Chapter 52 Missing
Different from us.

This sentence made Gu Jinghui's head hurt.

Outside the room, Madam Cai's voice came, with a bit of envy, saying: "I heard that Madam is the daughter of the chief academician of the Imperial College. The students of the chief academician are all top-ranked and second-ranked scholars. The Madam must have read a roomful of books with the chief academician. She must be extremely talented."

Hongye laughed and said happily: "Why nine buckets? Isn't it said that a person of great learning and talent has eight buckets?"

"It's one more than eight buckets, that's amazing."

Mother Cai explained with a smile, and complimented, "Miss Hongye must have learned a lot from following Madam."

Hongye said, "I learned a few words from Madam when I was a child."

The two talked for a while outside, and Hongye comforted Mother Cai and sent her away.

Inside the room, Gu Jinghui lay on the couch with a lot on his mind.

He heard Qin Yuan calling someone in to serve her, and he no longer had the energy to go look for her.

I don’t know how long I lay there, maybe I took a nap, maybe not, there was a knock on the door, Gu Jinghui raised his eyelids and asked unhappily: “Who?”

The knocking stopped.

"Would you like to have lunch with me, sir?"

Even through the door, one could hear Qin Yuan's hesitation and uneasiness.

Gu Jinghui could imagine the timid look on his wife’s face.

The valley, which was shrouded in fog and pitch-black just now, suddenly broke through the clouds and the sun came out, illuminating the entire area.

Gu Jinghui pressed his lips again and again, and then said after a while: "Okay, I'll be there in a minute."

Outside.

Hongye winked at Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan glared at her and said, "Why don't you go and tell the maids to serve the food? Is the small kitchen ready for use?"

Hongye said: "I'm afraid we have to wait two days."

Qin Yuan said: "Then I won't add more dishes to the Marquis's meal for now."

The two men walked away.

“Add more food, small kitchen,” Gu Jinghui whispered with a smile on his face.

His little wife still has him in her heart.

No wonder the lieutenant generals always said behind his back that he had never enjoyed the care of a woman at home and didn't understand.

Taking care of your own woman is really different from taking care of a servant or someone else's.

The maids finally set the table for lunch, and Gu Jinghui also arrived.

Qin Yuan had changed into casual clothes. The light red color made her look as gentle as water. Her long hair, like a waterfall, was tied loosely into a bun and pinned with a jade hairpin, looking lazy and casual.

The two teardrop-shaped pendants on her ears swayed with her every move, and he couldn't help but look at them.

Qin Yuan did not keep Hongye and Cuiming this time, saying that they were tired from supervising the mothers and they could eat by themselves without being served.

Gu Jinghui was even happier.

Seeing him like this, Qin Yuan knew that he was right.

During the meal, Qin Yuan helped him scoop a bowl of soup and said, "My husband, take this. Chicken soup is nourishing. The oil on top has been skimmed off. Drink it and your wound will heal faster."

Gu Jinghui took it, took a sip, and nodded: "It tastes good."

"My husband, have some of this."

Qin Yuan picked up another piece of food for him with his chopsticks.

She had eaten with Gu Jinghui several times and already knew his taste.

Seeing that she picked up his favorite food, Gu Jinghui was even happier.

He also returned the favor by picking up dishes and serving rice to Qin Yuan.

There is a warm feeling between the two.

After eating for a while, the maid outside came to report again, saying, "Sister Hongye, someone from Fengxuan Pavilion came and said they have something important to report to the Marquis."

Gu Jinghui's face suddenly darkened. Gu Shiliu had really expected this. Why did he invite him again?

He couldn't help but glance at Qin Yuan's face.

Qin Yuan was still chewing the sweet and sour pork in her mouth slowly, tasting extremely sweet.

It seemed that nothing could disturb her while she was eating.

“I won’t go,” Gu Jinghui felt even more guilty and hurriedly explained.

Qin Yuan slowly swallowed the meat in his mouth, then said: "Why not ask and see what's the matter?"

Gu Jinghui said, “No need. I just discussed with my mother this morning that I will let her handle all matters concerning Fengxuan Pavilion from now on. I told them not to come looking for me anymore.”

Qin Yuan looked over when he heard that.

Gu Jinghui seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly explained: "When they entered the mansion, it was mother who took care of them. She was afraid that someone would neglect them. It's just that they just came to the capital and are not used to everything. They always come to look for me. It wasn't like this in Saibei before."

This is a statement of attitude, and we must clarify the matter.

Qin Yuan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Hongye had already lifted the curtain and came in, with a droopy face, and said in a hard voice: "My Lord, someone has come from Fengxuan Pavilion. Do you want to invite them here?"

It was quiet for a few days, as if everything was fine.

Hongye was extremely angry, and she also disliked Gu Jinghui.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jinghui said slowly: “No.”

"……Um?"

Hongye looked at Lord Gu in shock.

"I said I won't see you. Go and tell them that from now on, all matters concerning Fengxuan Pavilion should be reported to the old lady. If there is anything you need, need, or lack, just tell her. I will be on duty at the camp in two days and will not have time to take care of these things. Don't delay their important matters."

Hongye was stunned for a moment, wanting to say something but stopping herself. She didn't move and instead looked at Qin Yuan.

Gu Jinghui had a stern face, coughed, and said, "Why are you still standing here? You're the only one who talks too much in the past, but you're just being clever."

Hongye's face flushed, she laughed dryly and said, "Then this is my reply."

"How else to reply?"

Gu Jinghui said with a dark face: “Also remember to call me Madam in the future, don’t call me Miss, it makes me unhappy.”

Hongye responded in a voice as soft as a mosquito's, turned around with a smile on her face, and retreated briskly.

Qin Yuan smiled and said, "Husband, why do you scare her for no reason? Hongye is timid."

Gu Jinghui said with a sour face: "Humph, don't think I don't know."

"Know what?" Qin Yuan asked curiously.

A pair of black and white eyes stared at him steadily. Gu Jinghui's heart was moved. He couldn't help but move closer and whispered in Qin Yuan's ear: "She is very courageous. She always speaks ill of me behind my back. If I hadn't been kind-hearted and liked her master, I wouldn't have let her do this until now."

The hot air hit Qin Yuan's ears.

Qin Yuan's ears slowly turned red.

Gu Jinghui felt very happy. He seemed to understand something, yet he also seemed to understand nothing.

In short, it’s not the same.

Outside Wutong Garden, Bai Que stared blankly at Hongye's red lips opening and closing.

She understood every word the other person said, so why didn't she understand when they put them together?
The Marquis refused to even meet her and asked her to go and report to the old lady.

How can this be?

This morning in the upper room, the Marquis was still very worried about Zhao's mother and son. She and Madam Zhao waited for a long time, but no one came.

Thinking that she might have been tripped up by the Marquis's wife, she came to Wutong Garden to ask for help.

"Did the Marquis really say this himself?"

Hongye said angrily, "Do you think I dare to fabricate the Marquis' words?"

Bai Que snorted and said, "That's hard to say. Everyone knows how much the Marquis cares about Fengxuan Pavilion. If you say that the Marquis will never see us again, who would believe it?"

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