Chapter 465
That year, the New Year's celebrations in Bianjing were extremely lively.
The imperial palace had welcomed a little grandson, and Tianqi Emperor was so happy that he rewarded the Ning Family, granted general amnesty for three years, and the whole country celebrated together.
The border wars had ended, and many soldiers returned home to reunite with their families.
Zhao Changdu, who had become commander-in-chief, gave rewards all along the way back, wanting the four corners to rejoice together and people from all eight directions to come congratulate, so that everyone in the world would know how delighted he was to have Little Zhao Yan.
Ever since Gu Boqing returned to Bianjing, Gu Ying had a huge fight with that grandmother who only knew how to protect the main room, and completely cut off all contact after that.
Gu Boqing kept a taut face without saying much, thinking of his years of neglect towards his daughter, he let it be by default.
Later, it was an incident from the year Ye Zhuoning passed away that made Gu Boqing furious.
After arguing with her own mother all night, Gu Boqing was also disappointed with Gu Old Madam, and moved out of the Gu manor.
Gu Jia's illness had improved somewhat. Under the interference of the Ye Family, she was helpless to marry a burly and brutal military man. The couple's affairs would end up in the yamen every few days, bringing public disgrace to the prominent families of Bianjing. Everyone in privileged circles knew about Gu Jia's scandals.
The previously arrogant Gu Jia went crying to Gu Old Madam many times, and whenever she saw Gu Ying, she would make all kinds of snide remarks, the hatred in her eyes seemingly able to spew fire.
Unfortunately, after Gu Ying stopped returning to the Duke of Dongping's manor, Gu Jia didn't even have an outlet to vent her anger, and was nearly driven mad from exasperation.
Not long after, Gu Ying heard that Gu Jia had become pregnant, but was ravaged by her drunk husband, losing the child that very day. She had massive bleeding and nearly died. Since then her health deteriorated day after day, until finally she could only lie in bed waiting to be served by others.
Her unreliable husband had long been fooling around with her personal maid. After she took to her sickbed, the maid gained power and became the mistress, taking over the inner residence. She cut off Gu Jia's food and clothing. Now beside her bed there was no one left she could ask for help, and filth soiled her whole bed but no one came to clean it up.
That military man became even more repulsed by her, rarely even going into her room.
Gu Jia dragged her battered body and leaned against the bed frame. The room was pitch black, cold and damp. Outside, a few specks of moonlight drifted in through the cracks in the roof, and snowflakes floated in through the gaps in the eaves. She clenched her stiff fingers, gave a self-deprecating chuckle, and hated, "Gu Ying! My decline to this point is all thanks to you! Just you wait! You wait for me!"
Before the little one's mouth reached its target, Ye Qingchi intercepted midway. The baby pouted his lips, staring with his shiny black eyes at his uncle's handsome face, and let out a loud wail.
Seeming to be protesting his uncle's unfairness!
Gu Shuang's arms were full of the baby's milk scent. She blinked resentfully at him, "Husband, I'm playing with the child, don't bully little Yan."
Ye Qingchi hooked his wife's shoulder with his arm, arching his brow, "He's just a little boy, how could he casually kiss other men's wives?"
Feeling the man's fingers gently caressing her lips, Gu Shuang's pretty face turned red, "Husband, he's just a little milk baby, could you actually be jealous of a baby?"
"How could I be."
"I see that husband is definitely jealous."
Calling him husband with every sentence, it made his heart feel as sweet as honey.
Ye Qingchi felt gratified inside. He scooped the little milk dumpling from his wife's arms with his big hand, looking between the child and his wife's belly, a profound meaning appeared between his brows.
Gu Shuang didn't notice the deep look in the man's eyes. She extended a slender jade finger to play with the little one. He was very well-behaved and didn't cry much since Second Sister came back. His distinct black and white big eyes were bright like stars. His brows, nose, they looked exactly like they were cast from the same mold as Crown Prince's.
He was still so tiny yet already so exquisite and beautiful. When he grew up some more, I'm afraid the young girls in Bianjing would all be smitten.
It was just a pity that after marrying into the Ye family for so long, there was still no movement in her belly. Yet she and husband were... quite frequent in the matter of making babies.
But she just hadn't been able to conceive. Mother had found her many folk remedies, which husband also didn't allow her to take.
When he put on that stern face, he looked exactly like Old Master, so Ye Qingchi's words were ones she didn't dare disobey.
She could only blame her useless body for letting husband down in this matter of children. Thinking of this, Gu Shuang's small face drooped.