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

Gu Jinchu pounded his waist, feeling faintly tired, and asked, "Bai Zhi, what time is it?"

No one responded to her, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

She raised her head from the embroidery after putting away her needle in confusion, and her eyes met Jiang Nansheng's burning gaze unexpectedly.

I don't know when he stood at the door, his eyes were deep, as calm as water, yet seemed to be filled with a burning flame.

Gu Jinchu couldn't help but feel a familiar, throbbing feeling suddenly welling up in his heart.

Seeing that he still looked like he had just come in, she put down the things in her hands, stood up and went to meet him, untied the laces of his cloak, and smiled softly, "When did you come back?"

Jiang Nansheng took the cloak from her hand, hung it on the coat rack beside her, and took her hand to the embroidery frame, "You found me just after I came back."

He felt it was a pity in his heart, because she looked very beautiful when she was calm and focused.

"What are you embroidering? It's getting dark now, so keep your eyes open."

When Jiang Nansheng saw the embroidery on the embroidery frame, she realized that it was not for making clothes for him, and the regret in her heart suddenly increased.

Gu Jinchu could hear the emotion in his words, but he didn't know what he was thinking, so he explained to him:

"My mother's birthday is in two months. As a daughter-in-law, this is the first time I'm giving her a birthday gift. I want to embroider a screen that represents wealth and prosperity for her."

She has a lot of good things in her warehouse. Madam Jiang was born in a scholar's family and is the wife of a duke, so she has no shortage of those things.

At this time, the thought is more important than the value of the gift itself.

Hearing Gu Jinchu's words, Jiang Nansheng felt much more comfortable. Just when he was thinking whether to ask her directly to make clothes for him personally or to hint at it, he saw her fingers fall on the blank space on one side of the embroidery.

"Write a couplet and I'll embroider it here, okay? Then the screen will be a birthday gift from my husband and me to my mother."

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a negotiating tone, as gentle as a breeze on your face.

Those bright and cunning eyes, with their alluring agility, made his heart beat faster.

After Gu Jinchu finished speaking, she felt that her husband's mood suddenly became very good, and a beautiful smile appeared on his brows.

Jiang Nansheng walked to her desk, raised his hand and said, "Jinchu, come here."

Gu Jinchu thought that just like last time, she would grind the ink while he held the brush, but she saw him handing the brush to her.

After taking it, I asked him uncertainly, "Will Master Wu dictate and I write it?"

I was somewhat reluctant in my heart, because when I thought about all the effort I had put into imitating his handwriting, I would unconsciously show weakness in front of him.

"Since this is a gift from my husband and me to my mother, we should write it together."

Jiang Nansheng pulled her in front of him, reached out and held her hand, and guided the tip of her pen to fall on the spread paper.

His breath lingered around her neck, the scent of ink mixed with the faint scent of ebony on his body. When she glanced sideways, she could see his strong and thin wrist bones.

The big hand with a rough palm covered her hand completely, allowing her to feel the warmth of his palm and the strength of his writing.

A low and gentle voice sounded in his ears. As the hot air between Jiang Nansheng's lips and teeth sprayed, a line of words appeared on the paper:

"Live as long as the pines on the southern hills, and be as blessed as the ever-flowing waters of the East China Sea. Open the screen to reveal wealth and prosperity, and be virtuous and live long."

Jiang Nansheng released the hand that was supporting her side, and then put the calligraphy aside.

This action brought the two of them closer, as if she was completely in his arms.

His chest behind her rose and fell slightly, and the outline of his plump body became unusually clear as their clothes rubbed against each other.

Being so close to each other, Gu Jinchu could hear his own heart beating wildly and in a panic.

There was also the sound of Jiang Nansheng's increasingly heavy breathing, and the air around them seemed to be gradually warming up as they got closer.

Jiang Nansheng laughed softly, his voice low and hoarse, "Why is your face red?"

His voice echoed in her neck and ears, bringing waves of heat.

Gu Jinchu took a small step forward, and felt a hint of coolness from the copper ring handle of the three-drawer desk in front of him.

She slightly leaned aside, trying to avoid his unignorable clinging, and whispered, "It's all because of you..."

Jiang Nansheng sighed softly. This situation was beyond his control.

After raising his hand and dipping it in ink again, the words he wrote became more upright and powerful:

"The purple ribbons and golden seals are like the tide, and the spring comes with each passing year. The rich and noble flowers in the screen are always in full bloom, and the cypress and cypress in the hall are happy and self-indulgent."

When Jiang Nansheng let her go, Gu Jinchu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took a step sideways to stand beside him.

On the desk, two pieces of paper were placed side by side.

The first one is simple and easy to understand, expressing good wishes for the elders' longevity and happiness, while also showing the auspiciousness of screening away wealth.

The latter "Purple Ribbon and Gold Seal" symbolizes noble status, and "Chunxuan" refers to parents, wishing the elders a noble status and a happy life.

Gu Jinchu's white fingertips landed between the two words "Xiangrui" and said, "The way of filial piety that makes simplicity complicated, I like this."

Emperor Jianyuan was already wary of the Jiang family. If someone with ulterior motives took advantage of this to make a fuss, it would go against her original intention.

Jiang Nansheng curled his lips and smiled, "Father also likes to keep a low profile like this."

Gu Jinchu felt that the Duke's great wisdom was hidden in the details. It was his courage to retreat at the height of his career and keep a low profile that allowed him to preserve the family's glory.

As the two were talking, the voice of the maid came from outside the door.

Bai Zhi heard from the little maid that the Fifth Master had returned, and stood outside the study to ask, "Madam, should dinner be served in the study, or should you and the Fifth Master go back to the main room to eat?"

Ever since they last saw the Fifth Master holding his wife, not only did they avoid leaving when their master was alone, they also dared not rashly enter the room.

Dinner was eaten in the west room of the main house. After dinner, Jiang Nansheng asked the maid to take the things he brought back.

"Candied haws!"

Gu Jinchu took it with a smile. The crystal clear red fruits were strung together, and the amber sugar coating exuded a sweet smell.

Just looking at it like this made her mouth salivate.