Forced to be a concubine? I turned around and married the scumbag's father.

Mu Junyan leaned down and clamped his hand on her pointed chin.

"What difference does it make whether you become my son or my concubine? My son is young and has a bright future, yet you come to seduce an old man like me. What are you after?"

Gu Hua wondered to herself, "If I told you I had ulterior motives, would you help me?"

Men like Mu Junyan hate it most when women use scheming and manipulation.

Therefore, of course, she could only admire the Duke and serve him willingly.

Conquer little by little, then proceed slowly and methodically.

Gu Hua said softly, "You might not believe it, but although I come from a poor family and dare not hope to marry a good man, I also do not want to serve the same man as my elder sister. But I cannot escape the control of her and my aunt. Before I entered the mansion, I was forced to sign the servitude certificate. No matter where I escape to, I am still a runaway slave."

I want to live an upright life, not live a miserable and wretched existence like a rat in a sewer.

Although I am just a young girl, I know that even when I give myself, I must do so in a way that is worthwhile. My father is a true man, and I am honored to follow him as he fights for our country.

"When you return home, my lord, I will gently and attentively serve you, helping you to relieve the fatigue of the day. This is not merely my wish; I serve you on behalf of everyone in the Duke's mansion, and on behalf of the people you have risked your life to protect. Thinking of this, I care nothing else."

Mu Junyan: "..."

That little mouth of hers is so eloquent.

Gu Hua noticed the slight ripple in his eyes, so she boldly raised her hand and gently stroked Mu Junyan's thigh.

Mu Junyan didn't speak, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

He grabbed her restless little hand and pressed it down.

Although I was drunk that night, the feeling of touching every inch of her smooth skin still lingered on my fingertips.

Gu Hua couldn't stand his gaze, so she simply pressed her face against his large palm.

Looking at the girl's flushed ears, Mu Junyan felt a surge of heat rush through his veins and down to his groin.

The touch of a soft cheek instantly ignited a burning passion in the man's heart.

The Mu family is a distinguished family of officials, veterans of three dynasties, and the foremost family of military generals.

Mu Junyan was raised with strict family discipline and believed that women should be kind and dignified, so he never gave a second glance to women who took the initiative.

Moreover, due to his constant warfare, he rarely had the opportunity to meet other dignified women.

Strangely, when Gu Hua took the initiative, he didn't find her behavior offensive, nor did he think she was promiscuous.

Instead, it inexplicably piqued his interest.

He was eager to see how far she could go when she was lucid, facing the infamous yet lucid Duke Yong.

The girl was young after all, and her seduction was subtle, with words left unsaid.

Mu Junyan reached out and gently stroked her bare neck, his burning fingers sliding down her cervical spine.

"You're still young. I'm already twenty-eight, it will be very hard for you."

This statement has a hidden meaning.

Gu Hua trembled as his fingers teased her, her face flushed, and her eyes sparkled with an alluring light.

"Yes, I'll get used to it gradually. At your age, Master, you should have a woman to serve you."

The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, as gentle as a feather brushing against the heart, instantly igniting Mu Junyan's passion.

Mu Junyan raised an eyebrow: "You think I'm too old?"

Gu Hua quickly shook her head: "No, no."

She bit her lip, looking conflicted: "It's not that I think you're too old, it's just that you're... very, very strong, and it might be a bit hard for me."

Mu Junyan's Adam's apple bobbed: "Then what do we do?"

Gu Hua's ears turned bright red, and her alluring eyes seemed to hold back her words: "I've come to the study a few more times, and I've gotten used to it."

The girl's voice was light and airy, yet her few words ignited Mu Junyan's anger.

He half-closed his eyes, his fingers tracing across her fair face, his fingertips lingering on her moist, red lips, gently rubbing them.

With his other hand, he pulled out her hairpin, and her black hair instantly fell down.

"bring it on."

His deep, hoarse voice suppressed his burgeoning primal desires.

Gu Hua felt a shiver run through her chest and obediently climbed up his legs.

The candle on the desk was not extinguished. Mu Junyan looked at the beautiful woman under the lamplight, who was hazy yet bright and lovely.

Yet, she was incredibly well-behaved, a pitiful little girl who was both timid and brave.

Mu Junyan's throat tightened involuntarily.

With a long arm, he pulled her onto the soft couch, showering her with passionate kisses until she was dizzy and breathless before finally letting go.

The men tonight did not drink.

Gu Hua then realized what it meant to be a lamb entering a tiger's den, and what it meant to be strong and robust.

In the early autumn night, a cold wind had already risen, but the room was filled with heat, and beads of sweat rubbed against the burning skin.

All night long, Gu Hua didn't want to move at all. She was so tired that she could barely keep her eyelids open and drifted off to sleep.

Mu Junyan walked out of the door wearing a robe, and Zhou Zhilan, who was waiting outside, quickly went in with a copper basin.

Zhou Zhilan lit a candle and suddenly saw the girl lying on the soft couch with her bare, snow-white back exposed, and the ambiguous marks on her arms made her blush.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect my lord to be so demanding.

Can that delicate young girl handle it?

Outside.

Chi Yu approached and whispered, "My lord, the Gu family sent an invitation to the young mistress tonight, asking her to take the second young lady out of the manor today or tomorrow."

Mu Junyan: "Take him back to the manor?"

"No. He's being taken to the brothel, Yichun."

Mu Junyan suddenly turned his head, glaring at Chi Yu, his whole body turning icy: "Sell her?"

Akabane hesitated for a moment: "No, it's for you, young master."

Mu Junyan's face darkened.

Zhou Zhilan came out carrying a copper basin and asked in a low voice, "My lord, should we send the young lady back to Ya Yun Pavilion?"

"Prepare the medicine." Mu Junyan turned and went into the room.

Zhou Zhilan opened her mouth and glanced at Chi Yu.

Akabane turned around.

He can't control that.

Zhou Zhilan sighed softly and had no choice but to go and prepare the herbal medicine.

Gu Hua's face was flushed, but she remained facing the wall.

She hadn't expected Mu Junyan to have Zhou Zhilan come and wash her. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it. So she pretended to be asleep and let Zhou Zhilan do whatever she wanted.

Hearing heavy, powerful footsteps approaching, her eyelashes trembled, and she continued to feign sleep.

Mu Junyan looked at the marks on her body, his eyes darkening slightly.

Be gentler next time.

The little girl's skin is so delicate; it turns red as soon as you touch it.

I noticed that her back twitched slightly, and her shoulder blades were in a somewhat stiff position.

Pretending to be asleep.

Mu Junyan leaned over, half-supporting himself with one arm, and wrapped the other arm around her back, lifting her chin, gently prying it outward, and biting her earlobe.

"Ah!" Gu Hua exclaimed softly, turning her head to glare at him.

Are you born in the Year of the Dog?

"How dare you glare at me!" Mu Junyan's lips curled slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

The little brat glared at him for the second time.

Even well-behaved cats have sharp claws.

Gu Hua was dazzled by his smile and stared at him blankly.

He's so handsome.

His eyebrows were like sharp blades, slanting downwards towards his temples. His eyes were like deep, cold pools, profound yet bright, capable of seeing through people's hearts at a glance. His nose was straight and prominent like a mountain ridge, exuding an air of soaring ambition.

His imposing presence usually makes people overlook his true appearance.

"Is he handsome?"

Mu Junyan was inexplicably pleased with the look of amazement in the young girl's eyes.

Gu Hua blushed, smiled, turned over, and hooked her arms around his neck.

"Yes, there is no man in the world as handsome as me."

Mu Junyan laughed again, pinched her pretty nose and shook it: "Is this another trick your aunt taught you to seduce men?"

Gu Hua's smile froze, her expression changed slightly, and she released her grip on his neck.

Mu Junyan knew she didn't want to mention Aunt Pei.

After all, she was her own mother.

How could she not resent her own mother who ruined her life?

"My lord, let me get up." Gu Hua pushed him.

"Do you want Gu Wanru to know?" Mu Junyan suddenly asked.

Gu Hua was taken aback, looking at Mu Junyan's expression, as if he really wanted her opinion.