The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

After listening to Gao De's words, Gu Jinchu nodded to show that he understood.

Ask him to find out tomorrow about the situation of his uncle and cousin in the imperial prison. Then let Bai Zhi and her brother go downstairs to rest.

Bai Shao put away the unfinished double-sided embroidery of her master. This place was not as big as the inner room of Sui'an Hall, and the embroidery frame seemed a bit crowded when placed here.

After everything was packed up, I saw the young lady standing in front of the open window holding a bean bun, and she said softly, "Miss, don't be sad, they are not worth it."

She has always been serving the young lady. The farthest place she has been to most often is her grandparents' home in Baodi with the young lady.

The atmosphere in the Zheng family is one of true family affection. The Gu family's old lady and the eldest family are really going too far.

Even the master's father is hard to describe, but fortunately the young lady has the support of her maternal family.

Gu Jinchu turned around and looked at Bai Shao, only to see her looking down at herself in a panic, checking if there was anything wrong.

"You don't need to serve me tonight. Go down and have a rest."

"Ask Gao De and the others if they have had dinner, and give each of them a red envelope of five taels of silver. They have worked hard these past two days."

"Yes, Miss." Bai Shao responded and left the inner room.

With a creaky sound, the door closed gently.

Gu Jinchu withdrew his gaze, and his eyes finally fell on the waning moon hanging high in the sky outside the window.

As the night deepened, the wind whistled across the empty courtyard.

Above the inky black night, the clouds kept changing their shapes, sometimes blocking the moonlight completely, and sometimes revealing a hint of cold light.

Gao De told her that the killers' return route was towards the palace.

Gu Jinchu frowned slightly. The current emperor can decide the life or death of any subject.

The father and son of the first wife were both commoners, and no one, old or young, women or children who had no power to resist were spared. The father and son in the imperial prison were in even greater danger. These things were definitely not instructed by the emperor.

Then, there is only one possibility, that is, the nobles in the palace are planning in secret.

Now that the crown prince has not been appointed, any prince has the potential to ascend the throne.

For these princes, the Gu family is just a drop in the ocean. The person they need to win over should be a powerful official like Taifu Gao who is highly respected and has the support of everyone.

Or he could be a military general like the Chiang family who has deep roots in the military.

Thinking of this, Gu Jinchu couldn't help but feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

It started raining outside at some point. She put the bean curd on the kang and raised her hand to close the open window.

The raindrops kept hitting the window sashes and tiles, making crackling sounds.

The Gu family was greedy for money and followed others to lend money at high interest rates. Although Gu Jinhui did not become the top scholar in the imperial examination, he was able to enter the Hanlin Academy smoothly in his previous life.

Presumably, these were done in order to find something to hold against the Gu family, and the ultimate target was Zheng Wenyang, the third uncle in Sanjiang Fort.

What about the Jiang family?

Or is it that the Jiang family is also caught up in the vortex of the struggle for the crown prince?

When she died, the second prince had already inherited the throne.

Why did he want to take the lives of the mother and son?

Thinking of this, Gu Jinchu sat up from the bed, frightened and breaking out in a cold sweat.

Japanese!

In her previous life, the people who wanted her life were in collusion with the Fuso people!

For some reason, Gu Jinchu suddenly thought of the palace lantern she held in her hand on the night of her coming-of-age ceremony.

Jiang Nansheng also painted and made palace lanterns for her.

It was only lit once and then she put it away.

I treasure it very much and always take it out to appreciate it.

Later, the eldest son Cheng'en was born. When he grew up a little, he became interested in the exquisite and beautiful palace lantern.

Jiang Nansheng coaxed him and asked him to paint another picture, making another palace lantern with childlike innocence and fun, as well as a simple portrait of a family.

At that time, her mother-in-law was watching nearby and joked with her that she had never seen Xiaowu pamper anyone like that.

Thinking of her eldest son Cheng'en.

Thinking of Jiang Nansheng in the previous life.

And the child who didn't have time to come into this world...

Gu Jinchu felt like someone was constantly whispering in her ears, there were crying sounds, and people murmuring to themselves.

She tried hard to look over and see who these people were and see their faces clearly.

It all seemed like being in a dream, with everything in front of my eyes foggy and unclear.

She just felt tears flowing out of her eyes, making her want to wake up from her sleep.

When Gu Jinchu opened his eyes, it was already bright outside. Bai Shao walked in from behind the gauze of the bed curtain holding a copper basin.

Bai Zhi, who was behind her, was holding a bunch of blooming crabapple flowers in her hand. She walked in and placed them in a plum vase on the kang table.

Seeing her wake up, the two maids lifted the veil one on the left and one on the right, their faces filled with happy smiles.

"Miss, you are awake. Just now, Jin came over and said that Madam sent some fresh crabs to make crab roe buns for you."

Gu Jinchu smiled when she heard this. Dreams are just dreams after all. Many things that happened in her previous life have changed. She should cherish what she has now more.

Her mother didn't want to be too far away from her, so she settled her in Xianghe.

It was already a great achievement for her to be able to set up a small kitchen in her current yard. She took the handkerchief from Bai Shao's hand and covered her face with it.

The hot and damp cloth pressed against the face, opening the pores and letting out the pent-up energy in the heart.

He said to Bai Zhi beside him, "After breakfast and greeting father, we will move to mother's place."

She had no intention of living here permanently, so she arranged for many servants and private rooms to stay with her mother.

The Gu family's affairs have almost been resolved, so naturally she has to accompany her mother.

What's more, she didn't want her father to know what she was going to do.

The two maids looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

They didn't dislike the small size of the Gu family's house, but the people here looked lifeless.

Especially today, when the young lady woke up in the morning, she looked a little tired.

One of the two maids said that the young lady had been out for a long time yesterday and was tired.

One said that the young lady was so sad after hearing that her grandmother had passed away that she couldn't rest.

What he meant was that the young lady would only truly smile happily and brightly when she was with her mother.

Obviously, they didn't want their master to think about the news he heard last night.

Gu Jinchu sat in front of the makeup mirror, letting them put makeup on her and picking out a dress in bright colors.

She did not explain why she did not get enough rest.

Although she didn't kill the eldest wife's family, she didn't want them to live a good life, so how could she be sad because of them.

After breakfast, Gu Jinchu took two maids to the front yard to pay their respects to her father.

In the past, her Sui'an Hall had servants and a small kitchen, and all expenses were not recorded in the public accounts.

After coming to this house, Gu Jinchu did not compromise himself. His food, clothing and other expenses were only better and not worse than before.

What's more, my grandmother and mother would not allow such a thing to happen.

In terms of meal styles, her father, aunt and Brother Wen could not compare with hers.

After greeting my father, I saw that he was a little uneasy, so I asked, "Father, what's wrong?"