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

Akifuin.

As soon as Gu Huaizhou stepped into the courtyard, he sensed something different.

He frowned and carefully scanned the area before discovering that all the bamboo planted for Song Wenjun had been cut down.

Without the bamboo, only bare land remains, which looks quite abrupt.

When the servants saw Gu Huaizhou appear, they hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully said, "Lord Marquis."

Gu Huaizhou responded, then pointed to the patch of green bamboo and asked, "Where's the bamboo?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, the bamboo was cut down by the Madam. She said the bamboo blocked the sunlight, which was bad for the young master."

The maid's first sentence made Gu Huaizhou feel very bad, but the second sentence made his brows relax.

It turned out that it was all for the sake of the child; he had thought that Song Wenjun had changed her mind about him.

It's ridiculous that this thought even popped into her head. Song Wenjun loved him to the core, and she would have gone without hesitation even if it meant her death.

How could he possibly change his mind?

The gloom in Gu Huaizhou's heart dissipated. He waved to the little maid and then went into the house.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Gu Huaizhou smelled a strong mixture of milky and urine odors.

He instinctively covered his nose, but then, remembering something, he put his hand down.

This is his son's smell, what's there to be disgusted about?

What he really disliked was the smell of Song Wenjun after childbirth.

"Lord Marquis." Xiao Tao looked surprised when she saw Gu Huaizhou appear.

But soon, things returned to calm.

He's just a scumbag, what's there to be afraid of?

Song Wenjun also raised her head and glanced at him indifferently before turning her gaze back to the child.

The little one just vomited milk and peed.

She and Xiaotao were changing his diaper and washing his bottom.

"The child just urinated, Your Excellency, please wait a moment."

Song Wenjun didn't mind the mess at all and changed the baby's diaper herself. Gu Huaizhou watched her change the diaper and couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you have a servant do it?"

“I don’t trust anyone else to do it. These servants don’t know their own strength. It would be bad if they hurt the child.”

Song Wenjun wasn't complaining about the servants' lack of manners; she was afraid someone would harm her son.

However, she didn't need to tell Gu Huaizhou these things. The child belonged to her alone; he was merely a seed-planter.

Seeing Gu Huaizhou's furrowed brows and preoccupied expression, Song Wenjun found it amusing.

He's been running back and forth these past few days, and even a body of iron is about to give out.

He had to take care of Jiang Miaoyin and deal with her fussy mother. No wonder he looked so haggard after just a few days.

After cleaning the child up, Song Wenjun had Xiao Tao hold him.

Gu Huaizhou then stepped forward and extended his arm, saying to Xiao Tao, "Give me the child."

Xiao Tao wasn't afraid that he would harm the child, after all, Gu Huaizhou believed that this was the son Jiang Miaoyin had given birth to for him.

She handed the child to Gu Huaizhou, and Song Wenjun's smile faded.

If possible, she hoped that Gu Huaizhou would never touch her son.

Gu Huaizhou was a little awkward at first, but gradually he got the hang of it.

He kept teasing the child, trying to make him laugh.

But the little baby was either sleeping with his eyes closed, or he would open his eyes, glance at him, and yawn.

The child was nowhere near as lively as when Song Wenjun was with him. Gu Huaizhou found it boring and handed the child back to Song Wenjun, saying, "You should coax the child. This child doesn't even recognize me."

Song Wenjun took the child and gently patted him. The little one grinned at her before falling asleep contentedly.

"Are you feeling any better?" Gu Huaizhou suddenly asked.

He always makes sure to lay the groundwork before anything happens.

Gu Huaizhou was like a precise hunter, knowing where to set the net, when to pull it in, and finally perfectly capturing his prey.

People like him actually live a very tiring life, always calculating and weighing things.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Song Wenjun knew what Gu Huaizhou was going to say. She smiled and replied, "Much better."

She wanted to see just how thick-skinned Gu Huaizhou could be.

Is it really necessary to have a woman who has just given birth take care of his demanding mother?

"Oh." Gu Huaizhou visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately wanted to take a hand and massage Song Wenjun's shoulders.

But as soon as he reached out his hand, Song Wenjun dodged it.

Gu Huaizhou's hand missed its target, and he looked at her with a puzzled expression. Song Wenjun pointed to the child and whispered, "The child has just fallen asleep, don't wake him. Just tell me what you need to say."

The doubt in Gu Huaizhou's eyes dissipated, and he smiled at Song Wenjun, saying, "Mother's headache has flared up again..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Tao came over with a bowl of medicine: "Madam, the medicine is ready. Please drink it while it's hot. The doctor said you have too much postpartum bleeding and shouldn't overexert yourself. Put the baby down so your hands don't hurt later."

Interrupted by Xiao Tao, Gu Huaizhou swallowed his words.

Song Wenjun gently placed the child on the bed, picked up the medicine, and slowly drank it all.

After wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, she feigned ignorance and asked Gu Huaizhou, "What were you trying to say to me just now?"

"Mother's headache is an old problem. We've already called a doctor, so you don't need to worry about it. It's just that she misses you and wants to see the children. She keeps saying she wants to come see you, but unfortunately, she's not feeling well and can't get up. I heard from Aunt Qi that she feels guilty and can't sleep at night. It's inevitable that old people think a lot. You don't need to pay attention to her. Just pretend I didn't say these things."

Gu Huaizhou knew best how to manipulate Song Wenjun; her biggest flaw was her soft heart.

He had used this tactic of retreating to advance countless times, and it worked very well.

A calculating glint flashed in Gu Huaizhou's eyes. He knew Song Wenjun would anxiously inquire about her mother's condition and then, despite her own discomfort, go to take care of her.

however.

After waiting for a long time, Song Wenjun sighed and said slowly, "My mother treats me like her own daughter. I only regret that my body is not strong enough to go and take care of her. However, I do know a folk remedy. I will have Xiao Tao decoct the medicine and send it to my mother in a while. That will fulfill my filial duty."

Gu Huaizhou looked surprised; this wasn't like Song Wenjun at all.

It's really strange that she didn't take the bait.

On second thought, perhaps she really wasn't feeling well, which is why she didn't agree.

Just as Gu Huaizhou was pondering, Song Wenjun spoke up again: "If my husband could massage Mother and give her some medicine, her headache would surely get better faster."

Gu Huaizhou gave an unnatural smile: "I would like to fulfill my filial duty to my mother, but I have been tied up with official duties these past few days and simply cannot find the time."

To avoid putting pressure on him, Gu Huaizhou changed the subject: "Does your folk remedy work?"

"Of course it works! Aunt Liu was also having a terrible headache, but after using the folk remedy Madam gave her, she recovered in just two days," Xiao Tao interjected at the opportune moment.

A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't respect his own mother, but he's quite good at ordering his wife around.

shameless.