Upon hearing this, Qin Yuan raised her flushed face and stared intently at Lord Gu with her bright, star-like eyes.
His sharp jaw and rugged, steep Adam's apple were clearly visible.
The man in front of her was saying things that made her feel inferior, but his arms were tightly wrapped around her waist.
Hard and full of power.
Qin Yuan couldn't help but chuckle, reaching out to touch Lord Gu's chest, her tone teasing and provocative: "What, are you jealous?"
"No, I didn't..."
Gu Jinghui snorted heavily, turned his face to the side, and said, "I'm just feeling a little unwell and a little unhappy. What does that have to do with being jealous? I... the dignified Marquis of Dingbei... would I be jealous of my wife over something like this? Jealous of what? Hmm?"
Although Qin Yuan didn't laugh out loud, her body couldn't help but tremble.
Gu Jinghui then realized that he had been tricked by his young wife, so he took her slender hand and bit it punishingly, threatening, "You still say that husband and wife are one, and this is what you do?"
Qin Yuan suppressed a laugh and said, "Husband and wife are one, so if you're jealous, I'll be too?"
Unable to bear it any longer and unable to argue back, Gu Jinghui had no choice but to release his wife, lightly pressing one leg against Qin Yuan's body so she couldn't break free, and then reaching out to tickle her armpits.
Qin Yuan was most afraid of this, and immediately burst into laughter. In the end, she laughed until she was exhausted and had no choice but to beg for mercy intermittently: "Good husband, please spare me."
Lord Gu gritted his teeth: "I absolutely cannot let you off lightly. I must teach you a lesson. You've even learned to make fun of your husband."
He paused, then added, "Or you could say something nice to make up for it."
Qin Yuan laughed until tears streamed down her face, choking back sobs as she said, "My good husband, my good brother, my dear brother..."
Lord Gu's ears twitched, and he suddenly felt a surge of heat throughout his body. His heart softened, and he stopped.
Qin Yuan calmed her breathing slightly, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and complained in a hoarse voice, "You're really too mean, treating me like this without a word. I can't forgive you."
"Being naughty again?"
Gu Jinghui was both annoyed and amused, and chuckled, pretending to give another big one.
Seeing this, Qin Yuan immediately surrendered sensibly, begging for mercy: "Alright, alright, good brother, stop fooling around, let's talk about serious matters. Let's talk about serious matters."
“Then I’ll be magnanimous one more time,” Gu Jinghui hugged her tightly again, one hand holding her slender waist, and whispered, “Be good.”
"How can I be good?" Qin Yuan couldn't help but laugh again, and said with a light mockery, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you the truth."
Gu Jinghui was stunned for a moment, then said in a trembling voice, "Of course I believe you if you tell the truth."
Even if you don't like hearing it, you'll still believe it.
Qin Yuan pouted, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Didn't I say before that I love seeing people like this, Marquis? Does this mean you don't believe me?"
This eye roll naturally did not escape Lord Gu's notice.
Having practiced kung fu since childhood, he can see even in the darkest night when it's pitch black.
The power of that glance was immense, as if a whirlwind had swept through Lord Gu's heart, blowing away all his unhappiness.
In an instant, Lord Gu's heart pounded like thunder. He leaned over and kissed those long-desired pink lips deeply, silencing Qin Yuan's remaining words.
That night, the matter was ultimately left unresolved.
The next morning.
Qin Yuan was fast asleep when she suddenly felt an itch in her nose. She rubbed it with her hand, and it seemed to stop. She turned over and slept for a while, but the itch started again.
He opened his eyes impatiently, and what came into view was Lord Gu, who was suppressing a wicked smile. His long, narrow eyes were full of laughter, and his sharp eyebrows were slightly raised.
What are you doing?
Qin Yuan was annoyed.
It wouldn't let me sleep well last night, and it's disturbing my peaceful dreams again this morning.
This man is becoming more and more like a child.
Even her younger brother Qin Heng had never been this mischievous.
Gu Jinghui seemed oblivious to her gloomy expression, grabbing her small hand and gently biting it, rubbing his stubble against it, a tingling sensation spreading through him.
Qin Yuan threatened in a muffled voice: "Lord Gu, you'd better have something serious to say."
Lord Gu simply picked her up and pulled her into his arms, laughing, "I've already come back from my morning exercise, and you're still sleeping, like a little pig."
Qin Yuan: "..."
Are you kidding me? She's a great beauty, and this brute actually said she looks like a little pig.
Have you ever seen such a beautiful pig?
Qin Yuan closed her eyes and snorted, "Go have your breakfast and get back to your official duties. A real man shouldn't be bothering a little woman like me all day."
Lord Gu hugged me tightly and said, "It's still early, and you don't have to go to court. Just show up on time for your roll call. I have something to ask you, and if I don't get an answer, I won't feel right all day. Please have some pity on me and tell me, okay?"
"...Why are you...so clingy..."
Qin Yuan still didn't want to open her eyes.
Lord Gu shook her and asked, "What exactly was the unfinished intention of Mr. Songshan that you mentioned yesterday?"
"...Do you really have to ask this now? Can't I ask it after I'm on duty?"
Qin Yuan was extremely helpless.
Lord Gu gently coaxed, "Yes, I can't figure it out. It's like a cat is scratching at my heart. Why don't you talk about it first before you go to sleep?"
Qin Yuan opened her mouth, "My voice is a little hoarse."
Lord Gu quickly put her down, got up to pour tea, brought it over, and then helped her up to lean against his chest. He held the teacup to her lips, as if coaxing a child, "Drink, drink, it's warm."
Using his hand, Qin Yuan drank half a cup of tea before indicating that she had had enough.
Gu Jinghui turned around and placed the teacup on the small table beside the bed, asking, "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm feeling much better."
Gu Jinghui gently wiped away the water droplets from her lips with his fingers.
Qin Yuan said, "It's nothing, it's just that Mr. Songshan wants you to compete for the merit of supporting the emperor."
"The merit of following the dragon?"
Gu Jinghui was somewhat surprised.
Qin Yuan lay on him, smelling the scent of bath beans on his body and listening to his steady heartbeat, and fell asleep again. She woke up again after a while, this time much less sleepy.
She turned her head and was surprised to find herself still lying on Lord Gu's lap. "Why aren't you leaving yet? How long have I been asleep?" she asked in surprise.
Lord Gu said, "Not long, about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
Qin Yuan asked with a smile, "Are you just going to keep staring at me like that?"
Lord Gu shook his head. "No, I'm thinking about what Mr. Songshan said, and I'm too lazy to move."
Qin Yuan yawned lazily and said listlessly, "He only had this idea. Everything depends on chance. It's fine not to compete. Once the book is printed and sold, your reputation among the people will rise. You won't get involved in their affairs. Even the royal family has to maintain its reputation."
In his previous life, the emperor lived a long life. The crown prince and Prince Qi were both gone, and the emperor's several young sons had all grown up. The struggle between them and the adult princes became increasingly fierce.
Betting too early is just asking for trouble.
Unexpectedly, Lord Gu said, "If I could choose someone to be the emperor, it would naturally be the former crown prince. The former crown prince and I have known each other since childhood and grew up together. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is my confidant."
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