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

Gu Xirong had questions in her mind one after another, making her feel at a loss and panic.

What Gu Xirong was most worried about was that she would expose her rebirth prematurely, and perhaps her every move would be under the attention of Gu Xiling.

Seeing that Gu Xirong was fidgeting, Xiuzhen thought that Miss Xirong was frightened by Mrs. Xie's torture.

"Miss, how about we ask for help from the Jingyang Marquis's Mansion?" Xiuzhen asked in a low voice, worried that if something happened to Miss Xirong, they, the lower class, would be in trouble as well.

Gu Xirong collected her thoughts and waved her hand gently, "It's just a small matter, don't bother mother. In a few days, the young general will understand my painstaking efforts."

"Yes, Miss." Xiuzhen lowered her head and wiped her tears. "The kitchen is so mean. They even gave us cold food. If it weren't for Miss, the Xie family would have almost had to eat coarse food."

Gu Xirong's eyes fell on the food that had just been served, and her inner panic gradually calmed down.

What are you afraid of?

If she can snatch Gu Xiling’s man, she can snatch everything from Gu Xiling!

She was not as good as Gu Xiling in her previous life, and she didn’t believe that she would be worse than Gu Xiling in this life!

Gu Xirong chuckled, her eyes showing arrogance, "No hurry, let them jump around for a few more days, I have a way to deal with them."

She just didn't believe that Xie Jin didn't care that her dreams could predict the future.

At this time, in the Changning Marquis Mansion.

Zhou Jin drank the calming soup for two days and slept well at night and felt much more energetic.

However, the old lady of Marquis Changning spent the whole day worshiping Buddha in the house. Not only did her body become stiff and sore from sitting for a long time, but she also had trouble going to the toilet.

Doctor Su prescribed some medicine, but drinking too much laxative would harm the body, so he repeatedly reminded the old lady to walk more.

The wife of Marquis Changning, Marquis Changning and Zhou Jin tried their best to persuade her, but it was useless; the old lady insisted on having her own way.

He sat on a cushion and chanted Buddhist scriptures, beating a wooden fish with one hand and turning Buddhist beads with the other, but he ignored everything.

Anyway, I can take the medicine, so I don't want to move.

This made the three of them very anxious!

Lai Fu saw this and took the opportunity to suggest to Zhou Jin, "Prince, your wife is very smart. If she can bring the old lady back from Jinguang Temple, she must have a way to get her out of the house for a walk."

Zhou Jin, who had been frowning, was slightly startled when he heard this, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, "Yes, let's go to Zizhuyuan."

At this time, Gu Xiling was practicing calligraphy, pretending that her handwriting was ugly and she looked very tired.

Not only that, you also have to pretend to make a little progress every few days. Good handwriting cannot be achieved overnight.

Xiulan saw Lai Fu and the prince behind him and smiled, "Prince, please wait a moment. I will report to the prince's wife."

Xiulan took a few quick steps and came into the house, saying with surprise, "Madam, the prince is here, and he seems to be in a good mood."

Just now she saw the prince's mouth corners turned up, he was smiling!

Gu Xiling did not put down the pen in her hand and continued to practice calligraphy. "Please ask the prince to come in and ask him to comment on my calligraphy."

Zhou Jin is a talented and eloquent woman. When seeing her handwriting, I'm sure she would pretend to give some pointers.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jin came in with brisk steps. He walked to the table and his eyes fell on several pieces of white paper covered with words.

Originally, he wanted to laugh at Gu Xiling, but after seeing these words clearly, Zhou Jin stood in awe, "Gu, I have to say, you have made rapid progress."

When Gu Xiling first entered the mansion, Zhou Jin saw Gu Xiling practicing calligraphy, but she could only write a few words on a piece of paper.

Not only that, but there are also many ink spots, and occasionally there is ink on the face, like a little cat.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness. However, I write the left stroke well, but I can't write the right stroke well. Could you teach me?"

At this moment, Gu Xiling looked at Zhou Jin with a hint of admiration in her eyes, which greatly satisfied Zhou Jin's vanity.

Zhou Jin's handwriting is excellent!

Even the emperor had praised Zhou Jin several times, saying that the memorials written by Zhou Jin were pleasing to the eye.

Sure enough, just one sentence, coupled with a look of admiration, put Zhou Jin in the mood to teach others.

As for being so angry that he turned away, Zhou Jin had long forgotten about it.

"Since you are willing to learn from me, I will teach you." Zhou Jin took the pen handed to him by Gu Xiling.

He placed the tip of the pen in the inkstone, dipped it in some ink, and quickly wrote a few "乀" on the paper as if he was possessed by God.

Seeing this, Gu Xiling said coquettishly, "Too fast, slow down."

"Okay, I'll write slowly so you can read it carefully." Zhou Jin shook his head and smiled, then wrote it slowly again.

Write and explain at the same time.

Looking at those "乀", Gu Xiling secretly praised them in her heart.

Her handwriting is also good, but the characters are more round and square.

Zhou Jin's handwriting is slender and aloof, as elegant as bamboo, yet powerful.

The handwriting reflects the character of the person, the ancients were right!

Gu Xiling began to write poorly on purpose again. Her writing was either too thick or too thin, too light or too hard.

Zhou Jin was secretly anxious watching from the side. Finally, he couldn't help but hold Gu Xiling's hand, "You're using the wrong strength..."

Gu Xiling's body started slightly, she shrank back, and turned to look at Zhou Jin.

They were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Zhou Jin didn't dare to look at Gu Xiling at this moment. He was very nervous and could only lower his voice and said, "Concentrate on practicing calligraphy!"

Zhou Jin held Gu Xiling's hand, Gu Xiling held the pen, and then began to practice "乀".

Xiulan and Lai Fu looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

The masters are harmonious and peaceful, and they, as servants, suffer less bullying and punishment.

"Prince, I have learned it and can write it myself." Gu Xiling smiled. She felt Zhou Jin's palms were sweating.

Zhou Jin then let go, stood up straight, and cleared his throat, "Then write it for me to see."

Gu Xiling smiled as she lowered her eyes to look at the table. She picked up a pen and wrote "乀", and also wrote a few characters with this stroke order.

Zhou Jin saw that Gu Xiling's writing of "乀" was indeed much better, but the order of her other strokes was not good. "Gu, you have to practice the order of other strokes as well."

"I don't have a copybook, so I just picked up a book and copied it and practiced blindly." Gu Xiling had a sad look in her eyes and a cute demeanor.

Zhou Jin didn't dare to look at Gu Xiling for too long, fearing that he would lose his composure if he looked at her too much. He turned to look at Lai Fu and said, "Go to the study and bring me the copy of the Tao Te Ching."

"Yes, Prince." Lai Fu agreed, but he had to remind the prince that they were not here to practice calligraphy, but to ask the prince's wife for help. "Prince, the old lady is still waiting!"

Lai Fu's words instantly reminded Zhou Jin of the important matter.

They say beauty can mislead people, and it’s absolutely true.

Gu Xiling was slightly stunned, and asked with concern: "How is the old lady?"

Zhou Jin was particularly worried when he thought of his grandmother's declining health. "After returning home, my grandmother has been sitting on the futon and has trouble going to the toilet. Doctor Su asked her to get up and walk around, but she refused."

"Now we can only take laxatives to clear the bowels. But most laxatives are too strong and have a great impact on grandma's health."

"Last time you were able to invite grandma back home from Jinguang Temple, so now you must have a way to get grandma out of the room and stretch her muscles."

After hearing this, Gu Xiling pondered for a moment and came up with a plan.

Seeing this, Zhou Jin hurriedly asked: "Gu, do you have any good ideas?"

Gu Xiling nodded slightly, quite confidently, "Yes!"

"Then what do you think we should do?" Zhou Jin's eyes were full of curiosity, and his narrow and affectionate eyes were full of inquiry.