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

Chapter 49 It’s easy to ask God but hard to send him away

Gu Jinghui really felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

In the past, after hearing this, he would immediately go and check on the two children and put everything else aside.

Now, he felt that the sweet words uttered by Bai Que were weaving into a big net, which would entangle him tightly if he was not careful.

Bai Que lowered his eyes, slightly bent his tall and thin neck, waiting for the Marquis to ask questions.

In desperation, she used her trump card.

Whenever this killer move is used, it will be effective immediately.

The Marquis will ask about the twins immediately.

If she didn't report Madam Zhao's pretending to be sick, the matter would naturally come to nothing.

"Bai Que, go back first and pick up a bag of the new Longjing tea to take away."

Old Madam Gu, who was watching coldly from the side, spoke.

Her heart was chilled, and she was afraid that she could not keep this maid any longer.

Rong Madam lectured Madam Gu on her behalf, saying, "Madam Zhao is a guest, and the old lady sent you to take care of her. If anything happens to the guest, it will be your dereliction of duty. Both you and your father are still in the Marquis' Mansion."

Bai Que stood up to thank him and replied, "I will definitely remember this and will never forget it."

Aunt Rong waited for a while and saw that she kept glancing at Gu Jinghui from time to time. It was obvious that she was still expecting the Marquis to go to Fengxuan Pavilion.

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

Aunt Rong said no more and said, "Come with me."

Bai Que had to follow Rong Mama to choose tea.

Madam Gu snorted coldly and said, "So this is how they control you."

Gu Jinghui's face flushed red and he was speechless.

He is not stupid. If he still can't see it at this point, wouldn't he have lived in vain?
However, Madam Gu did not intend to let him go, and said, "It is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. How difficult will it be for you to ask Madam Zhao to leave now?"

Gu Jinghui whispered, “Please think of a solution for your son.”

It may be a little embarrassing to call you mother, but it will become easier after you call her more often.

He had no idea that he was also acting like a spoiled child to his mother, just like he was to his little lady.

outhouse.

Bai Que followed Madam Rong to choose tea leaves. He picked up this bag and put down that bag, walking slowly and not wanting to leave.

She pricked up her ears to listen to what was being said inside.

Rong Mama frowned and said loudly, "Don't say these things when you go back, lest Madam Zhao feel even more guilty. The doctor will be here soon. If you do this again, the old lady will never let you serve her again."

Bai Que responded with a smile, but he kept glancing towards the inner room out of the corner of his eye.

"Have you chosen yet?"

Aunt Rong knocked on the table impatiently.

"Choose, choose."

"Then go. I have something else to do right now, so I won't keep you here. You should know what to say and what not to say around Madam Zhao."

Bai Que agreed, and hesitated for a while, until he saw that he could not wait for the marquis any longer, so he left.

Rong Mama spat quietly, "What a careless slut."

Bai Que left the upper room and hurried to Fengxuan Pavilion. He ignored the others and rushed straight into the inner room. He said to Madam Zhao, who was lying sick on the bed, "The old lady knows that you are sick. She said she would ask a doctor to come and see you. She gave me a good scolding for this. She said that if you do this again, I will not be allowed to serve you."

Lady Zhao had a pale face, her hair scattered on her shoulders, and she asked in a naive tone, "Is the Marquis coming?" Bai Que shook his head, "I don't know."

Seeing the expectation in Lady Zhao's eyes dim, he added, "I mentioned you and the young master in front of the Marquis just now, and it seems that the Marquis seems to be upset."

Madam Zhao grabbed her hand and said happily, "The Marquis loves them the most, I'm afraid they will come soon."

Bai Que sighed and said, "I'm afraid the doctor will cure your illness with just one dose of medicine. Your Majesty won't think that..."

It is not easy to make Madam Zhao's illness so sympathetic.

In the past, I was not sure whether the Marquis would come.

just now……

Madam Zhao seemed to have thought of something and said firmly, "The Marquis would not think so."

Bai Que's lips curled up slightly into an arc that seemed like a smile, and he changed the subject, saying, "The old lady is still worried about you, saying that I didn't take good care of you, and she asked me to pick out a bag of new tea, saying that it was newly acquired by the Marquis. I chose West Lake Longjing, Madam Zhao, please try it and see if you like it."

Madam Zhao said happily, "The old lady and the marquis are still thinking about me."

There was not a word to comfort Bai Que.

Bai Que didn't care. He took out the tea leaves to show her, said a few words, and then went out to do his work.

Madam Zhao lay on the bed for a while, then slowly got up, wet her undershirt with cold water from the copper basin on the rack, and snuggled into the quilt.

Go up to the room.

Madam Gu was still scolding her son: "She is still a guest now, and she is so difficult to deal with. If she becomes your concubine, and she has two children you value, and her previous husband has been kind to you, how can you let Yuan'er discipline her? And it's just an empty title? She hasn't even finished the mourning period yet, and you ignore her. How can she take the wife seriously in the future? Which mistress would like to have such a concubine standing in the backyard?"

Gu Jinghui's face became increasingly hot.

Madam Gu said, "You should also stay away from those two children. In the future, help Cheng Ge'er find a good future and help Yu Jie'er find a good husband. Take care of them and make sure they grow up safely and smoothly. They will not have to worry about food and clothing. With the status of Dingbei Marquis' adopted son and daughter, you will be worthy of their father."

Madam Gu was also the daughter of a military hero who was raised in a family. She witnessed with her own eyes how the old marquis went through the bloody storm.

Counting three generations back from their noble families, which one of them had not fought on the battlefield with his masters and made great contributions?

Gu Jinghui hesitated.

"My son watched them grow up..."

This is what I can't bear to part with.

Madam Gu sighed and said, "Think about yourself. How old were you when you started practicing martial arts? You were so small at that time, not even as tall as the table legs, but your brother would wake you up at the crowing of the cock to do horse stance with you. I was reluctant to let you go and shed two big bowls of tears. What did you say to me at that time? You said that a good man should have ambitions and should not be greedy for a warm bed."

Gu Jinghui lowered his head.

The children of the Gu family began to learn martial arts at the age of four or five, and went to study in the outer dormitory of the Imperial College's primary school at the age of six, one year earlier than the children who studied literature and took the imperial examinations.

Calculating his age, Cheng Ge'er has reached the age to enter the Imperial Academy.

"Do you and your father have time to bond?"

Gu Jinghui could only be close to his father on weekends. Later, his father went to Saibei, and the father and son did not see each other for several years.

"Girls and boys don't sit together at the same table when they are seven years old. Let alone a foster father, even a biological father should stay away from him."

After hearing these words, Gu Jinghui was speechless.

Madam Gu continued, "Madam Zhao first used the bodies of these two children as a raft, and now she doesn't even care about her own life. She has set her sights on you. Can these two children grow up without illness or pain?"

"I won't tell you to let Cheng Ge'er practice martial arts. Our Gu family has suffered too much. My grandson can practice martial arts to strengthen his body in the future, but fame and fortune must come from the imperial examination. Whether Cheng Ge'er wants to follow his father's path is up to them to decide. No matter what they choose, the Gu family will try their best to help him."

After hearing these words, Gu Jinghui felt uneasy and felt particularly painful where he had been hit by his mother.

Madam Gu also asked him: "Can you please say something?"

　Thanks to the paddling king Xiao L for the reward, monthly ticket, (づ￣ 3￣)づ, (′‵)Ｉ L
　　
　
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