Gu Caiwei's heart suddenly leaped up again.
"You..."
"You are not Gu Caiqin." She was about to speak, but the man had already spoken first, "So, who are you?"
The man's eyes were so sharp that he recognized her true identity so quickly!
Well, since she had been found out, she didn't need to hide it anymore.
Gu Caiwei nodded, "That's right, I am not Gu Caiqin, I am her seventh sister, Gu Caiwei. I don't know what happened, I just woke up and became her. But if you let me go back to the family, I can definitely figure out what happened!"
However, with hope in her eyes, the man's lips curled slightly, and a cold laugh escaped from between his lips.
"Gu's family, your tricks are getting more and more diverse."
Gu Caiwei's heart sank again. "You don't believe me?"
"To a woman as cunning as you, unless I am as crazy as you, why should I believe you?" Lord Changning said coldly.
With that, he let go of her hand and stood up. "Because of the trouble you caused, the Gu family is in a sorry state, and even I am embarrassed. Now you better stay in the lord's mansion honestly and stop causing trouble!"
With that, he turned and left.
Gu Caiwei felt a chill spread through her body.
It's over, she can't go back. She thought sadly.
So, was her remaining life destined to be spent as Gu Caiqin?
But why did it have to be Gu Caiqin?
If it were anyone else, she would at least have the motivation to get up and seek revenge on the person who killed her. But now, she had become the person who killed herself, so what should she do? She didn't want to die.
The more Gu Caiwei thought about it, the more desolate she felt.
In a daze, rumble, rumble, rumble...
Her stomach rumbled, she was hungry.
Gu Caiqin immediately sat up. The maid standing by the bed immediately came forward, "Madam, are you awake?"
Gu Caiwei looked at the maid seriously, she remembered that this was Gu Caiqin's personal maid, named Qingluo.
Gu Caiwei nodded. "I'm hungry, go to the kitchen and bring me something... forget it, bring me a stove, and then bring me something ready-made from the kitchen."
"Yes, I'll go right away," Qingluo hurried out.
In no time, she brought back a small red clay stove, along with a small bowl of rice, a fresh crucian carp, and seasonings such as oil and salt.
Gu Caiwei asked Qingluo to light the stove, then put a pot on it, boiled water in the pot, and then she personally cleaned the fish and removed the meat. After that, when the rice in the pot was cooked, she put the shredded fish in. After a quick boil, she sprinkled some salt and a few drops of oil, and a tantalizing fragrance filled the pot.
Smelling the aroma, the hunger in Gu Caiwei's stomach growled even louder.
She quickly picked up a bowl, about to scoop up a bowl of rice, when she heard a cold laugh in her ear.
Gu Caiwei immediately turned around. She saw a six or seven-year-old boy walking in.
This child looked so much like Du Junqing, he should be his son.
But... was this child too thin?
He was dressed in fine clothes, but they hung loosely on him. His face was almost devoid of flesh, with a waxen yellow complexion, looking like a child who never had enough to eat. He looked really pitiful.
As she was thinking, the boy spoke coldly, "A despicable woman is always despicable. Just harmed someone, and you still have the heart to have an extra meal here?"
This child was just like his father, so unpleasant! The few moments of pity she had for him disappeared in an instant.
Seeing her frown, the boy looked even more smug, "What, are you upset again? Then go and complain to my father, let's see if my father will pay attention to you!"
"Outrageous!"
Gu Caiwei couldn't take it anymore and scolded, walking over to twist his ear, "Lacking in virtue, disrespectful to elders, speaking foul language, what kind of manners do you have? Where is the education of the young master of the lord's mansion?"
"Oh, oh, let go of me! Gu Caiqin, I told you to let go, didn't you hear?" The boy was immediately twisted and wailed.
Gu Caiwei sneered. "At this point, you still dare to address your elders by their name, you deserve a beating!"
She pretended to be angry and raised her hand. But before the slap could land, the boy who had been struggling in her hand suddenly stopped screaming and slumped to the ground.