C13 Young Master Asks You to Come over

Late at night, one o'clock in the morning.

Outside, snow and ice were falling, the wind was howling, and the snow on the window casket was freezing.

Inside the house, the fireplace was full of fire and heat.

Guan Ju hugged the warm blanket and slept soundly with the cloth doll that her mother had given her.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Soon after, the door was knocked.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

At first, Guan Ju thought she was dreaming, so she just turned around and went back to sleep.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

"Dong, dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

Unexpectedly, the knocking on the door became more and more urgent.

Guan Ju opened her eyes.

His eyelids felt heavy with lead from lack of sleep. "Who is it?"

"Young Mistress, it's me, Undershirt."

Undershirt was the personal maid that Wei Soong had arranged for Guan Ju to stay in this house.

"Come in."

Guan Ju could only rub her eyes and sit up.

Glancing at the new Chinese double-sided clock on the wall, Guan Ju's eyebrows jumped twice before she fell back into her pillow.

Is there a mistake?

Knocking on the door at one in the morning, this must be for the purpose of taking his life, right?

Undershirt pushed the door open and entered. "Young Mistress?"

She approached the bed with light steps, crouched down, and whispered to Guan Ju, "Did we disturb you?"

Guan Ju opened her heavy eyes and looked at her resentfully, "What do you think? It's already one o'clock, I was just dreaming … "

Undershirt was slightly sorry.

She whispered into Guan Ju's ear, "It's Master San. He's inviting you over!"

"Huh?"

Guan Ju, like a carp, sat up straight and asked sleepily, "Who called me?"

"Lord Third."

Undershirt answered and added, "Master San, please take a trip to the Midlake Terrace."

"..."

Guan Ju blinked. For a moment, she thought she was dreaming.

"Young mistress, please get up. San Ye's maid has been waiting for you outside the door for a long time."

"No, he called me to his room at night? This … Isn't that too weird? " Guan Ju hugged the silk blanket tightly.

Undershirt carried a long, cotton-padded jacket for her and smiled, "What's strange about that? You're Third Master Gu's legal wife, and the Gu family's third young mistress. Isn't it natural for him to invite you to his room?"

"No, no, definitely not."

The more Guan Ju thought about it, the more she felt that something was amiss. She simply grabbed the blanket and lay back down.

"Young Mistress, what are you doing?"

"Undershirt, someone to go back to Gu Xian. Tell him that I can't get up and we'll talk about it again tomorrow."

"If I could return, wouldn't I have returned earlier!?"

Undershirt once again squatted beside Guan Ju's bed. "Lord Third has already said that if you don't go, all of the maids in your room, including me, will be punished!"

"Huh?"

Guan Ju frowned.

"Yes." Undershirt nodded.

"Isn't this too overbearing?"

Guan Ju sat up.

"What can we do? Who asked your husband to be San Ye? Here, Lord Third's words were an imperial edict that no one was allowed to disobey. You will understand later. "

Undershirt said as she draped a cotton jacket over Guan Ju's shoulders.

Guan Ju had no choice but to pull away her blanket and get off the bed.

In fact, she knew!

That was because she, Guan Ju, was a reading girl with Gu Xian when she hit him.

However, the world had changed. Guan Ju had never thought that she would one day be promoted to become the other half of his marriage certificate.

Could this be called a true dream come true?

However, it was unknown whether this dream was a beautiful dream or a nightmare.

However, there was one thing that he was certain of. After all, it was just a mere dream between them.

After Guan Ju got up, she followed Gu Xian's servant to the Midlake Terrace with a nervous heart.

Along the way, Guan Ju was indulging in wild thoughts.

What did Gu Xian want from his room at night?

Could it be …

Guan Ju hurriedly covered her heavy, fluffy, cotton-padded jacket.

No, no, Gu Xian should … Not interested?

But if they were not interested, how would they explain the previous two times?

"Young Mistress, we're here."

The servant reminded them.

Guan Ju came back to her senses and forced herself to follow the maid into a room with a circular arch in the south of the river.

However, to Guan Ju's surprise, Gu Xian wasn't in the room.

Guan Ju heaved a sigh of relief.

The room was so heated that Guan Ju had to take off her down jacket.

The maid then led Guan Ju into the bathroom. "Young Mistress, Master told you to fill the bathtub with water. He'll be coming to bathe and change soon."

"..."

So, he had only come to her at night just to use her?

Give him a bath?

Luckily, he was able to think of something.

It was obvious what all the maids wanted her to do when they didn't want her to come.

"Where is he?"

Guan Ju asked the maid.

"Young Mistress, Lord Third is in the study on the second floor."

"... "Oh."

"Young Mistress, if you have any other instructions, I'll be leaving first."

"Alright."

The maid left Gu Xian's bedroom.

Guan Ju looked around the bathroom and inwardly exclaimed, "The lives of rich people are so good!"

This bathroom alone was at least twice the size of her and her father's house!

Guan Ju was speechless as she looked again at the bathtub.

How was this a bathtub? It's the size of an indoor pool, okay?

Gu Xian must be intentionally making things difficult for her, right? How long would it take to fill the water?

Guan Ju turned on the hot water.

The water temperature showed that it was stable at forty-two degrees.

Guan Ju was squatting beside the bathtub, resting her hands on her cheeks and quietly watching the water line in the bathtub rising slowly.

"It's too slow. When do I have to put it in?"

She muttered to herself in a low voice, and her eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.

The sound of water flowing was heard. It sounded like a lullaby to Guan Ju.

A few minutes later, she actually laid down on the edge of the bathtub and fell into a deep sleep.

Gu Xian came out of the study after finishing his work.

He took off his suit jacket, tossed it on the couch, and walked barefoot into the bathroom.

However, when he saw the scene inside, he stopped for a moment as he unbuttoned his shirt.

Ye Zichen frowned.

A petite figure was lying outside the huge bathtub.

The oval face was pressed against the edge of the bathtub, completely out of shape.

Her long black hair scattered in the water, layer upon layer spread out like seaweed.

Soft light poured down from the top of her head, covering her exquisite face with a young girl's halo.

For a moment, Gu Xian felt as if he had seen that naive little girl from a few years ago.

The heart door seemed to have been heavily buckled by something.

The taut outline line, unconsciously loosened a bit.

But very quickly, he recovered from his shock and his handsome face was once again covered in coldness.

He unbuttoned his cuff links, removed the diamond watch from his wrist, and put it in the box on the washstand.

He loosened the tie on his neck and glanced at the sleeping girl in the bathtub through the mirror, frowning deeply.

"Guan Ju."

he shouted.

The girl beside the bathtub did not react at all.