He likes Song Tiaotiao
As Song Zhaozhao walked out of the inner courtyard, her personal maid, who had come with her from the Zhenguogong Mansion, whispered in her ear in a very low voice, "Young Miss, General Gu has arrived... and he's holding a girl in his arms... From what I can see, she looks like the Second Young Miss."
Song Zhaozhao's eyes flashed: "The Second Young Lady in my arms?" At this point, a cold smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Let's go and take a look."
It was a deep and silent night. Apart from the incessant chirping of cicadas, the only sounds were the hanging lamps on both sides of the courtyard gate, emitting a thin warm yellow light, spinning slowly in the air.
The light was dim, but it floated with the breeze, illuminating the two people who were so close to each other on horseback.
As Song Zhaozhao walked faster and faster, her eyes became darker and darker.
She wanted to use this light to identify the identity of the woman on the horse.
But the woman in the goose yellow plain pleated skirt was like a sleepy cat, with her back to her, resting comfortably on Gu Chengjue's intentionally tilted neck, making it impossible for her to see her face at all.
Gu Chengjue had clearly heard her walking towards them, but his affectionate eyes did not shift their focus towards her for even a moment.
Gu Chengjue has always been like this to her, but why is he like this to Song Tiaotiao?
Those eyes should have been as cold and untainted as before.
But at this moment, his eyes looking down at the person in his arms were filled with a warm smile that she had never seen before. He was deeply attached to the person in his arms, smiling calmly.
Seeing this, Song Zhaozhao sneered in his heart.
From the moment she learned that the person her mother sent to marry was Song Tiaotiao.
She knew that the bond between the two of them was something she could never sever.
But before, when the Ning Prince's family was exiled to this bitter cold land, Song Zhaozhao naturally didn't bother to care about the relationship between the two. But now, the Ning Prince's family has been cleared of the charges, Gu Chengjue has been reinstated, and His Majesty, feeling guilty, has taken charge of all matters related to the Ning Prince's family with a ceremony comparable to that of the royal family.
There was even a rumor in the palace that His Majesty had summoned Gu Chengjue back to the capital because His Majesty intended to make him the future crown prince.
Regardless of whether this is true or not, she deserves to come here.
What if Gu Chengjue could get close to Song Tiaotiao as he wished?
She, Song Zhaozhao, is Gu Chengjue's legal wife known throughout the world.
Although it was only in name, that was what she wanted.
To her, a man's sincerity is fickle and tasteless, and is not a rare thing in the world. Only supreme power is the purest treasure in the world.
Thinking of this, a gentle smile appeared in Song Zhaozhao's cold eyes.
She lifted her skirt lightly, and walked gracefully under the horse, sending gusts of fragrant wind: "Brother Cheng Jue..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Yun, who was walking alone behind the two of them, sneezed at the perfect time.
The reason why it was just right was because the sound was controlled so as not to disturb Song Tiaotiao who was about to take a nap, but it sprayed all the flying nasal fluid onto Song Zhaozhao's beautiful and elegant new clothes without restraint.
At that moment, Gu Chengjue finally raised his eyes without hesitation, first glancing at the dark horse that she had always disliked, and then, his indifferent eyes finally lingered on her.
Although it was just the hem of her skirt, she at least said goodbye to this one-man show.
After all, Gu Chengjue is a son of a noble family and has been learning etiquette since childhood. He should have said something to himself about Mo Yun's offense.
But Gu Chengjue's eyes only passed over the hem of the skirt and said, "Miss Song, I'm afraid there is no relationship between you and me now that is enough to support this title. Also, I'm afraid I'd have to ask Miss Song to stay away from us. Mo Yun doesn't like perfumed powder."
Upon hearing this, Song Zhaozhao's smile froze.
But as she retreated, she had already adjusted herself and was even able to smile as brightly as a spring flower: "Cheng Jue, long time no see."
Gu Chengjue felt the slightly chilly night breeze and carefully tilted his upper body to the side to block the cool wind for Song Tiaotiao.
The night was cold and he didn't want to spend too much time with this person tonight. "Why did you come here this time?"
Seeing Gu Chengjue speak directly, Song Zhaozhao didn't care to take issue with his particularly cold attitude. She smiled and replied, "It's because of the emperor's grace. He said he would take all the ladies and my younger sister back to the capital for proper care. I missed you so much that I went with him."
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue chuckled calmly, "The world is so dangerous and chaotic these days. Are you not worried about your safety this time?"
Song Zhaozhao naturally sensed the undisguised sarcasm in Gu Chengjue's voice.
She lowered her eyes to ponder for a moment, then raised them again. Tears were now faintly visible in those charming eyes, and her voice had been adjusted to the most pitiful sobbing tone: "Cheng Jue, are you blaming me? On the day of the wedding, I was waiting for you in the mansion to come and marry me, but the person who went to Prince Ning's mansion left too quickly..."
Before Song Zhaozhao could finish her words, Gu Chengjue on his horse actually laughed softly. This laugh made Song Zhaozhao shudder. "If you say it's fast, how can we catch up with the bridal sedan of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion? And if I say I have any complaints, then what I complain about... is that I couldn't let Tiaotiao wear a wedding dress that fit her, and that I didn't get to enjoy the most peaceful days of my life."
Song Zhaozhao felt that Gu Chengjue was extremely funny now.
He likes Song Tiaotiao.
But when he wanted to protect Song Tiaotiao from falling off the horse, he had to cover it up from a distance, covering it in mid-air.
Thinking of this, Song Zhaozhao couldn't help but laugh coldly. "Cheng Jue, it's been a year since we last met. I'm afraid you might have forgotten some things. Perhaps I should remind you that the wife His Majesty has arranged for you to marry is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, and the Duke of Zhenguo only has one legitimate daughter, Song Zhaozhao."
The emphasis of the conversation finally fell on the three words "Song Zhaozhao".
When Song Tiaotiao heard this, it was as if each word was hitting her eardrums one after another.
Although she was very sleepy, she was in a half-asleep state and had no intention of maintaining it after seeing the situation develop.
"Cheng Jue..."
Hearing Song Tiaotiao's whisper, Gu Chengjue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he asked softly: "Tiaotiao? Are you awake?"
She chuckled and nodded. Then, under Gu Chengjue's gaze, she lowered her wrists, which were resting on his arms, slightly, and finally stood up when she placed them on the horse's back.
She followed the source of the sound and looked down at Song Zhaozhao who was riding his horse.
Although Song Zhaozhao was extremely unaccustomed to Song Tiaotiao's condescending gaze, she still responded with tenderness, like an older sister who missed her younger sister dearly: "Little sister, long time no see."
Song Tiaotiao rubbed her sleepy eyes with one hand, and chuckled softly as if talking in a dream: "Eldest sister, after a year, you finally had time to come and see me? I really missed you so much."
Song Zhaozhao felt a strange lump in her throat when she heard this. But looking at Song Tiaotiao's harmless smile, she smiled faintly, "Sister, I wanted to come see you sooner, but for various reasons, my father has ordered me to stay home and not go out." She finished her words with a soft voice, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Song Tiaotiao frowned slightly, looking puzzled as she asked, "How could this be? Father has always doted on my eldest sister..." At this point, she groaned as if suddenly realizing something, "Could it be that after I arranged a marriage for my eldest sister, my nominal eldest sister has already come to the Northern Frontier?"
A hint of complacency flashed across Song Zhaozhao's beautiful, slightly restrained eyes. She glanced at Gu Chengjue and said with feigned regret, "Yes, Song Zhaozhao has already arrived in the Northern Frontier..."
Song Tiaotiao sighed softly, "If you think about it this way, father must have been very thoughtful. Otherwise, our Zhenguogong Mansion would be guilty of deceiving the emperor." As soon as the voice fell, Song Tiaotiao looked at Song Zhaozhao's sudden tense expression, and his eyes shifted. "If that's the case, what do you call yourself in the capital?"
Song Zhaozhao's smile froze slightly: "I haven't left the house for a long time, so naturally I don't need to worry about these things."
Song Tiaotiao nodded, but a look of worry appeared on her face. "I see. But I clearly remember that when I first came to the Northern Frontier, I fell seriously ill. When the escorts saw me like this, they wrapped me in straw mats and pretended I was dead. Will they report this to the emperor when they return..."
Song Zhaozhao's eyes shone when she heard this, and she interrupted in a cold voice, "Little sister, this is not something you should worry about. They say seeing is believing. After returning to the capital, Cheng Jue and I will go to pay our respects to His Majesty, and everything will be resolved."
Seeing this, Gu Chengjue noticed that Song Tiaotiao's fingertips, which were secretly pinching the corner of his clothes, quietly relaxed. He lowered his eyes and sneered, understanding what she meant. "Miss Song, do you also know that eyes are the truth? If you know this truth, why do you still act like this? Have you concluded that I, Gu Chengjue, can't judge people well?"
Song Zhaozhao's smile turned slightly colder. "Cheng Jue, what do you mean by this...? Tiao Tiao is from our Zhenguo Mansion, after all. Moreover, the Zhenguo Mansion and the Ning Wang Mansion are old friends. My father has also been negotiating with various parties regarding my uncle's injustice..."
Gu Chengjue leaned forward slightly toward Song Tiaotiao, who was sitting upright in front of him, and whispered, "Miss Song, there's no need to speculate on what I mean. As for the crime of deceiving the emperor that you're worried about... When His Majesty granted the marriage, he didn't specify any names. I think my uncle will make his own arrangements once Tiaotiao and I return to the capital, so there's no need for Miss Song to worry."
Song Zhaozhao's eyes were cold, and she frowned as she stared at the two people on horseback: "Cheng Jue, have you made up your mind?"
Gu Chengjue looked down at Song Tiaotiao and laughed softly, "Miss Song, I think you should know better than anyone that my feelings have never wavered from the beginning to the end."
Seeing that things had come to this, Song Zhaozhao sneered, "Okay, then I'll call you my brother-in-law... But I wonder if my sister, you, will agree to it?"
Song Tiaotiao's eyes flickered with innocence: "Sister, I don't want His Majesty to remember your crime of deceiving the emperor."
Seeing this, Song Zhaozhao sneered repeatedly and clapped his hands, saying, "Well, well... things really change so quickly. In just one year, you two, who rarely see each other, have reached the point where you are like husband and wife."
Gu Chengjue and the smiling Song Tiaotiao exchanged a glance, shook his head, and said with a gentle smile: "Husband and wife follow each other? It's just a tacit understanding."
Song Zhaozhao clenched her fists, turned around, and said coldly, "Your brother-in-law and I are deeply in love, so please don't show it off to make others envious. Please settle matters here as soon as possible so that you can be ready to leave before the people sent by His Majesty arrive."
Seeing Song Zhaozhao about to return to the courtyard, Song Tiaotiao chuckled and said, "Eldest sister, you have come all the way to Songbai Village. Don't you have anything else you want to tell me?"
Song Zhaozhao's voice was as cold as ice: "What else? Is my dear sister going to invite me to the wedding banquet again?"
Song Tiaotiao smiled slowly and said, "Eldest sister, have you forgotten that the people in the house are still waiting for us to take them home?"
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