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

puff……

A long, melodious fart broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

What followed was a strong, sour, and foul smell.

The little one waved his tiny hands vigorously at Gu Huaizhou from inside his swaddling clothes, as if to say, "Stay away from my mother."

Gu Huaizhou's eyes twitched rapidly a few times; this smell...

He suddenly took a few steps back, a look of disgust in his eyes, and said to Song Wenjun, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do. You, you go ahead and do your work."

After saying that, he left Qiufeng Courtyard without looking back.

Seeing his disheveled escape, Song Wenjun couldn't help but laugh.

She reached out and tapped Yan Yan's nose with her finger, and said with a smile, "Baby, you are so amazing, you have done your mother a great favor."

The little guy seemed to understand that his mother was praising him, and he opened his little mouth and laughed out loud.

At this moment, Xiao Tao walked in from outside with a big smile and said, "Madam, Master is back."

"Brother, he's back?" Song Wenjun was overjoyed upon hearing this good news.

Their parents passed away when the two siblings were still very young.

She and her brother depended on each other since childhood; her brother was her support and her everything.

However, because of her stubbornness, Song Jinshu was also harmed by Gu Huaizhou in her previous life. Even her little nephew who was not yet three years old was poisoned, and all of the Song family's property fell into his hands.

Song Wenjun felt an indescribable sense of guilt. Her brother had protected her for a lifetime, and in this lifetime, he would protect her and safeguard her.

Seeing that Song Wenjun's eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry, Xiao Tao couldn't help but ask, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just happy."

Xiao Tao breathed a sigh of relief. To make Song Wenjun happy, she chose to say things she liked: "The master brought back a lot of gifts from Xuzhou this time. He also said that when the young master is a month old, he will come to cut his hair to celebrate his birth."

In the customs of Nanyue Kingdom, when a child reaches one month old, there are procedures such as walking on tassels, wearing silver bracelets, combing hair, removing the first hair, and rolling on the forehead.

One of the most important things is the removal of the baby's hair.

It symbolizes that the baby will never have to worry about food and clothing.

There are specific rules for the person who performs the abortion; it must be done by the baby's maternal uncle.

If there is no maternal uncle, then the father will take care of the child.

Having faced these demons and monsters all alone for so long, Song Wenjun's return was like a ray of hope falling upon her.

How could she not be moved?

"In order to make it to the young master's full moon celebration, the master arrived eight days early. It snowed heavily in Xuzhou early on, making it difficult for the carriage to travel. The master and his party then took a waterway through Jingzhou, which is how they returned to the capital ahead of schedule."

Song Wenjun's heart skipped a beat. Her elder brother suffered from severe seasickness and would vomit violently as soon as he boarded a ship.

He was willing to endure so much suffering just to rush back to celebrate Yan Yan's one-month birthday.

Song Wenjun's nose tingled and she almost burst into tears again. Seeing this, Xiao Tao hurriedly advised, "Madam, you are still in your postpartum period, you must not cry anymore, be careful not to hurt your eyes."

"I know." Song Wenjun forced back her tears, but her heart still ached terribly.

I'm just looking forward to my older brother's arrival on the day my child turns one month old, so we can get together.

Feeling depressed, Gu Huaizhou had nowhere to go after leaving Qiufeng Courtyard, so he went to Jiang Miaoyin's place.

Jiang Miaoyin was overjoyed by his arrival.

"Gu Lang, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long." Jiang Miaoyin nestled tenderly in Gu Huaizhou's arms like a boneless snake.

Seeing Jiang Miaoyin, Gu Huaizhou felt some of the gloom in his heart dissipate.

He pointed a finger at Jiang Miaoyin's forehead and smiled, "Only you truly understand my heart."

"All I want in this life is to be with you, even if it means going to hell." Jiang Miaoyin's words made Gu Huaizhou laugh heartily. At this moment, a maid brought over some medicine and handed it to Jiang Miaoyin.

She frowned and said awkwardly, "This medicine is so bitter, when will I be able to stop drinking it?"

"This is a great thing for replenishing your qi and blood. It will be good for your health if you drink it." Gu Huaizhou's eyes were full of tenderness, and even his tone of voice was gentle and doting.

Jiang Miaoyin finally smiled and said in a childish tone, "Then you feed me."

"Okay, okay, I'll feed you."

The more she acted childishly, the happier Gu Huaizhou became. He picked up the medicine, took a spoon, scooped a spoonful, and held it to Jiang Miaoyin's lips, coaxing, "Drink it quickly."

Jiang Miaoyin obediently took a sip, then stopped as if she remembered something and asked Gu Huaizhou, "Your wife drinks this laced-up medicine every day, right? Doesn't she suspect you?"

“Her,” Gu Huaizhou said with disdain when he mentioned Song Wenjun, “she loved me to death. She would do anything for me, even if I asked her to die. How could she suspect that the medicine had been tampered with? Besides, she doesn’t have the brains for that.”

Hearing Gu Huaizhou denigrate Song Wenjun to the point of being utterly worthless, Jiang Miaoyin giggled.

He drank the entire herbal medicine in one go.

She thought Song Wenjun was drinking a decoction containing lily of the valley that would cause chronic poisoning, but little did she know that what she was drinking was poison.

Moreover, the medicine she drank was personally fed to her by Gu Huaizhou.

"Gu Lang, I want to go back to attend the baby's one-month celebration. I've already prepared the gifts for the baby." Jiang Miaoyin was very excited at the thought of seeing her child.

Gu Huaizhou replied with a smile, "Of course, that's our child, we have to be there."

Jiang Miaoyin held out her hand to him, a joyful expression on her face, and beckoned with her finger: "What about what you promised me?"

"Huh? What?" Gu Huaizhou was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Jiang Miaoyin was talking about.

The hairpin she mentioned—he had already given it to Song Wenjun to please her.

Now that Jiang Miaoyin is asking him for this, Gu Huaizhou can't produce it, so he can only make up an excuse: "Unfortunately, that hairpin has been bought by someone else, but don't worry, I've already reserved another one for you, and I guarantee you'll be able to wear it on the day the baby is one month old."

Jiang Miaoyin was initially quite unhappy, but when she heard that Gu Huaizhou had customized another one for her, she stopped worrying about it.

She nodded obediently: "I really hope to go back to the manor soon. It's so cold and damp here, I can hardly stand it anymore."

"Just bear with it a little longer, it will be over soon. I mentioned to my mother a few days ago that you are coming back to the mansion soon, and she also told me to bring you back as soon as possible."

Jiang Miaoyin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, we can be together every day soon."

Gu Huaizhou also embraced her emotionally and sighed, "Yes."

……

A month passed quickly, and on the last day of Song Wenjun's postpartum confinement, Jiang Miaoyin was brought back to the mansion.

Because she was praying for her deceased husband, she didn't make a fuss about returning home.

Zhou had someone open the side gate so that Jiang Miaoyin could return to her own courtyard.

Everything was done quietly, like a thief.

Jiang Miaoyin was angry, but she had to pretend to be magnanimous.

The first thing she did upon returning home was to pay her respects to her mother-in-law, Madam Zhou: "Greetings, Mother. I have missed you dearly, having not seen you for a year. How are you, Mother?"

"Get up." Zhou felt heartbroken thinking of her eldest son, and Jiang Miaoyin felt heartbroken as well: "You've had a hard year."

"The daughter-in-law is doing it willingly."

Zhou nodded in satisfaction: "Your sister-in-law just had a baby boy. She must be bored during her postpartum period alone. Spend more time with her and look after the baby. Maybe it will make you feel better."

Jiang Miaoyin slightly curled her lips: "I will listen to Mother in everything."

Seeing how well-behaved she was, Madam Zhou felt relieved and chatted with her for a while before having someone send Jiang Miaoyin back to her courtyard.