A Prison Visit and Seduction

Gu Anwei arranged for someone to take her to Dali Temple to visit her in prison.

He said he dared to accept the offer because he and the Vice Minister of the Dali Temple were born in the same year and had a good personal relationship.

Gu Wanning, accompanied by Er Ya Er Ya was carrying a basket, followed the jailer in hushed tones.

When the cell door was opened, Gu Wanning was shocked by what she saw.

Where have the iron shackles, cockroaches, rats, and damp, dark environments gone?

It was clearly a normal room, though dimly lit and somewhat cramped, but fully furnished with a bed, table, chairs, and even tea on the table.

Xu Weibei sat at the table, head down, writing furiously. No one knew what he was writing, and he didn't even look up when he heard the sound.

"My Marquis, someone has come to see you," the jailer reported respectfully and cautiously.

Gu Wanning: No, jailer, where's your little whip?

Shouldn't you be swaggering around, all high and mighty?

"I won't see them." Xu Weibei didn't look up, his voice as cold as ice. "I won't see anyone."

Gu Wanning asked teasingly, "... Can't I do it either?"

Chapter 231 Sedition During Prison Visit

Upon hearing the sound, Xu Weibei immediately looked up, staring incredulously at Gu Wanning's radiant smile.

His eyes were filled with shock and surprise.

Then his face turned cold, and he immediately told him to go back, "You're no good either. Go back! Who told you to come to a place like this!"

"This place isn't as comfortable as the Marquis's Residence, but it's much better than I imagined." Gu Wanning smiled and gestured to the jailer to open the cell door.

She had initially been cautious around the jailer, but seeing his respectful demeanor towards Xu Weibei, she immediately felt at ease.

This is someone Xu Weibei can order around, and Xu Weibei is someone she can easily control.

Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration, but it's a goal, and she'll definitely achieve it.

The jailer dared not open the door, looking tremblingly at Xu Weibei, awaiting his approval.

Before Xu Weibei could speak, Gu Wanning said, "Since we're already here, won't you let me have a sip of tea and say a few words?"

"What a lovely place! Would you like some tea?"

"Wherever you are, there is a good place."

Xu Weibei's face instantly turned red.

Gu Wanning's sweet words came so naturally.

Seeing Xu Weibei's reaction, the jailer understood everything.

Alright, hurry up and open the door.

The reason the Marquis was imprisoned was also because of this person.

This lady is someone we can't afford to offend.

If you offend the Marquis, just say a few nice words and apologize, and it will all be over.

But if you offend the woman the Marquis cherishes most, your head won't be so secure...

Gu Wanning took the basket from Er Ya and said to her, "Go outside and wait for me."

Er Ya didn't agree immediately. She rubbed her hands together and said, "Miss, I'll stay with you. If I don't say anything, just pretend I don't exist."

The girl has looked terrifying these past few days.

The loyal Er Ya almost doubted herself, worried that she might not be able to keep an eye on the young lady and that she might force herself on the Marquis.

That won't do!

We've been taken advantage of.

What's offered to you is worthless; men don't appreciate it.

Even if the Marquis is indeed a good man, we still have to keep him hanging on and make Marquis take the initiative.

Gu Wanning: "... It's alright, you can go out. The Marquis won't do anything to me."

Er Ya finally couldn't hold back any longer and whispered, "This servant is worried that you might do something to the Marquis..."

Although she spoke very softly, Xu Weibei's hearing was so good that he heard her Gu Wanqing.

Then his face turned even redder, followed by a deep sense of inferiority.

What can he do?

He's a useless person.

Thinking of this, the refusal on his face became even more resolute.

Gu Wanning, who had been observing his expression closely, sensed something was wrong and immediately said decisively, "My elder brother instructed me to speak with the Marquis privately, without letting anyone else hear. However, it should be alright if you stay; you're not an outsider..."

"This servant will take her leave now."

Watching Er Ya hurry out, Gu Wanning couldn't help but chuckle.

"I knew it," she said, placing the basket on the table with the natural familiarity of an old married couple. "It's useful to mention my elder brother. Just like brine curdling tofu, one thing can subdue another. My Marquis, you don't need to stop me. I can recognize some characters, albeit haltingly, but I can't decipher a single word of your cursive script."

Xu Weibei was covering his paper, blushed.

He was writing a "memoir" that also served as his "last will and testament," and when someone saw it, especially Gu Wanning, he felt ashamed.

He said curtly, "What are you doing here? I don't need your gratitude. I just don't like that beast, it's none of your business."

Gu Wanning didn't argue with him. She simply said "Oh," and started taking the food out of the basket, plate by plate: braised pork knuckle with rock sugar, shrimp and tofu, cold lotus root slices, pickled goose feet...

"Eat the pork knuckle while it's hot, it gets greasy when it cools down. See, it's still steaming! That's because I added a piece of charcoal underneath..."

Xu Weibei turned his face away.

He won't eat.

He dared not look at Gu Wanning too much, for fear that he would develop a possessive desire for her.

Because he couldn't even give her the most basic happiness.

He doesn't deserve it.

"Aren't you hungry?" Gu Wanning didn't mind his indifference at all, and said to herself, "Let me try it first, this braised pork knuckle with rock sugar is so delicious."

Then she actually sat down opposite Xu Weibei and poked the pork knuckle with her chopsticks.

"Tsk tsk, it's stewed so tenderly, all my two hours of firewood weren't wasted. It's rich but not greasy at all; this dish would be a signature dish in any restaurant."

She talked while enjoying her meal.

Xu Weibei's apple bobbed, and he swallowed.

He's not hungry, really.

Since he came in, he seemed to have lost interest in everything, including food.

But today, the aroma of food, the familiar, comforting scent of home cooking that belonged only to Gu Wanning, awakened his cravings, making him eager to eat.