GBP Chapter 277 Gu Chang'an's Self-Control
Chapter 277 Gu Chang'an's Self-Control
She went back to her inner room to change her clothes. Right next to her was the main hall where Gu Chang'an handled his affairs. She could hear what he was talking about just through the door.
Shen Li listened for a moment and realized that it was indeed not official business. The words were full of attempts to win them over. Only Gu Chang'an could handle it so smoothly, leaving no opening for the other party.
The King of Chess wasn't in a hurry. He repeatedly expressed his admiration for Gu Chang'an, and even though Gu Chang'an didn't agree to his request, he still left with a smile.
In his heart, Gu Chang'an would definitely waver and would eventually work for him.
After the outer door closed, Shen Li pushed open the inner door, where she had already changed into a ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).
Gu Chang'an couldn't hear that someone had returned from inside, but he wasn't surprised to see Shen Li; he figured it was about time she came back.
“My husband doesn’t seem too worried,” Shen Li asked. He didn’t see the distress on Gu Chang’an’s face that he had described to the Prince of Yi.
Gu Chang'an smiled and said, "I'm lying to him. He's not worthy of doing anything for me."
Looking at her husband's arrogant demeanor, Shen Li suddenly felt guilty. In her previous life, she had made Gu Chang'an serve the cowardly Li Heng for more than ten years, and he even killed her in the end.
How could he be so foolish, listening to everything he's told?
"Husband." Shen Li ran over and threw herself into his arms, burying her head in the crook of his neck.
Gu Chang'an hugged her tightly, and asked with some surprise, "What's wrong, A-Li? Were you scared in prison?"
Shen Li didn't get up, but shook her head in his arms.
Gu Chang'an felt ticklish from her rubbing, and smiled helplessly, his voice becoming even softer and more patient: "What's wrong?"
"Shall we stay together like this for the rest of our lives?" Shen Li asked sullenly.
"Of course, that would be wonderful. What more could one ask for?"
"Then give me a kiss." Shen Li didn't know what to say, so she pushed Gu Chang'an, who was kneeling on the couch, down and kissed him immediately.
Gu Chang'an felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He grabbed her soft waist with his large hand, flipped her over, and covered Shen Li beneath him, kissing her passionately and proactively.
He considered himself to be of strong will, but he couldn't resist even a single soft, coquettish word from Ah Li.
Meanwhile, all the skylights in the iron cell were closed, so the agonizing screams inside couldn't reach the outside. Li Heng struggled desperately, but he couldn't escape the torture and humiliation he suffered time and time again.
Gu Chang'an and Shen Li lingered on the couch for a while before reluctantly parting. If Shen Li hadn't repeatedly reminded him that this was the government office, Gu Chang'an probably would have disregarded everything and taken that final step.
Shen Li never expected that her usually restrained and proper husband would become so easily moved.
"I'll go home early tonight," Gu Chang'an said in a hoarse voice to Shen Li.
"My husband didn't rest well last night, he should get some rest today," Shen Li advised. "We have plenty of time in the future, don't we?"
"Don't rest." Gu Chang'an nibbled on her earlobe. "I only want A-Li, okay? Just stay here."
"No...this is too outrageous." Shen Li bit her lip and refused, "How about we go home instead?"
"Okay." Gu Chang'an agreed, but he was still reluctant to let go of her even a little.
Shen Li suddenly realized when their relationship had reversed; before, it was always her who took the initiative.
She didn't stay at the Dali Temple for long, as staying too long would inevitably be seen as interfering with or affecting government affairs. So she left before lunch, took a few maids for a stroll in the streets, and finally had lunch at the Zuichunlou Restaurant.
Yu Die bought a bunch of trinkets and was overjoyed. Shen Li also brought some embroidery patterns and well-made trinkets for Caiyun in the mansion.
“Miss, Yudie never dreamed she could live such a life. Before, I was so envious of others who could buy whatever they wanted.”
Yu Die looked at the trinkets in her hands. Most of them were pretty but useless things that only people with spare money would buy.
Shen Li affectionately patted her little head. She knew that she had heard her say this in her previous life.
"Okay, I'll buy it." Her voice was incredibly gentle.
"Yu Die will definitely not let Miss down. I will study hard and pass the imperial examination." Little Yu Die said with a determined look.
"No rush, it'll only be thirteen after the New Year."
"You're not young anymore. I heard that you became a student at the age of ten, passed the county-level exam and became a provincial-level exam at the age of thirteen, and became the top scholar at the age of fifteen."
Shen Li chuckled: "It's not that everyone has to compare themselves to him."
The group chatted as they walked through the main hall of Zuixianlou, preparing to go upstairs.
"A little girl actually wants to take the imperial examination? The Great Zhao Dynasty really has no one left." A rude sneer rang out in the hall.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Several bursts of laughter followed, and because the sound was so loud, the entire hall fell silent as everyone stared at the table of people.
These people were dressed in strange clothes. Instead of wearing crowns, they had shaved parts of their heads and braids on the rest. Each person had a different number of braids, some with two and some with three.
Their clothing was also different; instead of using brocade or cloth to make clothes, the people of the Central Plains wore clothes covered with fur or fur hats.
The group of five was drinking heavily, their faces flushed, with several empty wine jars already placed at their feet.
Shen Li recognized them at a glance. They were from Daliang. Unlike the Rong and Di people in the western border, Daliang was an agricultural country, although it also had pastoral customs. They wore cotton products and their hairstyles were also very different. Not many Rong and Di people shaved their heads.
Seeing that Shen Li seemed displeased, the waiter quickly came over to smooth things over: "Sir, they've had too much to drink, please forgive them. The private room upstairs is ready, please come in."
"Who's drunk? You, come here." A burly man pointed at the waiter: "Come here and see if I'm drunk or not."
The waiter looked at the man's waist, which was as thick as a water vat, and hesitated to step forward. He hadn't expected this man to be so ungrateful.
Shen Li had already followed the advice and walked up the steps, but now she turned back to look at the people at that table.
"You little wench, still not convinced?" another burly man continued to provoke. "Isn't it shameful to use a woman? Are all the men of the Great Zhao dead?"
The other diners present also showed displeasure upon hearing this, but not knowing the other party's background, they dared not respond for a moment.
“The men of our Great Zhao are naturally brave and fierce. Is it because the Great Liang is belittling women so much because their 600,000-strong army was no match for a little woman, and they were killed, their flags were captured, and they suffered a complete defeat?” Shen Li spoke calmly, her voice steady but every word profound.
The diners all murmured their approval, saying that it was truly impressive.
"You...you little brat, are you looking for death?" The burly man slammed his hand on the table and stood up, his loud voice silencing the hall once again.
These men were clearly not ordinary people; they looked strong and powerful, so they probably had some kind of background.
"My life and death are not up to you. I only ask you, is what I just said true?" Faced with this threat, Shen Li did not back down but instead pressed forward, her words quite sharp.
"This...this is just your Great Zhao's slander against my Great Liang, there's no such thing." The man denied it outright.