My younger sister insisted on marrying me and made me the Marquis' wife.

Chapter 45: I'm sure my husband has heard this story too
The next day.

After washing up, Qin Yuan wanted to go to the upper room to pay her respects and have breakfast with the old lady.

But Gu Jinghui opened the curtain himself, walked in with long legs, and asked, "When will Madam go to pay her respects?"

Qin Yuan wondered, could it be that Lord Gu’s injury was about to heal?

This soldier's body is built to withstand beatings.

She glanced at Gu Jinghui, but couldn't see anything. She smiled and straightened her sleeves, saying, "I was just planning to go. Will you come with me, husband?"

Gu Jinghui asked, "Are you also having breakfast at mother's place?"

Qin Yuan nodded.

Gu Jinghui said: "Then let's go."

Cui Ming and Hong Ye were still in a daze, but Gu Jinghui had already strode out of the house, and Qin Yuan followed him in small steps. The two of them hurriedly caught up.

Gu Jinghui took a few steps, turned his head, and saw Qin Yuan lagging far behind. He stopped again, stretched out his hand, and said, "Hand."

Qin Yuan: “…”

She hesitantly stretched out her little hand, and as soon as her jade-like soft hand rested on his big hand, it was fully grasped.

Gu Jinghui’s knuckles were distinct, there were thin calluses between his fingers, and his palms were warm and dry.

The heat came in an endless stream.

Qin Yuan felt hot all over.

She wanted Gu Jinghui to let go, but she was afraid that he would be unhappy, so she had to let him hold her.

Fortunately, Gu Jinghui's pace slowed down a lot.

The two walked for a while in silence.

Qin Yuan was too lazy to find a topic to talk about, nor did she feel uncomfortable, but Gu Jinghui suddenly said in a muffled voice: "Don't worry about Huo Jiao. I have asked Seventeen to help you look for it outside."

"My Lord, aren't you afraid that I'll lose money?" Qin Yuan suddenly wanted to tease him, "Or do you really intend to use your private treasury to make up for it for me?"

Gu Jinghui was silent for a while and said, "Call me husband."

Qin Yuan: "Husband."

Gu Jinghui said: "My private vault...what do you need so much money for?"

Qin Yuan curled her lips.

Gu Jinghui waited for a while and then asked, "Do you really want to manage my private vault?"

His voice was full of struggle and hesitation, but there was no unhappiness at all.

This surprised Qin Yuan a little.

She raised her head and looked at Gu Jinghui.

Gu Jinghui's ears turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "If you're fine, I might just hand over the private vault to you."

Qin Yuan: “…”

"I, I was just joking."

Qin Yuan didn't want to manage Gu Jinghui's private vault. She and him were not that affectionate.

Gu Jinghui's voice was mixed with many emotions, making it difficult to tell for a moment, "But I took it seriously."

Qin Yuan said: "Doesn't your husband have a trusted person to help manage his private vault? My father's private vault is managed by his housekeeper."

It's not just her father. Most men with private property in the Daxing Dynasty would not hand over their private vaults to their wives to manage.

Qin Yuan was a little confused about Gu Jinghui's thoughts.

The two walked in silence for a while, then they passed through two flower gates and walked around the bamboo garden. The emerald green bamboo leaves were rustling in the breeze.

Qin Yuan said, "I like this bamboo. There are thousands of green bamboos and a spoonful of fresh spring water. The bamboo garden in the mansion is very good."

Gu Jinghui's expression darkened when he heard her recite two lines of poetry. Qin Yuan continued, "There should be a lot of spring bamboo shoots in the mansion every year, which are best used for roasting meat."

Gu Jinghui's expression brightened up again, and he joked, "I see you like to eat everything."

Qin Yuan asked in confusion: "Is it bad to like eating?"

Gu Jinghui said seriously: "Of course, you are too thin, you should eat more. Reciting poems won't make you gain weight, but roasting meat with spring bamboo shoots can."

Qin Yuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Gu Jinghui didn’t know what she was laughing at, so he started laughing too.

Today he had dressed up a little, shaved his beard clean, his eyebrows were clear, and his sharp eyes were slightly curved. Facing the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, he looked indescribably handsome and unrestrained.

Qin Yuan thought, judging from his appearance alone, he deserved the name Jin Huaiyu.

When they were about to reach the upper room, Gu Jinghui suddenly whispered, "Yuan'er, those rumors circulating in the mansion are all false. I, although I don't know why my sixth brother's wife and seventh sister said so, I have no intention of taking Madam Zhao as my concubine."

Qin Yuan narrowed her eyes, looked up into his eyes in the morning light, and nodded as he looked forward to it, "I believe it."

"it is good."

Qin Yuan felt her hand being held even tighter.

Gu Jinghui added: “If someone says something nonsense in front of you, don’t believe it. I plan to live a good life with you. My title must be inherited by my legitimate son. I don’t plan to…”

Qin Yuan frowned.

She didn't understand who Gu Jinghui was talking about.

Gu Baozhu has been sentenced to three months of solitary confinement. Will anyone come to her to talk about it?

Could it be Madam Zhao?

Qin Yuan stopped and looked at Gu Jinghui for a while, then said, "My husband, before I married into the Marquis' Mansion, I was worried that you would take Madam Zhao as a concubine. It's not that I, the daughter of the Qin family, am jealous and can't tolerate your taking a concubine, but Madam Zhao cannot be a concubine."

Seeing her so calm, Gu Jinghui himself felt a little timid. His lips moved, but no sound came out.

Qin Yuan said seriously, "I learned a few words from my father since I was a child, and I have also read a few history books. I heard that my husband also studied literature, so I believe he must have heard the story of Qing Feng exterminating Cui Zhu's entire family."

Gu Jinghui nodded blankly.

Qin Yuan said: "Since my husband treats me with sincerity, you and I are husband and wife, and our two families are united in marriage. We prosper together and suffer together. Naturally, I have to explain the seriousness of this matter clearly, so as to be worthy of my husband's sincerity."

Gu Jinghui sighed: "Madam, please tell me."

It seems that Qin Yuan has wanted to say this for a long time, but just never had the chance.

His other empty hand was quietly clenched, his heart was beating as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and he didn't know what kind of heartfelt words he would have to face.

I wonder if I can bear it.

Qin Yuan said: "If Madam Zhao enters the Marquis's residence, there will be chaos in the backyard. If the Marquis thinks clearly, he will know what to do. If he doesn't think clearly, and the backyard is in chaos in the future, I'm afraid this favor will turn into hatred."

She didn't say any more and just stopped there.

Since Lord Gu has repeatedly stated that he is unwilling and will not take Madam Zhao as his concubine, she has said what she should say. If Madam Zhao causes trouble again, she will have a legitimate reason to cut off her retreat.

Gu Jinghui whispered: "I know."

The two of them walked into the yard in silence and stood outside the corridor. This time it was Xiaohong who came to greet them. After taking a few steps, they heard sobbing sounds coming from inside the house.

When they went in, Mrs. Gu Liu had already stopped crying after being persuaded by Old Madam Gu.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was bare of makeup, making her look quite pitiful.

Qin Yuan hurriedly asked: "But we came at an unlucky time?"

Madam Gu Liu wiped away her tears and forced a smile, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed my third brother and sister-in-law. My third brother has been away for many years, and my sister-in-law just married into the mansion, so she wanted to help cover up for me. You will know when you stay for a long time. This can't be concealed."

He blew his nose with a handkerchief and continued, "I don't know what the Sixth Master was doing yesterday. He wanted to buy another concubine who could play the pipa and sing. The new concubine Zheng was redeemed from the brothel a few days ago, and he has come up with new tricks. I couldn't persuade him, and I cried all night in anger."

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