Qin Yuan paused for a moment before realizing what was happening.

She was a woman, so her poems were more suited to women's tastes.

Qin Yuan said carefully, "Speaking of which, this young master of Nantang has a rather strange temperament. My cousin happened to catch his eye and was instructed to write a few poems, after which he refused to see anyone again. He said that he would not see so many people in a year in previous years, which shows that he is somewhat eccentric."

In order to dissuade Princess Fuyun from meeting the young master of Nantang, Qin Yuan desperately fabricated rumors about herself.

Princess Fuyun listened with longing at first, but later she hurriedly defended Prince Nantang.

"Third sister-in-law, you can't say that. Talented people often have unique personalities. Otherwise, how could they be worthy of their talents? If he says that, it's probably because he can't find a kindred spirit in the world, so he simply chooses to live a secluded life."

Qin Yuan feigned sudden realization and nodded, saying, "I see. I wouldn't have known if the princess hadn't said so."

Princess Fuyun called her Third Sister-in-law, and she had to accept this favor.

Princess Fuyun was indeed even happier, and said, "Third sister-in-law is the daughter of the Grand Master of Ceremonies. There are countless scholars who come to visit the Grand Master of Ceremonies. Third sister-in-law has seen so many talented people. How could she know that there is such a person with extremely high talent and noble character who is willing to be a hermit in the mountains rather than come out to show his talents to the world and become an official?"

Qin Yuan felt her ears burning and her heart pounding; she felt like sneezing.

Princess Fuyun continued, "Your cousin is truly fortunate. Not only did he get to meet Young Master Nantang, but he also received his guidance. Does Young Master Nantang mean he's not going to see any guests this year?"

Qin Yuan sighed in agreement.

"Speaking of which, my cousin has been quite lucky; his poetry has improved a lot since then. What Young Master Nantang said... seems to be the point."

Princess Fuyun was extremely disappointed.

Qin Yuan couldn't bear it, so she quickly added, "I heard that this collection of poems about fireflies includes many of Young Master Nantang's poems. He likes to write poetry, and they will surely be circulated in the future."

Princess Fuyun sighed, "That's all we can do. To be honest, Third Sister-in-law, Zhang Hanlin also praised Young Master Nantang's poems, saying that with Young Master Nantang and Mr. Songshan as such gems, he was unwilling to embarrass himself."

Most women would feel a little shy when their unmarried husbands are mentioned, let alone bring it up in front of others.

Qin Yuan surmised that Princess Fuyun's personality was inherently straightforward, and that she genuinely wanted to get close to her, which was why she acted this way.

Furthermore, I'm afraid they aren't particularly opposed to Zhang Hanlin.

Qin Yuan laughed and said, "Hey, Zhang Hanlin is just being modest. Every poem has its own merits. We admire elegance, but men might prefer a more vigorous and grand style. Besides, Zhang Hanlin is a top scholar, so his essay is definitely better than that of the young master from Nantang."

Princess Fuyun smiled and said, "Third sister-in-law's words make sense."

Qin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The two chatted for a while, and when it was time for their meal, Princess Fuyun got up to say goodbye.

Qin Yuan personally escorted her to the gate of the mansion. She saw that Princess Fuyun had arrived today in a four-horse carriage with a canopy of emerald feathers and a gold roof, and the sides were inlaid with a circle of purple jade. Even the carriage shafts were inlaid with gold and jade.

This is probably the most inconspicuous carriage in the princess's residence, but anyone could tell that it was filled with royalty and nobility.

Qin Yuangong saw her off to the carriage before returning to his residence.

"I've already seen two groups of guests this morning," Qin Yuan said lazily. "Where is lunch served?"

Mo Zhu said, "In the Wutong Garden."

Qin Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "We were supposed to visit the old lady, but now it seems we'll have to wait until the afternoon. If anyone else comes in the afternoon..."

After thinking for a moment, he instructed, "Find a fast-moving guard and ask if the main room is open for meals. If not, I will go to the main room for my meal."

A short while later, the guard who had been inquiring about the news ran back and said, "When the old lady saw my inquiry, she said that she had rested well today and told the masters to go about their own business. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and they will have to go out to socialize and visit people. I'm afraid they won't be able to manage, so don't worry about her."

Qin Yuan sighed, "Mother is truly amazing to us."

This is no longer as simple as being reasonable.

Leaving aside how difficult Lin's mother was in her previous life, just considering what she saw and heard in her interactions with other women, she had never seen a mother-in-law like Madam Gu before.

For Madam Gu's sake, she should treat Gu Jinghui better.

Hongye also sighed, "Miss's luck in marriage is unparalleled. All the hardships she suffered before were for this."

Cui Ming smiled and said, "Some people's lives just get sweeter and sweeter, while others' lives just get bitterer and bitterer."

After saying that, he couldn't help but think of Qin Wan.

The two exchanged a glance and tacitly avoided mentioning the person, instead starting to talk about dishes and such.

Upon entering the garden, Qin Yuan saw Gu Jinghui sitting imposingly on a chair. Startled, she rushed over and asked, "Why is Your Excellency here at this hour?"

"This is also where I live, why shouldn't I be here?"

Under the early autumn sun, Gu Jinghui's handsome face was like fine porcelain, with delicate and lively eyebrows and eyes that brought joy to anyone who saw him.

Qin Yuan smiled and gently pushed him away, saying reproachfully, "You know perfectly well that's not what I meant."

"What does that mean?"

Gu Jinghui sat up straight, patted his leg, and gestured for her to sit down.

Qin Yuan looked around and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? We're in the courtyard. What will it look like if people see us like this? Come in and talk to me."

Gu Jinghui was too lazy to move.

"Let me sunbathe for a while and take a nap before we talk about it."

Qin Yuan looked into his eyes.

There were no bloodstains, and he showed no signs of fatigue.

Qin Yuan asked, "Didn't you say that one of Sixteen's eyebrows was burned off? Hongye even asked me for ointment."

Gu Jinghui curled his lip and said, "Look at her, Hongye hasn't even married him yet and she's already feeling sorry for Sixteen. And you, have you ever worried about me? Have you ever cared about me?"

Qin Yuan was both amused and annoyed, and reached out to pinch his ear.

Gu Jinghui lazily lifted his eyelids, not bothering to look away, and let her be.

Those tiny hands pinched his ears, soft and ticklish, and his heart swayed with joy.

He won a great victory last night and wanted to share his joy with his close comrades, his wife, and his little wife.

"I'm just asking you, are you going to tell me or not?"

"Say it, say it, say it, I'll talk."

Qin Yuan snorted before putting it down.

"You're smart to confess."

The maids and servants beside them all looked up at the sky and the ground, as if they hadn't seen anything, but they couldn't help but smile.

Gu Jinghui suddenly stood up, hoisted Qin Yuan onto his shoulder, and, accompanied by Qin Yuan's clear laughter, strode onto the covered bridge and into the main room.

"My goodness, it's just like using brine to curdle tofu, one thing subdues another."

Hongye pouted at Cuiming.