The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Song Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully Xiao Ji wasn't there.

She helped Xiao Tao into the carriage. Xiao Tao stood stiffly, afraid to move, lest she bump into or break something, which she couldn't afford to pay for.

Before long, the carriage entered the street, but it was not heading towards the Chu King's mansion; it was heading in the opposite direction.

Song Wenjun couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Your Highness say you had something important to discuss?"

"Your Highness originally intended to discuss matters with your wife, but due to unforeseen circumstances, we must reschedule. I will now escort your wife back to her residence."

Xiao Tao glanced at Song Wenjun cautiously and said in a low voice, "This Prince Chu's temperament is really unpredictable. He openly snatched the lady away from Consort Wan, causing the lady to be unable to attend the palace banquet. Now he says he is held up by other matters. In my opinion, he is doing it on purpose."

Song Wenjun's heart skipped a beat. Xiao Ji's actions were always bold, and no one could fathom his intentions.

He saved himself, probably for the sake of the princess.

But that's fine too, palace banquets are quite boring.

She was happy to go home and see her baby.

Before long, the carriage stopped in front of the Marquis's mansion.

As soon as Song Wenjun stepped down from the carriage, she looked up and saw Gu Huaizhou and Xue Qingwan standing together.

The two seemed to be heading out, neither of them expecting to meet at the door.

Xue Qingwan subconsciously took a step back behind Gu Huaizhou. Having learned from Jiang Miaoyin's experience, she didn't want to be targeted by Song Wenjun.

Gu Huaizhou stared straight at Song Wenjun, his eyes burning with anger.

His face was grim as he stared at Song Wenjun and asked in a cold voice, "The Marquis's mansion is not so poor that it cannot afford a carriage, yet the lady was sent back in someone else's carriage. Shouldn't you explain this to me?"

Gu Huaizhou expected Song Wenjun to be too nervous to speak, but to his surprise, she looked at him with an open and honest gaze.

She stopped in front of him, her eyes cold and sharp, and said, "Then you'll have to ask my good mother-in-law. Why did my carriage break down when we went out together, but she didn't even ask and just turned around and left? If the Marquis's mansion wants to ask, they'd better hurry, because it's embarrassing for you that I got off another man's carriage."

Gu Huaizhou's face turned pale and then red, and he said angrily, "Song Wenjun, don't test my bottom line."

"You still have a bottom line?" Song Wenjun scoffed, her eyes full of mockery. "If you had a bottom line, you wouldn't have gotten involved with your own sister-in-law. What right does someone who has no shame have to question me?"

After saying that, she turned and walked into the mansion.

Gu Huaizhou gritted his teeth and angrily asked his attendant, "Whose carriage was that just now?"

The servant looked horrified. Couldn't they see the Marquis of Chu with such a large character on the carriage?

Although he was inwardly complaining, he respectfully replied, "Replying to Your Excellency, it is a carriage from the Prince of Chu's residence."

"What, the Chu Prince's Mansion?" Gu Huaizhou looked surprised. When did Song Wenjun get involved with the Chu Prince?

He suddenly recalled the scene of Xiao Ji and Song Wenjun together a few days ago.

Could it be from that time?

But then I thought, wait a minute, Xiao Ji has such high standards.

He wouldn't even look down on the third young lady of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, so why would he take a fancy to Song Wenjun, a woman who has given birth?

She must be overthinking him, she must be.

Gu Huaizhou overturned all his deductions, but it felt like a thorn had been stuck in his heart.

Regardless of whether Song Wenjun had any relationship with Xiao Ji, the fact that she stepped off the carriage at the Chu Prince's residence today was like slapping him hard across the face.

He will never forgive.

From now on, even if Song Wenjun begs Gu Huaizhou, he will not go to her courtyard.

Xue Qingwan watched Song Wenjun walk away and gently tugged at Gu Huaizhou's sleeve: "My lord, are we going out or not?"

Gu Huaizhou's good mood vanished instantly. He glared at Xue Qingwan in annoyance and turned back.

"My lord, didn't you promise to buy me jewelry? How could you go back on your word?" Xue Qingwan rubbed her lower abdomen, feeling wronged.

Gu Huaizhou stopped and took out a purse from his waist, walking up to Xue Qingwan: "Go buy whatever you want."

After saying that, he left.

Xue Qingwan felt the purse in her hand was heavy, and her face immediately lit up with a smile.

She seemed eager to go out with him.

If it weren't for Yin, she wouldn't even bother pretending.

After receiving the silver, Xue Qingwan returned to her courtyard. She ordered her maids to stand guard outside and not allow anyone to enter.

After entering the room, Xue Qingwan prepared to hide the silver in a box under the dark pavilion.

After passing the screen, you can see a person lying on the bed, with one hand supporting their forehead and a carefree smile on their face.

His shirt was open, revealing the firm muscles on his chest.

Gu Huai'an is not bad-looking. Although his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Gu Huaizhou's, his eye sockets are deeper.

In addition, his high nose bridge makes his facial features more three-dimensional.

He's sweet-talking, knows how to get things done, and is very romantic.

After a few rounds, Xue Qingwan fell into his hands.

Apart from lacking the status of a marquis, Gu Huai'an was far superior to Gu Huaizhou.

Xue Qingwan gasped and quickly stepped forward, lowering her voice to say, "Are you crazy? Why did you come here during the day?"

If the two were to meet, it would be at night when no one was around. Xue Qingwan would send away all the maids and servants, leaving a crack in the back window.

Gu Huai'an gently lifted the window and jumped in from outside. The two were like dry wood meeting a raging fire, often entangled until dawn.

"I came here because I missed you." Gu Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, like a lazy fox. He patted the bedding on the bed and beckoned Xue Qingwan to come forward.

Seeing that no one was around, Xue Qingwan boldly lay down in his arms.

A large hand touched her lower abdomen. A glint flashed in Gu Huai'an's eyes, and he said with a smile, his words half-truth and half-lie: "Seeing you go out with him makes my heart feel like it's being ripped out."

Xue Qingwan sighed and said helplessly, "I don't want to either, but it's not good for us to keep sneaking around like this. I'm really afraid that one day the truth will come out, and then my fate will be like Jiang Miaoyin's..."

"No, I won't." Gu Huai'an said firmly, "I won't let you fall into that situation. I'm not Gu Huaizhou."

"I believe you." Xue Qingwan's eyes sparkled with infatuation. She snuggled against Gu Huai'an's chest and said, "Please take me away from here. Let's go somewhere where no one knows us."

Gu Huai'an paused, then chuckled softly: "You want to leave?"

"Don't you want to come with me? Do you want to keep sneaking around with me forever?"

“How could that be?” Gu Huai’an gently tapped Xue Qingwan’s nose with his finger. “I just feel that perhaps it’s not the two of us who should leave, but them.”

Xue Qingwan froze instantly, and the smile on her face vanished in an instant.

She looked at Gu Huai'an with some panic: "What do you mean by that?"

Gu Huai'an reached out and tucked a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead behind her ear, and said with a smile, "As long as Gu Huaizhou makes an unforgivable mistake, the title of Marquis will definitely fall into my hands."