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

Gu Jinchu turned his head slightly, glanced at her with a cold gaze, and replied: "If the Crown Prince's wife has nothing to do, she might as well read more books written by pedantic people, and you will find that the world will be much simpler and more cheerful."

Wang lowered her voice, the gentle smile on her face was gone, and she was obviously angry, "Don't talk nonsense to me! I advise my sister-in-law not to stretch her hands too far..."

It would have been fine if Madam Jiang had suppressed her in terms of housekeeper power, but now she has extended her hand to Songtao Garden.

A child born by a skinny horse is recorded as her legitimate son!

If this bastard knew the cause of his biological mother's death in the future... wouldn't it be tantamount to placing an unstable disaster next to her and her two legitimate sons?

Gu Jinchu smiled lightly, but there was not much warmth in her smile. "Madam, do you know not to extend your hand to other people's yards? Since the prince believes in Taoism, have you ever heard of 'blessings and disasters have no doors, but are brought upon oneself'?"

Seeing Wang's confused look, Gu Jinchu continued, "Taoism emphasizes cause and effect. Since the Ninth Young Master has such a fate with the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince's wife, why not make a good relationship with them? This will not only bring blessings to the Crown Prince, but also accumulate blessings for future generations."

Wang used the Ninth Young Master just to consolidate her position as the legitimate wife with the Crown Prince.

If the Ninth Young Master died at her hands, the frustrated Crown Prince would blame everything on Wang.

Wang turned around and glanced at Jiang Chengliang who was sleeping on top of the old woman.

When she first learned that the prince had a mistress, she had secretly visited that skinny girl. The prince who was with that bitch was more considerate and warm than she had ever seen before.

Now this bastard's face is becoming more and more identical to that of his bitch mother.

When the smile on Wang's face faded, the smile lines at the corners of her lips hung on her cheeks, looking a little hideous.

"Blessings? That's a dumb fool! The reason why the prince holds his current position is because of my father! Our Wang family is supporting him behind the scenes!"

Gu Jinchu frowned slightly, without a smile on his face, and warned her in a low voice: "Madam, please be careful with your words. The Crown Prince is the eldest son of the Duke, and his status as the Crown Prince was confirmed and canonized by the late Emperor!

Don't say something irreversible just because you are dissatisfied, and let the entire Jiang family be criticized by people with ulterior motives!"

Wang felt like she was about to laugh at Gu Jinchu's words that confused right and wrong. The corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a mocking smile:

"I don't blame my fifth sister-in-law for being so ignorant. After all, a woman like you who comes from a small family has some tricks and schemes in her."

After hearing this, Gu Jinchu just smiled and said nothing.

This smile made Wang stop and take a step back. She asked warily, "What are you laughing at?"

In the center of the corridors on the lotus pond, Miaoyin Hall is like a bright pearl standing proudly in the pond. Snow flakes flutter down, covering Miaoyin Hall with a layer of silver.

Gu Jinchu stood beside the exquisitely carved columns, and behind him was the fairyland attic dotted with white snow.

It was clearly a peaceful and beautiful picture, but the words that came out of her mouth made people feel cold all over.

"Madam, the last time someone mocked my identity was the granddaughter of Master Gao..." Gu Jinchu said and looked at Wang quietly.

She had the illusion that she was looking into the eyes of Mr. Jiang Wu.

Wang's body trembled violently, and her face turned pale, "Gu Jinchu, you! Are you threatening me?"

Gu Jinchu gathered his cloak with both hands. His fair and delicate face looked even more delicate against the luxurious white fur.

Her eyes were calm, and her voice was gentle and firm, "If telling the truth is seen as a threat by the Crown Prince's wife, then so be it."

The eldest daughter's residence was not far from here. Gu Jinchu watched Wang and her maids and servants disappear from his sight.

The cold wind blew, lifting the hair beside her ears. Gu Jinchu whispered to Bai Zhi beside him, "Did you see it clearly just now?"

Bai Zhi nodded and replied softly: "...It was Qin Xing who was beside the prince. I didn't recognize him wrongly."

Gu Jinchu hummed softly, raised his leg and walked along the corridor to the left, which was the direction of Huiyuanyuan Hall.

The prince always complains that he was born at the wrong time. Not only does he blame his father in his heart for handing over the military power so early, he also complains about his younger brothers being so outstanding and not considering his face as the eldest brother.

Like Wang, he cares unusually much about the position of Crown Prince.

Just now, Gu Jinchu was intentionally trying to provoke Wang, and he wanted Qin Xing, who was beside the Crown Prince, to hear what the Crown Prince's wife said.

She felt it was true that children without mothers were pitiful, and her words: "Make good connections and use blessings to bless future generations" came from the heart.

The fifth room was separated from the first room by a room, so she could only help the child get here.

If Qin Xing told the prince what Wang said today, the Ninth Young Master would probably live a better life.

When Gu Jinchu led his people towards Yuanyuan Hall, snow was flying all over the sky, as big as goose feathers.

Bai Zhi opened the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, held it over her master's head, and muttered in a low voice, "The weather has changed so quickly."

Gu Jinchu looked up at the sky along the oil-paper umbrella and said softly, "Yes, the weather is going to change."

Also looking sideways toward the sky was Imperial Noble Consort Chen, who was standing outside the cold palace.

The cold palace was surrounded by a bleak scene. The dead trees swayed weakly in the cold wind, and made low whimpering sounds from time to time.

"My queen, it's snowing. Why don't you wait until the weather is better before coming?" Lu Shan stood beside his master, holding an oil-paper umbrella for her, and asked in a low voice.

Imperial Concubine Chen covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, coughed softly, and said, "Today is my sister's birthday. If you miss it, you will have to wait until next year. Open the door..."