Gu Qing quietly pushed open the half-closed door and walked quickly along the corridor towards the end. Indistinctly, she seemed to see two figures behind the semi-circular arched moon door.
The distance was too far, and she couldn't hear clearly what the two people were whispering about.
"You keep this."
"Okay." Pei'er responded, then she turned around smartly and looked to the side, her eyes looking around.
Fortunately, Gu Qing was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he dodged to the side nimbly.
She clearly saw Pei'er holding a package wrapped in yellow brown paper. She couldn't tell what it was, but if she guessed correctly, it must be a package of medicine.
Not far away, a figure stood in the night.
A pair of deep and narrow phoenix eyes were looking towards her in the night.
Today was not completely fruitless. After all, Gu Qing had at least gotten the latest clues.
Pei'er is not the only informant in this mansion.
There are others!
Gu Qing didn't stay for a moment. She turned around and quickly returned to the bedroom.
She lifted the quilt, returned to bed, and pretended nothing had happened, pulling the quilt over herself.
It was only a moment later that Pei'er's low call came from outside...
"Third Young Master."
It’s Pei’er.
Is it a coincidence that Chen Zhizhou came back at this time?
Gu Qing had no desire to sleep. She turned over and stared at the bed curtains above the headboard with her red eyes, not blinking...
"The young lady has already rested. She still has to prepare for the poetry competition tomorrow." The footsteps of Pei'er and Chen Zhizhou came into her ears.
Gu Qing suddenly opened her eyes, turned around, pretended to be lazy, and murmured in a low voice as if she was half asleep and half awake: "Why are you back so late again? Did you go to see the courtesan again?"
After hearing her words, Chen Zhizhou couldn't help but burst out laughing.
If the Third Prince knew that he was called the Oiran every day, I wonder how he would feel.
Oiran?
Pei'er's eyes flickered with a strange color, and she smiled awkwardly: "I will go and fetch some water for the Third Young Master."
Chen Zhizhou did not respond and did not make any other instructions. Normally, in such a situation, he would agree.
He walked quickly towards the bed, raised his big hand, and gently stroked Gu Qing's small face: "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping? It's getting late and the dew is heavy, and you ran out without even wearing your shoes properly."
"You--" Gu Qing never thought that the scene just now was seen completely by him.
She raised her fist in anger and struck Chen Zhizhou's sturdy chest, "You're really brave! You knew that Grandmother was examining you these days, yet you still came back so late."
"Why? My husband comes home every night no matter how late it is, and that's not considered—"
Before Chen Zhizhou could finish his words, Gu Qing turned her leg and kicked him hard in the abdomen. "Do I have to make a plaque for my husband to hang on the Chen family's gate tomorrow? My husband is truly the best husband in the capital. He walks through a sea of flowers without getting a single leaf on him. No matter how late he stays out, he always knows when to come home. He is a rare good man in this world."
The two people's teasing voices passed through the wooden door and out the window.
Pei'er, who was walking in quickly with a basin of water in her hand, tightened her hands slightly and a strange look flashed across her eyes.
Hearing the rustling footsteps outside, Gu Qing seemed to realize something. She raised her hand and gently patted Chen Zhizhou's shoulder: "Go wash up, you stink of alcohol."
Chen Zhizhou even pretended to be pretentious and pulled up the collar of his clothes to sniff: "How could it be? It's clearly the scent of rouge and powder."
Gu Qing shot him a glare, he really wanted to solidify the title of the number one playboy in the capital.
Pei'er stood by and served carefully.
The night passed peacefully. Gu Qing specially ordered Pei'er to stay on duty so that Cuiru could have a good sleep.
only--
Chen Zhizhou's strong and powerful chest was warm and filled with a sense of security. In the early morning, she slowly opened her red eyes, glanced sideways outside, and left the warm embrace reluctantly.
Today is bound to be a tough battle...
Gu Qing ordered someone to find the clothes she would wear today. Just as she was about to get up and dress up, she inadvertently saw that the dress Pei'er was holding in her hand was not the one she had chosen earlier.
She frowned slightly in confusion: "Why did you change your clothes?"
"I have seen the dress that the young lady originally planned to wear, and I feel that it is a bit too plain and elegant. After all, today is the first time that our Chen family is holding a singing and poetry gathering. If the young lady were to wear that dress..." Pei'er continued to explain to Gu Qing with a smile on her face.
Who would have thought that Gu Qing, who had always been kind to her servants, would suddenly change her expression at this moment. Her face was stern, and she glanced at Pei'er from the corner of her eye: "Pei'er, you are becoming more and more unruly. Will the entire Chen family be handed over to you in the future?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the room suddenly fell into deathly silence.
Pei'er frantically fell to her knees, and she hurriedly defended herself: "Miss, this is for your own good. If you don't like this dress, I will help you change it--"
"Okay, you go down and have a rest. Let Cuiru come and serve you." Gu Qing shouted coldly and waved to Pei'er impatiently.
Pei'er walked out of the bedroom reluctantly with slow steps.
As soon as she reached the door, she heard a cold and magnetic male voice coming from inside the house.
"It's just a piece of clothing. Why are you so angry, madam? If you really don't like it, just ask someone to change it. After all, Pei'er is your maid who comes with your dowry." Chen Zhizhou leaned lazily on the bed, glancing in the direction of the person in front of him.
After hearing what Chen Zhizhou said, Pei'er's eyes sparkled again. She tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand, as if she had thought of something, and left quickly.
only--
As Pei'er left, Chen Zhizhou, who had been sitting on the bed, sat up. He walked towards Gu Qing, his big hands gently stroking her long black hair. "Now that Aunt Liu treats you like this, if you continue to attack Pei'er, the rumors will only get worse."
How could Gu Qing not understand what Chen Zhizhou meant? She glanced back at him and said, "Don't worry about me. I have my own plans."
"Yes, of course I am not as kind-hearted and thoughtful as you, Madam. I have to clean up the mess and play the role of this playboy thoroughly today." After saying this, Chen Zhizhou showed her a rather embarrassed expression.
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