When Gu Jiao returned to Feng Courtyard after seeing off the Duke, Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun were being forcefully sent to bathe by the aunt.
The aunt’s mind was buzzing, and she had no strength left to see anyone. She closed her door and also went to soak in the bath.
The uncle returned to his own room, presumably also to freshen up. Only Gu Chengfeng’s door was ajar, with no sound coming from inside.
Gu Jiao curiously approached to take a look.
Believe it or not, at this moment, Gu Chengfeng was wandering around the room like a fool, admiring every table and chair with an incredulous look in his eyes.
It was as if... a curious baby had entered a magic wonderland.
Gu Jiao was completely puzzled.
I know the Duke Residence has good conditions, but you are the legitimate son of the Marquis Residence. Your quality of life since childhood has not been bad. Is this really the reaction you should have?
Most people might not disturb Gu Chengfeng at this moment.
But Gu Jiao was not most people.
Most of the time, she wasn’t even human.
She pushed the door open with a bang and strode in with large steps.
Gu Chengfeng was startled by the sudden noise. The novelty and delight on his face had no time to fade before being replaced with a layer of awkwardness.
That was the silly expression Gu Jiao would never forget even after ten years.
"What are you doing!" Gu Chengfeng came to his senses, adjusted his expression, and asked Gu Jiao in an annoyed tone.
Gu Jiao stood still in the room, looking at the furnishings and then at the embarrassed Gu Chengfeng. "I should be asking you, what are you doing?"
Gu Chengfeng’s eyes flickered. "I, I was just looking around, is that not allowed?"
Gu Jiao bluntly said, "You weren’t just looking, you were touching too."
Gu Chengfeng choked and retorted with false bravado, "So what if I touch?"
Gu Jiao seriously thought about it. "It’s not forbidden."
Gu Chengfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Jiao continued to ask, "But why are you touching? Do you have some unknown quirk?"
Gu Chengfeng exploded, "What quirk! What’s wrong with touching!"
Gu Jiao seriously considered the issue and concluded, "Not much."
Gu Chengfeng took the initiative to retort, "Aren’t you going back? Is it appropriate to stay in your brother’s room in the middle of the night? Do you think you really are a man just because you’re dressed like one?"
Gu Jiao frowned and corrected him, "No manners, call me Uncle."
Gu Chengfeng: "..."
He had thought that this visit would be just hiding in one of the rooms.
But it wasn’t the case.
This was a room given to him, not for "Gu Jiao" of Canglan Academy, not for "Chang Jing" of Tianxiang Pavilion, but just for Gu Chengfeng.
He suddenly felt a serious sense of acceptance and belonging, no longer viewing this family as an outsider.
As Gu Chengfeng thought deeper, his eyes started to sting and swell.
Suddenly, Gu Jiao poked her head in through the window, "Gu Chengfeng."
Gu Chengfeng’s body shuddered, he quickly wiped his eyes and coldly asked with his back to the window, "What do you want now?"
Gu Jiao tossed something over.
He caught it in reverse; it was a bottle of medicine.
"What’s this?" he asked.
Gu Jiao replied, "Medicine, apply it twice daily, a thin layer."
Gu Chengfeng asked in confusion, "Why do I need to apply medicine?"
Gu Jiao replied, "Slave mark. It should have healed after so many days. You can apply the medicine now. If it doesn’t go away in a month, we’ll do surgery."
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