Reborn as a bride, pretending to be virtuous, the prince held his waist and regretted

As soon as he left the courtyard, he met Gu Xiling who was admiring the flowers at the door. Lai Fu stepped forward and saluted, "Hello, Madam Crown Prince!"

Gu Xiling raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "How is the injury on the prince's hip?"

When Lai Fu heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The prince is too naive. He wants to hide this from the intelligent wife. What a wishful thinking!

"Don't worry, Madam, the injury on the prince's hip is not serious. Move gently and don't make big movements, otherwise it will easily open the wound."

"Also, the Crown Prince is thin-skinned and thinks that the Crown Prince's wife doesn't know. Please continue to pretend that you don't know."

Gu Xiling chuckled and said, "Well, I don't know."

Lai Fu smiled, "The prince is looking forward to seeing his wife, so I won't bother you."

Gu Xiling nodded, "Yes, Xiulan wants to buy some small fish and shrimp to make delicious food for you. The road is slippery, so don't let her go alone."

"Don't worry, Madam Sir. I will definitely protect Xiulan." Lai Fu smiled happily. This was an opportunity specially arranged by Madam Sir for him and Xiulan to spend time together!

Xiulan's face turned slightly red, her eyes showed shyness, she lowered her head, and glanced at Fu from time to time.

Lai Fu also smiled like a fool, with his chubby face, which looked particularly festive.

Gu Xiling walked into the room, sat on the edge of the bed, holding a round fan in her hand, and gently fanned Zhou Jin.

The scent of magnolia from the fan wafted over with the gentle breeze.

Zhou Jin leaned inside and patted the outside of the bed, "Xi Ling, you didn't sleep last night, and you came to see me during the day, you must be very sleepy."

Gu Xiling's eyes were sleepy. She covered her mouth and yawned, "I am indeed tired."

Nanny Yuan came in and helped Gu Xiling take off the pearls and jade on her head and her outer clothes.

Gu Xiling lay beside Zhou Jin, with her little head resting on his neck and her eyes closed.

Zhou Jin smelled the stronger fragrance of magnolia flowers, and felt the soft and tender beauty in his arms. He was not Liu Xiahui, so he naturally could not remain calm.

His hands couldn't help but gently stroke Gu Xiling's eyebrows, nose, cherry lips, and then the softness he had been thinking about.

He leaned over and kissed Gu Xiling's forehead and nose!

When he was about to kiss Gu Xiling's lips, Gu Xiling covered her mouth and said, "Your beard pricked me!"

Zhou Jin was stunned, and he cursed Lai Fu, "It's all Lai Fu's fault for being lazy and not shaving my beard!"

Gu Xiling's eyes were bright and her teeth were white. She gently touched Zhou Jin's forehead with her finger and said coquettishly, "If you disturb my sleep again, I'm leaving!"

The addiction is even worse despite the physical injury!

Don’t you know your own physical condition?

Even if the legs don't get in the way, the hips can't stay still, right?

Zhou Jin felt itchy inside because of Gu Xiling's doting tone, and complained quietly, "It's all because of this damn weather, it's all because I accidentally broke my leg!"

His wedding night is so far away!

Gu Xiling gently touched Zhou Jin's forehead, like a pair of mandarin ducks embracing each other, and whispered softly, "My husband, don't worry. In this life, you are my husband and I am your wife. This will never change."

Zhou Jin's hand gently stroked Gu Xiling's slender back, "I'm sorry, madam. You've worked so hard for me and the Changning Marquis' Mansion."

At this moment, all impulses turned into deep love.

Gu Xiling chuckled, "What are you talking about, my son? It is my blessing to marry into the Changning Marquis's Mansion. My grandmother protects me, my mother-in-law dotes on me, and even my father-in-law treats me well. My husband loves me, and Xiling's life in the Changning Marquis's Mansion is extremely happy."

"During this period, the Marquis' Mansion seemed peaceful, but in fact it was turbulent. Fortunately, our family worked together to overcome the difficulties. Prince, take good care of your injuries. Since it happened, it was God's arrangement. Prince, you can also take this opportunity to recuperate."

Zhou Jin couldn't help feeling distressed and guilty when he thought about how the greatest injustice Gu Xiling had suffered since coming to Changning Marquis' Mansion was actually caused by him.

"My dear, I am lucky to have you as my wife. It is a blessing for the entire Changning Marquisate to have a daughter-in-law like you. You don't know how good you are. You are so good! If I, Zhou Jin, fail you, I will not die well in this life."

Gu Xiling covered Zhou Jin's thin lips with her small hand, "Don't talk nonsense, don't mention death. As long as the prince thinks I'm good, I also think the prince is good."

This is the truth!

Zhou Jin has a bit of a sour Confucian temperament, but it cannot be denied that Zhou Jin is upright and kind, really wants to do things for the people, and can keep himself clean!

At least all the maids in this mansion were not allowed to get close to Zhou Jin. Maids who wanted to advance themselves were either beaten with a stick like Xiuzhu or sold out.

As a result, none of the most beautiful and useful maids in the Changning Marquis' Mansion dared to climb into Zhou Jin's bed.

Either she could save money and then beg for grace from her master to redeem herself and marry a small landlord or merchant with a wealthy family; or she could marry a capable and respectable male servant in the mansion.

Although the two are different, both can lead a stable life.

What made Gu Xiling most satisfied was that Zhou Jin would not rebel, and his loyalty to the emperor and his patriotism were deep in his bones.

Gu Xiling only needs to cooperate with the people in Changning Marquis' Mansion to deal with the struggles in the officialdom or among the nobles.

This kind of struggle often ends in failure.

Last night, Uncle Li wanted to frame the Marquis of Changning's Mansion, and he actually found the trace of the "Eight Ox Crossbow", which appeared in the Marquis of Changning's Mansion.

However, Uncle Li didn't know that the Eight Ox Crossbow only stayed for a short while before being dismantled and transported to other places.

The moment he saw the gold medal, Li Guojiu did not dare to force his way in.

In short, you can fight, but you must have a legitimate reason.

This name is not a lie or it does not mean calling a horse a zebra.

After all, there are so many noble officials in the capital, and they were framed without real evidence, which is not convincing enough.

If they can slander and frame the Changning Marquisate today, they can do the same to others in the future. At least in the relatively stable stage of the court, the balance and rules cannot be broken.

Zhou Jin hugged his wife and felt happy, but he was too tired and couldn't resist the sleepiness, so he fell asleep soon.

The same was true for Gu Xiling. She had slept for less than two hours in the early morning. Listening to Zhou Jin's long and steady breathing, she quickly fell asleep.

By the time they woke up, it was already afternoon.

The two washed and changed their clothes, and Zhou Jin put on a loose robe.

Zhou Jin couldn't sit still, so he went to the yard, holding his bowl, leaning against Lai Fu, eating porridge and praising it.

"Everyone in the world is trying to learn how to live longer, but they don't realize that longevity is right in front of them. I have learned the simple method of Wanqiu, which is to eat porridge to become an immortal." (From Lu You's health-preserving poem "Eating Porridge")

Gu Xiling did not ask Zhou Jin why he did not sit down to eat the porridge, and imitated Zhou Jin's behavior, "Cook the porridge slowly with a calm mind, and the porridge will become thicker when the steam rises. Take a bite of the side dish, and the fragrant porridge will flow into your stomach."

Zhou Jin's eyes lit up. Not only did his wife not say that he wrote sarcastic poems, she also wrote poems with him. He was in a very good mood and laughed out loud.

"Good poem, good poem! Madam, you are so talented! Jin, I admire you."

When Gu Xiling heard Zhou Jin's praise, she said angrily, "Your Highness is so bad that you only laugh at me! You are full of knowledge and write good poems, but I can't write a few words, can't I write a doggerel? Do you have to speak sarcastically and ridicule me?"

Seeing that Gu Xiling was angry, Zhou Jin shook his head and laughed, and hurriedly explained, "My lady, you misunderstood me! The poem you just wrote may seem simple, but it contains a profound meaning."

Hearing this, Gu Xiling was shocked. She really just made up a couplet without any other meaning.

"Sir, then tell me, what's good about it? If you can't tell me, I won't agree!"