Quick Wear: The Wronged One Becomes Rebellious

That night, Jiang Zhuo resumed his sneaky behavior of sneaking into the boudoir as he did day after day.

When Jiang Zhuo came, Gu Li hadn't gotten into bed yet. She took off her vest and lay on the desk, writing and drawing. She wasn't surprised to see him coming, "Big brother is here!"

Jiang Zhuo sat in front of the brazier for a while to get rid of the coldness in his body before sitting down. "Ayao, can you please stop calling me big brother? We are going to get married in the future. Calling me big brother and little sister will cause misunderstandings."

Gu Li didn't stop writing with the brush in her hand, "Then what should I call you?" It's just a name anyway.

"What did you yell at Dashan for today?"

Gu Li raised her head from the bamboo slips, "Brother Zhuo!"

The corners of Jiang Zhuo's mouth cracked, almost reaching his ears, "Hey, sister Yao, shout again for your brother to hear!"

Gu Li:-----

We shouldn't have given this guy the chance to take advantage of the situation.

Gu Li didn't want to pay any more attention to this person, so she turned the tip of her pen and started writing again.

Jiang Zhuo came forward with a smile and took a look at what Gu Li was writing, which seemed to be the overall context of the Battle of Taiyin Mountain.

He said, "Why don't you give Dashan another chance? He should be able to be a good storyteller."

"If Dashan doesn't want to, you don't have to force him. If you want to help him, there are other jobs in the tavern. Chopping wood, brewing wine, and keeping the storehouse can all be arranged."

Jiang Zhuo felt warm in his heart, she was doing him a favor. He grabbed Gu Li and held her in his arms.

"Ayao, you are so kind to me.

Gu Li, who was caught off guard and carried away by Jiang Zhuo, pinched the brush in her hand, dragging a long black tail on the bamboo slips, wishing she could throw it directly on his face.

"What are you doing, let go!"

"Well, I won't let go."

Jiang Zhuo, the fool, not only did not let go, but when Gu Li's lips accidentally brushed his chin during her struggle, he became even more excited. His thin lips seemed to have self-awareness, pouting and moving towards Gu Li.

Gu Li:-----

Gu Li, unable to bear it any longer, asked him to take a brush on his upturned lips.

There was a wet and soft touch on his lips. Was he kissed? Jiang Zhuo opened his eyes immediately.

Smelling something wrong, Jiang Zhuo raised his hand and touched his lips again. The black ink on his fingers shattered his fantasy.

Jiang Zhuo not only had black lips, but also black face.

Gu Li was happy, as she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She gloated as she watched Jiang Zhuo wipe his lips with his sleeves until they were dark and red, "I told you not to be dishonest! You almost ruined the results of my hard work for an entire afternoon."

"what?"

Gu Li pointed to a bamboo slip with a black ink mark on it and said, "I have already compiled the outline of the story about the Battle of Taiyin Mountain. You just need to follow my outline and tell the story in a way that is close to the original."

Jiang Zhuo picked up the bamboo slip and tried to read it, but Gu Li snatched it away first. "Don't read it yet. I'll explain it to you in person tomorrow and see what the result is!"

"Are you coming to my house tomorrow?"

"okay!"

Jiang Zhuo, who had a new black beard, was driven away by Gu Li not long after he stayed here. His presence would greatly interfere with her creation.

Must be driven away.

Without a man, you are a god in doing things.

Gu Li finished tidying up the final things and went to bed without even cleaning the desk.

The next day, before Gu Li could climb over the wall, Jiang Zhuo had already climbed over and said that he had bought some trendy snacks from the street early in the morning, and asked her to come to his house to tell stories when she was ready.

Gu Li asked Hua Ping to take the cloth bag containing her manuscripts and walked to the front yard with Jiang Zhuo. She was wearing too much and it was difficult to climb over the wall. Besides, how could a fairy like her do such an indecent act as climbing over the wall in front of a man?

So she just went through the main door honestly.

In order to accompany Gu Li, Jiang Zhuo did not climb over the wall to go back, but followed Gu Li. When he and Meng Yuanwai, who was about to go out, met each other's eyes at the gate, the air was still for a moment.

Mr. Meng's thick fingers were about to poke Jiang Zhuo's face. "You, you bastard, when did you come to my house? How come I didn't know about it when I was in the front yard?"

Jiang Zhuo just giggled and pretended not to understand.

Gu Li and Hua Ping exchanged a glance, and the two of them silently slid toward the wall, neither of them wanting to care about Jiang Zhuo at all.

"You bastard, did you climb over the wall again? How old are you? Can you climb over the wall like a kid? My daughter's reputation is going to be ruined by you. I'm going to find Lao Jiang and have a good talk with him-----"

Gu Li didn't know how Jiang Zhuo resolved Mr. Meng's quarrel. Not long after she entered the gate of Jiang's house, Jiang Zhuo ran back.

"Let's go, and go to the wing where I live now."

Qi Dashan was already waiting in the side room, and there were several plates of snacks and dried fruits on the square table. Gu Li asked Huaping to sit down with Jiang Zhuo and Qi Dashan, while she sat on the small table on the other side.

"Why sit so far away? You can't even eat." Jiang Zhuo wanted Gu Li to sit with them.

Gu Li refused Jiang Zhuo's offer to eat on the small table. She took out her own manuscript from the cloth bag, and then took out a wooden block about the size of an ink stick and placed it next to the manuscript to serve as a wake-up stick.

"I want to tell a story, how can I eat? Just prepare a pot of tea for me." Gu Li sat down behind the table, and Huaping had already placed the teapot next to the table.

Gu Li nodded with satisfaction and motioned for them to all sit down at the square table.

Huaping didn't dare to be on the same level as her future son-in-law, but Gu Li said, "Now you are the same as them. You are my listener. You have to give me advice later, so sit down and listen to the book carefully."

Huaping carefully sat on the stool with only half of her buttocks. When she saw the red bean cake that the young lady loved on the table, she quickly moved the plate to her side.

He kept muttering, "This is what the young lady likes to eat. I'll save it for her!"

Jiang Zhuo: ------

He also knew that A Yao liked to eat red bean cakes, so why did this maid always take away his work?

The sound of the wake-up stick "pop" attracted the attention of the three people.

Gu Li seemed to be a different person. He took out a folding fan from somewhere and held it in his hand. He didn't open the fan, but just tapped it twice on the table. "My dear gentlemen, old and young, please don't think that I am clumsy, stupid, and have a bad pronunciation. Just sit down and watch the storyteller. I will knock the wooden stick that has been used for many years and tell you a story to cheer you up and have some wine.

It is said that not long after the beginning of winter last year, a riot caused by a caravan broke out at the foot of Taiyin Mountain, which serves as a barrier between the two countries. This riot-----"

As Gu Li told the story, the originally militarized war was interpreted more vividly by Gu Li, causing Jiang Zhuo and Qi Dashan, who were already involved in it, to forget about eating for a moment and just listened quietly.