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Chapter 163 There must have been a mix-up at birth

For half a month, Xuan-ge stayed at Hongmeng Garden.

This news was like a fire, reigniting the thoughts that had been extinguished in Gu Jiacheng's heart.

He still remembered the lesson he learned from his last outburst of nonsense, so he dared not act rashly again this time and could only secretly plot in his mind.

Since Gu Junze is no good, what difference does it make who I support?

Gu Jiacheng was making his own plans, and a calculating glint would occasionally flash in his eyes.

That day, Gu Chen, the third master of the Gu family, returned from court. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Gu Jiacheng, as if his feet were greased, immediately rushed forward and went to help him with a big smile.

"Father, you're finally back. There must be so many affairs at court; you must be exhausted."

As Gu Jiacheng spoke, he carefully supported Gu Chen's arm, his attentive manner making it seem as if he had suddenly changed his personality and become a caring and filial son.

"Hmm." Gu Chen simply responded, but his heart was filled with surprise.

His son usually either hangs out with his concubines or does nothing, so why is he suddenly being so attentive today?

He subtly observed Gu Jiacheng, noticing how Gu was helping him up and reaching for his official hat with practiced ease.

"Tell me, have you done something wrong again?"

Gu Chen asked directly. He knew his son too well; if someone was being overly solicitous, they were either up to no good or had ulterior motives.

"How could that be, Father? Your son has been very well-behaved lately, staying right at home all day without ever leaving the house."

Gu Jiacheng quickly waved his hand in denial, his face full of smiles, trying to make Gu Chen believe him.

As he spoke, he kicked away a pebble blocking his way.

"Dad, this way, please take it slow." Gu Jiacheng quickly changed the subject and continued to help Gu Chen walk into the house.

As Gu Chen was being helped by him, he suddenly remembered the servant's report from a few days ago, saying that his son was spending all his time with his two concubines and was behaving improperly.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown.

Useless.

Gu Jiacheng's eyes darted around, and he felt the time was right, so he tentatively said, "Father, Xuan-ge'er has been living in the Marquis's mansion for quite some time now, I wonder what the young master and his wife mean by this..."

As he spoke, he secretly observed Gu Chen's expression.

Gu Chen snorted coldly and immediately understood his thoughts.

What are his tricks? He can tell what his son is up to the moment he bends over.

"Tell me about yourself," Gu Chen's tone suddenly turned stern, "You can't pass the imperial examinations, you can't achieve anything in martial arts. Even if you go into business, you can't even figure out how to use an abacus. What else can you do?"

Gu Chen launched into a tirade against him, "All you do is indulge in women and scheme against each other all day long... You have no ambition whatsoever..."

Unfit for important tasks!

Gu Chen became angrier and angrier as he spoke. How could he have given birth to such a son?

Born out of wedlock, without the support of his family, and lacking ambition, he is far inferior to himself in his youth.

If he hadn't witnessed his birth, he would have suspected that his second brother's child had been switched at birth.

Why do they all stray from the right path...?

Gu Jiacheng was so scolded that he couldn't even lift his head, his face turning red and white in turns.

He was incredibly frustrated and felt utterly bummed out; it was just so incredibly unlucky!

But he didn't dare to talk back.

After the scolding subsided, he stammered, "Father, I was foolish before, and I know I was wrong."

"It's just that I'm worried about Xuan-ge'er. You see, he's been living in the Marquis's mansion for a while now, and who knows if he'll become estranged from us in the future."

As Gu Jiacheng spoke, he stole glances at Gu Chen's expression, trying to find a sign of any change in his attitude.

Upon hearing this, Gu Chen's expression softened slightly, but he still looked at Gu Chen with disappointment: "If you really have this kind of mindset, you should spend more time on yourself and improve your skills, instead of always focusing on these unorthodox methods."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Brother Xuan's affairs are his own fate; don't worry about them."

Although Gu Jiacheng was unconvinced, he still replied, "Father is right to teach me a lesson. I will definitely change in the future."

"I just think that since Xuan-ge'er is in the Marquis's mansion, I should at least find an excuse to go and see him. Otherwise, if word gets out, people will think that I, as his father, am heartless."

"What are you looking at? The Marquis's mansion would never wrong Xuan-ge'er. It's better than him staying by your side."

After saying that, Gu Chen turned around and walked back to his study.

He sat at the carved desk, his brows furrowed, gazing absently at the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window, lost in thought for a long time.

Only the occasional bird song could be heard.

After a moment of contemplation, Gu Chen reached out and opened the drawer, taking out an exquisite wooden box containing Xuan Ge'er's birth date and time.

His gaze slowly swept over it. Although the Marquis's mansion was wealthy, people's hearts were complicated. Who could guarantee that the child would have a smooth life?

Following Gu Junze is better than following my good-for-nothing son...

Thinking of this, Gu Chen stood up, carefully put away Xuan Ge'er's birth information, placed it in his bosom, then put on a cloak and hurriedly went out.

Hongmeng Courtyard

The cold wind howled like knives, but the room was warm and cozy.

The stove was burning brightly, making the whole room warm and cozy.

"Come, come, Brother Xuan..."

Gu Yun held a rattle drum in his hand and shook it gently. The rattle drum made a crisp and melodious sound.

The thumping sounds echoed in the room, attracting Xuan-ge'er's attention.

"Brother Xuan, over here, over here, come to your brother..."

Xuan Ge'er has just learned to crawl. His little body is wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat, looking like a round little dumpling.

She was trying her best to move little by little, staring intently at the rattle in Gu Yun's hand, her chubby little hands stretching forward on the bed.

This was all thanks to the large bed that Gu Junze brought, which was big and spacious, allowing Xuan Ge'er to crawl around on it as he pleased.

Yingqing pushed Gu Junze in from outside, saying with a hint of doting in her voice, "Look at the commotion you've made."

Gu Yun turned his head, his eyes lighting up immediately: "Dad, look at Xuan-ge'er, he's climbing so well!"

"Xuan-ge'er can crawl, all thanks to Yun-ge'er's excellent teaching," Chu Ruohan said with a smile.

"Of course, I spend every day with Xuan-ge'er and teach him with all my heart."

As Gu Yun spoke, he shook the rattle in his hand again, which made Xuan Ge'er giggle and climb even more vigorously, wiggling his little body and babbling.

Gu Junze smiled and looked at Chu Ruohan, saying, "Third Uncle, he just arrived."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, “Brother Xuan’s birth date and time.”

Chu Ruohan was slightly taken aback, and then a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

This means they want them to adopt Xuan Ge'er.

Aunt Li is dead. A child without a mother is indeed pitiful, but what about his father…?

He's not one to stay put.

There will definitely be trouble ahead...