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Defying Gu Yanran would surely lead to trouble for him. Yet, in the prime of his forties, strong and robust, he couldn't bear to part with Chen Die and her child. Just the thought of Chen Die's soft waist made him yearn to take her beneath him and ravage her without restraint.
The second household would still be managed by my mother. If Father wished to take a concubine, it could be done, but only with the consent of the legitimate wife; only after drinking the concubine's tea would it count. Gu Yanran glanced over and immediately understood what Gu Siyuan was contemplating.
To become a distinguished woman, she had thoroughly studied the Spring Palace paintings and their underlying meanings. Otherwise, how could she have such a firm grip on Pei Zhirui's heart, which stirred at the sight of Gu Qingning?
Gu Siyuan could take a concubine, but he must not bypass Gu Ruofeng. The old lady Gu also felt that it was inappropriate for Chen Die to enter the residence at this time. Since Gu Yanran had reluctantly agreed, it wouldn't do to be overly forceful; she merely nodded.
Keeping Chen Die and her child outside for now, waiting for an appropriate reason to bring them back later, was also a viable option. This way, Zan'er could rightfully become her grandson and return to the family fold.
Gu Siyuan nodded in agreement. This was indeed a prime opportunity for his promotion; he could not afford any rumors that might obstruct his path.
"I disagree." Gu Ruofeng could not fathom what Gu Yanran was truly thinking; all she knew was that today, she absolutely could not allow this detestable mother and child to set foot in the marquis's residence.
"Yan'er, you are being foolish! Your brother has just left, and your father wants to bring in this pair of mother and child, disturbing my Xuan'er’s peace. Look at all these white lanterns hanging throughout the house; they are still up, and Xuan'er is still watching. How can you treat me like this?"
Gu Ruofeng pointed at the white lanterns hanging everywhere, sobbing heartbreakingly as she screamed in anguish. Unless she were dead, this mother and child would never enter the marquis's residence.
Gu Ruofeng had devoted half her life to planning for Gu Siyuan, bearing him children and ensuring the continuation of his lineage. In the end, this heartless man dared to bring in an illegitimate child from outside while her son lay cold in death, attempting to usurp what rightfully belonged to her son.
Her daughter even thought ahead for that pair of mother and child regarding their escape routes. The daughter she had once regarded as a heavenly husband and taken pride in now wielded a sharp blade that stabbed mercilessly into her shattered heart, unseen by anyone else.
How absurdly laughable!
"Gu Ruofeng, enough!" Gu Siyuan looked at the now crazed Gu Ruofeng; he could no longer tolerate her unreasonable outbursts and shouted angrily.
Gu Yuxuan's departure pained him deeply, but that matter was already in the past. Must he mourn a dead person every day for countless days to come?
Turning her head gently towards the trembling Chen Die, she said, "Don't be afraid. I'll take you to a safe place first." Then she looked down at Gu Zan and smiled, "Zan'er, are you hungry? Daddy will take you to eat some delicious food in the capital."
The scene of the three of them together, so harmonious and joyful, was painfully bright in Kuo Ruofeng's eyes. He had watched her be so patient with them.
In the first two years, when Gu Yuxuan fell ill, Gu Siyuan would go to great lengths to comfort him, staying by his side and coaxing him to sleep. However, in less than three years, when Gu Yuxuan fell ill again, he merely glanced at him during his spare time before leaving under the pretext of being busy with state affairs.
In the days that followed, it was only Kuo Ruofeng who remained by Gu Yuxuan's side. With the healthy Gu Zan around, the frail Gu Yuxuan was destined to become a sacrifice.
The scorching sun ruthlessly baked every corner of the Marquis's residence. The intense sunlight mercilessly pierced her eyes. Just having suffered a painful blow that nearly shattered her spirit, Kuo Ruofeng tried to steady herself, but her legs felt as if all strength had drained away, and darkness enveloped her like a wilting flower collapsing to the ground.
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