Chapter 538 Soft-hearted (Second Update)

Bishui Hutong.

Lord Gu was a little embarrassed by his son's disregard. He cleared his throat and put his sleeping son back into Madam Yao's arms.

Besides visiting Madam Yao and his son, he also had another matter to discuss today—Gu Jinyu's marriage.

Gu Jinyu and Prince An were originally scheduled to get married before the new year, but war broke out. While marriages among ordinary people may not be restricted, Prince An is an official of the court, and Gu Jinyu is the daughter of a marquis. They cannot get married during this time of national crisis.

So it was postponed until after the new year.

"It's next month," Lord Gu said to Madam Yao. "Jinyu is your daughter. How can a daughter get married without her mother by her side? Why don't you come back to the manor with me for a few days and we'll talk about it after Jinyu's wedding."

The conflict between Madam Yao and the Marquis's mansion mainly stemmed from the unwelcoming attitude of everyone in the mansion, led by Old Madam Gu, followed by Gu Changqing and two others. As for the servants, there was no need to pay too much attention to them, since they wouldn't dare to cause trouble in front of Madam Yao anyway.

Now that all the misunderstandings have been cleared up, the three Gu brothers no longer harbor resentment towards Yao, and Lord Gu feels it is time to bring Yao back to live with them.

Ms. Yao hesitated.

She knew that Madam Gu still didn't want to see her, this daughter-in-law who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and that it was impossible for them to go back to having no grudges.

Furthermore, even if she went back, Gu Yan and Gu Jiao wouldn't go back with her.

She couldn't bear to part with her two children, nor could she bear to part with the whole family in Bishui Hutong.

But the Marquis is right, Jinyu is also her daughter.

Back then, Gu Sanlang and his wife treated Jiaojiao like a precious jewel, so what reason did she have to mistreat Jinyu?

“Mother hasn’t been feeling well lately, and she’s been too busy managing things at home,” Lord Gu said, looking at her.

Madam Yao glanced at Gu Jiao, who was playing Cuju (ancient Chinese football) in the backyard, and said to Lord Gu, "You've been here for so long, haven't you said a word to Jiao Jiao?"

Lord Gu snorted, "It's because she won't talk to me! I've been in here for so long, have you heard her call me 'father' even once?"

Madam Yao said, "Jiaojiao is just not used to it. Besides, do you treat Jiaojiao like a father?"

"I..." Lord Gu hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

Madam Yao added, "You also whipped her."

"That was..." Lord Gu coughed lightly, feeling guilty. "How long ago was that? You still remember? I didn't know she was our daughter, and I thought she wanted to harm you, didn't I?"

Lord Gu gets angry just thinking about it. He only whipped that girl once, and she held a grudge like that! She's always going against him! She even kidnapped his wife and son!

Two sons!

Is he not like a father?

She's clearly not acting like a daughter!

Why can't she learn from Jin Yu, who is gentle, generous, charming, and cute? That's how a daughter of a marquis should be!

Lord Gu rolled his eyes and said, "If that girl were even half as sensible as Jin Yu, I wouldn't be so unkind to her!"

Madam Yao stood up, holding the sleeping Gu Xiaobao, and frowned as she looked at him: "You admit that you don't love Jiaojiao anymore?"

"No...I..." Lord Gu was dumbfounded. How could he have spoken so quickly? And how did the lady manage to pick such a tricky angle!

Madam Yao trembled with rage: "So all those times you said you doted on Jiaojiao were lies to me!"

Lord Gu panicked and hurriedly said, "I'm not lying to you! I mean it! I love Jiaojiao! I love her the most!"

Not wanting to wake her sleeping son, Yao suppressed her anger and asked, "Then let me ask you, what does Jiaojiao like to eat the most?"

Lord Gu opened his mouth.

How could he possibly know what that girl's favorite food was!

"You can't even answer this, yet you say you love Jiaojiao!" After saying that, Madam Yao picked up Gu Xiaobao and left without looking back!

Lord Gu: "..."

well!

Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun went to the South Wing to visit their teacher's wife and Master Lu, and were not at home. Yao Shi ignored him, and Lord Gu touched his nose in embarrassment, every strand of hair on his body telling the story of his inner awkwardness.

He hesitated whether to go back first, just then Xiao Jingkong walked over.

Xiao Jingkong is Gu Jiao's little shadow, following her wherever she goes, but right now he's not sticking to her at all.

Lord Gu was quite surprised.

He looked at the little bean sprout who seemed to never grow any bigger, and for once, he was unusually kind: "Why did you come here?"

Little Jingkong didn't say anything, but walked cutely to the front gate of the yard, stood on the threshold, put his little hands behind his back, and blinked at him.

Lord Gu's lips twitched: "Are you telling me to get rid of you?"

Xiao Jingkong shook his head: "Jiaojiao said that we should be polite children. Guests are guests, and we shouldn't kick people out just because we're not welcome. That's an adult's thing. We children should just be good."

Lord Gu: "..."

After hitting walls everywhere, Lord Gu finally left dejectedly.

Gu Jiao repaired Xiao Jingkong's flirtatious eyes, and Xiao Jingkong could happily play Cuju again.

"Thank you, Jiaojiao!" Little Jingkong said with an adorable expression as she stood under Fengliu's gaze.

Gu Jiao smiled and handed him the football on the stone table: "Want to play?"

"Jiaojiao, will you play with me?" Xiao Jingkong asked.

"Okay." Gu Jiao nodded.

Gu Jiao played with Xiao Jingkong for a while until the old priest finished his shift and came back to check Xiao Jingkong's homework. Only then did he reluctantly leave.

Gu Jiao then went to the clinic.

He brought some candied fruit and hawthorn cake made by his great-uncle.

When she entered the room, Mo Qianxue was leaning against the headboard, sulking. When she saw her coming, she gave a cold snort, rolled her eyes, turned her head away, and turned the back of her head to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao always judges people based on their personalities, not their actions. She can tolerate anything someone accepts. Mo Qianxue's capricious little temper is nothing more than a light drizzle in her eyes, not even enough to wet her clothes.

"How are you feeling today? Is there anything bothering you?" Dr. Gu asked routinely.

Mo Qianxue clutched her handkerchief and said irritably, "It's not good at all, I feel uncomfortable everywhere!"

Gu Jiao placed the snacks on the bedside table and reached out to take her pulse: "Really? Let me see."

Mo Qianxue pulled her hand back: "I won't show it to you, you little liar!"

So energetic, looks like you'll be free this afternoon.

As a doctor, Gu Jiao naturally had to care about the patient's diet. She asked the maid, and Mo Qianxue didn't eat much. She only ate a bite or two of the two dishes and soup.

Gu Jiao opened the food box, took out a stack of crystal-clear hawthorn cakes, and said, "These are hawthorn cakes made by my great-uncle. Please try them."

When someone cares about another person, their focus can become quite strange.

Mo Qianxue sneered, "Your grandfather doesn't have a sister, so where did you get this great-uncle from?"

Gu Jiao paused for a moment and looked at her: "You investigated me."

Mo Qianxue's eyes flashed.

Oops, I let it slip!

Mo Qianxue only recognized Gu Jiao as the mute boy who had harassed her after Gu Jiao rescued her and brought her back to the clinic. Furthermore, Gu Jiao never revealed who she was or who her grandfather was.

In other words, before recognizing Gu Jiao this time, she, Mo Qianxue, had investigated the daughter of the Marquis of Ding'an.

This is quite intriguing.

Why did Mo Qianxue investigate her?

Mo Qianxue composed herself and said in a normal tone, "Does this even need an investigation? Everyone already knows that the daughter of the Marquis of Ding'an is working as a female physician in a medical clinic."

Gu Jiao stared at her intently: "So you're so sure I'm the female doctor?"

Mo Qianxue almost couldn't withstand her seemingly casual yet sharp gaze: "Aren't you surnamed Gu?"

Gu Jiao casually placed the hawthorn cake in Mo Qianxue's hand: "That's true."

Mo Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, she was quick-witted!

After handing the snacks to Mo Qianxue, Gu Jiao went out to get medicine for her, as traditional Chinese medicine was necessary to strengthen her constitution.

After she left, Mo Qianxue took out a packet of medicinal powder from her bosom and sprinkled it on a piece of hawthorn cake. She wiped away the excess powder, leaving a thin layer that blended seamlessly with the sugar granules on the hawthorn cake, making it completely invisible.

When Gu Jiao returned to the room with a steaming bowl of medicine, Mo Qianxue was sitting on the edge of the bed with a cold expression.

On the bedside table beside her was a plate of hawthorn cake. She snorted and said, "What kind of weird taste is this? And you call this your great-uncle's cooking? If you don't want to deal with me, just say so. Don't try to fool me with some cheap stuff from a street stall!"

"Doesn't it taste good?" Gu Jiao asked curiously.

Mo Qianxue said angrily, "It tastes awful! Try one yourself if you don't believe me!"

Gu Jiao picked up the top piece of hawthorn cake.

Mo Qianxue grabbed her hand and asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll poison you?"

Gu Jiao countered, "Can you?"

Mo Qianxue slowly released her grip and said coldly, "Yes! Of course I will! I really want to poison you, you little liar!"

Gu Jiao took a bite of the hawthorn cake in her hand and frowned slightly: "Hmm, it seems a bit too sour. I picked up the wrong one. This is for my great-aunt."

"Dr. Gu! A patient here has fainted!"

Xiao Sanzi's voice rang out from outside the courtyard.

"Here it is!" Gu Jiao put down the hawthorn cake, turned around and left the house.

Mo Qianxue glanced at the hawthorn cake that Gu Jiao had taken a bite out of, then looked at a bird and half a hawthorn cake on the snow outside the window, and kicked her feet in a huff under the covers!

Next time... I definitely won't be soft-hearted next time!

If I, Mo Qianxue, am too soft-hearted, I'll just write my name backwards!

Let me guess what the comments section is all about. Will it be filled with "Hello, Xue Qianmo"? 2333

(End of this chapter)