Gu Antong handed over the gift list. Liu Yun skimmed it, her heart sinking. The items were neither pleasant to look at nor practical to use. The Third Prince was slapping them in the face.
"Father, see for yourself," Liu Yun said, pushing the list directly in front of Gu Baijiang. Her movements were somewhat rough, venting her dissatisfaction. She had said it back then—they shouldn't have let Gu Antong take so many chests over. They should have held back at least one or two. Now look what happened: they had lost so much silver and sacrificed a daughter for nothing.
After reading the list, Gu Baijiang remained silent for a long time before finally speaking. "An Tong, stay quietly in the Third Prince Mansion from now on, and give birth to an Imperial Grandson as soon as possible."
Only with an Imperial Grandson would the Gu Family have hope.
