu Jinghui stood up irritably and paced back and forth like a headless fly.

After a long while, he said, "I will return to the camp tomorrow. Send someone to tell Cheng Ge'er and Yu Jie'er that I have gone to the camp. They are old enough to enter the elementary school of the Imperial Academy and can no longer stay with their mother to be raised. Let Cheng Ge'er live in the outer courtyard and find a teacher to teach him. Yu Jie'er..."

Gu Jinghui paused.

After all, Cheng Ge'er and Yu Jie'er are both Madam Zhao's children.

Although he is the adoptive father, he cannot act arbitrarily and must discuss this with Madam Zhao.

But now, he didn't want to see this woman at all.

There was a knock on the door.

Gu Jinghui finally came to his senses and asked, "Who?"

Qin Yuan said softly from outside: "Husband, it's me."

Gu Jinghui was originally angry with Qin Yuan, but now, he inexplicably felt guilty and didn't dare to see her again.

"May I come inside?"

Gu Jinghui said: "Come in."

Qin Yuan pushed the door open and saw that the two people in the room looked unhappy. She was more certain that Gu Jinghui was angry about something else and it had nothing to do with her. She smiled and said, "Husband, what do you want to eat for dinner?"

Gu Jinghui wanted to send her away quickly, so he said, “Just make the arrangements. I’m not picky about food. Send it here later. Sixteen and I have something to talk about.”

Qin Yuan left tactfully.

Gu Jinghui asked Gu Shiliu: "What should we do now?"

Gu Shiliu didn't know what to do.

Madam Zhao is determined to get sick, and no one can stop her. The Marquis can stay away from Madam Zhao, but he cannot watch her commit suicide.

I can't just stand there with two kids without a mother.

but……

There was another knock on the door, and the maid was about to come in to set the table.

Gu Jinghui asked curiously, “Didn’t Madam just say that she was going to serve the meal?”

The little maid smiled and said, "Madam has already arranged meals for the Marquis, and just came to ask if the Marquis wants to eat anything."

Gu Jinghui's face relaxed, and he watched with a complicated expression as the maid put the food on the table and left before saying, "Madam just wanted to have dinner with me."

His little wife is very clingy.

Gu Shiliu stared at the two sets of tableware in front of him in a daze. If possible, he didn't want to dine with the Marquis.

Qin Yuan had dinner leisurely with the maids. After a break, she lit the incense burner, filled in the first half of Bodhisattva Man, copied it on flowery paper, and asked Hongye and Cuiming to find the copybooks they used to practice at home and put them on the desk, intending to practice 200 big characters every day.

As for how long Lord Gu and Gu Shiliu would finish their secret discussion, she had no idea.

(End of this chapter)