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

After Gu Jinchu finished reading the letter, she leaned back and lay on the soft pillow with her eyes closed.

In the soft sunlight, her fair and delicate face showed no emotion at all, like a quiet painting.

Wan'er and her brother set out today to return to Tumubao. They were accompanied by officials from several functional departments responsible for the construction of official roads and post stations, as well as many craftsmen.

For these functional departments, it is just a repair job and they are familiar with it.

However, the problem took so long to be solved because of the Minister of Works Wang Fengliang and Prime Minister Zhang Qi.

The Wang and Zhang families were relatives before. Wang Fengliang's youngest daughter, Wang Yuran, married Zhang Qi's youngest son, Zhang Zhishang.

But after Zhang Zhishang's death, the Wang family did not want their youngest daughter to be a widow, and because of some things that could not be told to outsiders, the two families went from being relatives to being enemies.

Not only did the two of them fall out with each other in private, they also disliked each other in the previous dynasty and tried to sabotage each other without leaving any trace.

Gu Jinchu heard all these things when he heard Master Jiang Wu mention them when he returned home. Because of this, the Tumu Fort incident had been delayed until today. Fortunately, the result was good.

Gu Jinchu slowly opened her eyes and asked Bai Zhi, who was embroidering nearby, "Have you delivered all the things for Wan'er?"

Before the Lantern Festival, Gu Jinchu let Mother Xu return to her hometown to retire, and the maid Bai Zhi took over the management position of Mother Xu.

Bai Zhi stood up, thought for a moment, and then replied: "...the things used on the face and body, the food, and the clothes were all ordered by the Madam and sent to the Luo family last night."

Gu Jinchu nodded slightly and asked, "Have the people brought back by my third uncle been sent to the farm? Did my father make any excessive demands?"

Bai Zhi took the teacup from the tray held by the little maid, walked to the side of her master, and whispered:

"The man sent by the third master of the Zheng family came from the battlefield... Although he lost an arm, my brother said that he felt scared when he looked into his eyes."

Gu Jinchu nodded lightly, thinking to himself, since there is such a person watching his father, he will probably not be able to cause any trouble.

She provided him with food and drink every day, and provided for him in this way, which was considered to fulfill the few blood ties between them.

This arrangement is better than him being unable to get over the momentary depression and running to find his mother. If his father knew about this, he would surely kill him.

Besides, she didn't want to bring unnecessary trouble to the Jiang family, the Zheng family, and the Qin family because of this matter, and give people something to talk about.

She knew that the three families were now tied together, and the family's reputation was too important to be ruined by a moment's negligence.

At the same time, in the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, the atmosphere was tense and depressing.

Qin Lang returned here again. This time, he came under the identity of Xie Yichen, but under the name of Qin Lang. Behind him were the old patriarch and clansmen of the Xie family.

It was all because Princess Changning looked down upon the position of clan leader, otherwise so many people would not have come to help him, although he didn't really need it.

Marquis Xuanping was sitting on the armchair at the top of the main hall in the outer courtyard. After not seeing him for some time, his black hair had turned mostly white, and his face was full of fatigue and vicissitudes.

When he saw the old patriarch walking in with the help of his clansmen, his expression did not change much until he saw Qin Lang's tall and strong figure appear among the group of people.

In fact, Qin Lang's height stood out particularly among his uncles.

As Marquis Xuanping stood up, he threw the teacup in his hand at his son who was looking at him with a mocking sneer on his face.

Qin Lang raised his arm slightly, and the blue and white Sanskrit cup was easily held in his hand.

He curled one corner of his mouth, his eyes full of disdain, "Marquis Xuanping, are you dissatisfied with me?" After saying that, he looked at the old patriarch beside him.

A trace of emerald green tea leaves was sticking to the wrinkled forehead of the old patriarch. There were also a few water marks on his clothes, which made him look a little embarrassed and funny.

Qin Lang suppressed his laughter and pinched the tea leaves. His voice was filled with obvious laughter, "It seems that the Marquis Xuanping is not satisfied with you, the clan leader."

The old patriarch knocked hard on the bluestone bricks with his cane, frowned, and said seriously: "Is this how you treat guests, my cousin?"

Marquis Xuanping looked at Qin Lang, raised his finger and cursed: "That's your elder brother. I only have two children, you two brothers." When the words came to his lips, he lowered his voice and said weakly:

"He is so weak, how can he stay in a place like the Imperial Prison..."

"Go and say these words to the victims and their families who were harmed and humiliated by him!" Qin Lang's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm:

"It turns out that Marquis Xuanping is not dissatisfied with me, but with the decision of His Majesty!" As he said this, he raised his hand to his side.

"You!" After shaking his body, Marquis Xuanping swallowed, patted his chest with an angry look on his face.

Qin Lang shook off his arm, raised his eyebrows at the servant beside him, and said impatiently: "Why don't you help the clan leader to take his seat? You have no sense of propriety!"

I feel that the longer I spend with my son-in-law, the better I am at insulting others.

After Xuanping Hou recovered his breath, he looked at Qin Lang leaning against the pillar in the hall and couldn't help asking, "Princess Changning killed your mother... Why did you involve Yong'an?"

The biological mother of the young son was such a gentle and naive person, how could she give birth to a son who was like a killer!

Qin Lang was wearing a navy blue straight-leg suit and not a flying fish suit because he was dealing with household chores today.

He looked at Marquis Xuanping with cold eyes and said, "Every wrong has its perpetrator! Cao Zhen killed my mother, and this is the retribution she deserves! As for your eldest son who is eager to have a child..."

Xuanping Hou was furious and shouted, "He is also your elder brother! You are related by blood! In the future, he...he."

Xuanping Hou seemed to be reluctant to say that word, and gritted his teeth, "In the future, this family business will all be yours! Why can't you be more tolerant of him!"

"Ha!" Qin Lang stood up straight, expressionless, and the murderous aura that had crawled out from the pile of dead bodies was instantly released.

He said in a cold voice: "Bitch, lowly bone, evil beast, lowly species... Since I can remember, my mother and I have heard such derogatory words countless times every day. Among them is my so-called eldest brother."

"The people harmed by Xie Yongan are so innocent. It's just a case of everyone pushing down the wall when it falls!"

Marquis Xuanping blinked his eyes. He knew very well what kind of temper his wife had.

It was only after this incident that he realized that his eldest son had also done so many wrong things.

Qin Lang crossed his arms, looking impatient: "I came here with the clan leader today to inform you of something. My name, Qin Lang, will not be changed, because I have already married into the Zheng family."

The names written on the marriage certificate are Qin Lang and Zheng Mudan.

How could it work if he changed his name!

The clan leader's eyes flickered, and he looked at Qin Lang and Xuanping Hou from front to back. He said nothing, but he was secretly calculating in his heart.

Qin Lang looked at Marquis Xuanping expressionlessly, regardless of what the old man was thinking.

Xuanping Hou Xie Shanglin almost couldn't breathe, his voice suddenly became old and trembling: "You beast, your father is still alive! You think being a son-in-law is an honorable thing, right!"

Qin Lang frowned, he had wasted too much time on them today, and said in a rough voice: "You also gave birth to this beast... I only know that my last name is Xie, which is a very shameful thing for me!"

Without giving Xuan Ping Hou a chance to speak, he raised his chin and pointed at the head of the Xie family, "That old man already has the legitimate sons and illegitimate sons of the Xie family for you to adopt, so why worry about not having a successor?"

Qin Lang said this and turned and left.

He will earn the imperial edict for his wife, and the identities of the children will be given by him as their biological father.

but……

"You! Stop!" The unwilling roar of Marquis Xuanping came from behind.

Qin Lang stopped and lowered the corners of his mouth.

It was predicted by his son-in-law who was full of black ink!