From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Meng Liu looked at him for a moment and sighed.

Finally, she held his hand back.

If it wasn't absolutely necessary, she wouldn't treat marriage as a joke and separate after just a few days of marriage.

Princess Pingyang paused: "I don't agree. I have raised you for more than 20 years. Now you don't even want your father and mother for her?"

Meng Liu's attitude softened, and Gu Zhige breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing this question, he hurriedly explained, "I have no such intention. I just want everyone to live a more comfortable life. I will come back to visit my father and mother often, and I will also fulfill my filial duty. I hope my father and mother can understand my painstaking efforts."

Speaking of which, before this, the prince consort had never been particularly satisfied with his son.

The reason is simple: I am too soft-hearted.

From childhood to adulthood, everything was arranged for him by his mother, which in modern terms seems a bit like a mama's boy.

The prince consort always felt that his son lacked the character of a scholar, nor the courage of a man.

I didn't expect that it wasn't that my son was spineless, but that he hadn't met someone who could make him persist.

It can be seen now, so when a man meets someone he really cares about, even a man who has been weak all his life will stand up and resist.

The prince consort's idea was indeed correct.

Gu Zhige was just like many modern men, trying to smooth things over between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law. He knew everything his mother did, but for the sake of family peace, he didn't do anything on purpose.

I also have the idea that these are all trivial matters.

Things had come to a point where there was no way to resolve them peacefully. Meng Liu became stubborn again, and he had no choice but to force himself to make a choice.

On one side is the mother who raised him for many years, and on the other side is the wife whom he had loved for a long time and finally married.

If it were a woman, she would definitely choose the one with parents who raised her without any hesitation.

But Gu Zhige is a man, and the bad nature of men is that they will never give up the side that is beneficial to themselves.

If he chooses to go out with Meng Liu and start his own business, not only will he get a wife, but his parents will also compromise.

It’s because he is the only child of the princess and her husband.

Under the circumstances, they would not break off relations with him no matter what.

Although it might make his parents sad, for the sake of the overall situation, he would be reluctant to let go of either of them.

Meng Liu saw this very clearly, so she accepted it without any burden.

The prince consort tried to comfort his injured wife while coaxing his rebellious son: "This matter cannot be decided immediately. So, you are tired after returning home today. Go back to the yard to rest first, and we can talk about the rest another day."

Gu Zhige took Meng Liu back to his yard, and they were both silent all the way.

Apple waited on the two of them worriedly until they finished their dinner, then she and her maidservant retreated.

Gu Zhige hugged Meng Liu from behind: "I'm sorry, I never knew you were not interested in what I said."

Meng Liu was not angry with him and patted his hand to comfort him.

Gu Zhige buried his head in the crook of her neck, with wet liquid flowing out. He said sullenly, "I will change, believe me..."

"Let me go first." Meng Liu said. Fu Wenting's matter was still unresolved, so she had no time to flirt with him.

Gu Zhige knew what she was worried about. Even though Fu Wenting was only nine years old, he couldn't help feeling a little jealous.

Taking the handkerchief given by Meng Liu, he wiped his eyes and said, "I sent someone out to find out about Fu Wenting. He should be back soon."

His words made Meng Liu look at him with admiration. After the farce just now, she didn't even notice when he sent someone out.

In the following time, Meng Liu was extremely uneasy. If Fu Wenting was really in danger because of the princess's betrayal, she would be blamed for it.

Fortunately, the servant who came back to report quickly told the news he had found out.

Fu Wenting was not caught at all.

When they returned home, the princess did report the matter, but the person she reported it to was not someone else, but King Cheng.

In order to gain some favor from the emperor, King Cheng personally led his troops to encircle the princess's mansion. The result can be imagined.

King Cheng had never led a military guard before, and he was so flustered that he let Fu Wenting go.

Of course, when the princess reported it, she did not say that she had hidden Fu Wenting in her home, but rather that she had found traces of Prince Duan's lineage in the mansion.

She said this not for Meng Liu, but entirely for herself.

Hearing that Fu Wenting was not in danger for the time being, Meng Liu breathed a sigh of relief, but then he became worried about the fact that he had no money and didn't know how he was doing outside.

But at the moment, the entire Princess Mansion was probably being watched by King Cheng, and her every word and action was related to the safety of the Gu family. Although he hated Princess Pingyang, he didn't really want to kill her.

We can only hold back for the time being.

She didn't know whether Fu Wenting would misunderstand and think that she was the one who told the secret.

After all, it was she who suggested hiding in the princess's mansion, and the incident happened when she just returned home.

It was as if she had done everything with perfect timing.

The alibi in the morning was a perfect way to get myself out of this situation. It seemed really ambiguous.

Knowing that she was in a bad mood, Gu Zhige didn't dare to say anything more. He washed up in silence and went to the bed.

"Are you worried about Fu Wenting?"

Meng Liu responded in the darkness.

"Prince Duan must have made some preparations. Nothing will happen to him."

"I hope so."

Night has fallen. Moonlight shines through the half-open window onto the soft bed. The room is filled with a faint soothing fragrance. Under this tranquility, there is also some inexplicable meaning hidden.

The bed was very big, so big that if they separated themselves deliberately, two more people could lie in the middle.

Gu Zhige slowly moved towards her.

Just now, Gu Zhige was still a little scared because she had righteously told him that she wanted a divorce. He held her carefully in his arms. Only in this way could he feel that she still belonged to him.

Unfortunately, Meng Liu was in a bad mood when she came to the sun. Even if she wanted to do something, she couldn't do it.

Wrapping his hands and legs around her, Gu Zhige said awkwardly: "My mother's words were a little harsh, I apologize to you on her behalf, and I swear I will never let you suffer any injustice again."

He stroked Meng Liu's hair, and heard someone beside him whisper, "Did you know about Fu Wenting's existence?"

He was stunned for a moment: "How would I know?"

Meng Liu turned her head to face him, and looked at his face carefully, not finding anything wrong. After a moment, she relaxed and closed her eyes.

It's okay if it's not him.

She was just a little skeptical.

For example, how did Princess Pingyang know that Fu Wenting was with her?

Seeing that she closed her eyes as if she was extremely tired, Gu Zhige carefully moved closer and closer. After swallowing his saliva, he slowly pressed his lips against hers, carefully feeling the soft touch.

He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it gently, carefully tracing the shape of her lips.