Hongye rolled her eyes and said with annoyance, "I have relayed everything the Marquis said to me. Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Bai Que: "...Hey...Don't go."
Hongye shook her off and strode into the Wutong Garden, saying to the two old women guarding the gate, "Keep an eye on the gate and don't let the cats and dogs in."
The white sparrow had never been treated with such humiliation before, and it roared angrily, "You stop right there!"
He was about to rush inside when he said that.
The two old women quickly grabbed her and shoved her out, saying, "Miss Baique, please don't make things difficult for us. Wutong Garden is not what it used to be, where anyone can just barge in and call for help."
Bai Que blushed and shouted shrilly, "You two, let me go! You're blocking me now, but don't regret it. I'll definitely report you to the Marquis, and you'll be in big trouble then."
Upon hearing this, the old woman was still somewhat intimidated and stopped pushing her, but she still held the door shut, preventing her from entering.
Bai Que had no choice but to stand under the sun and wait for Lord Gu to come out.
When the time comes, she will make those bullying servants in Wutong Garden know what it means to be filled with regret.
Gu Jinghui was sharp-eared and sharp-eyed. Qin Yuan didn't know what had happened, but he heard it clearly and couldn't help but frown.
Qin Yuan didn't know why his expression had turned sour again, but she was too lazy to pay attention to him and pretended not to see it, continuing to eat her food with relish.
Anyway, Lord Gu will recover on his own after a while.
Sure enough, Gu Jinghui suddenly said, "Mother said she wants to hear you tell the story you told this morning."
Qin Yuan: "?"
What story?
Gu Jinghui didn't even look at her, and said, "It's the story of that guy surnamed Qin who wiped out the guy surnamed Cui."
Qin Yuan: "..."
She realized what was going on, looked at Gu Jinghui suspiciously, and said, "Why didn't you tell Mother?"
"Mother wants to hear your story."
Gu Jinghui would never admit that he couldn't say it.
"All right,"
Qin Yuan had guessed a bit of it as well.
She found a classical allusion to remind him, but to her surprise, he didn't know it at all.
It's like talking to a brick wall.
When dealing with military generals, one can no longer be too refined or scholarly.
This is a lesson.
Outside, the curtain creaked loudly, indicating that Hongye had returned. Instead of going inside to report, she sat down at the small table to eat and complained softly to Cuiming, "It's so annoying, I can't even eat properly."
Cuiming asked, "What?"
"The maids at Fengxuan Pavilion kept saying that I had falsely conveyed the Marquis's decree and even tried to barge in and cause trouble, but I had the old women stop them outside. They have no manners at all. What do they think Wutong Garden is?"
Cui Ming frowned: "What urgent matter could they possibly have that requires them to come at mealtime?"
Every time someone comes to invite someone, it's either during a meal or when it's time to rest.
That's really disgusting.
Hongye slammed down her bowl and said, "I don't know. It doesn't seem like anything urgent to me. If it really were, even if she didn't believe me, she should have gone to find the old lady first, and then complained to the Marquis. But she's waiting outside for the Marquis."
Cuiming was cautious, so she sent a maid out to check.
The maid returned with a smile and said, "Sister Baique is still guarding outside, standing right under the sun, isn't she afraid of getting heatstroke?"
Hongye sneered, "Look at you, what urgent matter could you possibly have? Why don't you stand under the shade of the tree? You insist on standing in the sun, just to annoy us."
Inside, Gu Jinghui's face was dark red.
Qin Yuan heard it too, but pretended not to hear it.
Momiji is a hothead, and she's been holding back for so long, she needs to find a way to vent her anger.
This was all caused by Lord Gu himself. If he keeps quiet, she will stay with him until the end of time.
Gu Jinghui couldn't eat anymore, but since Qin Yuan was still eating, he ate a few bites here and there to keep her company.
Qin Yuan chewed slowly for a while before putting down her chopsticks, then slowly rinsed her mouth, washed her hands, and brewed a cup of white tea.
As Gu Jinghui watched, his anger subsided, and he began to savor the moment with her.
After finishing her tea, Qin Yuan stretched and looked at the blazing sun outside. She looked at Gu Jinghui as if she wanted to say something, but then swallowed her words.
Seeing her languid expression and her long, slender, white arms outstretched softly, Gu Jinghui felt as if he were seeing his mother's Persian cat again, and asked softly, "Do you want to rest a bit more?"
Qin Yuan shook her head and asked, "What kinds of books are in the Marquis's study?"
Gu Jinghui assumed she wanted to go to the study to find books, so he said, "They're all military books and miscellaneous notes."
His study was filled with military documents, as well as some military books, miscellaneous notes and anecdotes, and stories about heroes and chivalrous men, which Qin Yuan probably wouldn't want to read.
Gu Jinghui secretly wondered if he should buy some poems and songs for his young wife and put them in the study, so that the couple could occasionally read and write together, which would be quite nice.
Qin Yuan said, "I plan to convert the entire study in Wutong Garden into one. If the Marquis is willing, we can share it."
This was just a casual remark.
Men generally preferred to handle their affairs in the study in the outer courtyard and did not spend time with the women in the inner courtyard.
Gu Jinghui holds multiple positions, and there are likely many official documents that should not be read by outsiders.
Unexpectedly, Gu Jinghui hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Alright, Yuan'er can decide. However, I will be going to the camp for my shift in a few days, and I will be away from home for half of the week, so I won't be able to stay with you."
Qin Yuan knew he had misunderstood again, and not knowing how to explain, she could only say, "My husband has worked hard."
“What’s so hard about it? It’s much more comfortable than blowing sand in the north,” Gu Jinghui said. “It’s just that the camp is far from the city, so we can’t always come back. If you need anything, go to Mother and Granny Rong. I’m leaving Sixteen with you. If there’s an emergency, have Sixteen come to me.”
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