Gu Huarong estimated that after 16 years, she finally felt that the golden finger of her transmigration was the harmony of her family and the absence of those shady affairs.
This was actually quite good. There was no need to fight, no need to kill each other, and no need to be at odds with her family. Her days were very warm.
She was also not a top student who could make perfume, soap, and cosmetics to lead her family to become rich. She was also not a military expert who could make gunpowder and cannons for the country.
Sometimes, she thought that if she had known that she would transmigrate, she would have studied Chinese medicine and become a divine doctor.
Sigh, every time she thought of this, she would sigh.
"Young master, is the taste of the dishes not good?" Shuxiu, the servant girl who had been by her side since she was young, asked. Her worried gaze was even gentler than the spring river water.
Gu Huarong had transmigrated, and when in Rome, do as the Romans do. She liked to dress up as a man and wander around. She had tried all kinds of exciting places, including brothels, casinos, and underground fighting arenas.
After 16 years, she was tired of everything. That was why she sighed just now. She only hated that she did not know medicine. If she did, she would be practicing medicine to help the world.
She thought about it. Dressed in a white robe, a little scholar carrying a basket, and her long hair fluttering in the wind. Then, she would say pretentiously, "I treat people and also kill people. I don't save the living."
Damn, just thinking about it made her feel emotional.
Originally, she had planned to find a local doctor and learn medicine from him so that she could have some skills. However, the doctors within a radius of a hundred miles did not accept them. They said that they only passed on to males and not females.
Previously, she had disguised herself as a man and went to visit one. Later, she was accidentally discovered. That doctor felt that he had let down his ancestors and wanted to commit suicide to atone for his sins. Only then did she give up on the idea of becoming his disciple.
"Chang 'an, so you are here." Her fair-weather friend, Lin Heqing, came in with a bone fan and sat across Gu Huarong very familiarly. "I heard that you are bored again? I happen to have some fun here. Do you want to hear it? "
Gu Changan was the only son of Huarong's second uncle. He was the same age as her. Although he was born in the second branch, he grew up in the fifth branch. His temperament took after his fifth uncle, who was also Huarong's biological father.
If it weren't for the fact that he was born with intelligence, Huarong would sometimes suspect that he was the biological son of his parents and she was picked up from the streets.
However, this also benefited her. Her cousin was a bookworm who spent all his time at home composing poems, writing lyrics, and researching knowledge. Thus, she used his name to fool around.
Sixteen years later, the rumor that the Seventh Young Master of the Gu Family was a playboy in Jinling became more and more popular. Second Aunt even argued with Huarong's mother, the Wu Clan, about this matter. She said that Anin ruined the reputation of the Seventh Young Master of the Gu Family, so how could they discuss marriage in the future?
However, Gu Changan could not resist the Gu family's unwavering loyalty. He did not mind and even doted on his younger sister, who was even more boyish than a boy.
The other members of the family also indulged her. Not for anything else, but because there was only one girl in the entire Gu family, everyone wanted to dote on her to the bone.
Otherwise, Huarong would not think that his golden finger was the harmony of the family.
She restrained the sharpness in her eyes and continued to pretend to be bored to death. "What fun can there be?"
She was not bragging, but she had looked for all the fun in this era and was tired of it. She had long lost interest in it.
Seeing that she did not believe him, Lin Heqing closed his folding fan and placed it on the table. "Chang 'an, you know the Zhenguo Mansion, right?"
The Gu Family was a business family and did business with everyone in the world. Although she was unrestrained and loved freedom, she always remembered that she could not provoke the aristocrats. Otherwise, it would bring disaster to the family. How could she not know the Zhenguo Mansion?
She nodded and said in a neither soft nor heavy voice, "Stop talking nonsense. If you have something to say, say it."
Lin Heqing did not mind that Huarong's mouth was not clean. He had long been used to it. In the past, he was also a well-behaved and honest young master. He studied the classics and always spoke in a refined manner. However, ever since he mingled with the 'Seventh Young Master' of the Gu Family, he did not pay attention to it.
However, he inexplicably felt very good.
He leaned closer to Huarong and lowered his voice in a voice that could be heard from afar. "I heard that Zhenguo Gong's Crown Prince's lover was raped and is pregnant. Zhenguo Gong's Crown Prince did not mind and even wanted to elope with her. He did not expect that Miss Yang would not agree. In the end, he waited alone at the back door of the Yang Residence for half the night. When he woke up in the morning, he was beaten half to death by the Wen Brothers."
Huarong said, "How pitiful."
"I heard that Miss Yang was born as beautiful as a fairy and the Wen Brothers fought over each other to say that they raped her." Lin Heqing spoke excitedly. His face was about to bloom like a sunflower.
Huarong listened and felt that in this era, a woman who had lost her chastity and three men fought over her. It was simply a bug. He had to admit that it really aroused his interest. "Let's go and see what that girl looks like."
"Hehe, I knew that you would not be able to resist it. I have already arranged it."
Lin Heqing's grandfather was a middle-aged Count. Although his descendants were not qualified to inherit the title and did not have any outstanding descendants, as long as the Count was alive, the family would be different. They were considered aristocrats, while the Yang Family was an aristocratic family of officials.
Everything in the world had its ups and downs. Unfortunately, the Yang Family was already in decline. The highest ranking official was just a Hanlin. Every day, he practiced calligraphy and studied, but he could not let go of his status as an aristocratic family of scholars. Although he had a reputation, he did not have any real power. His family was not rich either. His life was not as good as that of the Lin Family, which was rich and poor.
Therefore, the two of them secretly followed Yang Ze's carriage out of the city and left Jinling.
"Isn't she pregnant? Why is she leaving the city? "Huarong asked, puzzled.
"I have asked around. The Yang Family covered up this scandal tightly and hastily arranged a marriage with the Wen Family. This is to send Yang Ze back to the ancestral home to get married. I spent a lot of effort to find out." Lin Heqing explained to her excitedly, looking as if she was asking for praise. "It's getting late. They must be staying at the inn in front for the night. Later, we will follow them."
Huarong had done this kind of thing many times before. Although her family was angry and worried, they could not do anything about it. Fortunately, the Gu Family's business was all around Jinling. Huarong knew her limits. If she could not go home, she would stay at her own business.
"Young Master, you are not going home again." Shuxiu's delicate face twisted. Although she could not control her master every time, she was loyal to her master and would not tire of persuading her every time.
Huarong was already used to it. She lifted the curtain of the carriage and said without turning her head, "Be good. I will buy you candy later."
Shuxiu was about to cry. Miss was like this every time.
The moment she lifted the curtain, a handsome young man rode past. He glanced back at the carriage. Their eyes met in the air. Huarong's heart jumped for no reason. "What a handsome young master."
"Chang 'an, Chang' an. There is a good show to watch. The one riding the horse is the Crown Prince Zhenguo Gong." Lin Heqing was as excited as a hen that had just laid eggs. Her blood was boiling and her face was red with excitement.
Huarong could not understand. How could a man be so gossipy? She felt as if she was living in a vegetable market.
However, she was also excited. This Crown Prince was not afraid of the world's eyes. He did not even disguise himself and chased after them.
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