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Chapter 400 Who told you to act like a bull in heat? You scared me!

Chu Ruohan wasn't unaware of why he was angry. But what could she do given Consort Shu's behavior today? Could she really humiliate the future Empress in front of everyone?

Or will she make a huge scene, claiming that she is jealous and intolerant?

That would only make Gu Junze more embarrassed and turn the General's Mansion into a laughing stock in the entire capital.

Furthermore, she was also somewhat unhappy.

Gu Junze is currently in a high position of power and is enjoying great influence, which naturally attracts the attention and attempts of various forces to win him over. As for the matter of sending women, today it's Consort Shu, but tomorrow it could be someone else.

Does he have to step in and stop him every time? Can't he just be a little more restrained and avoid causing trouble?

Thinking about it this way, Chu Ruohan felt that letting him experience the feeling of being overwhelmed might not be a bad thing.

So she became even more at ease enjoying the song and dance performances and the delicious food, completely ignoring Gu Junze's almost fiery gaze.

Seeing that she still looked so carefree, Gu Junze's anger intensified.

He picked up his wine cup, but instead of drinking, he slammed it down on the table with a soft "thud." The sound wasn't particularly abrupt amidst the music, but it was enough to make the officials at the neighboring tables jump.

Chu Ruohan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but her hand holding the milk remained steady, without even a ripple.

She even pointed with great interest to a dancer in the hall performing the Hu Xuan dance and whispered to Song Ruyan, "Look at that dancer, her waist is so flexible."

Song Ruyan was puzzled, only feeling that General Gu's aura was particularly frightening today, while Chu Ruohan seemed completely unaffected.

"That was a really good jump."

Gu Junze took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation in his heart. He told himself that this was the palace, not a place for him to lash out.

However, looking at Chu Ruohan's indifferent attitude, he couldn't calm down.

The banquet finally ended in an eerie atmosphere.

On the carriage back to the manor, Gu Junze remained silent the entire way, his aura even more somber than when he was in Zhaoyang Palace.

The carriage was dimly lit, but Chu Ruohan could clearly feel his gaze.

Upon returning to the General's Mansion, Gu Junze's anger finally subsided.

He suddenly grabbed Chu Ruohan's wrist with considerable force, his voice icy: "Why don't you refuse today?"

Chu Ruohan looked up to meet his fiery gaze and calmly asked, "If I refuse, will Consort Shu let it go?"

"If you contradict her, the lady who assists in managing the six palaces, in front of those noble ladies and concubines, what do you think she will do?"

Gu Junze's eyes darkened, and he tightened his grip on her wrist: "So, you just let me go like that without a second thought?"

Chu Ruohan chuckled lightly, "If you have that kind of intention, taking a concubine is only a matter of time. What's the use of me stopping you or not? If you don't have that kind of intention, no matter how many women there are in this General's Mansion, even if they are celestial beings descended from heaven, you won't give them a second glance. Am I right?"

Gu Junze was speechless at her words. The anger in his heart felt like it had been punctured, but it was only made more aggravated by her "all-knowing" indifferent demeanor.

He glared at her through gritted teeth, and after a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through clenched teeth: "You... wicked little fox!"

Before he finished speaking, he swept his arm around Chu Ruohan and picked her up in his arms.

"Ah!" Chu Ruohan was caught off guard and gasped softly, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.

Yu Ling was startled and quickly stepped forward, saying urgently, "General! General! This isn't our lady's fault! She's pregnant, please be careful!"

Gu Junze carried Chu Ruohan and strode towards the inner courtyard bedroom without turning his head, only saying in a deep voice, "I know what I'm doing!"

With a loud bang, he slammed the bedroom door shut with his foot, completely blocking Yu Ling's worried gaze.

Gu Junze walked a few steps to the bedside and placed Chu Ruohan on the soft bed.

He then leaned in, bracing himself on either side of her body, trapping her beneath him, but avoiding her stomach.

Chu Ruohan's heart raced a little from his sudden action, but she still tried to remain calm.

Seeing him lean down, his nose almost touching hers, she didn't think twice and kicked him.

Gu Junze was prepared, and with a swift movement, he accurately grabbed her slender ankle.

He raised an eyebrow, his tone slightly mocking: "What? Trying to murder your husband?"

Chu Ruohan's ankle was held in his palm, the warm touch making her a little uncomfortable, and she glared at him.

"Who told you to act like a bull in heat, scaring me!" She tried to move her other foot, but he held it down even tighter.

Gu Junze chuckled softly, the vibrations in his chest transmitting through his arm to Chu Ruohan.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe: "If I were really a bull, you little fox, you probably wouldn't be able to escape tonight."

He tightened his grip on her ankle slightly, pressing her leg down and bringing them even closer together.

Chu Ruohan's cheeks flushed slightly as she pushed against his chest, saying, "You're being indecent! Get up, you're pressing down on me."

"I won't get up," Gu Junze said playfully, burying his face in her neck and taking a deep breath, inhaling her unique fragrance. "Unless you tell me first, were you really not bothered at the palace banquet today?"

Chu Ruohan felt a little ticklish from his rubbing and couldn't help but shrink her neck. She said helplessly, "If I really didn't care, I wouldn't be arguing with you here right now. But, Gu Junze, some things can't be solved by me making a scene."

She paused, her tone becoming calmer: "You've seen what happened today. It was Consort Shu's doing, or rather, it was the intention of that person in the palace."

Gu Junze stopped moving. He raised his head and stared into Chu Ruohan's eyes. His anger and mockery had faded, replaced by deep thought.

Chu Ruohan sighed softly and reached out to stroke his furrowed brows: "It seems that the Emperor doesn't completely trust you either."

Gu Junze remained silent for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He got up from Chu Ruohan, sat down beside her, and pulled her up, letting her lean against him.

“The art of rulership,” he said in a low voice, with a hint of weariness that was barely perceptible. “Sitting in that position for too long will cause suspicion to grow like vines. He is no longer the single-minded, devout third prince he once was.”

He gripped Chu Ruohan's hand tightly, his gaze fixed on the deep night outside the window.

"What happened today was merely the Consort Shu acting under orders. Those two women were pawns planted by the Emperor to test me."