The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law
Chapter 345: Our Name, the Eternal Poem.

Chapter 345: Chapter 345: Our Name, the Eternal Poem.

"What are you talking about? You haven’t caused me any trouble at all!" Yue Tingfang said somewhat anxiously, "I just..."

"I know!" Jin Zijin interrupted him once again.

Two ’justs’, two ’I knows’. Actually, he didn’t need to say so much; he knew many things already.

"All right, you’re grown up now. If you need anything from us, just say it. It’s just that woman..."

"She’s quite well, thank you Uncle Yue for your concern. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading back first. Uncle Yue, Jin Yan takes his leave!"

Thinking of Gu Youyou, a smile involuntarily curved up Jin Zijin’s lips without him realizing it.

He walked alone in the Marquis Residence’s garden at night, like a shining star in the night sky.

Lately, he had thought a lot and felt that she truly was very good; her appearance was like a compensation from heaven, a blessing.

How well they matched, both being orphans, trapped by others since their childhood. "Green, green, the clothes edges, endlessly, my heart longs," it seemed heaven had arranged their names into that ageless poem long ago.

No matter whose person she was, what kind of person she was, actually none of it was important. Because she was just her. Even if she was someone arranged purposely by others, he would still fight to make her his person.

Just as Yue Rujing had said, he might really have been infatuated.

Moonlight filtered through the window, spilling onto the bed, and he saw that she had already fallen asleep. Getting closer, he could hear her light, delicate breathing.

He took off his clothes and slipped into her quilt, gently wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, just like countless nights before.

To balance the flaming poison within him, to balance the cold poison within her, they had to snuggle closely. Otherwise, they would rely on an antidote in the blood to suppress the toxicity.

But that night, because of the inexplicable feelings of pity surfacing in his mind, it seemed to ferment a different flavor, and even carried a blush tinted like peach blossoms.

...

Gu Youyou got up before dawn, still yawning as she dressed.

"If you want to sleep, sleep a bit longer. Why get up so early?" Jin Zijin said.

"You don’t understand," Gu Youyou replied to him.

In the end, they were guests, and Gu Youyou did not want to conflict with the young ladies of the Marquis Residence. Getting up at this hour to hurry to the shop and help out, returning later in the night, she could avoid those young ladies of the Marquis Residence.

"I really can’t do anything with you!" Jin Zijin said with a laugh.

Gu Youyou was extremely busy and very happy at the thought of opening a branch of Jisheng Hall in Lingnan.

Not just in Lingnan, in the future, other cities, and even Beijing, would have the words Jisheng Hall.

She wanted to carry on the legacy of Jisheng Hall, not failing Doctor Zhou who had provided her with such an opportunity.

Gu Youyou had already forgotten the troubles of the Marquis Residence, and the few young ladies of the Residence who looked for her several times all returned disappointed and were at their wits’ end.

"What does she mean? Not even Mother can call her out when she sends someone; does she really think she’s royalty?"

"Cousin, Xiaotao said she wasn’t there. Out early and back late every day, who knows what she’s up to."

This was the Marquis Residence’s cousin, the only daughter of the old lady’s youngest child. Her father was one of Yue Tingfang’s generals, who had died in battle, leaving behind wife and daughter. Being widows and orphans, the old lady felt extremely sorry for them, so she took them back to her maiden home to be cared for.

The cousin would eventually be married off, serving as a future caretaker for the old lady’s youngest daughter.

After all, the Marquis Residence was large, there was no shortage of food or clothing, two more did not matter, two less made no difference; therefore, the Marchioness had no objections.

"The second young lady’s maid said, ’Probably that country bumpkin hasn’t seen the world, rushing off to the streets to watch the excitement before dawn. Our Lingnan City is so big, it’ll take her many days to see it