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

The sky was just beginning to brighten when Gu Jinchu slowly woke up from his dream again. His crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked dazed as if he had just woken up.

The candles on the long table had long since burned out, and the small space within the curtain was shrouded in a faint light, adding a sense of dreamlike coolness.

After she became pregnant, her sleep quality was sometimes good and sometimes bad, and she would occasionally become inexplicably anxious during the day.

After realizing that she was not in good condition, she proposed to Jiang Nansheng the idea of ​​sleeping in separate quilts.

Although he agreed verbally, every morning when they woke up, their bodies were always involuntarily entangled with each other.

Gradually, the quilt that was specially prepared for the bed was quietly placed aside, with no one paying attention to it.

She has always been cold-resistant, so even under this warm brocade fur coat, she still wears long-sleeved pajamas. Jiang Nansheng prefers coolness, so at this moment he is only wearing a pair of light underpants.

Noticing Jiang Nansheng's physical excitement, he unconsciously tightened his arms around her. The subtle movement made Gu Jinchu's body tense instantly.

"Jin Chu, don't look at me like that..." The lazy voice vibrated slightly in the chest, low and vague.

Gu Jinchu's cheeks turned slightly red and his heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

Jiang Nansheng leaned over, and the breath he breathed into her ear was hot and moist.

Gu Jinchu turned his head slightly, his eyelashes trembling, and he couldn't help but want to dodge.

With his unique aura, he attacked Gu Jinchu like a surging tide.

The two people moved forward and backward on the soft silk pillow... In the end, Gu Jinchu watched helplessly as he was pushed against the innermost side of the bed.

There was no trace of sleepiness in Jiang Nansheng's eyes. His voice was low and hoarse, with a strong lustful tone. He lowered his eyes to look at Gu Jinchu and said helplessly:

"Men should not be teased in the morning. Some of them are instincts that are not consciously understood. Jin Chu...you will make me even more out of control..."

During the movement, Gu Jinchu's pajamas had opened wide, revealing her snow-white skin.

She held the slightly opened collar of her shirt with one hand, but it couldn't hide the charming scenery on her chest, and the other fair and tender hand was tightly clasped on his chest.

He could feel without any obstruction the powerful heart beating beneath Jiang Nansheng's broad muscles.

The steam emanating from his body made Gu Jinchu blush uncontrollably.

She withdrew her gaze from his face and turned her head to the side. What came into her eyes were the bulging muscles on his arms and the winding and protruding veins...

At such a close distance, Gu Jinchu's heart was beating like thunder. He was afraid that he could hear his own heartbeat that was as rapid as a drum.

Her eyes were as bright as water, and she looked at him secretly with a bit of shyness and nervousness. She saw that the corners of his eyes were red, and he was staring at her without blinking.

His eyes were deep, filled with undisguised desire.

She pursed her lips slightly, not knowing where she got the courage from, she tilted her head back and gently bit his bluish chin.

There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice, shy and seductive. It was so low that you had to get close to hear it clearly.

"Master Wu, you should put on your clothes before going to bed..."

Jiang Nansheng said "hmm", with a hint of smile in his low and hoarse voice.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at Gu Jinchu in his arms, his eyes full of doting, "Anything else?"

As he spoke, he gently pulled her hand down, and his lips, under his hot breath, gently fell on her neck.

Gu Jinchu only felt a tingling sensation spreading from her neck, and her body trembled slightly. She stared at Cheng Chen above her head, her attention completely focused on where his lips were.

His newly grown stubble gently touched her skin, not too lightly or too heavily, but it brought her waves of unbearable torture.

"How about... we sleep on separate quilts..." There was a hint of pleading in Gu Jinchu's voice. She really couldn't stand such male teasing.

Soon, tiny moans escaped from her slightly parted red lips, floating in the air with endless temptation.

"Fifth Master, it's the morning hour..."

"Today is a day off."

"Fifth Master..."

"Hmm? Be good...close your eyes..."

"Today marks the end of the first three months..."

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There was a light snow last night, and the whole yard was covered with a layer of white velvet blanket, as if it was wrapped in silver.

There was a thin layer of ice on the pond in the yard, which reflected crystal clear and colorful light under the morning light.

Under the corridor, the gorgeous camellia flowers are blooming proudly in the snow, adding a touch of bright color to the winter.

After Jiang Nansheng went for morning exercise, Gu Jinchu did not stay in bed any longer. She sat up slowly, her waterfall-like black hair casually draped over her shoulders, like a delicate and charming painting.

Two maids, with blushing cheeks, walked in lightly to help her wash.

Bai Zhi carefully placed the blooming camellia on the kang table. The room was immediately filled with the rich fragrance of flowers, covering up the vague ambiguous smell.

Gu Jinchu noticed the discomfort of the two maids. They were already past the age of marriage, but they still hadn't found a husband.

Angelica dahurica and white peony root have two completely different personalities.

One of them is active and the other is quiet; one is lively and cheerful, while the other is thoughtful and meticulous.

She once asked Manager Tao to help her keep an eye out for suitable candidates, but after choosing many, she still couldn't find anyone that satisfied her.

There are quite a few shopkeepers and farm managers around her. Among the Tao brothers, one is married and the other is engaged.

The rest were either too old or she really couldn't bear to let them become second wives.

I also thought about marrying Bai Shao to Gao De. After all, Gao De knew her well, and her family background and character were beyond reproach. But after knowing each other for so many years, neither of us had any intention to do so.

She turned her gaze to Master Jiang Wu again.

She thought that if she could find a suitable home for them in the Jiang family, then their relationship as master and servant would not be broken.

However, all of this still needs to be reported to Master Jiang Wu first. She hopes that their marriage is based on genuine love for each other, rather than being arranged by the master.

Now it’s only a few days away from New Year’s Eve, and I thought it wouldn’t be too late to make arrangements for this matter after the New Year.

When Jiang Nansheng came back from morning exercise, he was still chilled by the early morning air.

He walked in from the door with his back to the light. He was tall, like a tall pine tree, and every step he took was steady and reliable.

Gu Jinchu was drinking heated goat's milk. Her fair and delicate face looked even more rosy and charming under the curling hot air.

After packing up, the two of them went to Minghui Hall to pay their respects to Madam Jiang.

Along the way, Jiang Nansheng held Gu Jinchu's hand tightly, her relaxed eyes full of tenderness and affection.

When Madam Jiang saw her youngest son and daughter-in-law coming over, she took Gu Jinchu's hand and asked her to sit next to her, with a loving and concerned look on her face: "It's so cold, Xiaowu, don't you say anything to persuade your wife."

Having said that, Mrs. Jiang was very happy. She ate two more beef steamed dumplings than usual and drank half a bowl of white porridge made with chicken soup.

The Duke sat aside. Although he didn't say much, one could tell from the slightly upturned corners of his mouth that he was in a good mood.

Gu Jinchu looked at the two elders, wondering if they already knew what happened in Lanyuan last night.

Aunt Zhao's father and brother were also members of the Jiang family army. After their death, the helpless Aunt Zhao grew up with the former Duke's wife and had a friendship with Mr. Jiang Sanye since their youth.

After breakfast, Mrs. Jiang saw that Mr. Jiang Wu had no intention of leaving, so she sat next to his daughter-in-law and listened to their conversation. Then she smiled and asked them to leave.

"There's no need for you to accompany us. Minghui Hall will be very lively soon. Don't let Xiaowu, this big Buddha, get in the way here." Mrs. Jiang's eyes were full of smiles, and her tone was a little teasing.

Gu Jinchu smiled and said goodbye, saying softly, "Come back tomorrow to pay your respects to mother."

When he returned to Yuanyuan Hall, before Master Jiang Wu had time to take off his cloak, someone came to report that the prince was looking for him.

Jiang Nansheng frowned slightly, lifted Gu Jinchu's chin, and gently pecked the corner of her delicate lips.

"When I come back, keep your eyes open when you look at the account books or embroider something."

Gu Jinchu agreed with a smile and watched him leave.

The servants were all there, but he didn't even tell them to be careful.

After Mr. Jiang Wu left, Gu Jinchu took the basket, and on the embroidery frame was a half-embroidered bellyband.

The palm-sized thing was only a small part away from being completed. She pursed her lips slightly, raised a gentle arc, and revealed a happy smile.

Not long after, Bai Zhi walked in quietly and whispered beside her, "Madam, the third lady is here."