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

Cherries are an imported product, introduced to us by my uncle by chance.

In the whole Shengjing, the Zheng family’s cherry orchard is the largest and has the highest yield.

Gu Jinchu stood under the tree, looking at the branches full of red fruits. She raised her hand, plucked one off and put it into her mouth without even bothering to wipe it.

Who told her to eat something sweet when she feels sad?

It seems like it was my grandmother. When I was sick as a child and found the medicine bitter, she would feed me candied fruits, and I would take the medicine obediently.

So why not now...

Gu Jinchu picked a few more cherries with shaking hands. Today's cherries are bitter, sour, and astringent...

She begged on her knees in front of her grandmother, endured the ridicule, and pulled out the thorns and bloodied. She pretended to be gentle every time she saw Jiang Nansheng, and now she looked hateful...

The images of her past life kept hitting her. They were things she didn't want to recall, but they couldn't get rid of...

Why!

Gu Jinchu clasped his palms on the tree trunk, with his fingertips deeply imprinted on it.

She will not go down the same path as in her previous life.

Although she was the unfavored daughter of the Gu family, she had a mother and a grandmother.

She was a child raised by the Zheng family. She had relatives who doted on her and they were her strength.

No one can hurt her again!

Yes, as long as she doesn't covet things that don't belong to her.

No one can hurt her!

Hanging the bamboo basket under the tree on her arm, she told her cousin's wife that she came here to pick cherries and of course she couldn't go back empty-handed.

"Sister Gu, why don't you come and fly a kite? What's the point of picking fruits by yourself?"

Gu Jinchu paused slightly when he heard this. He knew who the person was just by the voice: the eldest princess of the current dynasty, Zhao Xuan.

She stopped what she was doing, calmed herself down, turned around and bowed, "Hello, Princess."

Zhao Xuan picked up a cherry from her basket, put it in her mouth without even looking at it, and one side of her cheek bulged.

Gu Jinchu wanted to say, "I didn't wipe or wash it. Does the princess mind?"

As if knowing what she wanted to say, Zhao Xuan picked up another one and put it in her mouth, "You are obviously not a conservative person, why do you always restrain yourself?"

"Do you see the farm in front? That is my mother's private property. There is no princess here, only a neighbor who came uninvited to ask for food."

Gu Jinchu curled his lips, "Now is the season when cherries are ripe. There are many ways to eat them."

She didn't say much, she could only say that she was trying to keep herself awake. She didn't expect that the eldest princess would accompany her to pick cherries.

"Mother!"

A child's tender voice sounded behind him. Gu Jinchu responded in a low voice and turned around.

The calmness on his face could no longer be maintained after seeing the scene before him.

The feeling of helplessness and suffocation in my heart reached its peak when I saw Ang protecting his cousin's wife.

What I have been trying to avoid and not daring to think about is like a bloody scar that has been opened open with great force, revealing a bloody mess.

Her son Cheng'en was only four years old. During those dark days after losing his mother, little Cheng'en was her courage to persevere.

Even when she was pregnant, Cheng'en would lie down beside her obediently and talk to her younger brothers and sisters like a little adult.

She loved eating cherries, and there was a cherry orchard in the farm where she came as a dowry.

She also often brought Cheng'en to the village, just like what was happening now. She watched him fly a kite with a smile, wiped his sweat, and fed him washed fruits.

Cheng En didn't dare to run too far, and would carefully collect the kite string, looking up at her and protecting her...

Gu Jinchu lowered her head and looked at her flat belly. In addition to Cheng'en, she also had an unborn child.

When the carriage fell off the cliff, she could feel the violent fetal movement in her abdomen.

She didn't know whether the child was comforting her or blaming her for being an incompetent mother.

When he raised his head again, Gu Jinchu's bright face was filled with sadness, his heart was severely rubbed and crushed, and tears welled up in his peach blossom eyes, like tears pouring out from a dam during a flood.

her child!

She has a eldest son, Cheng'en, and an unborn child whose gender is unknown.

Gu Jinchu felt not only sadness in his heart, but also a strong hatred.

Who wants her dead?

She really hates it!

Gu Jinchu covered his chest with his hands, and the bamboo basket in his hand fell to the ground, and the cherries inside rolled everywhere.

When Princess Zhao Xuan saw her crying, she was so scared that she swallowed her saliva and her eyes unconsciously looked not far away.

She didn't know what happened, it had nothing to do with her!

Gu Jinchu whispered, "I'm sorry, Princess. I'm feeling unwell. I have to excuse myself."

No longer caring about decency and politeness, she just wanted to escape.

She kept running, holding up her skirt, until she could no longer see anyone and stopped at a stone pier next to the well, panting.

Gu Jinchu slowly sat down with her back against the stone pier, and she thought about all the people around her in her previous life.

Almost all of the Gu family members died in the fire. It is impossible that the Zheng family members died, but it could be the Jiang family members.

Jiang Family...

Gu Jinchu's tears that had been held back began to flow again.

What about her Cheng En?

At some point a tall shadow appeared on the ground, blocking out even the dazzling sunlight.

Gu Jinchu raised his head.

She was wearing a long gown with wide sleeves and dark crescent-shaped white satin patterns. A mutton-fat jade pendant hung on the belt, and her sleeves fluttered in the wind.

It’s Jiang Nansheng.

He had delicate features and a face as white as jade, and it was hard for people to believe that he was the youngest son of a military general.

Her eldest son is four years old and his features are exactly like his.

"Jiang Nansheng..."

Gu Jinchu looked up at him. Her Cheng'en would probably be like this when he grows up, handsome, right?

Jiang Nansheng saw that the tears in Gu Jinchu's eyes were flowing more and more fiercely. The peach blossom eyes that used to be full of smiles were now filled with tears.

His feet took an uncontrollable step forward. Seeing this, Gu Jinchu stood up and took three steps back.

Jiang Nansheng moved his fingers under his sleeves, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

Gu Jinchu looked at the familiar silk handkerchief and sniffed, "Master Jiang, this doesn't make sense."

There is a strong nasal tone in the voice, the watery and rosy peach blossom eyes, and the face that pretends to be strong, which can touch the softest part of even the coldest and hardest person's heart.

She lowered her head, afraid to reveal that they had a son.

She wanted to know how her Cheng'en was doing.

But she couldn't tell.

No one will believe her.

Jiang Nansheng would think this was another tactic of hers...

"Gu Jinchu."

His voice was still as gentle as in his previous life.

Gu Jinchu raised her head, with traces of tears still on her face. This was not the first time she heard Jiang Nansheng call her name, but the first time in this life that Gu Jinchu heard it.

"You will be a 15-year-old in two months."

The man paused after he finished speaking, and lowered his eyes as he looked at her. "You, do you have anything else to say to me?"

Gu Jinchu: "..."

Wasn’t it clear what she said the first two times!

He wanted her to be more clear?

Gu Jinchu straightened her dress and politely performed the junior’s salute to Jiang Nansheng.

With a serious face and a firm voice, he said, "I have done many things that have troubled Lord Jiang in the past, but I will never do that again in the future!"

"Don't worry, Lord Jiang. From now on, I will try my best not to appear in front of you."

After saying that, Gu Jinchu didn't look at Jiang Nansheng again. She ran away holding her skirt without looking back.