On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Yue Wu bit her lower lip lightly and nodded shyly, just like a flower blooming in spring, tender and juicy.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and two girls in red and green long skirts screamed and staggered to the ground. They were Huanbi and Qingwen.

Huanbi was still calm. She stood up quickly and bowed with a bit of embarrassment.

Qingwen, on the other hand, climbed to her feet and, without caring about her image, shouted at Lin Zhen, "Prince! Your heart is made of stone! Yesterday you solemnly promised Sister Huanbi that you would spend the night with her, yet today you say the same thing to this vixen? I want to see who you will choose to sleep with tonight! Humph!"

Huanbi was immediately overwhelmed with anxiety. She instinctively grabbed Qingwen and walked out, saying, "Oh, Qingwen! What nonsense are you talking about? It's so embarrassing!"

Qingwen struggled, her voice filled with resentment: "Sister, please don't pull me. Let me have a good argument with that heartless bastard!"

What the hell!

Lin Zhen immediately remembered.

No wonder Huanbi looked so depressed today. It turned out that I promised her yesterday that we would sleep together, but I fell asleep first and acted like nothing happened the next day.

Damn damn...

Lin Zhen gave Yue Wu a wry smile: "Haha, looks like you'll have to wait in line."

Upon hearing this, Yue Wu's lips curled up into a faint smile, revealing her pearly teeth, and her voice was a bit playful: "Hehehe, I have waited for twenty-five years, so one night is not a big deal."

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The words are divided into two parts.

Gu Beichen rushed back to the mansion like a gust of wind. As soon as he entered the door, he raised his head hurriedly and drank a pot of tea in big gulps.

Gu Yunting held an ancient book in his hand, raised his eyes from between the pages, looked at his son's slightly flustered figure, and speculated in his heart.

I don’t know what my son has been through.

He slowly closed the book, his tone filled with inquiry and concern: "Beichen, what's wrong with you?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Beichen pursed his lips slightly, as if weighing the importance of his words. He finally spoke, his words shimmering with mystery: "Father, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Gu Yunting smiled slightly and answered without hesitation: "Let me hear the bad news first, so that I can be mentally prepared."

Upon hearing this, Gu Beichen's eyes flickered and he seemed a little hesitant.

"Father, let's hear the good news first. His Majesty is furious about Fatty Wang causing trouble at the Lama Temple and has exiled him to Xuantu to guard the border!"

"What? Really!?" Gu Yunting was so surprised and delighted when he heard that that he almost jumped up from his chair!

Damn it, the most vicious dog in the capital has finally been driven away. From now on, the reputation of the Gu family members in the capital will gradually increase.

Not only that, Fatty Wang is an extraordinary person with superb martial arts skills. If he dies at the hands of Xuantu, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the Lin family faction!

Lin Zhenxian was a calm and composed person, and he would never act rashly. And Wang Tienan, how could he let his beloved son die in vain? If this continued, the rift between the two families would deepen, potentially leading to their own disintegration.

By then, he could operate behind the scenes, stand on Wang Tienan's side, try his best to win him over, and join hands with him to fight against Lin Zhenxian.

"Really!" Gu Beichen nodded slightly, looking determined.

Gu Yunting clenched his fists, his heart pounding. He paced back and forth anxiously, muttering to himself, "What a God-given opportunity! What a God-given opportunity!"

Gu Beichen was quite pleased with his plan, a smug smile playing on his lips as he slowly spoke, "Originally, Lin Zhen wanted Fatty Wang to go to Qinghe, but I persuaded His Majesty to banish him to Xuantu! Father, Fatty Wang is doomed this time!"

Whenever Gu Beichen thought of Fatty Wang’s domineering look, he felt so angry that his teeth itched.

The same goes for Gu Yunting, who has suffered a lot at the hands of Fatty Wang.

"That's right. Xuantu is bitterly cold and sparsely populated. The Turks and Xianbei often come to exploit us. With his fiery temper, he will never sit idly by. As long as he fights with foreigners, there's no chance of survival! Hahahaha, God bless the Gu family! God bless the Gu family!"

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, their hearts filled with joy, almost wanting to hug each other to celebrate.

At this time, Gu Han walked slowly into the house. Seeing that her husband and son were both beaming with joy, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Master, Chen'er, what are you so happy about?"

Gu Yunting looked at his first wife. Although he had many dissatisfactions in his heart, but considering her status as the main wife, he did not show any anger. He just sat down calmly and waited for Gu Beichen's answer.

"Mother." Gu Beichen said with a playful smile, "Fatty Wang went to Xuantu to guard the border. Wang Tienan's family is in a state of sorrow and grief, crying like a tearful child!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Han's eyes flickered, and the corners of her mouth lifted unconsciously. "This is truly great news! That Fatty Wang is usually so arrogant that he doesn't even take anyone seriously except that kid from the Lin family. Last month, he was even so audacious that he was rude to your sister in the street, speaking in a vulgar and vulgar manner. Humph! He'd be better off dead. I'll celebrate with firecrackers if he's dead!"

Gu Yunting coughed lightly a few times, his voice carrying a barely perceptible dryness: "Ahem, what brings you here?"

"Oh, I wanted to ask if the silver from the cloth shop has arrived. If it has, I want to buy some jewelry."

Gu Yunting knew she was talking about the kickbacks from the cloth shop. He immediately frowned and his expression darkened. "Money, money, money! You only care about money! This money is my Gu family's wealth. How can I let you squander it?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Han's voice became sharp: "What are you saying? Didn't you lose all my dowry a few days ago? If you don't pay it back, I will never let you go!"

"You! Spendthrift woman, I'll beat you to death!"

"Go ahead and hit me! If you dare to touch me, the Han family will never have anything to do with you again!"

"I..." Gu Yunting almost choked to death.

The Han family had long lost the halo of a prominent family during the glorious years of Daqian. Although some of their descendants served as officials in the court, they were just insignificant little characters.

However, the Han family still has an old patriarch who is highly respected. This person is no ordinary person. He is the imperial tutor of three generations of emperors, including Murong Yan's grandfather, father, and even herself.

Its influence is unfathomable.

Because of this, the Murong family always maintains awe and respect for the Han family.

Speaking of Gu Yunting, his achievements today are inextricably linked to the Han family. If he hadn't been fortunate enough to marry Han, his career path might not have been so smooth.

At this moment, seeing Gu Yunting slightly restrained in front of her, Madam Han couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth into a smug smile, her chin slightly raised, with a bit of contempt and triumph, she snorted lightly: "Hmph, old man, can't I deal with you? Send the money from the cloth shop to me immediately. If you are short of a penny, the whole family will be in trouble!"

"you..."

"Father, forget it. Mother is in a bad mood today too." Seeing that his parents were about to quarrel again, Gu Beichen hurried over to persuade them to stop.

Gu Han turned away, leaving Gu Yunting standing there with his face ashen with anger, his chest heaving violently, as if every breath was mixed with endless anger and helplessness.

"How could I marry such a woman! She's short-sighted and money-minded! I'll divorce her sooner or later!"