Gu Chusheng furrowed his brow, feeling that things had taken an unexpected turn.
He had been at odds with Wei Yun all his life but believed he understood the man well enough. Wei Yun was known to be protective of his own, placing great importance on family. He was also a person who respected others and would never force his will upon anyone.
Chu Yu’s actions in Kunyang had reached Gu Chusheng’s ears. With such a debt of gratitude, Wei Yun would surely keep it close to his heart and plan for Chu Yu’s future.
Gu Chusheng’s urgency stemmed from this consideration. If Wei Yun were to act on his own and marry Chu Yu without a word, there might not be a second Wei Jun to die young.
Although he was certain that Chu Yu had feelings for him at this moment and wouldn’t simply do whatever Wei Yun said, the world was full of changes. It was better to be safe than sorry. This was why Gu Chusheng had rushed back to Huajing, first orchestrating Yao Yong’s surrender and demonstrating his abilities and tactics to Wei Yun. Then, he expressed his intentions to Wei Yun, hinting at his and Chu Yu’s childhood friendship and mutual affection. This way, even if Wei Yun didn’t agree immediately, he would at least consider Gu Chusheng as a potential candidate.
However, Wei Yun’s direct mockery now caught Gu Chusheng by surprise.
He took a deep breath and calmly said, “If it’s because this official’s current power and status are insufficient to match Madam Wei, may I ask the Marquis, what position should I attain before I am qualified to propose?”
Upon hearing this, Wei Yun felt a surge of anger, as if he wanted to flip the table in front of this man.
He wasn’t sure exactly what he was so angry about, but looking at Gu Chusheng’s persistent and pestering face, he found it particularly detestable.
However, his expression remained unchanged as he held his wine cup, saying nothing.
What position would be worthy?
Wei Yun asked himself, but after much thought, whether Gu Chusheng was a ninth-rank county magistrate, a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, or even the current Prime Minister, or if one day Gu Chusheng became the Emperor, Wei Yun still felt he wouldn’t be worthy.
He raised his eyes to examine Gu Chusheng, who unconsciously straightened his back.
Objectively speaking, Gu Chusheng was extremely handsome, refined, and elegant. Though he appeared to be a frail scholar, as he knelt upright across from Wei Yun, he exuded the unique pride and integrity of a learned man. Any woman who saw him would inevitably praise his appearance.
In Huajing, delicate and romantic features were considered beautiful. Therefore, even though the sons of the Wei family might have more striking features, they still fell short when compared to the young nobles of Huajing. Gu Chusheng, born into the scholarly Gu family, had been raised with etiquette and order since childhood. His every move carried an air of refinement and cultivation, making him pleasing to the eye.
But the more Wei Yun looked at him, the more uncomfortable he felt, always thinking this man had a shifty gaze and a despicable face.
After pondering for a long time, Wei Yun finally found the reason why he disliked this man.
“Since you rejected my sister-in-law back then, there’s no reason to turn back now,” he said.
Thinking of this, Wei Yun felt a sense of relief in his heart. He put down his teacup and said coldly, “My sister-in-law is such a proud woman, how could she allow you to come and go as you please? If you didn’t cherish her properly back then, don’t put on an act now. If you’re willing, you and I can continue to cooperate and work on your career. If you’re unwilling, then please leave on your own. With your strategic mind, sir, I’m sure you don’t solely rely on the Wei family. I’ll have someone escort you until you find a place to settle.”
Gu Chusheng remained silent. Wei Yun, not wanting to say more, stood up to leave. However, just as he turned around, Gu Chusheng slowly smiled.
“The Marquis speaks truly,” Gu Chusheng said calmly. Wei Yun slowly turned back to see Gu Chusheng lowering his eyes, a smile on his lips. “Not cherishing her properly back then, how could one word or sentence now move her heart? One must acknowledge mistakes made and atone for sins committed. I understand this.”
Wei Yun silently watched him, waiting for Gu Chusheng’s next words. Gu Chusheng looked up at Wei Yun, his expression pleading, “However, whether to forgive or not is a matter between Madam Wei and myself. May I request that the Marquis respect Madam Wei’s wishes? Whether Madam Wei marries or not, please do not force her, General.”
Wei Yun clenched his fist. He felt waves churning inside, but his face maintained that cold expression. He only responded with a “Very well.”
When had he ever not respected her wishes?
Gu Chusheng was worrying for nothing.
Seeing Gu Chusheng’s relieved look, Wei Yun couldn’t help but taunt him: “I won’t force her to marry, but Gu Chusheng, not everyone will wait in the same place. One day she will fall in love with someone else, and when that time comes, I will personally send her off to be married, without any hindrance.”
Hearing these words, Gu Chusheng was slightly taken aback. Then he chuckled lightly and said calmly, “I understand.”
His nonchalant attitude stirred Wei Yun’s blood. He had intended to provoke Gu Chusheng, but as the words left his mouth, he felt as if he had stabbed himself instead. Gu Chusheng’s calm demeanor stood in stark contrast to his aggressive posturing. In that instant, Wei Yun felt like a puppy whose fur hadn’t even fully grown, snarling at a wolf.
He barked and growled nervously, while the other maintained a composed demeanor that seemed to have seen it all.
This comparison made Wei Yun feel bitter inside. The more he interacted with Gu Chusheng, the more he understood why Chu Yu would be willing to abandon everything, including a marriage to his brother that everyone praised, and choose to elope with this man, like Hong Fu in the night.
He and Wei Yun’s brother were both people with strong inner cores, completely different from a young pup like himself who was merely putting on a brave face.
Wei Yun said no more to him and strode back to his room. Holding back his anger, he sent Wei Xia, Wei Qiu, and the others away, then kicked over the stand holding flower vases.
Outside, Wei Xia heard the crashing sounds from within and couldn’t help but shudder. Wei Qiu turned to leave, and Wei Xia chased after him, asking in a low voice, “Where are you going?”
“To find Madam Wei.”
Wei Qiu gave Wei Xia a look as if he were looking at an idiot, and Wei Xia immediately understood.
Wei Yun had always been like this, smashing things when he was unhappy. In the past, it was always Wei Jun who would stop him. Now that Wei Jun was gone, only Chu Yu could restrain Wei Yun. Liu Xueyang was someone who didn’t interfere in such matters; if told about this, she would only say, “What can we do? Well… just let him smash things? He’ll stop when he gets tired.”
But Wei Yun had always been exceptionally strong. By the time he got tired, he might have torn down the entire Wei mansion.
So Wei Xia urged Wei Qiu, “I’ll keep watch here, you go quickly.”
Wei Qiu nodded and went to find someone to locate Chu Yu.
Chu Yu had just finished dining with Liu Xueyang in the dining hall and was chatting with the women of the family. Wang Lan was nearing her due date, and everyone was surrounding her, asking questions and giving advice on how to ensure a smooth delivery. Chu Yu was smiling as she placed her hand on Wang Lan’s belly to feel the baby’s movements when Wei Qiu walked in and respectfully said, “Madam Wei.”
Chu Yu looked up at Wei Qiu’s expression and knew he had come with a matter to discuss.
She smiled and excused herself from Jiang Chun and Liu Xueyang, then came to the corridor and frowned, asking, “What’s the matter?”
“The young Marquis had an unpleasant conversation with Gu Chusheng and is now smashing things in his room.”
Hearing this, Chu Yu was slightly taken aback. She knew of Gu Chusheng’s abilities. Since he had gone to such lengths to set up this grand scheme, he shouldn’t be quarreling with Wei Yun at this critical juncture. Moreover, Wei Yun was always broad-minded in his dealings with others. If Gu Chusheng didn’t cause trouble, Wei Yun would certainly not be displeased.
So Chu Yu immediately felt that Gu Chusheng must have done something outrageous again. She was somewhat dissatisfied and started walking towards Wei Yun’s room, asking, “Do you know what they said?”
“I don’t know,” Wei Qiu replied calmly.
He did know, but as a good guard, the most basic principle was that when it came to the master’s affairs, he knew nothing.
Even if he and Wei Xia saw everything clearly, nothing should be clear to them. If a person knows too much and sees too clearly, it’s not easy to live long.
Chu Yu knew she couldn’t get anything out of Wei Qiu, so she strode toward Wei Yun’s room. As she reached the door, she heard the sound of porcelain shattering from inside. Wei Xia, crouching by the door, raised his hands to cover his ears, flinching along with the sound.
Chu Yu reached the door and knocked, only to hear Wei Yun’s angry voice from inside: “Go away, don’t bother me!”
“Little Seven, it’s me.”
Hearing this, Wei Yun inside was stunned. He stood amidst the mess, and the childishness that contrasted so sharply with Gu Chusheng seemed even more glaringly obvious in this chaos.
Wei Yun pressed his lips together and said stiffly, “Sister-in-law, I’m not feeling well today. If there’s anything, please come another day.”
“Oh, not feeling well?” Chu Yu outside drew out her voice understandingly, then added with a smile, “Then open the door, let me see what’s wrong with our Little Seven. Is the illness in your body, or your heart?”
Wei Yun didn’t respond, so Chu Yu placed her hand on the door and said with a smile, “If you don’t open it, I’ll kick it down.”
“Don’t!” Wei Yun quickly called out, afraid that Chu Yu would kick the door open and see the mess inside. Wei Yun took a deep breath and finally said, “Please wait outside for a moment, sister-in-law. I’ll come out.”
Chu Yu didn’t push him. It wouldn’t be proper for the dignified Marquis Zhenguo to be seen in such a childish state. Wei Yun was also a person who cared about face and naturally wouldn’t want her to enter the room now. So Chu Yu turned her back, standing in the corridor with her hands behind her back. She instructed Wei Xia to bring some wine and snacks and then looked up at the moon.
Seeing that there was no more urging from outside, Wei Yun took a deep breath and hurried to the mirror to tidy his clothes and comb his hair. He hadn’t yet reached the age for the capping ceremony, and although according to Huajing’s trends, young officials like him who hadn’t reached their weak years could use hair ornaments as decorations, it wasn’t mandatory. Therefore, families of military background like Wei Yun’s, weren’t accustomed to wearing those complex hair ornaments. They only used a hair tie to bind their hair, at most adding some embellishments to the hair tie. But for someone as simple as Wei Yun, even the hair tie had no decorations.
Such a hair tie was simple, indeed, but it also showed a complete lack of aesthetic sense. Wei Yun hadn’t noticed before, but after observing Gu Chusheng today and looking at this plain hair tie, he felt somewhat dissatisfied.
He felt that these thoughts were odd and didn’t know what he was thinking. After fiddling with his hair for a while, he angrily slammed the table and opened the door to walk out.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Chu Yu standing with her hands behind her back, facing away from him and looking up at the bright moon.
She wore plain clothes with wide sleeves, her hair simply tied back with a red hair tie, giving her somewhat of an unrestrained scholarly air.
Wei Yun stood behind her, watching. Chu Yu heard the sound of the door closing and turned her head with a smile, “You’re out?”
“Mm.” Wei Yun lowered his eyes without saying much, feeling a sense of inferiority welling up inside him. He felt as if the person before him was like a fairy who had descended from the moon palace, while he was just a reckless mortal boy, unworthy of touch.
Chu Yu beckoned him to the edge of the corridor where wine, water, and snacks had been prepared. She sat down leaning against a pillar and pointed to the seat across from her, “Sit.”
Wei Yun obediently sat down. Chu Yu leaned against the pillar with her legs bent, holding a cup of wine and smiling as she looked at Wei Yun. Wei Yun sat with his feet on the edge of the corridor, his hands at his sides, eyes lowered, looking like a little girl.
Chu Yu couldn’t help but laugh, but she didn’t dare to provoke him further at this moment. She suppressed her smile and said, “How did you end up quarreling with Gu Chusheng? Tell me about it.”
“That scoundrel,” Wei Yun didn’t speak directly, but turned his head and scolded, “Arrogant!”
“Mm.” Chu Yu nodded. On this point, she agreed. Gu Chusheng was extremely arrogant at heart, a complete gambling addict when it came to politics, always believing he wouldn’t lose.
Thinking about it, she feared this attitude had angered Wei Yun. She smiled and said, “That’s how he is. People with some talent often have a bit of a temper. You’ll see more of it in the future, you need to learn to be more tolerant.”
As she spoke, she poured a cup of wine for Wei Yun, “Those who do great things can’t be too sensitive, otherwise they become jealous and suspicious. Over time, they’ll go down the wrong path and won’t be able to attract talented people to serve them.”
“I understand everything sister-in-law is saying,” Wei Yun lowered his head, allowing Chu Yu to place the wine cup beside his hand. He lowered his eyes and said, “Why don’t you tell me about you and Gu Chusheng?”
He shouldn’t have asked. He had never been one to pry into Chu Yu’s past. But hearing Gu Chusheng say “he and Chu Yu were childhood sweethearts, and they had a symbol that only the two of them recognized,” hearing Chu Yu talk about how well she knew Gu Chusheng and what his temperament was like, he felt a strange sense of rejection welling up inside him. He felt like an outsider, unable to enter their world. He didn’t even know what their world had been through.
However, after asking this question, Wei Yun felt it was impolite and quickly added, “I’m just curious, it’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it.”
“There’s not much to say,” Chu Yu replied.
Chu Yu lowered her eyes. No one had ever asked about her relationship with Gu Chusheng before. It was as if her love for Gu Chusheng had come out of nowhere. When she said she loved him, everyone simply accepted it, and no one had ever asked why.
“I think the story of me and him starts from when I was twelve years old,” Chu Yu began softly. In truth, her beginning with Gu Chusheng wasn’t complicated. She was rescued on the battlefield, which led to a long period of secret admiration. Encouraged by Chu Jin to elope, she was then rejected.
The fifteen-year-old Chu Yu and Gu Chusheng – it was very simple, just that.
“After meeting your brother, I realized that what I loved wasn’t Gu Chusheng, but the illusion he gave me. When he reached out his hand to me at twelve, I thought he would give me love, but in reality, he wouldn’t give it, nor did he have the responsibility to do so. I’m not much different from Chu Jin. Chu Jin never felt love in her family, so she used every method and means to pursue someone who would be good to her. I was the same.”
In her previous life, she had persisted for twelve years, seeking fulfillment for her heart. Not having obtained it in her youth, she desperately craved it.
Looking back, weren’t Chu Jin’s desperate methods and her desires essentially the same?
She had come to understand Chu Jin, and in doing so, understood herself. However, she couldn’t explain how she had gained these insights, so she used Wei Jun as a cover, expressing her realizations: “Everyone’s heart has imperfections, unfulfilled parts, but we can’t live forever in that incompleteness.”
“So you gave up on Gu Chusheng?” Wei Yun furrowed his brow.
Chu Yu smiled lightly, “I should say, I let go of my obsession. As for Gu Chusheng…” She took a sip of wine and sighed softly, “Perhaps I liked him once, but once I let go, it was truly over. Looking at him now, he’s just a passerby to me. If it weren’t for helping you, I probably wouldn’t see him again in this lifetime.”
Wei Yun didn’t continue the conversation. He lowered his head, looking at the pebbles in the courtyard below. After a long while, he slowly said, “Actually, I’m not angry at Gu Chusheng, but at myself.”
“Hm?” Chu Yu was a bit confused, “What are you angry at yourself for?”
Wei Yun was silent for a moment. Chu Yu waited quietly. After a long time, Wei Yun finally raised his head, looking at Chu Yu seriously, and said with some trepidation, “Sister-in-law, am I too childish?”
Hearing this, Chu Yu was slightly taken aback. After a moment, she laughed, “Is that what you’re upset about?”
“Gu Chusheng and I are only three years apart,” Wei Yun pressed his lips together, “But I feel that his mental depth makes me feel ashamed. Compared to him, I always feel like I’m just putting on airs, deliberately feigning maturity. He, on the other hand, is truly cunning and calculating. Whether it’s controlling emotions or guessing people’s hearts, he’s so precise it’s frightening.”
Chu Yu listened and took a sip of wine, “You think you’re putting on airs on the outside, but how do you know he’s not doing the same in front of you?”
She still remembered what Gu Chusheng was like in his youth. The seventeen-year-old Gu Chusheng wasn’t much different from the fourteen-year-old Wei Yun, neither was significantly better than the other. They were both heaven’s favored children, just excelling in different areas. How could there be such a vast difference?
It’s just that Gu Chusheng was indeed older, and had always been good at putting on airs. He probably intimidated Wei Yun.
She raised her hand and patted Wei Yun’s shoulder, “Don’t be discouraged. If you feel you’re not as good as him, then work hard. Besides, I think our Little Seven is better than him in every way. How could you not be as good as Gu Chusheng?”
Hearing this, Wei Yun raised his head and asked seriously, “Then in what ways am I better than him?”
Chu Yu was caught off guard, not expecting Wei Yun to ask this question so seriously when she had just said it casually.
However, the young man’s expression was clear and serious, allowing no deception or hesitation. After a moment of silence, Chu Yu slowly said, “You’re much better than him in so many ways, I can’t list them all at once.”
“Then take your time to tell me, and I’ll listen slowly.”
Wei Yun picked up his wine cup and looked ahead. Chu Yu sighed, leaned against the pillar, stared at Wei Yun, and began to think seriously, “You’re better-looking than him.”
Unexpectedly starting with this, Wei Yun stiffened slightly. Seeing that he seemed embarrassed by the compliment, Chu Yu couldn’t help but laugh heartily, “Our Little Seven probably doesn’t know how handsome he is. Do you know that when I was still unmarried, you came back triumphantly with your father at the age of thirteen, and I went with other noble young ladies to welcome you? I was sitting in a teahouse box, watching the Wei family’s sons lead the army into the city. That day, you were following behind your brother, and as soon as you appeared, I heard people say, ‘Oh my, that young master is so handsome! I can’t take my eyes off him. He’ll be the most beautiful man in Huajing when he grows up.'”
Chu Yu exaggeratedly imitated the young lady’s tone, and as she spoke, she couldn’t help but laugh. Wei Yun quietly watched her, “Did sister-in-law see me then too?”
“I did,” Chu Yu recalled that distant past. It should have been fourteen years ago, but when she deliberately recalled it, it felt as if the memory was just yesterday. She should have long forgotten it, yet at this moment, she remembered the image of the Wei family’s sons entering the city in silver armor, full of vigor. Chu Yu took a sip of wine and sighed, “I saw you at first glance.”
Hearing this, Wei Yun’s heart finally eased a bit.
He realized he was indeed easily swayed by kind words. Chu Yu’s compliments made him feel happy. So he asked again, “Besides being good-looking, what else am I better at than Gu Chusheng?”
Chu Yu didn’t speak. She had drunk a bit too much and raised her eyes to look at the young man’s clear eyes. Those eyes were like jewels, inviting one to peer closer. Chu Yu couldn’t help but lean forward, gently pointing her jade-like finger at Wei Yun’s chest. Her lips, like thin cherry blossoms, uttered two words: “Righteous heart.”
“You are like the bright moon in the sky,” she smiled lightly, “He is like the late-coming fragrance under the moon. A’Yun, you don’t need to compare yourself with him. Flowers will wither, only the sun and moon are eternal. In one’s life, only a righteous heart can last long.”
“Intelligence and background are not the most important things. How to be a person is the fundamental thing that determines one’s fate throughout life.”
Wei Yun didn’t speak. His gaze fell on Chu Yu’s fingertip, “Then, in sister-in-law’s opinion, how should one be a person?”
“Without shame before others, without shame before oneself,” Chu Yu leaned back against the pillar and sighed, “Not hurting others is the bottom line of being a person. But not hurting yourself is the bottom line of being yourself.”
“It’s difficult,” Wei Yun said decisively.
Chu Yu smiled, “That’s why they say it’s hard to be a person.”
Wei Yun fell silent. He found that Chu Yu always had a strange power. No matter when, as long as she spoke a few simple words with him like this, he felt that everything would be soothed. Time and the world seemed to be isolated from them, as if they were in an independent space where only the two of them existed, quietly talking.
Wei Yun picked up the wine Chu Yu had given him and talked with her, listening to Chu Yu praise him one sentence after another.
She spoke, he drank, the two of them sitting shoulder to shoulder in the long corridor, like two children, talking about all their worries and future.
Wei Yun said he wanted to avenge the Wei family, defeat the Northern Di, see the country have a wise ruler, and witness peace and prosperity across the land.
Chu Yu said she wanted to go to Lanzhou when the world was peaceful, find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, meet someone she liked, do whatever she wanted, preferably raise five cats, and have a small fish pond.
Wei Yun had drunk some wine and was getting sleepy. He tended to get drowsy when he drank, while Chu Yu was the type to get more excited the more she drank. He propped himself up and asked her, “Why do you want to raise five cats?”
“When I was little at the border, my big brother didn’t like cats,” Chu Yu gestured, “So I never raised any, but the girl next door had five cats. I was so envious every day, that I could only climb over the wall to play with them. At that time, I thought, when I grow up and become successful, I must raise five cats!”
Wei Yun listened and nodded drowsily. Chu Yu became more and more excited as she spoke, describing in detail the life she longed for in the future. As she spoke, Wei Yun could no longer support himself and suddenly fell onto Chu Yu’s shoulder. Chu Yu was slightly startled. She turned her head and saw Wei Yun’s defenseless sleeping face. After a long while, she slowly came back to her senses.
She didn’t know what had come over her.
She always saw this child trying so hard to be the Marquis of Zhenbei, and when he suddenly leaned on her shoulder, she felt a bit of heartache.
Wei Yun hadn’t slept well for a long time.
Yesterday, he had also traveled through the night. When she went to sleep, Wei Yun hadn’t slept, and when she woke up, Wei Yun was still awake. Now she was still full of energy, but he had already collapsed on her shoulder.
As the alcohol went to her head, she felt that the person beside her was like her little brother. She didn’t have the heart to move him, so she had Wei Xia bring a blanket to cover him and sat drinking wine, looking up at the moon.
Who knows how long it had been when Wei Yun slowly woke up. He hadn’t slept so deeply in a long time. Opening his eyes in confusion, he saw Chu Yu beside him.
Chu Yu was holding a small wine jug and smiled at him, “Awake?”
The night breeze blew over, and Wei Yun sobered up a lot. He straightened up, the blanket sliding off him, and responded softly, “Mm.”
“Now that you’re awake, I’ll be going,” Chu Yu said, supporting herself as she stood up. She was wearing a loose robe, her hair casually loose, holding a small wine jug in her hand. She turned her back to him and shook the wine bottle, “Go to bed early. See you later.”
With that, she walked barefoot along the corridor and turned to leave.
Wei Yun watched as the moonlight fell on her. The wind blew the woman’s wide sleeves and long hair, her red hair tie particularly vivid among the plain colors. The red tassel tied to the small wine bottle in her hand swayed back and forth in the air with her movements, rising and falling.
He just quietly watched. Beside him, Wei Xia came over and carefully said, “My Lord, shall we retire?”
Wei Yun lowered his eyes and took the wine bottle Chu Yu had just drunk from. He suddenly really wanted to know what the wine Chu Yu had drunk tasted like.
He took a sip. The wine Chu Yu liked to drink was fruit wine, with a hint of sweetness, lingering between the lips and teeth, eroding one’s will completely, leaving one weak and helpless.
He looked down at the small wine bottle in his palm for a long time, then stood up and said to Wei Xia, “From now on, all the wine sister-in-law drinks must be warmed before it’s served to her. Otherwise, she’s not allowed to drink.”
Wei Xia was stunned. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.
The next morning, Wei Yun went to see Gu Chusheng again.
Gu Chusheng was changing his bandages. When he heard that Wei Yun had come, he calmly had his wound bandaged before coming forward. He bowed respectfully and then said, “What brings the Marquis here today? Is there any instruction?”
As he spoke, Gu Chusheng’s gaze unconsciously surveyed Wei Yun.
The aura around Wei Yun was different from yesterday. Yesterday, he had been like a small beast baring its teeth and raising all its fur to ward off external enemies. Today, he had suddenly retracted his defenses, displaying a composed and gentle attitude.
However, this composure and gentleness were not to be taken lightly. Anyone looking at him could sense a kind of silent pressure conveyed in his every move, not deliberately done, but innate due to his high position.
Gu Chusheng didn’t understand what had happened, so he could only silently wait for Wei Yun to speak. Wei Yun took a sip of tea and said calmly, “Wei comes to apologize for yesterday’s matter. Yesterday, Wei spoke rashly. Please don’t take offense, Lord Gu.”
Gu Chusheng hadn’t expected Wei Yun to come to say this. He remained silent, waiting for Wei Yun’s next words.
Wei Yun looked at him steadily, “I’ve already talked with my sister-in-law about your matter with her. I won’t interfere in your affairs, and I hope your affairs won’t affect state matters.”
“Of course,” Gu Chusheng hadn’t expected Wei Yun to be able to separate these matters. He looked up at Wei Yun. The fifteen-year-old youth, after experiencing such anger yesterday, showed no trace of resentment in his brow. Instead, he sincerely said, “Lord Gu wants to exchange being a vanguard for a good future. This is what Wei Yun promises you. But my sister-in-law’s matter cannot be used as a stake in this, do you understand, Lord Gu?”
“I understand,” Gu Chusheng nodded decisively, without hesitation.
Wei Yun took out a piece of paper from his hand, then raised his cup and took a sip.
“Above are the times of His Majesty’s recent outings. Choose a good day,” Wei Yun put down his teacup and said softly, “Go and submit your petition to the Emperor.”
Small Theater
Mo Shubai: Wei Yun, recently many readers are worried about what if you can’t win against Gu Chusheng.
Wei Yun: Don’t worry, in my previous life, even with many personality flaws, I could still stab him to death. In this life, I still can.
Mo Shubai: You’re very confident. Do you have anything you want to say to the readers who support you?
Wei Yun: Little Seven thanks all the moms for their support. I’ve saved it all as a dowry. Thank you everyone for your support. (Sweet smile >_<)
All moms: Using our money as a dowry, not sure whether to be happy or sad.