The Demon Road of the Republic of China

The next day.

The morning light was faint, and it was still early, so Gu Jinghan got up.

The habits he has developed over the years have made his work and rest very regular, no matter how tired he is, he can't stay in bed.

Standing up and putting on his trousers, Gu Jinghan opened the curtains, and the slightly glaring morning light spread over his lean and strong upper body. He sat cross-legged on the carpet and began to meditate.

Until there was a knock on the door: "Is the young master awake?"

Gu Jinghan opened his eyes, put on his shirt, and opened the door.

Standing outside the door were two teenage maids, carrying hot water and toiletries. One of them was looking up at Gu Jinghan with a beautiful face and a pair of almond eyes that seemed to be able to speak. , said: "Hancui met the young master, did the young master sleep better last night?"

Gu Jinghan glanced at her lightly, then turned and entered the room: "Put things down, let's go down."

Stared at by those dark eyes, the smile on Han Cui's face suddenly froze, and the wooden plate in his hand was almost unsteady.She felt a chill seep from her head to her feet, and even her bones were about to freeze.

Han Cui's complexion turned pale, she gritted her teeth unwillingly, put down her things and backed out.

Gu Jinghan finished washing, changed his clothes, and went downstairs.

He was going to visit Rong's house today, so he deliberately chose a formal suit.The slightly off-white suit is well-tailored, and the lines fit snugly around the thin waist and slender legs, creating an appropriate proportion.The cuff buttons are not buttoned, and they slide down slightly, revealing a clean and beautiful wrist bone, elegant and powerful.

Looking at such an outstanding son, Xue Ping couldn't help feeling the depression that had been suppressed overnight.

"Han'er, did you sleep well?" Xue Ping got up to serve Gu Jinghan with porridge, and forced a smile, "You don't have a maid to wait on you, so it's inconvenient. Mother sees that Hancui has a good temper, why not..."

This is taking a roundabout route.

But Gu Jinghan knew clearly that his marriage with Rong Fei was not a matter of liking a man or a woman at all.

So he didn't want to give Xue Ping any hope, so he said: "Mother, I practice Suoyang Art, it can't be used on women, and it can't be used on men. If you really want to crack it, only Rong Fei can do it."

Xue Ping choked, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Regardless of whether these words are true or not, since Gu Jinghan said it, Xue Ping has no way to force it.She felt that she owed her son a lot, and she was soft-tempered, unable to do anything tough.

Xue Ping stirred the porridge absent-mindedly, and said, "Then today... you go to Rong's house, do you want your mother to accompany you?"

Gu Jinghan frowned slightly, took out two copper coins from his pocket, threw them on the table casually, glanced at them, stretched his eyebrows, shook his head and said: "No need, mother. Patriarch Rong and Mrs. Rong are not here today , I just went to meet Young Master Rong, the Rong family will send someone to propose marriage after the matter is settled."

Hearing the word "propose marriage", Xue Ping's face was a little ugly. Seeing Gu Jinghan's movements, she changed the subject and said, "Han'er, you... calculated this? Can this kind of thing also be calculated?"

Five years ago, Gu Jinghan knew some simple spells and fortune-telling, so Xue Ping wasn't too surprised. It's just that the young man who could only measure good and bad fortune in the past can now calculate such specific things. Xue Ping is still a little surprised. incredible.

Gu Jinghan: "Sometimes you can, sometimes you can't."

Xue Ping nodded and said, "Then Han'er, you may have figured out how your father and the others are doing now? It stands to reason that they should have arrived in Peiping last night, but they didn't even send a telegram. I feel a little uneasy."

Gu Jinghan said: "Those who are related to me by blood cannot be counted."

"I see," Xue Ping nodded, but she wasn't too disappointed. She was just a little worried and wanted to reassure her mind. "Han'er, eat more. Are you coming back for lunch?"

"No, I want to go for a walk."

In a few words, the atmosphere eased down again.

After the mother and son finished their meal, Gu Jinghan went out, and it was Gu Xiaowu who drove the car all the way to Rong's house.

In early autumn in Haicheng, the hot flashes don't go away.

The clearness after the rain is still scattered, the thick and green sycamore leaves cover the roadside, and the bright sunlight slant down, highlighting the figures of cars driving at the end of the street.

Gu Jinghan asked Gu Xiaowu to wait outside, got out of the car by himself, and came to the gate of Rong's Mansion.

Compared to the elegant and clean Gu Mansion, the Rong Mansion is naturally much more luxurious.There are many buildings, and they are more magnificent. Through the low wall, you can see the green radish and green vines inside, and the scenery is unique.

After calling the door for a while, the butler of the Rong Mansion appeared behind the door and welcomed Gu Jinghan in with a smile: "Master Gu? Are you looking for the young master?"

The invitation from the Gu family is quite important in Haicheng, enough to knock on the door of the Rong family.

Gu Jinghan entered the door and nodded, "Is Young Master Rong here?"

Butler Luo said with a smile: "Yes. The master and wife are not at the house today, if you look for the master, you will have to run away. Please come with me, Young Master Gu."

Leading Gu Jinghan upstairs, Housekeeper Luo continued: "The young master has accepted your post and will be waiting for you in the study. Please."

Came to a carved wooden door that was concealed on the second floor, butler Luo knocked on the door: "Master, Young Master Gu is here."

"Well," came a vaguely lazy male voice from inside, "come in."

Butler Luo pushed open the door and stepped back.

Gu Jinghan walked into the door, and the ray of brilliance revealed by the crack of the door suddenly reflected the room full of light.

This study room is very large, with tables and chairs inside, a long soft chair by the window outside, a bottle of red wine on the low table, and several glasses scattered beside it, one of which still has wine stains , apparently being used.

Xu Shi was about to go out, the young man was wearing a chic riding outfit, and sat on the armrest of the soft chair.

The neckline is loose, the black hair is slightly messy, the palm-width leather belt stretches out the narrow waist, the two long legs are hanging casually, a riding boot is stepped on the footstool, and the riding whip in his hand is knocking again and again, Made a muffled sound.

The thin light from outside the window shone on his beautiful eyebrows and eyes. His long eyebrows were sharp and his peach blossom eyes were half closed.

Hearing the movement, he put down the greeting card in his hand, looked over lazily, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Gu Jinghan from top to bottom without concealing his gaze. He said with interest: "Gu Jinghan? You said we have a marriage contract, you want to marry me?"

Gu Jinghan took out the marriage certificate, "Young Master Rong can read it."

Rong Fei frowned, took it over, glanced at her eyes, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, there's no reason to push away the beauties who come to your door. As long as you are willing to marry in and call my future aunts and wives sisters, I am I don't mind."

Looking at Rong Fei's provocative eyes, Gu Jinghan suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed at Rong Fei's lower lip, and slid it lightly before the other party could react. I took it back.

A tiny bit of blood condensed on the fingertips, Gu Jinghan sniffed that finger on the tip of his nose, and said indifferently: "Your Yuanyang has not been released, and you have never even touched a woman's hand."

"What shit!"

A flash of embarrassment and anger quickly flashed across Rong Fei's face, his lips turned bright red from the light swipe to draw blood, and he pursed an unpleasant arc, sneering, "Gu Jinghan, Don't think that because you are good-looking, I dare not hit you..."

Gu Jinghan licked the blood spot and interrupted him: "The taste can't be wrong."

Looking at Gu Jinghan's movements, Rong Fei had the illusion that the tip of his tongue was licking his lips, which made him feel angry for no reason, and he was about to whip the whip in his hand.

Gu Jinghan reacted very quickly, grabbed Rong Fei's wrist, leaned over slightly, and pressed Rong Fei halfway on the back of the chair.

During the action, a very light and charming scent came out from Rong Fei's collar. Gu Jinghan's eyes narrowed slightly, he tore off Rong Fei's collar, buried his head in his neck and took a deep breath, and said softly: "It's so coquettish."

Rong Fei's whole body froze, unable to pretend anymore, he raised his knee and bumped: "Go to hell! Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Gu Jinghan took the lead, suppressing Rong Fei's resistance, and said with a frown, "Don't make trouble. Where did you go yesterday? You have a strong vixen smell on your body. You have lost your yang energy, and your physique is not good."

"Where I've been is none of your business! Let go!"

The warm breath accompanied by some unique cold fragrance caressed his ears, and half of Rong Fei's body was about to explode.He is not small in strength, he has fought several battles, yet he can be suppressed so easily, this feeling is really frustrating and embarrassing.

"it is good."

Gu Jinghan looked at Rong Fei for a moment, and agreed.

Rong Fei was a little surprised. The moment Gu Jinghan let go, he was about to punch him, but Gu Jinghan took out a yellow talisman from nowhere, and before Rong Fei's fist touched the tip of his nose, he slapped It stuck to Rong Fei's face.

His limbs suddenly lost strength, and he collapsed limply.

Gu Jinghan had been prepared for a long time, he hugged Rong Fei's waist, put him on the soft chair, faced Rong Fei's eyes that wanted to bite him to death, and said calmly: "If Young Master Rong can't sit still, you can lean on me. "

Rong Fei's chest heaved violently, a mouthful of old blood wanted to spray Gu Jinghan's face.But a yellow talisman drained his strength, such a strange thing, he couldn't help but not believe the weirdness of the young master Gu in front of him.

Casting suspicious eyes on Gu Jinghan, Rong Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a cold face: "I was injured a little, and I have been recuperating at home for the past few days, and have never gone out."

Gu Jinghan stared at Rong Fei for a moment, took off the yellow talisman, and gently twisted it between his fingers.

The yellow talisman suddenly exploded into flying ash, emptiness covering Gu Jinghan's palm.

When Rong Fei focused his eyes, he saw that Gu Jinghan took one of his hands, palms facing each other, fingers intertwined, and took it.

His fingers were pierced by another kind of temperature, twisted, those dark and deep eyes looked at him intently, Rong Fei only felt a buzzing sound in his head, as if possessed by an evil spirit, his eyes unconsciously shifted to Gu Jinghan On the light-colored lips, the throat was slightly dry, and there was a desire to lick it.

"All right."

Gu Jinghan withdrew his hand, stood up and said, "Your strength will recover in half a minute. If you have no objection to the marriage, then discuss it with Master Rong and his wife. The eighth day of the next month is an auspicious day... Young Master Rong? red……"

"Get out!" Rong Fei was short of breath for a moment, feeling that his lustful heart was so fucking unbearable.

Gritting his teeth again and again, Rong Fei calmed down, stared at Gu Jinghan's side face, frowned, and smiled, "Well... on the eighth day of next month, Eldest Young Master Gu prepared the wedding dress, and wait for my young master Go to the door and ask for marriage."

Gu Jinghan got the answer he wanted, his expression remained unchanged, he nodded slightly, and walked away gracefully.

After leaving Rong's house, no one caught up.

Young Master Rong's arrogance and violent temper are well measured, of course, it may be waiting to repay him in the future.

Walking leisurely, Gu Jinghan slowly raised the finger that caressed Rong Fei's lower lip, and sniffed lightly in front of his nose for a while.

As if he was smelling and admiring such a stunning famous flower, he lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyes, his usual condensed expression peeled off layer by layer, showing a gentle joy.