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

Although it is winter, the teahouse is as warm as spring.

Through the large glass windows on the window lattices, you can clearly see the city canal below.

The river was covered with a thin layer of ice, the light snow that had fallen last night not yet melted, creating a spectacular sight.

The teacups on the table are taller and bigger than the usual tea sets, and their shapes are very unique and more beautiful.

Zhao Xuan picked up the teacup and smelled it. The aroma of tea and milk intertwined together.

It has a mellow taste with a slight sweetness.

In such a cold season, every bite makes people feel physically and mentally happy.

"Jinchu, is this teahouse your dowry?" Zhao Xuan lowered her head and took a sip of milk tea, holding the cup, squinting her eyes slightly, and asked lazily.

In recent times, her restless mood was gradually soothed by sips of milk tea and the bright smile of the person in front of her, and she became calm.

Gu Jinchu smiled and replied, "Yes, and there is also the Jinsu Pastry Bureau next door."

The two shops were the dowry given by my mother, and the goods sold in them were the secret recipes given by my grandmother.

After marrying the fifth master of the Jiang family, the shop was decorated gradually and opened quietly in Wudaofang without disturbing anyone.

Zhao Xuan looked at Gu Jinchu and smiled mysteriously, "That's good, this way my uncle won't have to ask the servant to queue up at Xixiangzhai."

Gu Jinchu knew the meaning of her words. He pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes more beautiful than the crabapple flowers blooming in front of the window.

She pushed a plate of oddly shaped snacks in front of the princess and said, "This is egg tarts. Princess, try some."

Zhao Xuan looked at the plate of unfamiliar snacks, her heart and eyes filled with curiosity.

She had never seen food like this and had no idea what it tasted like.

Gu Jinchu picked up an egg tart, took a light bite, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

There were only two of them in the private room, so they didn't care about being dignified or polite. They just followed her example and put the golden egg tart into their mouths and took a bite.

Crispy, smooth and soft, two completely different tastes appear in your mouth at the same time.

It also has a rich aroma of milk and eggs, which makes people can’t wait to take the next bite.

Zhao Xuan showed a hint of surprise on her face, and instantly felt that the chefs in the princess's mansion were too bad.

The two egg tarts left her feeling a bit unsatisfied and she was in an even better mood than before.

Zhao Xuan is not a pessimistic person, and she doesn't like to show her vulnerable side in front of others.

Gu Jinchu, who was sitting opposite her, cheered up and said, "In terms of seniority, I should call you aunt."

Gu Jinchu is younger than her, and apart from the elders around her, she seems to have witnessed more of her miserable experiences.

After hearing this, Gu Jinchu raised his eyes and looked behind her, a playful smile appeared on his face, and he said:

"We became close friends first, and then I married Mr. Jiang Wu. So, privately, we don't have to be bound by the issue of status."

Having said that, in fact, the seniority hierarchy has long been a mess for her.

Despite this, Zhao Xuan still called her aunt in a low voice. After all, etiquette should be observed.

She adjusted her sitting posture, leaned back in the chair and said slowly, "You must have heard about what I did recently..."

The eldest princess's indulgence in music and extravagant life, and the young masters of noble families who were bullied but dared not get angry or speak out.

These rumors were what Gu Jinchu heard along the way after he left Duke Dingguo's Mansion, and they were also reported by the servants.

She had been deeply harmed by the rumors, and she knew the eldest princess's character and behavior very well, so she would not believe those rumors, right?

If the princess really intended for these rumors to spread, there must be a reason behind it.

But since she was born into the royal family and enjoyed the honor brought by her status, she had to bear more pressure.

Gu Jinchu refilled Zhao Xuan's cup with some milk tea and then asked, "Princess, are you happy about these things? Or is this the result you expected?"

Zhao Xuan picked up the teacup and took a sip, but was surprised to find that the milk tea in the cup seemed to no longer be just simple milk tea, its taste became richer and more diverse.

The texture, soft and chewy, seemed to remind her of her life experiences over the past decade.

Zhao Xuan sat there and thought for a while, then laughed and said:

"Some people are eager to be the princess's consort, and they try their best to win my favor, but they don't know what they have to pay if they want to be this consort!"

There was a hint of fatigue in her voice and her face was a little pale, as if she was trying hard to control her emotions and didn't want others to see her vulnerability.

Hearing her words, Gu Jinchu couldn't help but think of the eldest princess of the previous dynasty and the decree issued by the late emperor, and he smiled with understanding.

"Since the princess just called me aunt, I will be bold and speak to you from the bottom of my heart."

Seeing Zhao Xuan blinking in surprise, her fingers holding the milk tea cup turned pale, and she continued:

"People have a mouth, not only for eating and preaching, but also for clarifying misunderstandings. People have a pair of ears, and they need to listen to other people's defense and explanation."

"Don't be afraid to face or avoid problems because of fear or hypocrisy. Don't waste time arguing back and forth. Sometimes, if you miss it, you will lose it forever..."

Gu Jinchu held Jiang Nansheng's hand, and after the two of them got on the green-curtained carriage, he pulled her into his arms.

She took the opportunity to put her arms around his waist. Jiang Nansheng's tight waist and broad chest gradually eased her nervousness and excitement.

Gu Jinchu stepped back, looked up and asked him with a smile: "Cousin, did you hear what the princess said just now? If they have something to say, they should just say it clearly. What's the point of guessing?"

Seeing Jiang Nansheng staring at her with his eyes downcast, she asked him softly, "You, what's wrong?"

Jiang Nansheng raised his hand, slowly touched her head, slid his palm down, and gently stroked her face.

After marriage, she became more and more beautiful. For some reason, I could see her aggrieved, sad and pitiful appearance...

Jiang Nansheng lowered his head and placed a kiss on her cheek, then on her lips.

The voice was hoarse and whispered, "Jin Chu..."

Gu Jinchu only felt that the kiss was so hot and urgent that she couldn't hear clearly what he said.

The hand on her waist and neck tightened. She could feel Jiang Nansheng's sudden suppression, and even more so his efforts to restrain himself...