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

Gu Jinchu's unbearable groan pulled Jiang Nansheng back from the brink of sanity.

Jin Chu is pregnant, they can't have sex...

He raised his head, his scarlet eyes were dark and deep, and his hot breath made the temperature in the bed curtains gradually rise.

At this time, Gu Jinchu's clothes were disheveled, and most of her delicate and snow-white skin was exposed under the open collar.

Her eyes were sparkling and her fair face was shy; this scene made Jiang Nansheng feel numb all over his tailbone.

He supported his arms on both sides of her body and looked at her from top to bottom. Gu Jinchu's face turned slightly red. His white hands touched her collarbone and he hissed with his red lips slightly opened.

Jiang Nansheng closed her eyes, and all she could see were the scratches on her fair and delicate skin caused by his newly grown stubble.

That scene was really testing his self-control.

Jiang Nansheng didn't dare to look at her again. He stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, his voice low and hoarse, "...I'll go get dressed."

Gu Jinchu propped up his elbows and watched him walk down the platform, lift the bed curtain on one side, and pick up the straight stitch on the hanger.

She sat up, put on the long coat at the end of the bed, walked over to tie the silk ribbon around his waist, and said softly:

"Several old ladies who are on good terms with mother came yesterday. Although mother exempted me from paying my respects, I cannot let anyone find fault with my etiquette."

Jiang Nansheng said "hmm" softly, turned around and took her black hair out of her collar, and said softly, "After washing up, ask the servants to set the table. You don't have to wait for me. If Yongle comes, you can go to mother together."

After saying that, he gently hugged Gu Jinchu, gave her a kiss on the top of her head, and then walked towards the door.

Gu Jinchu's lips curled up into smile lines, the pinkness on her cheeks faded, her eyes were still sparkling, and she smiled and said beside him:

"I was just about to say this. I was planning to go with the princess to have breakfast with my mother and the others."

When my grandmother and mother came, she asked the small kitchen to cook what they usually liked.

I'll send it to them with the eldest princess later.

Jiang Nansheng hesitated for a moment, and then heard her continue, "I asked the kitchen to bake some steamed buns, the salty and fresh flavor that Fifth Master likes, and some freshly ground soy milk."

Hearing this, Jiang Nansheng's smile deepened, and he said in a brisk voice, "After eating steamed buns once in Baodi last time, I haven't eaten them again. I'm lucky enough to have a taste of them today."

Gu Jinchu smiled and replied, "The eldest princess also said so, but she prefers the pomegranate filling. Fortunately, there are a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables stored in the cellar."

Jiang Nansheng stopped and looked at Jin Chu beside him and asked, "So, did Madam prepare this dumpling specially for Yongle?"

He couldn't help feeling a little sad.

When she woke up in the morning, Jin Chu pushed him away without hesitation.

Now she said that she didn't plan to have breakfast with him. Even his favorite steamed buns were not exclusive to him.

"Jin Chu, are you still angry with me?" Jiang Nansheng asked in a calm voice.

The corners of the eyes and lips were visibly lifeless.

Gu Jinchu looked at his aggrieved expression, tiptoed, tilted his head back and kissed his Adam's apple, and said with a smile in his voice:

"We are husband and wife, how can we hold grudges overnight? Besides, I wasn't angry yesterday. The princess is a guest and a junior, so isn't this what I should do?"

Jiang Nansheng's ears were tinged with red. He lowered his eyes to look at her, and kissed her when she was caught off guard.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, gentle and affectionate.

When Jiang Nansheng strode out of the yard, Gu Jinchu felt that happiness was written all over the hem of his robe.

After dressing up, she leaned on the bed and sipped the milk and bird's nest soup. A little maid outside came in and said that the princess had arrived.

She sat up and just put on her embroidered shoes when Zhao Xuan walked in with Cuiguo.

"It's so warm here, aunt."

Zhao Xuan already had the deep contours between her eyebrows and eyes of a Jiang family member. At this moment, she was smiling, and her beauty was matched with a dashing look.

Obviously, the absence of elders allowed her to follow her heart more freely.

Gu Jinchu smiled and asked her to sit down and rest for a while. "Fifth Master went for morning exercise. He specifically told me not to wait for him before he left."

Zhao Xuan had a chill in her body, and she didn't walk too close to Gu Jinchu. She waved her hand and said:

"When I walked in just now, I saw Jiang Fei and a small oil truck parked outside Yuanyuan Hall. He said my uncle asked me to prepare it."

She lived in the courtyard where her mother lived before she got married, not far from Tongyuanyuan Hall.

As I walked along, I discovered that my uncle's Zhuli Pavilion and Yuanyuan Hall were connected by a corridor.

When she was young, she felt that her grandfather's love for her grandmother was rare. Although he was not good at expressing himself, he was a man who proved his affection with actions.

Later, she learned about the Zheng family and found out that none of the men in the Zheng family took concubines and that all their children were legitimate.

Let her begin to yearn for "I wish to win the heart of one person and stay together till old age."

Right now, the relationship between her uncle and aunt makes her feel that love is strong, but it can also be present silently in life.

Gu Jinchu put on a cloak and stepped onto the small oil cart with green curtains together with Zhao Xuan. After the two masters sat down, the small oil cart drove towards Minghui Hall.

After his morning exercise, Jiang Nansheng ordered people to prepare hot water for washing in Zhuli Pavilion. When he returned to Yuanyuan Hall, he was alone, so he simply didn't go back and forth.

When he came out of the wash, he saw his father sitting in the armchair reading a book in the side room.

Jiang Nansheng walked over and sat in the chair below his father. He took the hot tea handed to him by Tianqing and told the servants to serve breakfast.

The Duke looked up from his book and said in a loud voice, "Prepare more. It would be too lonely for you, the Fifth Master, to dine alone."

It was as if he knew that his youngest son would be alone, so he came here to arrange this scene and keep him company to pass the time.

Jiang Nansheng put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "Father came to Zhuli Pavilion because he was bored eating alone."

It takes an incense stick of time to get from Minghui Hall to Zhuli Pavilion, and all the food can be eaten up during that time.

It goes without saying that there are so many female relatives in my mother's family who need to be entertained.

Just like Jin Chu, his father has no time and can't take care of him, but he is still so stubborn.

The Duke shouted, his eyes fixed, his voice rough and powerful, "What did your father tell you when you were young? See through it, but don't speak it out!"

Isn’t it good for a father to be kind and a son to be filial?

Jiang Nansheng shook his head, exuding a calm and restrained temperament in his every move, "Father, now is different from the past. I want to be a father now."

There is a lot of meaning in these words.

The Duke knew that his youngest son was calm and composed. The more important the decision, the calmer he would be. He asked him, "What happened?"

Jiang Nansheng poured the steaming soy milk into the bowl in front of his father and said slowly, "The emperor has issued a secret decree, asking General Longhu to return to Beijing before New Year's Eve."

General Longhu was Zheng Wenyang, who was stationed in Sanjiang Fortress.

This time when he returned to Beijing, Zheng Wenyang was not traveling with a large army, but was traveling alone.