Quick Wear: Who said soft girls have to be obedient! biu!

Gu Zhen now has a task to assign to Wang Ping.

The two of them returned to the alley behind the store together, and Gu Zhen sheepishly stepped on Wang Ping's thin shoulders and climbed in.

There were stones inside for stepping, and there was nothing outside. She couldn't sneak in through the back door.

Gu Zhen brushed the dirt off his body and trotted towards the kitchen.

Wang Juxia had been waiting for her here for two days and finally someone showed up.

As soon as Gu Zhen arrived, she couldn't wait to get up, wipe the water off her hands, and said gratefully, "Second Young Madam, you are here. I feel much better after taking the medicine you prescribed."

Her abdomen still hurt a little, but it wasn't painful enough to keep her awake all night.

Wang Juxia completely believed that Gu Zhen knew medical skills.

"It's a small matter. Did you bring the things I asked you to do?"

Wang Juxia walked cautiously outside the kitchen, looked around to see if there was anyone around, and quickly took out something wrapped in oil paper from her arms.

Although she didn't know what the Second Young Lady wanted these herbs for, she went to various pharmacies to ask and found out that they were all very common medicines, so Wang Juxia no longer doubted it.

Gu Zhen opened it and took a look, feeling relieved.

"Let me see your daughter's pulse when you have the chance. I'll prescribe some medicine to keep her stable. When I have the chance, I'll go check your daughter's pulse again."

Wang Juxia was so grateful that she didn't know what to do. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Gu Zhen.

Gu Zhen helped her up and said nothing more.

After returning to his own yard, before he had time to catch his breath, Jinzhu followed him into the house. She had a cold face and was in a bad mood.

When she saw Gu Zhen, her face turned even worse and she bowed hastily.

Gu Zhen seemed to be a little afraid of the maid sent by her mother-in-law, and asked anxiously: "Jinzhu, what's wrong with you? But what happened in my family?"

Jinzhu tried to hold back, but still couldn't hold back. "To answer the Second Young Madam's question, on the way back, I was covered in dirty water by a few dirty and smelly beggars. I just changed and washed myself."

Gu Zhen pretended to cover her nose: "No wonder you smell so bad, I thought you were sweating from traveling so fast, it's not that hot today! You are so careless!"

Jinzhu's mouth twitched, she raised her arm and smelled it. She had washed it several times, so there shouldn't be any smell. But she didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she smelled a smell of slop.

"Go wash up quickly! You're killing me with the stink. How can you serve others when you're smelling like this?" Gu Zhen fanned herself in disdain, looking like a pampered young lady.

Jinzhu suppressed her contempt and retreated, spat as she walked out the door.

"Bah! You really think you're a young lady. The smell of that wonton stand can't even compare to the swill bucket!"

After she left, Gu Zhen closed the door, put the package of herbs together with the ones Meng Jinlian had sent, and locked them in the box beside the bed.

There is not much silver left in the bank, and a penny can make a hero fall. She is not alone now. Not only does she have to take care of her relatives, but she also has to take care of her new brothers and sisters.

With the intention of making money in mind, during dinner, Gu Zhen stood behind Meng Jinlian and began to frequently flirt with the eldest young master Shang Yifan.

Shang Yifan and his wife have been having a very bad relationship these past two days. No matter how many nice things he said, she still kept sulking and getting angry every day.

His patience had long since run out, so he simply stopped talking.

Receiving Gu Zhen's look at this moment, Shang Yifan began to feel elated again.

He also noticed that his brother's wife, who had been married for more than a month, had finally seen clearly her situation and no longer resisted anything in the mansion. Instead, she began to take the initiative.

Which man wouldn’t feel melted by those eyes?

After finally finishing the meal, Meng Yingxue went back to the yard first with a gloomy look on her face. Shang Yifan followed closely behind her but secretly hid behind the moon-shaped door.

After all, Yuanwai Mansion was not a proper official residence. The rules and regulations were there but they were only superficial. For example, the whole family had to sit together to eat, but they rarely brought maids to serve them.

I prefer to learn how to make rules.

It's a good opportunity for Gu Zhen to act.

When she stepped into the moon-shaped gate, she saw the green hem of the dress.

Shang Yifan's heart was beating fast as he listened to the footsteps. When someone came closer, he pretended to appear by chance.

He had an elegant smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Gu Zhen's face.

"What a coincidence, sister-in-law is going back? How about I give you a ride?"

Gu Zhen lowered her head and blushed, looking at him with hesitation, "Then I'll trouble you, big brother."

Shang Yifan clenched his hands and really wanted to drag her to the garden beside him regardless of anything, but it was not the right time yet. He wanted to possess Gu Zhen openly.

"It's been a month since my sister-in-law came to the mansion. Are you used to the life here? If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, I will speak well of you to mother."

Gu Zhen looked at him gratefully, and after meeting his gaze, she shyly turned her face away, "Brother, you are such a good man. How happy a woman in this world would be if she could marry you."

"Sister-in-law doesn't know how to appreciate the blessing she has and is even angry with you. I can't stand it! If it were me, I would never embarrass you like this. I will listen to whatever you say!"

As he spoke, he felt as if he had said something wrong, his whole face turned red with embarrassment, and he quickly lowered his eyes.

"I really envy my sister-in-law," Gu Zhen twisted the handkerchief in her hand and said, "My sister-in-law changed into new clothes again today. The color must have been chosen by my brother. It looks so beautiful!"

Shang Yifan was shocked by these words. He stared at her shy and timid appearance and thought that Meng Yingxue was not good-looking at all. It would be great if he could have a wife as beautiful as Gu Zhen.

He turned his head to look at the plain dress on Gu Zhen, "Do you like it, sister-in-law? Make one for me, too. Wearing plain clothes all day hides your beauty."

What a pity, she is at such a young age.

Gu Zhen bit her lower lip awkwardly, tears welling up in her watery eyes: "I was born poor, I don't have much dowry, and the silver I received from the mansion had to be reserved for rewarding servants, so how could I have extra money to make clothes? Besides, I didn't deserve it in the first place."

Shang Yifan felt so distressed that he wished he could hold the person in his arms and comfort him.

"How can you say that? If you don't deserve it, who else in this world deserves to wear a beautiful dress?"

Gu Zhen chuckled, dazzling Shang Yifan's eyes. She joked playfully, "Brother is really good at making women happy. If I were to wear it, no one would buy it for me!"

"How...how could it be...it's just a few pieces of clothes, I'll buy them for you! I'll buy you whatever you want!"

Shang Yifan was completely mesmerized by her smile and said this on impulse. He regretted it after he said it. It would not sound good if this got out.

But the beauty's expectant eyes were full of joy, and he really couldn't bear to regret it.

Shang Yifan couldn't bring clothes in, so he took out two silver ingots from his pocket and handed them over, "Don't tell anyone, this is our secret."

Gu Zhen took it without hesitation. When Shang Yifan wanted to grab her hand, she glared at him and stomped her feet a few times, "Brother, you are so bad. You have such an idea. I won't pay attention to you anymore!"

After saying that, she trotted away, not forgetting to look back at him.

Shang Yifan stared at it infatuatedly, and the fragrance of osmanthus seemed to still linger in the air.

He thought it was about time to leave a bloodline for the second son.