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

When Song Wenjun brought Xiaotao back to the mansion, it was already dark.

It's hard not to arouse suspicion when she's away from home for such a long time for the first time.

When she returned to Qiufeng Courtyard, Gu Huaizhou was already waiting inside.

Seeing her return, Gu Huaizhou's eyes darkened, and he looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze: "Where did you go? Why are you so late?"

He appeared anxious on the surface, but the emotions in his eyes had already betrayed him.

He didn't care about Song Wenjun's safety at all; he only wanted to control her.

Song Wenjun looked at Gu Huaizhou with a puzzled expression, her face calm: "Husband, are you angry?"

"I...no." A flicker of panic crossed Gu Huaizhou's eyes, and he quickly changed his expression, saying anxiously, "Things have been unsettled lately, and I'm afraid something might happen to you. You should let me know where you're going, Madam."

His acting skills were not particularly superb, and were even somewhat clumsy, but it was precisely this kind of acting that made Song Wenjun completely fooled in her previous life.

Song Wenjun suppressed the hatred in her heart, and when she looked up again, her eyes were filled with a layer of crystal-clear water.

She slowly reached into her sleeve, took out a small box, gently placed it beside Gu Huaizhou, and then turned and left without saying a word.

Gu Huaizhou was about to say something more when Xiao Tao, with red eyes, said, "My lord, you have misunderstood Madam. The reason Madam has been away for so long is because you said a few days ago that the ink in the manor is not smooth enough. That's why Madam went to the neighboring county and inquired everywhere to find this pine soot ink for you."

Pine soot ink is extremely precious, with as many as forty-nine steps involved in its production process.

After it is made, it must be buried under a pine tree for a full year before it can be taken out.

This ink is jet black with a purplish sheen, and its color will not fade over the years when applied to paper.

It can be described as the gold of ink; even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

Gu Huaizhou was stunned. He had only casually mentioned that the ink flow was not smooth, but Song Wenjun remembered it.

Then, they found this precious piece of pine soot ink for him.

For a moment, he felt a mix of emotions he couldn't quite describe.

Gu Huaizhou held the inkstone and looked at it for a long time. He wanted to go and say something to Song Wenjun, but then he felt ridiculous.

He was a marquis, the head of the family.

It was only natural for Song Wenjun to try to please him.

After that, Gu Huaizhou put the pine soot ink in the drawer and ignored it.

As usual, he did not return to Qiufeng Courtyard, but stayed in the study.

Since Zhou found out about his affair with Jiang Miaoyin, Gu Huaizhou hadn't gone to see her for several days.

During the day, Jiang Miaoyin sent him a message, asking him to meet her in the evening.

Gu Huaizhou had originally agreed to see her, but Song Wenjun's appearance disrupted his plans.

At that moment, he didn't want to see anyone; he just wanted to be alone.

Early the next morning.

Akifuin.

Xiao Tao laid out breakfast on the table. When Song Wenjun saw that there was only one set of bowl and chopsticks, she reminded Xiao Tao, "Add another set."

"Madam, who else is coming?"

"The Marquis is coming."

Xiao Tao said in surprise, "He's been eating in his own courtyard these days, how could he have come here? Besides, doesn't Madam dislike him coming over?"

Song Wenjun slowly took out a packet of medicine powder from her sleeve, sprinkled it evenly into the porridge, and said with a smile, "How can he take the medicine if he doesn't come over?"

Xiao Tao gasped and covered her mouth, then whispered, "Madam, poison can kill people."

"Who said this is poison?"

"Then what is this?" Xiaotao asked, puzzled.

Song Wenjun rolled her eyes at her: "This is a medicine that prevents men from having children. It is harmless to women, but only works on men."

Xiao Tao grinned, picked up her chopsticks and stirred the porridge: "It's better to stir it more evenly, so that no one can tell."

"What was discovered?" The sudden voice startled Xiao Tao.

Fortunately, she remained calm and quickly turned around to curtsy to Gu Huaizhou, replying, "Your Excellency, Madam did not sleep well last night, and her eyes are a little swollen. I was just about to apply an egg to her eyes."

Gu Huaizhou looked closely and indeed saw that Song Wenjun's eyes were somewhat swollen.

He held out his hand to Xiaotao: "Give me the eggs."

There were boiled eggs on the table, which Xiao Tao handed to Gu Huaizhou.

As he peeled the eggs, he said to Song Wenjun, "I was wrong yesterday and made you sad. I should be punished."

Xiao Tao thought to herself, "Is she heartbroken?"

That's not true. Song Wenjun could eat and sleep well; she had no time to be sad.

Gu Huaizhou, being an ugly man, is always causing trouble; which eye of his saw that his wife was sad for him?

Gu Huaizhou thought about it all night, and the more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt.

He was too hasty yesterday; he really shouldn't have spoken to Song Wenjun in that tone.

He peeled the egg, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and then brought it close to Song Wenjun's face.

Song Wenjun leaned back to avoid his touch, a feeling of disgust rising in her heart.

With a stern face, she gestured to Gu Huaizhou, "If Your Excellency has not eaten, please eat here."

Seeing that she was neither warm nor cold towards him, Gu Huaizhou assumed that she was still angry with him.

He reached out and gently held Song Wenjun's head to prevent her from moving away, and whispered, "Madam, please don't move."

Song Wenjun had no choice but to suppress her disgust and let him roll the egg back and forth on her eyelids.

Fifteen minutes later, Gu Huaizhou stopped.

He looked closely at Song Wenjun's eyes and felt that the swelling had subsided somewhat before letting go of her.

Xiao Tao served him a bowl of thin porridge. Gu Huaizhou frowned when he saw the food on the table. There was only a plate of vegetarian dishes, two steamed buns, and a dish of pickled vegetables.

He felt it was too plain.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't acted recklessly, the household wouldn't be in such dire straits."

Holding the porridge in his hands, Gu Huaizhou felt a heavy weight in his heart.

Song Wenjun didn't mind: "Even such simple meals are not something ordinary people can afford every day. This is already very good."

The more she said that, the more guilty Gu Huaizhou felt.

I felt really bad after the meal.

Gu Huaizhou took a sip of porridge and asked somewhat absentmindedly, "Wenjun, I want to discuss something with you."

Song Wenjun smiled coldly to herself. Every time Gu Huaizhou needed her help, he would first show goodwill before making his request.

He was exactly the same as in his previous life, unchanged.

Song Wenjun remained calm and added some porridge to his bowl, saying, "Husband, please speak freely."

Her thoughtfulness put Gu Huaizhou at ease, and he smiled and said, "After the New Year, I want to change positions. As you know, the position of Commander of the Capital Guard is a tough job. To get promoted in this position, you either need to have connections, endure hardship, or be lucky enough to solve a big case. I don't have any of those three things, so it's really difficult to get ahead."

Seeing that Song Wenjun was listening attentively, he paused for a moment and then said, "Look at what I mentioned to you last time, could you help me think of a solution? After all, it's a bit difficult to support such a large family with my current salary. Besides, I have a bright future, so our son can avoid some detours in the future."