Gu Beichen’s chest felt as if a large stone was lodged there, neither able to go down nor up, making it difficult for him to even breathe smoothly.
First, there was Feng Jin constantly provoking him, and now Ling Mohan. Were these two truly intent on angering him to death? He felt exceptionally unlucky to have encountered both of them today.
Before he could even marry his wife, he was about to be angered to death by these two. Gu Beichen quickly took several deep breaths, hurriedly adjusting his emotions and constantly telling himself not to get angry.
“I will not argue with you about these matters. Right… where are the servants in your manor?”
From the moment he had entered, he hadn’t seen a single person, not even a ghost. The vast manor was suddenly like an empty city, and despite calling out for a long time, there was no response.
“The servants have all been dismissed, and I haven’t had time to arrange for new ones. If you need anything, go to the storeroom and take it yourself. If you feel you have no one to attend to you, which would be beneath your status as the heir of the Zhennan Prince, then you are not welcome. When you leave, please don’t forget to close the door.”
Ling Mohan showed no intention of keeping him, in fact, he wished Gu Beichen would leave as soon as possible.
“The more you say that, the more I’m not leaving!”
Gu Beichen was also stubborn. Seeing this, he decided to stay and outlast Ling Mohan. He was determined to continue living here.
Taking two steps forward, Gu Beichen seemed to recall something and retreated back to Ling Mohan’s side, asking, “Where is the storeroom?”
If there were no servants, he had hands and feet. If he needed anything, he would just go and get it himself.
“Go straight east, to the courtyard at the very back.”
Ling Mohan lazily pointed his finger, having no intention of personally escorting Gu Beichen there. Moreover, he was constantly thinking about how to legitimately drive Gu Beichen away… Feng Jin was the last resort for these matters.
After asking for directions, Gu Beichen waved his paper fan and walked directly east.
As soon as Ling Mohan returned to the room, Feng Jin’s gaze fell upon him: “You let Gu Beichen go. You’ve achieved what you wanted, so why is there no smile on your face? Is there something else that doesn’t go your way?”
The moment he entered the room, his face was cold. She truly thought she had done something wrong and offended this master again.
Living day by day was truly tiring, and she had to worry about offending Ling Mohan in some way. This was more exhausting than serving the principal employer.
The man shook his head without saying anything, instead sitting directly on the chair. After pondering for a long time, he finally spoke faintly, “Do you have any way to make Gu Beichen personally aware of the true purpose of the people from Xiliang coming to Dongchu?”
“No way, unless you tell him yourself. And the problem now is, even if you tell him this matter yourself, he may not necessarily believe it. After all, he is already infatuated with love. Even a single criticism of Murong Jinyun from you can infuriate Gu Beichen, let alone these matters.”
Feng Jin stated decisively that to make Gu Beichen believe this, it would only be possible if he saw it with his own eyes. Relying on someone’s words would never convince him.
This was the state of someone in love, whose eyes and mind could only accommodate love and nothing else, and could not tolerate any slight against the love in their heart.
“If that’s the case, then Gu Beichen is an absolute fool, and it serves him right to be deceived!” Ling Mohan’s tone was filled with anger, and even more so with disappointment in Gu Beichen, how could anyone be so stupid.
“You can’t say it like that. It can only be said that it’s Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai, where one is willing to strike and the other is willing to be beaten. It’s all what he believes is right, and he’s doing it willingly, so there’s no such thing as foolish or deserving.”
Feng Jin felt that Ling Mohan’s words were too absolute. How could he speak of the sacred love of others so dismissively?
If Gu Beichen heard Ling Mohan speak like this, he would surely be angered to death.
“I’m being polite. If it were up to my temper, I would have dragged Gu Beichen out and beaten him severely to see if he would ever come to his senses!”
This was simply a fool with water in his brain, so infatuated with a woman that he didn’t know if Gu Beichen had told Murong Jinyun other things as well.
If he said anything he shouldn’t, then he would have truly made a grave mistake. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Ling Mohan felt, fearing that what he imagined would come true.
Ling Mohan stood up abruptly, about to walk out, but Feng Jin called out to stop him in time.
“Where are you going?”
Having guessed some of Ling Mohan’s intentions, Feng Jin jogged to block the man: “You can’t go!”
“If you go and see Gu Beichen, have you thought about what you’re going to say to him? Are you still going to tell him directly that Murong Jinyun came to Dongchu to help Xiliang overthrow Dongchu, that all those Xiliang people are spies, and that this matter itself is a conspiracy by the Xiliang people!”
“That’s right. Now that their wedding is imminent, this matter can no longer be kept from him. Don’t stop me. No matter what, I have to tell Gu Beichen the truth today.”
Feeling that the situation was becoming increasingly uncontrollable, leaving Gu Beichen there was an insecure time bomb. No one could predict whether he would reveal all the information about Dongchu’s border defenses to Murong Jinyun in the next moment.
If he did, then he would be a sinner of all of Dongchu, and the century-old reputation of the Zhennan Prince’s mansion would be ruined in his hands.
“Then you can’t just tell him impulsively. Everything needs to be discussed carefully…”
‘Creak…’ Before Feng Jin could finish speaking, the tightly closed room door was pushed open from the outside.
The two people who were arguing in the room heard the sound and turned their heads in unison, their gazes fixed on the doorway.
Gu Beichen stood at the door with a slightly dazed expression, his face filled with disbelief. His body swayed slightly, and he walked towards the two of them with heavy steps.
“What you said is true?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady, his calm eyes hiding turbulent emotions.
At this moment, Gu Beichen was barely holding on, not letting himself collapse.
“Actually… actually…” Feng Jin wanted to tell Gu Beichen tactfully, but the words reached her lips, and when she met Gu Beichen’s disbelieving gaze, she couldn’t say them.