After returning to Wutong Garden, Gu Jinghui kept pestering Qin Yuan endlessly, asking, "Don’t you think having a husband like me is a blessing?"
At first, Qin Yuan said nothing, but after being asked repeatedly, she replied with a question, "Didn’t I say so in the main room? What more do you want?"
Gu Jinghui was unhappy, twisting on the bed and loudly turning to the side, "I feel like when you said that, you were just brushing me off, not sincere. In your heart, you probably think having my mother as a mother-in-law is the real blessing, and I’m just a tag-along, right?"
Qin Yuan replied indifferently, "If you insist on thinking that way, there’s nothing I can do... It’s too late, there are things to do tomorrow, let’s sleep."
Gu Jinghui: "..."
The early autumn nights were still a bit cool. Qin Yuan pulled the light quilt, which Marquis Gu had tugged open, up to her neck. Just as she closed her eyes, she saw Gu Jinghui suddenly sit up and say, "You haven’t even asked what decree the Emperor announced today, you really don’t care about me at all anymore. What’s wrong with you?"
Qin Yuan turned over, facing away from him, saying, "So why don’t you tell me what the Emperor announced today? It’s not just me who didn’t ask, even mother didn’t ask. Seeing you looking so radiant and relaxed, it has to be good news. What’s the big deal about asking or not? If you wanted to say it, you’d say it whether we asked or not. If you don’t say it, it means we’re not meant to know or don’t need to know in your eyes."
This left Marquis Gu fuming.
"You..."
Marquis Gu resentfully turned his head, glaring fiercely at Qin Yuan’s small, delicate figure in the dark.
So frail that she couldn’t withstand a flick from his finger, yet she could rile him up to no end.
This woman made him happy and worried all at once, whether he wanted to or not.
Truly, it’s said that only petty people and women are hard to deal with, and it’s certainly true.
Qin Yuan huffed, "Are you going to say it or not? If you won’t, then I’ll sleep. You’re making a fuss but won’t say anything, do you think telling me is pointless? Then don’t tell me at all in the future."
These words put Marquis Gu in a bind, whether to say it or not.
After brooding for a bit, he simply reached over, turned Qin Yuan to face him, and held her in his arms, saying, "Now, you have to listen carefully to what I have to say."
Qin Yuan was held tight by him, so she had no choice but to say, "You’re the one not saying anything, how can I not listen carefully?"
Marquis Gu didn’t bother about the decree anymore, lowering his head to press against her rosy little nose, and repeatedly asked, "What’s the matter with you, are you angry with me? If you’re angry with me, just say so, alright? Don’t hold it in and make both of us uncomfortable."
Qin Yuan blinked her eyes, sourly saying, "How dare I be angry with you? One day everything’s fine, and suddenly you ignore me, move to the outer courtyard, won’t even show your face. You don’t come back for meals and won’t send word. Tell me, isn’t that infuriating?"
Gu Jinghui immediately said, "Yes, I’m infuriating, all that is my doing, I’m wrong. Don’t be angry anymore, alright? I wondered why you wouldn’t let me join you for meals; turns out you were angry about this. It was my oversight, I shouldn’t have done so."
Qin Yuan responded with a heavy nasal tone, "It’s only because I care about you that I sent Hong Mian to bring you food despite being mad, otherwise, would you have come to the main house to find me?"
Seeing his little wife upset, Gu Jinghui panicked and hurriedly grabbed Qin Yuan’s hand, placing it on his face, saying, "You made Madam upset, you deserve a beating."
Qin Yuan’s small hand was soft and tender, hitting didn’t hurt at all.
In the dark, the patting sounds seemed to add a lot of unspeakable amusement.
"Enough, my hand hurts."
Qin Yuan retracted her hand.
Gu Jinghui said, "I’m too coarse-skinned, causing Madam’s hand to hurt, let me see quickly."
Then he leaned in for a closer look, smelled the enticing fragrance emanating from Qin Yuan, couldn’t help but lightly kiss her slender hand, mumbling, "Good Yuan’er, a kiss makes it not hurt anymore."
The warm breath tickled Qin Yuan’s hand, moistly itchy.
Then, naturally, Marquis Gu took more liberties, closing in to catch Qin Yuan’s lips.
It was quite a while before they parted.
Qin Yuan was dizzy and limp from the kiss.
She could still hear Marquis Gu softly promising in her ear, "Good Yuan’er, don’t be angry anymore. You don’t care about me, I feel so miserable, it’s all my fault these days. I won’t dare do it again in the future. You forgive me, right?"
A dizzy Qin Yuan barely responded with a murmur.
Marquis Gu happily said, "I knew Yuan’er was the most considerate, wouldn’t just ignore me because of this."
With that, he snuggled up again.
"Fortunately, Marquis Gu is not available now, otherwise, I’m afraid we wouldn’t have waited..."
This was the only thought Qin Yuan had before being kissed into a daze.
By the time they woke up the next morning, it was already bright outside. Gu Jinghui hadn’t gotten up yet, still holding her tightly in a deep sleep.