It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

"If there is a chance in the future, maybe you can reunite with your grandparents."

As the princess spoke, she gently brushed away the pearls and jade embellishing her dress, revealing a slender object underneath - a dagger.

"This is something your mother left behind. Take it with you. It may be useful to you in the future."

The dagger was shaped like a crescent moon, and the handle was inlaid with precious red coral, which was extremely eye-catching and looked extremely precious.

Gu Linjun held the scimitar tightly, nodded firmly and said, "Yes, mother."

The princess burst into laughter, her relief evident in her words: "Wanyu and you are indeed a match made in heaven. You must treat her well in the future. She is my only niece."

After saying this, her eyes were filled with expectations and blessings for the future.

Gu Linjun raised her eyes, full of determination and commitment, and nodded solemnly, as if making a lifelong vow: "As long as I, Gu Linjun, still have a breath left, nothing in this world will allow her tears to wet her clothes again."

After he finished speaking, the tenderness in his eyes turned into a pool of spring water, flowing in the air.

The princess patted his shoulder lightly, smiling, her eyes gleaming with the loving light of a mother: "This sword that has been with me for many years, it is extremely sharp, today it is my special 'dowry' for you. And the betrothal gifts that our family should prepare will naturally not be omitted, and will all be delivered to Wanyu respectfully according to the etiquette. Although you two usually laugh and play, but in such an important event, etiquette cannot be abandoned, and love must be deep."

When the word "dowry" was mentioned, the princess suddenly laughed first, shook her head gently, and said in a doting tone: "You, for her, are willing to give up everything and go through fire and water."

"Even if people talk about you behind your back, saying that you value beauty over courtesy, do you not care?"

The eldest princess asked half jokingly and half testingly.

Gu Linjun put away his scimitar, his face filled with a relaxed and sincere smile, as if the gossips of the world were not worth mentioning in his eyes: "Let them talk, as long as she is not wronged in the slightest, my world will be bright and clear."

There was already an unspoken tacit understanding between him and Su Wanyu.

She will go to his mansion and hold a formal engagement ceremony. When the wedding day comes, he will welcome her to the princess's mansion in a grand sedan chair carried by eight people, giving her the most glorious home.

This proposal of marriage was not only a superficial act for others to see, but also to make Wanyu feel at ease and to erase the shadow of Zheng Chengyan's engagement left in her heart.

He knew that marrying into her family's family was actually to protect her and make her feel at ease.

As long as she is willing to be his wife and let him be her most solid support in this life, then he is willing to give everything.

The wedding date is set for the sixth day of July, which is exactly one month from now. The time is neither too fast nor too slow, just enough time for the royal family to prepare a grand wedding for the newlyweds.

Since the engagement, Gu Linjun has been going in and out of the princess's mansion more and more frequently, almost every day.

Every time at this time, Yun Yi's clear voice would echo throughout the mansion: "Your Highness, Your Highness, the prince is here again!"

This is almost a "routine broadcast" three times a day. The eldest princess laughed and said that Gu Linjun wished he could live directly in the princess's mansion.

On this day, Su Wanyu was sitting by the window, holding a thin needle in her hand, about to pass the silk thread through the eye of the needle, focused and calm.

Gu Linjun was like a silent wind, and he had quietly stood behind her without her knowing when. Her hand trembled slightly, and the needle almost pierced her tender palm.

"Can I help you?"

Gu Linjun strode forward, his voice gentle but full of power that could not be refused. He took the thread from her hand, his fingers nimbly shuttled through it, completing the action in an instant, and then handed it back to her lightly, with a warm arc at the corner of his mouth, "It's done."

Su Wanyu took the line, looked up in confusion, and asked, "How did you get in? Yunyi and the others didn't notify us?"

Gu Linjun sat down beside her generously, poured himself a cup of tea, and said calmly: "I see Yunyi's voice is about to become hoarse from shouting every day, so let her take a break and not get too tired."

Hearing this, Su Wanyu smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, a sly look flashing in her eyes: "She screamed like that because she was happy. Who knows how happy she must be in her heart."

Gu Linjun, who was about to taste the tea, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes: "Then I have to go and thank her."

"What she likes most is naturally gold and silver treasures. If you want to reward her, you might as well give her more gold."

Su Wanyu said this and put away the needle and thread in her hand. With him around, how could she have the heart to continue embroidering?

Gu Linjun thought about it, his eyes curved into two crescents, and he smiled and said, "Good idea, I will reward her handsomely later."

The slight heat of early summer lingered in the house, and Gu Linjun's arrival seemed to add a bit of warmth.

Su Wanyu turned her back to him, gently tugged at his collar, and suggested, "Why don't we go out for a walk? It's a bit stuffy in the room."

Just as she stood up, Gu Linjun suddenly grabbed her wrist, his strength gentle but firm: "I have come here so many times, I just want to stay by your side quietly and watch you."

His voice was low and deep, as if it contained endless tenderness and indescribable emotions.

These days, although he visited every day, he always observed etiquette, drank a cup of tea and left immediately, which was completely different from his previous reckless behavior in front of Zheng Chengyan.

Now that the marriage is settled, he seems a little reserved.

Seeing him so reluctant to leave, Su Wanyu smiled and sat back down: "Aren't you tired of coming to see me every day?"

Gu Linjun shook his head gently, his smile as warm as ever.

Su Wanyu chuckled helplessly, picked up the teapot, and poured herself a cup: "Then I will accompany you to drink tea."

The room was filled with the aroma of tea. Gu Linjun took a sip and his eyes fell on her softly, like the warmest sunshine in summer: "There is something I want to tell you. You may be very happy to hear it."

"What's the matter?"

Su Wanyu asked curiously.

Gu Linjun pondered for a moment and slowly said, "Lord Zheng encountered the plague during his exile and has now passed away in Jinzhou."

"Really... it's over?"

Su Wanyu's expression changed subtly when she heard this. She had thought that he would suffer a lot on the road of exile, but she didn't expect that fate would arrange it this way.

Gu Linjun nodded again, confirming the news: "Yes, not long after I told him about Xiao Guo's miscarriage, he fell ill and couldn't bear this sudden blow."

A month ago, little Guo wanted to see Marquis Zheng one last time before she died, but she was afraid of defiling her eyes.

So, Su Wanyu cleverly arranged to deliver Xiao Guo's letter along with the heartbreaking news to Marquis Zheng - she gave birth prematurely, and the legitimate son he had been waiting for for a long time did not come into this world.

No one knows the content of the letter. All we know is that after reading it, Marquis Zheng had a complete mental breakdown and never recovered.

It seems that Xiao Guo also got justice for herself in another way at the end of her life.