The next day was a sunny day, and the weather was getting warmer as the end of spring approached.
When Yu Jiao woke up, it was already noon. Jianjia came in to help her wash up. When she heard Yu Jiao's stomach growling, she smiled and said, "Are you hungry, young lady? The maids have gone to the kitchen to serve you food. Master Cheng knew that you slept late last night, so he told you to sleep a little longer before entering the palace. That's why I didn't dare to call you."
"It's okay. I was too busy reading last night and went to bed too late." Yu Jiao rinsed her mouth and put on the purple gauze and green silk skirt that Jianjia took out from the cabinet. The size was just right. Jianjia specially selected a rosewood crystal hairpin for her.
After dinner, Yu Jiao did not stay in Chiyuan Hutong. She asked the servants to prepare a carriage to go back home.
She entered the palace yesterday and did not return all night. Her family members would inevitably be worried. She also wanted to find out whether what happened in the palace had spread out.
As soon as she stepped onto the carriage, a fast horse came galloping over. Yu Jiao turned around and saw that the person sitting on the tall horse was Gu Yun, whom she hadn't seen for many days. His handsome face was full of worry. After seeing Yu Jiao, he reined in his horse, jumped off, and came to Yu Jiao in three or two steps. He looked Yu Jiao up and down and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"
He lowered his voice again, "I heard about what happened in the palace. That bastard Zhu Hui..." He cursed fiercely, then reached out his hand to check if Yu Jiao was injured, but restrained himself and stopped in mid-air.
Yu Jiao saw his worry and anxiety, and smiled at Gu Yun, "I'm standing here for no reason, right?"
Gu Yun's face was still tense, and he repeated, "I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay..."
From the moment he received the news, Gu Yun felt a chill on his back. He had been galloping all the way here with his heart in his throat. He remained calm when killing enemies on the battlefield, but his hands were shaking as he held the reins while riding the horse.
He couldn't imagine what would happen if Yu Jiao really had any problems in the palace...
"I'm sorry... I didn't protect you well..." Gu Yun's voice was a little hoarse, and the emotions in his chest were squeezed so hard that his eyes were slightly red as he stared at Yu Jiao. He was really scared.
"Zi Qi clearly told me to protect you before he left. I shouldn't... I shouldn't have been angry and not looked for you for so many days." Gu Yun couldn't help but hold Yu Jiao's hand. He hated himself a little bit, because he clearly said that he would be good to her and protect her.
Yu Jiao wanted to pull her hand away, but she felt that Gu Yun's palm was cold and covered with a layer of sweat, even though the weather was so good today.
"It's over now. Although it was a little thrilling yesterday, I wasn't hurt." Yu Jiao lowered her voice to comfort him.
Gu Yun couldn't suppress the guilt welling up in his heart. He looked at the bitten spot on Yu Jiao's lip and didn't dare to think about how she had survived in the East Palace until Xia Ning came to rescue her. He quickly turned his back and wiped the wetness off his face with his sleeve.
"It's good that you're not hurt." Gu Yun turned his back and said loudly, "I won't let anyone who hurt you go!"
He liked her so much and wanted to marry her, holding her in his hands and pampering her. How could he let others bully her like this? When he thought of Zhu Yu's dirty thoughts, Gu Yun was filled with anger. He should have killed Yang Congwen in the first place!
Yu Jiao didn't know what he was thinking, but she was touched that Gu Yun was so worried about her. She said gently, "Don't take everything on yourself, and don't blame yourself just because my elder brother told you to. I'm already this old, and I shouldn't need anyone to protect me. In fact, I should blame myself for not paying attention and getting into trouble."
"Evil people harbor evil intentions and are hard to guard against. How can you blame yourself?" Gu Yun said with a look of disapproval.
Yu Jiao smiled. If Gu Yun's words were put into modern times, how could the theory of victim guilt be justified? The bad guys are the bad guys, so they should not blame the victims who were harmed by them.
"Yes, they are full of calculations. No one could have expected this. Don't feel bad." Yu Jiao said to him.
Gu Yun calmed down a little, and he said, "Are you going back home? I'll take you there."
Yu Jiao nodded and bent down to get into the carriage, but suddenly stopped. Her expression changed and she asked Gu Yun, "How did you know about what happened in the palace? Has it spread?"
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