Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Glimpse of Spring Light

Wei Rui Xuan.

A lot happened today. In the morning, she went back to her parents' home, and after returning to the Marquis's residence, she went to see her adopted son. She also went to the ancestral hall to watch the execution. Meng Jinyao was a little tired, so she lay on the chaise lounge with her eyes closed to rest. She only opened her eyes when she heard a noise.

Chunliu lifted the beaded curtain and entered, curtsied to Meng Jinyao, and then respectfully handed over the invitation card in her hand: "Madam, this is an invitation card that was sent not long ago."

Meng Jinyao took the invitation and glanced at it. It was from her close friend, Song Xinning, the daughter of the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy, inviting her to a gathering at Cha Ran Ju the day after tomorrow. She must be worried about her and wanted to know how she was doing.

She closed the invitation and casually instructed, "Go to the Song family and tell Miss Song that I will be there on time."

When Chunliu heard her being instructed to do something, she was secretly pleased. It seemed that she had managed to curry favor with the Madam today by informing her about the young master's arrest and thus catching her eye. She quickly asked, "Madam, which Song family is it?"

"The home of the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy, Lord Song." Meng Jinyao said, glancing at Chunliu, whose beautiful face was pleasing to the eye, but she couldn't remember her name for a moment, so she asked, "What's your name again?"

Chunliu replied respectfully, "Replying to Madam, this servant's name is Chunliu."

Meng Jinyao nodded slightly, then asked, "Chunliu? Isn't there another one named Xia something?"

Chunliu replied, "Her name is Xiazhu. She is also the head maid of Weirui Pavilion. The old lady gave her the name, which happens to correspond to the season of her birth."

Meng Jinyao said in surprise, "That's quite a coincidence. It matches the four seasons of the year with my two maids, and their names are also based on the seasons they were born in."

Upon hearing this, Chunliu was also surprised, not expecting it to be such a coincidence. She quickly seized the opportunity to say a few flattering words: "Madam, that also shows that you and the Marquis are destined by heaven, which is why our names are such a coincidence."

Meng Jinyao smiled faintly, but didn't reply. Whether it was fate or not, she didn't know. In any case, Gu Jingxi was the unlucky guy she encountered during her downfall. Who told Gu Jingxi to be such a bad father? He'd have to pay for it himself first.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Chunliu wisely refrained from continuing the conversation. After all, this lady had once been the young master's fiancée, and only married the marquis by a twist of fate. She was probably feeling sad, so she changed the subject: "Madam, this servant will go to the Song residence to reply to Miss Song on your behalf."

Meng Jinyao waved her hand: "Go ahead."

After Chunliu left, Ningdong, who was serving nearby, finally spoke up, pouting and looking rather jealous: "Madam, why did you send her to the Song residence? It used to be me or Qingqiu who went."

Meng Jinyao glared at her, then, seeing her disappointed expression, asked with amusement, "What's wrong? Someone's gone to the trouble for you, and you're not happy about it? Since someone's willing to go through all that trouble, wouldn't it be better for you to have some free time?"

“How could it be tiring to relay messages for Madam?” Ningdong shook her head repeatedly. She was happy to run errands. Now that she had some free time, she felt that she and Qingqiu had fallen out of favor. Chunliu was sweet-talking and knew how to please Madam, but she was also very sweet-talking.

Meng Jinyao chuckled helplessly, "Are you destined to be a workaholic, girl?"

Ningdong retorted, "This servant simply enjoys helping Madam with her troubles, and so does Qingqiu. Don't believe me? Ask Qingqiu."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qingqiu replied, "Madam, I think it's good that someone else is making the trip for me. I'd rather serve you by your side."

Ningdong: "???"

Meng Jinyao smiled gently and said softly, "You two grew up with me. We have been together for more than ten years and are like sisters. How can others compare to you? Chunliu and Xiazhu are both head maids of Weirui Pavilion. I can't neglect them. They were transferred here by the old lady. On the surface, I have to treat them equally."

Ning Dong lowered her head and said softly, "Madam, it was I who was narrow-minded."

Meng Jinyao said softly, "It's normal for you to feel jealous, but you don't need to compare yourselves with them. Just get along with them harmoniously, and consider it as someone sharing your work."

Ning Dong nodded: "Madam, this servant understands." After a moment, a sense of worry welled up in her heart, "Madam, the young master has returned, and I'm afraid he will make things difficult for you in the future."

Meng Jinyao didn't take Gu Xiuming seriously. The corners of her mouth slowly turned up, and she said in a light tone, "What kind of son makes things difficult for his mother? If he does, he is an unfilial son, and unfilial sons in the Gu family will be punished by family law."

When Ning Dong saw that meaningful smile, she was instantly enlightened, and the gloom in her heart dissipated. She said in a cheerful voice, "This servant almost forgot about that. You are his mother. He has to behave like a junior when he sees you. Only you are in charge of him."

"Yes, we got a great son for nothing." Meng Jinyao's tone was leisurely, her smile grew wider, her eyebrows curved, and her starry eyes were mischievous.

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Meanwhile, after having dinner with the old lady, Gu Jingxi went to the study in the front yard to handle the official business that had piled up from the previous two days.

Because he suddenly got married, he also suddenly got a honeymoon.

Because of his injury while saving the emperor, the emperor felt indebted to him, so his wedding leave was longer than that of other ministers, and he took half a month off. After finishing the official duties that had piled up, he could have some free time.

After Gu Jingxi finished her work, it was already 11:45 PM. She instructed the servants to bring in water to wash up, thinking that she could rest in the study tonight. However, she was worried that if she stayed in the study all night and did not return, the servants might think that the young lady had fallen out of favor, and those sycophantic servants might mistreat her.

Fine, it's not like we haven't slept together before. We've already shared a bed for two nights, what's a third? Since I've married you, I have to take responsibility.

Thinking of this, Gu Jingxi added, "There's no need to prepare anything."

The servant replied, "Yes, sir."

Gu Jingxi left the study and returned to Wei Rui Xuan under the stars and moon. He instructed the maid to prepare water, washed up in the clean room, and then returned to his bedroom.

A lamp was left on in the room, its soft light falling on the beautiful sleeping face. The little girl was extremely beautiful, with skin as smooth as warm jade and delicate, bright features.

She lay on her side on the bed, her hair disheveled, her lips slightly parted, her bright eyes closed, her clothes half-open, revealing a light pink undergarment, her sleeping face charming and captivating.

Do not look at what is improper.

Gu Jingxi glanced at her and quickly looked away. After undressing, he lay down and tucked the blanket around the girl's neck, covering the glimpse of her accidentally exposed skin.

The little girl seemed uncomfortable; she frowned and, in a straightforward and brutal manner, kicked the blanket off with her leg.

Gu Jingxi: "..."

He thought to himself, "This little girl has quite a temper even when she's asleep."

But he still reached out and pulled the blanket back up, intending to cover up that alluring glimpse of spring. However, before he could even cover himself properly, the little girl opened her eyes groggily and met his gaze.

His breath hitched. He hadn't done anything wrong, yet he felt inexplicably guilty.

The next moment, the girl looked down and then blurted out, "Husband, we are husband and wife. What do you want to see? Why do you have to be so secretive?"