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"Gu Huai! Are you fucking dead?"

"What time is it now? You haven't gotten up yet?"

In a daze, Gu Huai heard someone cursing and calling him.

Gu Huai opened his eyes and looked around. What he saw were the blackened earth walls, the dirty and dilapidated wooden bed beneath him, and the pungent musty smell that filled the room.

Um?!!

I want a big leather sofa and a big villa?

Where is this?

At this moment, a strange memory came into his mind. Gu Huai screamed in pain, and it took him a long time to get used to it.

Gu Huai was stunned.

He actually traveled through time!

This is a place similar to the ancient Chinese feudal dynasty, called the Chu Dynasty.

And he was actually the eldest son of Gu Yannian, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites!

However, this identity is not glamorous.

The original owner was the son of a good relationship between his father and his former family in Qingzhou. However, after his father was in high school, he did not return to Qingzhou. Instead, he married the daughter of Grand Master Yan from the capital and was given the title of Yinzi.

It wasn't until half a month ago that he was brought to the capital.

Originally, the original owner thought that after arriving in the capital, he would finally enjoy happiness.

But who knows!

When he got here, no one took care of him. He even thought he was too dirty and threw him directly into the stable. He was also assigned many heavy tasks every day!

A few days ago, the original owner suddenly caught a cold and was overworked. He died of the disease due to a combination of two-pronged measures.

This is how he traveled through time.

"Bang!"

At this time, the wooden door of the woodshed was kicked open violently.

A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old rushed in with two servants.

Gu Huai looked up and saw that the man the original owner had seen when he entered the Gu Mansion was his so-called younger brother - Gu Jun!

As soon as he entered the door, Gu Jun immediately covered his mouth and nose and frowned with disgust.

"It stinks to heaven, as dirty as a dead rat in a latrine."

He glanced around and looked at Gu Huai who got off the bed, his eyes full of disgust and anger.

"Gu Huai, did I send someone to tell you yesterday that you must get up early today?"

"My father wants to talk to you before going to court, but you dare not go to see him. Do you not want to live anymore?"

Gu Jun cursed viciously, rolled up his expensive brocade sleeves, and strode forward, ready to teach this loser a lesson.

At this moment, a thin figure hurriedly ran in from the door.

A little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in rags, stopped in front of Gu Huai's bed.

"Second Young Master, please calm down and do your best."

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