The Cannon Fodder and Villain’s Happy Ending-Chapter 409

Chapter 409

Duan Wangye left, leaving only Gu Chenzhi alone who was looking at the swaying curtains in front of him.

“Rustling ……”

The sound of the door curtain was intertwined with the sound of the wind blowing through the branches and leaves.

Gu Chenzhi clenched his fist that was resting on the side of his body, unclenched and clenched it again, feeling suffocated in his chest, and his head was throbbing with pain.

His father had always been willing to listen to him, so he did not expect that the father and son to disagree so much on this matter.

For him, allowing Gu Zezhi to marry Wang Yu’s niece was not what he had ostensibly told his father, but his refusal still had a great impact on his plans.

He needs to carefully think about how to go next.

“…… “Gu Chenzhi felt his heart burst like a tide of wave for a while as he sat down while his brows were slightly furrowed.

Outside, the sky became gloomier, with overcast clouds cascading across the sky and howling wind.

“Cough cough cough ……”

Gu Chenzhi grabbed a handkerchief to cover his mouth and coughed violently, and when he removed the white handkerchief, he saw a ghastly sight of blood on it.

He stared fixedly at the red stain on the handkerchief, as his pupils contracted fiercely, while his mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood.

He felt oppressed in his chest and chilled as if he were soaking in a bone-chilling winter lake, so cold that his limbs tingled slightly.

After Duan Wangye left Gu Chenzhi’s study, he was still thinking about what Gu Chenzhi had said just now, as his brows furrowed even tighter.

He suddenly stopped and looked back at Gu Chenzhi’s study. At this moment, the dark clouds were so heavy that they seemed to fall any moment, enveloping the room and appearing very oppressive.

Duan Wangye sighed and continued on his way again, feeling that the heir was being a bit hasty.

Originally, Duan Wangye wanted to go out of the residence, but changed his mind and turned towards his study instead. He planned to write a letter to Gu Zezhi who was in the capital.

Zezhi looked gentle, but he wanted to top at everything. He was young and energetic; if he had some crooked ideas like his older brother, he could not stop and advise him since he was thousands of miles away from the Western border, so he had to write to remind him.

When he arrived at his study, he found that it was surprisingly quiet, and the courtyard appeared to be empty without a single servant sweeping the ground.

It wasn’t until he reached the eaves that an old maidservant hurriedly greeted him and saluted, “Wangye.”

Duan Wangye entered the study with his hands on his back, thinking about the wangfei again.

In the past few months, since he returned from the capital to Luo’an City, he realized the difference between the presence and absence of wangfei. Previously, the wangfei had always handled the residence properly; he only needed to take care of outside affairs like how a wife takes care of the inside and the husband of the outside. However, now, the servants in the residence were obviously lax, and were often out of sight; even the dishes in the residence have become not to his taste.

Nowadays, the residence was being managed by the heir’s consort, and as the father-in-law, it was not easy to question the heir’s consort about trivial matters like the kitchen!

“Someone, give me ink and pen!”

The letter Duan Wangye wrote was also sent out on the same day and arrived in Gu Zezhi’s hand on the 18th on the 9th month. On the same day, Gu Zezhi received another letter sent by a flying pigeon from the western border.

The flying pigeon was sent by Gu Zezhi’s confidant, who stayed in Luo’an. The letter mentioned that the heir, Gu Chenzhi was not in good health recently. In addition, the fu’s physician invited another physician to diagnose the heir’s pulse, and all of them said that the heir was only experiencing fatigue because of being overworked.

The heir was sick, but he was not idle and was secretly seizing power, attempting to be the figure head of Duan Wang fu.

Gu Zezhi hooked the corner of his lips, a smile but was a not a smile with indifference reflected in his eyes.

Jiuhe incense was a “good thing, ” so, of course, he had to reciprocate!

The autumn wind from the window gently brushed his hair, and his green lotus-colored robe made him look gentler and more elegant.

“Crunch, crunch ……”

Qin Jiu on the side was eating a sweet jujube while looking at Gu Zezhi and said to herself: handsome is handsome, but who knows, under the light breeze he is full of bad intentions.

Looking at him like this, she knows that someone would be in trouble again. Qin Jiu silently thought to herself.

After reading the letter from his confidant, Gu Zezhi casually put it on the table seemingly completely unconcerned about whether it would be seen by Qin Jiu.

The personal manservant on the side naturally noticed this, and immediately had a better understanding of his future mistress’s position in his master’s heart.

Meanwhile, Gu Zezhi read the letter from Duan Wangye again, and this time, he could not help showing a little surprise.

In the letter, Duan Wangye asked him not to think about Wang Yu’s niece, saying that he must not schemed and commit insubordination.

Gu Zezhi: “?”

Gu Zezhi’s gaze fixed on words “scheme”.

Based on his understanding of his father, he does not care about having three wives and four concubines; to put it bluntly, he was clearly referring to his cousin’s cousin, but since it was inconvenient for him to express it in the letter, he could only vaguely advise him.

Wang Yu.

Gu Zezhi stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Before the people of Wang Yu arrived in the capital, his father had already left the capital and returned to the western border. Even if someone reported to him the arrival of the third prince and county princess of Wang Yu in the capital, they would not have mentioned this insignificant cousin. Therefore, the question is why.

Who on earth would be so idle and bored as to mention this cousin in front of his father?

The answer is obvious: Gu Chenzhi.

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