Her voice was fragile and delicate, like a kitten meowing.
Trembling, panicked, and weak, even her struggles lacked strength.
This made Gu Jinghui feel hot, and a small campfire burned in his dark pupils, but he said indifferently, "Madam has become increasingly cold to me these days."
Qin Yuan's face flushed red as she tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't. "Can't we discuss this properly?"
"Go ahead, I'm listening."
Gu Jinghui held his wife's hand tightly, a smile playing on his lips.
"I……"
Qin Yuan's thoughts were in disarray, and she didn't even know what she wanted to say anymore.
Gu Jinghui leaned closer to cause trouble, accusing her in a hoarse voice. His warm breath brushed against her ear, carrying a faint smell of sweat, mixed with the scent of medicine and soap, strong yet not unpleasant.
“These past few days I’ve been sleeping alone in the study, dressing myself, and you haven’t bothered with me at all. You little ingrate, every time I come to you, you’re happier looking at the account books than seeing me. Hmm?”
Gu Jinghui raised his head, sniffed your hair again, and asked, "What perfume are you wearing today? It smells awful."
In an instant, everything went black before her eyes. Lord Gu's scent completely enveloped her, and his wide sleeves spread out, covering her entire body like an inescapable net.
When Lord Gu received the letter, he was already quite impatient. After reading it, he became even more impatient and casually tossed it under the table, saying, "Why did you have to send that over? It's all nonsense."
Fan Cezhe chuckled, put Fan Ce down, cleared his throat, and said, "Bring the letter back."
The Marquis calmed down and said, "How could he do that?"
"Qin Yuan, no one shot a letter into the mansion, claiming that Princess Fuyun sent someone to shoot it."
Lord Gu wrinkled his nose, but did as Fan Ce said. He used the leftover medicinal soup from each courtyard to wash his hands, which was quite convenient.
The more Fan Ceze thought about it, the more he felt he understood what he hadn't.
But the Marquis was thinking about something else entirely.
Lord Gu: "..."
Lord Gu said, "Let him be."
Gu Jinghui's small hand gripped your waist tightly, both cold and hot, yet you didn't take another step back.
Gu Jinghui's face brightened, and he said, "Call me husband."
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Fan Cezhe's mind, and he realized, "You bastards, the Qi siblings are really shameless. They'll do anything to make others think you're one of mine. That white sesame dumpling, they even used that kind of method. They're really shameless, so shameless!"
But you don't think it's Princess Fuyun's scheme. It seems more like you're worried about the safety of your beloved and lost your composure. But the Marquis will naturally point it out and let Gu Jinghui think whatever he wants.
Gu Jinghui said, "I'm afraid they've come back. Praying for blessings at Xiaozhao Temple is just an excuse to escape the summer heat. You've suffered any grievances living in the temple. In the future, those seven siblings might pretend, but now they're just pretending."
The Marquis said, "Things returned from the manor in the past also had to be fumigated."
Seeing that the letter was stamped with Princess Fuyun's seal and sealed with sealing wax, Lord Gu took it. Just as he was about to open it, he heard the lord ask, "Was the letter scented with incense before it was returned?"
The Marquis pondered for a long time.
My first wife is waiting for my reply, and Princess Fuyun is waiting for my letter.
It's like being at home when disaster strikes out of nowhere.
Fan Ce shoved me aside, snorted, and pointed at the letter, saying, "Why did you write it like that?"
I had only just begun to get closer to the Marquis when Princess Fuyun's letter came to cause trouble.
Gu Jinghui stomped his feet and cursed.
These days, I've been busy with accounts and handling affairs at home, and I've indeed neglected Lord Gu.
The silence was broken only when the servant spoke up from inside.
The Marquis also realized what was going on.
Fan Cezhe let out a hot snort from his throat, pulled you into his arms, pinched the tip of your nose, and said, "His jealousy is inexplicable. How come you're so close to him? You told him when you came back that you're in charge of the Imperial Guards and you usually hang out with the two princesses. How come you're so close to him?"
The letter was filled with words of longing. Princess Fuyun repeatedly expressed her concern and worry for Gu Jinghui, hoping that Gu Jinghui would come out to see her. She said that the Dingbei Marquis's residence would be closed for a while, and Princess Fuyun would fast for a while.
If Fan Cze wants to get closer to Prince Qi, he will definitely establish a relationship with Princess Fuyun.
Lord Marquis: "..."
Gu Jinghui swayed his legs, as if coaxing a big child, and said urgently, "Our Marquis's mansion originally didn't have many spies guarding it, so how could Prince Qi have encountered you? Perhaps he saw Physician Li enter the mansion and, not knowing the situation outside, sent a message back."
The Marquis said, "He will still let you up, but send someone to return the message."
Gu Jinghui retorted angrily, "How do you know why you would write that?"
"Then..." The Marquis hesitated for a moment before asking, "Did Qin Yuan and Princess Fuyun get along very closely at Xiaozhao Temple?"
Fan Ce was stunned: "..."
Unfortunately, the other party is a princess born before the Empress, and is even more favored than the fourth princess born before the Emperor Lin. If she develops feelings for Gu Jinghui, you will be a thorn in Princess Fuyun's side.
Gu Jinghui also cared, and only held you as he let go.
Fan Ce sat on my sturdy calves, daring to struggle, and whispered, "Husband, what is he doing in broad daylight?"
If it were anyone else, the Marquis would not have acted this way.
The Marquis took it and looked at it, but was taken aback.
Princess Fuyun's admiration for Gu Jinghui is obvious.
Lord Gu tossed the letter to his servant and said, "He'll go fumigate it and come back later."
The Marquis added, "He touched the letter; he needs to wash his hands."
The Marquis is being reasonable with me.
The servant then stepped back, but dared not raise his head and present the letter from his subordinate.
All he heard was Gu Jinghui's deep laughter: "So you knew that Yuan'er was actually thinking of you too. Then why did you send Hongye away? He misses you too, doesn't he?"
The servant did the same thing once before presenting the letter again.
Gu Jinghui laughed again, "So you're finally willing to talk to me?"
"Princess Fuyun?" Gu Jinghui frowned and muttered in a heavy voice, "What are you doing here to disrupt the silence?"
The Marquis asked, "Can you take a look?"
The servant hesitated for a moment, then said, "No."
"You..." Qin Yuan's voice was hoarse, her watery eyes filled with panic and confusion, which emboldened Gu Jinghui. With a slight exertion, he pulled her into his firm embrace.
"Have you returned from your prayers? Why did Princess Fuyun send a message as soon as Physician Li entered the manor?"
Yes, that's what you're like.
The Marquis spoke, staring at me and waiting for my reply.
Lord Gu, being rather frivolous, deliberately teased you, saying, "Just have someone send it over."
Qin Yuan's ears were red and hot.
There's no way to defend myself.
Fan Ce: "..."
After I finished cursing King Qi and Princess Yi, I turned around and pointed at Fan Ce, complaining aggrievedly: "He keeps saying that husband and wife are one, but when someone uses a little trick, he makes trouble for you. Haven't you ever kept anything from him? And he still suspects you."
The Marquis asked with a mischievous grin, "What are you pretending for?"
The servant inside said, "Qin Yuan, the messenger is shouting from inside that he wants a reply."
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