Wish You Never Have Worries

It was late in the night, and the rain was drizzling like silk.

It was rare for him to have a concubine, but it was the day that the commander of the capital, Gu Shenwei, married his concubine.

The Gu Residence was covered in beautiful red silk. Countless servants and wives came and went in a hurry. No one knew that within this huge mansion, there was also the Heavenly Prison. It was pitch dark and there was a strong stench of rotting flesh lingering in the air.

Wangchuan was imprisoned in an empty cell. She could not understand how one day, as one of the fourteen thousand under Gu Zheng, she would become a prisoner.

At this moment, the chains at the entrance of the Sky Prison rustled. Bang! A figure dressed in silver red flying fish clothes broke into Wu Chuan's line of sight …

Perhaps it was because he was taking in a concubine today, but the man was dressed in a fine, picturesque, silver flying fish uniform. He wore an Embroidered Spring Sabre at his waist, and a pair of black boots embroidered with golden lines.

A warm palm pressed against his cheek, and the fragrance of the rosin wafted up to his nose. He was extremely familiar with it.

Gu Zheng warmly said, "Wu Chuan, I like you. However, if I like you, I will lose the power in my hands. Losing the support of King Yongding Palace. "So, help me."

Gu Zheng gently stroked Wenchuan's hair that was as black as ink. The words that came from his mouth were like poisonous snakes wrapped around Wenchuan's neck.

Everyone knew that Forgetfulness Creek was one of Gu Zheng's dogs. She was loyal to the core like a cold blade that had been drawn out of its scabbard. Her expression was usually indifferent, but when taking someone's life, it was cold and cruel.

However, no one knew that the only softness in the heart of such a cold-blooded woman was …

Wu Chuan lowered his head and kneeled at the man's feet. With a hoarse voice, he said, "Whatever your lord wants Wu Chuan to do, Wu Chuan will do."

Gu Zheng looked disdainfully at the woman kneeling on the ground. Seeing her obedient and lowly appearance, a trace of loathing flashed through his deep, cold eyes.

"In that case, I want you to assassinate the owner of the factory for me." Under one person, above tens of thousands of people, was Wei Qian, Wei Yi.

Wangchuan smiled bitterly. If the Embroidered Uniform Guard that Gu Zheng was in charge of was a tyrant in the capital, then the eastern factory where Wei Yi was located was a nightmare in everyone's hearts. It was to the point that no one dared to call out Wei Qianshui's name directly from the inside out.

Wu Chuan lowered his head to cover his emotions, but his heart seemed to have been ruthlessly cut by an embroidered spring knife, leaving behind a wound that could not be healed.

Seeing that she did not say anything, Gu Zheng's brows slightly creased, his emotions seemingly congealing into ice.

Suddenly, he laughed, "Today is my wedding day. If you drink with me, I will definitely succeed."

Wu Chuan suddenly raised her head and looked at Gu Zheng with disbelief. Her throat choked for a long time before she finally lowered her head again, her hair hanging in disarray by her face. Her crimson eyes were wide open but unable to contain the tears in her eyes.

Tears rolled down his nose and reached the corners of his mouth. It was even more bitter than the yellow lotus.

"Milord …"

She called out to Gu Zheng in a low voice.

With a slight pause in his silver flying fish suit, the man waited for the rest of the sentence with a stern expression.

Wangchuan raised his head, laughing even more fiercely than the Resurrection Lily beside the Yellow Springs. West side narration, Lantian obtains the jade. "I wish Lord and Madam Qin Jin a happy marriage, a happy marriage; like a fish in water, blooming with flowers."

His body slightly moved, and like a fish's tail, it turned into a gorgeous flower in the air. It was the most glaring, the most glaring, the most merciless, and it spoke with a cold tone, "Do I need you to teach me?"

Wu Chuan knelt on the ground, his shoulders trembling as he desperately tried to hold back the sobs in his throat. She only raised her head when Gu Zheng had left.

"..."

This night was Gu Zheng's wedding night.

Wu Chuan stood upright outside Gu Zheng and his new wife's room. It was as if he could hear the two of them being tossed around by the red waves, thinking of spring.

What resounded beside his ears was Gu Zheng's indifferent question that was filled with scorn and ridicule …

"Do I need you to teach me?"

What in the world was she?

He had done the most intimate thing in the world, but it was nothing short of a shoulder rub.

He was the God of her heart, she was the dog at his feet.

On this night, Gu Zheng was newly wedded. He had left the manor and hadn't returned for the entire night.