Chapter 1330

Chen Guanlou glanced at the sneaky people around him, gave a contemptuous smile, and then stepped into the Lu Wang Fu's residence in the capital.

"Are you satisfied? Is there any trouble that needs me to step in and handle?"

Chen Guanlou saw Song Anxu in the back garden; both of them knew how to enjoy themselves and were lying on lounge chairs. Dignity and discipline were non-existent.

Song Anxu was eating grapes and spitting the seeds into the palm of a beautiful maid.

"I don't need you to step in for now."

"When I came, I saw many people watching outside the residence."

"They are all a bunch of clowns; don't worry about them."

"You smashed their mansions; are you satisfied?"

Chen Guanlou asked softly.

Song Anxu chuckled. "If I said I wasn't satisfied, would you help me?"

"Of course! Even if you asked me to help you kill someone, I would be willing."

"Sweet talk. If I really wanted to kill someone, I wouldn't need you to act; the Wang Fu has its own people to use."

Chen Guanlou laughed happily. "That's true. A century-old Wang Fu has such deep foundations. I was just trying to please you."

"Hypocritical!" Song Anxu smiled, exposing his lie.

The two of them opened their eyes wide and said sweet nothings that neither believed, yet both felt very happy. This way of getting along, straightforward and direct, with the sweetest smiles paired with the most ruthless words, was something both sides were very accustomed to. All calculations were laid out on the table.

Truly a match made in heaven.

Since she didn't need his help, in the days that followed, Chen Guanlou continued to live a life of ignoring everything and focusing on being a kept man. Gold and silver jewelry and all sorts of treasures were sent to him like flowing water.

Meeting such a generous boss—happiness!

It saved the process of bargaining and preserved dignity for both of them.

Time passed like a trickling stream, slipping by inadvertently.

Song Anxu became pregnant as she wished.

Calculating the time, she got pregnant the day they consummated the marriage.

Chen Guanlou:...

Truly young, with a good body!

Mainly because his seed was good and full of vitality!

Once pregnant, Song Anxu lived in the Lu Wang Fu's residence in the capital to rest and nurture the fetus, no longer worrying about other matters.

Chen Guanlou would visit her every few days, but he no longer stayed overnight.

Song Anxu once asked him why he didn't stay overnight; was it because the servants didn't serve him well?

"Not at all! I'm used to living alone. Actually, I have several mansions in the capital, from one-courtyard to three-courtyard styles. After living here and there, my own little courtyard is still the most suitable for me."

Chen Guanlou spoke the truth without any nonsense. Indeed, after all these years, the Chen family's little courtyard was still the most suitable for him.

"Is this place not suitable for you? It's right next to the imperial palace, an inch of land is worth an inch of gold, and the feng shui is excellent. I know the feng shui of the Hou Fu is also good, but it definitely can't compare to the Wang Fu's residence. Whatever you want to do, it's definitely better here than in your little courtyard."

Chen Guanlou shook his head and smiled. "You only know about feng shui, but you forgot about suitability! What's suitable is the best. Just like you choosing me—is it because I'm the best? It's because I'm the one most suitable for you."

Song Anxu had nothing to say.

Chen Guanlou successfully escaped, thinking that he should go to the Wang Fu's residence less often in the future and must not be entangled by Song Anxu. He didn't want to go to the Lu Wang Fu to be a live-in son-in-law.

Women are truly strange!

After pregnancy, not only did her habits change, but even her temper, preferences, and concepts changed.

He hoped that after the child was born, she would return to normal.

By the time Song Anxu stabilized her pregnancy and prepared to set off back to the fief, time had already entered early winter.

The capital had already turned cold. Pedestrians on the street were already wearing thick cotton-padded jackets to resist the knife-like cold wind.

Chen Guanlou came to the residence again to see her off. After today, the two wouldn't be able to meet for several years.

"Why don't you come back to the fief with me? It's warmer there. Even at its coldest, it's warmer than it is now."

Chen Guanlou felt alert; this woman truly hadn't given up and really wanted to entangle him and pull him in as a live-in son-in-law.

"No! I won't go back to the fief with you. Don't forget our original agreement."

Song Anxu was a bit unhappy, but she didn't lose her temper and could control it. Despite being affected by pregnancy, she was still the noble daughter who had fought her way out of the inner chambers, though she occasionally felt fragile.

"Fine! If the cow won't drink, you can't force its head; it's not worth it. After the child is born, I will write to you and tell you about the child's situation."

"Fine, you handle it. If I have time, I will write to you."

Song Anxu smiled without smiling, tugging at his collar.

He didn't fear cold or heat and was dressed very thinly.

With this tug, more than half of his collar was exposed.

"When are you ever not free? You are clearly very idle; writing a letter still requires 'finding time.' Hmm?"

Chen Guanlou pulled back his collar and laughed. "Playing like this is meaningless. Tugging and pulling doesn't fit your style. You are a noble daughter who has created history. In the future, your name will surely be in the history books, written in great detail. You will leave your name in history—this is something many people strive for but cannot obtain.

Your future is the sea of stars; why covet love? This kind of demonic wind of infatuated men and resentful women doesn't suit people like us. Be good, think it through. You are currently affected by pregnancy. When you wake up, you will definitely slap yourself today."

No need for the future; at this very moment, Song Anxu wanted to slap her previous self.

Pregnancy is truly not a good thing; it completely affected her intelligence and judgment.

She gave a forced smile. "You're right! I am someone who will leave a name in history; indulging in love will only delay me from handling serious matters. The fief is so big, and there are so many subjects—all need me to worry about them. You are very lucky; you don't have a chance to help me handle the fief's affairs. Just be lazy to death."

At this moment, Chen Guanlou admitted he was jealous.

For a moment, he also had the thought of wanting a fief.

On second thought, he would probably be tired to death.

Forget it, forget it!

Even if there were a group of capable subordinates, as the master of the fief, one still had to worry. Otherwise, if the people below colluded and acted in cahoots, and the master of the fief was deceived, wouldn't he be laughed at by the world as a fool?

Song Anxu saw his expression and immediately smiled. "If you change your mind, it's still not too late."

"No! Absolutely will not change my mind." Chen Guanlou was incomparably firm!

Song Anxu rolled her eyes at him. "Fine, fine, I won't force you. If you encounter difficulties in the future that you can't solve, you can ask me for help. If someone bullies you, don't worry about the consequences; just hit back. After all, we can count as husband and wife for a time. If you are in trouble, I will definitely not stand by."

"If you are in trouble, it's impossible for me to be in trouble." Chen Guanlou retorted.

Song Anxu chuckled. "Don't speak too early. Tomorrow morning, I will set off back to the fief."

"Tomorrow morning, I won't see you off. The palace has arranged for people to protect you; they are all Ninth-Rank martial artists, so safety is definitely no problem."

"You are truly heartless. I am carrying your child, and you won't even see me off."

Song Anxu complained with her mouth, but her face carried a smile.

Actually, she was very satisfied with Chen Guanlou's attitude. No dragging things out, separating cleanly and neatly. Better than tugging and pulling, infatuated men and resentful women!

Farewell!

Father of the child!