Chapter 75: The Exposed (VI)

"what?!"

The three beauties who came to see her doubted their ears and all looked at Gu Yue Jiarong with dull eyes.

Even Matchmaker Wang blinked in surprise: "Master, are you kidding me?"

"Maybe I heard it wrong." Li Yue'e's face turned pale.

"I think I heard it wrong." Funan's face turned pale.

"You all heard it wrong. I must have heard it wrong too." Shanshan lied to himself.

Gu Yue Jiarong said calmly: "A man should get married when he is old enough, and his mother has given him the order. I have no intention of challenging the secular rules, and I cannot go against filial piety. In this case, I will choose a good wife."

"Who is the perfect match?!"

Funan had the hottest temper. She gritted her teeth in anger and said, "You treat the matchmaker as your matchmaker. Where do you put us?"

Shanshan looked at Wang the matchmaker sharply at this time, but after a careful look, he didn't find any clues.

"She... I heard that Matchmaker Wang is already 25 years old and still a widow. Could it be that you... like older young women?" Li Yue'e's face suddenly changed, with an expression of miscalculation.

Gu Yue Jiarong didn't know whether he preferred young women, he just felt that she was more pleasing to the eye. When the four of them stood together, his attention always unconsciously shifted to her.

Matchmaker Wang took a step back and laughed dryly, "I'm here to help you find a matchmaker, not to promote myself. This is inappropriate."

After making sure that Gu Yue Jiarong was not joking, Shan Shan smiled strangely and said, "What's wrong with that? Although he has a strange habit, as long as he likes it, I can satisfy him..."

A thick white fog rolled in like surging waves, instantly submerging the world in a haze.

The scene suddenly changed, and it was the day when Matchmaker Wang and Gu Yuejiarong got married.

The red candles were shining brightly, filling the room with light. Today, matchmaker Wang was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, and her face was as rosy as a peach. Her face, which originally had only three-tenths of color, now looked radiant after being carefully made up.

She was overjoyed as Gu Yue Jiarong lifted her veil. She raised her head and smiled, revealing her dignity and beauty: "...husband."

Gu Yuejia Rong lowered his eyes and stared at her for a long while, then frowned slightly: "Well, you have worked hard today, you should take a rest first."

"Husband, where are you going?" She grabbed his sleeve.

"My mother's old illness has relapsed, and I have to go to take care of her tonight... I'm sorry." His tone was gentle, and his words were humble and polite.

But he left the bridal chamber without hesitation, leaving Matchmaker Wang gritting her teeth.

-

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

Arriving at the bedside, Gu Yuejia saw a woman lying on the bed. Her face was sallow and haggard, but her eyes were peaceful and clear, and she inexplicably had a calm and composed temperament.

"Rong'er, why are you here? Ahem...you shouldn't have come." She propped up her sick body and sat up.

Gu Yuejia Rong stepped forward to support her: "My child is worried about his mother."

"It doesn't matter to me. Now that you are married, you should care more about your wife and take responsibility for her."

"I can spare it."

Seeing his cold and uninterested look, she asked, "Is this girl not to your liking? Didn't you choose her on purpose to marry her? Don't you like her?"

"Like?" Gu Yuejia was at a loss for a moment, the breeze blew past, his hair fluttering, his eyes deep and calm as he said, "I don't know, but I suddenly felt something different when I saw her today..."

"What's different?"

He couldn't answer, so he changed the subject: "Mom, you have lost weight recently. Let me feed you something."

Next was feeding time, and he did it himself. His old mother was very full, but he couldn't stop her because he seemed very interested in the way she ate.

...It seems he has acquired another strange hobby.
Since ancient times, it has been difficult for mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to get along. Gu Yuejiarong brought Wang the matchmaker, no, her name was Wang Mei, and the two of them came to serve tea to the mother-in-law.

When serving tea, the tea was too hot and the frail mother-in-law didn't take it properly, so she got scalded all over. Before she could say anything, Gu Yue Jiarong's expression suddenly became serious and stern.

"How could you be so careless?"

Wang Mei was at a loss: "I, I didn't mean it."

Although she was jealous and resentful of her mother-in-law in her heart, because she had to stay alone in an empty room all night because of her, she would not do anything stupid in front of her.

"Go back to your room first, I'll take care of it."

Wang Mei bit her lower lip aggrievedly: "..." Why is life after marriage completely different from what she imagined?

After Wang Mei left, Gu Yuejia Rong's mother accused her, "Rong'er, you shouldn't be so cruel to her."

"I know I was wrong." He admitted his mistake with a good attitude.

"Since you married her, you shouldn't let her suffer any injustice."

"Mother, why did I marry her?" The confusion in his eyes became more and more complicated, like a spider web entangled in its own cocoon: "Is this what marriage is? Why does my child always feel that everything is so unreal."

"Let go of your guard. You should learn to love someone. This person will accompany you throughout your life, regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, regardless of illness or wealth. When I can't be with you, she will be the closest person to you for the rest of your life."

She picked out some beautiful words to tempt his heart and stir his emotions so that he could fall in love with Wang Mei.

Seeing that his mother was so eager for him and Wang Mei to have a loving and harmonious relationship, he could only say, "I understand, son. I will try my best."

-

After several years like this, Gu Yue Jia Rong's mother finally couldn't survive the cold winter. Before she died, she asked Gu Yue Jia Rong: "Are you happy with her now?"

Gu Yuejiarong was reluctant to hold her hand tightly: "Mother, I tried my best, I'm sorry..."

She touched his head and said gently, "You are so stubborn. Which one do you like?"

Seeing that she was determined to get an answer, and not wanting her to leave uneasy in the end, he said, "Like a mother."

She was startled: "What am I like?"

"She understood me, enlightened me, and showed me the way. Although I was very dull and could never comprehend the happiness of love that my mother talked about, the days with her company were the days that Jiarong would never regret in his life."

she:"……"

Wang Mei, who was holding a medicine bowl and about to enter the door, said: "..."

The scene changes——

Gu Yue Jiarong passed the imperial examination and became an official. Ten years later, he held a high position. However, over the years, no matter how many temptations he endured, he always had only his wife by his side.

She accompanied him from his youth and poverty to his power and influence. He respected her, protected her, and fought for her imperial decrees. She became the wife of the prime minister that all women envied.

But Wang Mei was not happy.

Because no matter how much he did, it was just a compensation, because he could never fall in love with her.

She thought that life was so short and she no longer had time to waste on trial and error. She couldn't just let things go.

So she thought of a way - to risk her life in order to survive.

The prime minister of the current cabinet was dismissed for corruption and fraud. In the prison, Gu Yuejiarong was wearing prison clothes and had disheveled hair. The jailer who came to deliver the food box pulled the iron chain and said, "Sir, it's time to eat."

He turned his head. He had no appetite at first, but when he saw the jailer had already lowered his head to open the food box and put food on the table for him, the words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back.
"What's your name?" he asked suddenly.

The jailer slowly raised his head. At that glance, her face seemed like a dusk drum, filling his heart: "Sir, my name is Xu Chu."

Can you guess who our mountain is in Gu Yue Jia Rong's dream? It's easy to guess, right?