Her voice was fragile and fragmented, like a kitten mewing.
It was trembling, filled with panic, and weak, even her struggles were feeble.
This made Gu Jinghui feel a surge of warmth, his dark pupils ignited with a small flame, yet he said indifferently, "Madam has become increasingly cold towards me these days."
Qin Yuanâs face was flushed, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but couldnât, "Can we calmly discuss things?"
"Go ahead, Iâm listening."
Gu Jinghui tightly rubbed his little wifeâs hand, a smile playing at his lips.
"I..."
Qin Yuanâs thoughts were disrupted, she didnât even know what she wanted to say.
Gu Jinghui moved closer to stir trouble, his hoarse voice accused, his breath brushing against her ear, mingled with a light scent of sweat, medicine, and soap, strong but not unpleasant.
"These days Iâve been sleeping alone in the study, dressing myself, you donât care about me anymore, little heartless one, every time I come to find you, youâre happier to see the account books than me. Hmm?"
Qin Yuanâs ears were red and hot.
These days, busy with accounting and managing the mansionâs affairs, she indeed neglected Marquis Gu.
"You..." Qin Yuanâs voice was hoarse, her eyes were full of panic and confusion, which made Gu Jinghui take advantage, pulling her into his solid embrace with a slight exertion.
Suddenly, her vision went dark, Marquis Guâs scent completely enveloped her, his wide sleeves spreading out to cover her completely, like an unbreakable net.
She heard Marquis Gu chuckle softly beside her ear, "I knew Yuanâer was thinking of me too, or why did you send Hong Ye away? You also have thoughts of me, donât you?"
Qin Yuan: "..."
No, she wasnât like that at all.
Marquis Gu held her waist tightly with a large hand, hot and burning, but didnât go further.
Qin Yuan sat on his solid thigh, not daring to struggle, whispered, "Husband, what are you doing in broad daylight?"
Marquis Gu lowered his head, lightly sniffing her bun, asked, "What incense did you use today? Itâs so fragrant."
Qin Yuan ignored him.
Marquis Gu didnât mind, just held her tightly without letting go.
Until the servant spoke outside, breaking the silence.
"Marquis, someone shot a letter into the mansion, claiming it was sent by Princess Fuyun."
"Princess Fuyun?" Marquis Gu frowned and murmured, "What trouble is she causing?"
Qin Yuan was thinking about something else.
"Are they back from praying? Why did Princess Fuyun send a letter as soon as Doctor Li entered the mansion?"
Marquis Gu said, "They must have returned, praying at Dazao Temple is just an excuse to avoid the heat, living in the temple, they didnât suffer any hardship. Before, the siblings at least pretended, now they donât even bother."
Qin Yuan curiously asked, "Pretend what?"
Marquis Gu chuckled, "Finally willing to talk to me?"
Qin Yuan: "..."
Marquis Gu shook his leg as if coaxing a child, said softly, "There were many spies guarding outside our Marquis Mansion, otherwise how could Prince Qi meet us? Perhaps seeing Doctor Li enter, unsure of the situation inside, they sent a letter."
Qin Yuan said, "Arenât you going to let me down, let them bring the letter in."
Gu Jinghui was reluctant, teasing her deliberately, "Let them bring it in."
Qin Yuan panicked, said, "How can you be like this?"
Gu Jinghui laughed heartily, released Qin Yuan, cleared his throat, said, "Bring the letter in."
Only then did the servant come in, without daring to lift his head, directly offered the letter in his hand.
Gu Jinghui saw the seal of Princess Fuyun on it, still hot with wax, took it over, just about to open, but heard Qin Yuan ask, "Was the letter fumigated after being brought in?"
The servant was startled, said, "No."
Qin Yuan said, "In the future, things brought in from outside should be fumigated."
Gu Jinghui threw the letter to the servant, said, "Go fumigate it and come back."
Qin Yuan said again, "You touched the letter, you need to clean your hands."
Gu Jinghui wrinkled his nose, still did as Qin Yuan said, each courtyard had ready medicinal broth for hand cleaning, convenient enough.
The servant also did it once, then presented the letter again.
Gu Jinghui was already slightly impatient, after reading it, even more impatient, casually tossed it on the table, said, "Whatâs the point of sending this? Itâs all nonsense."
Qin Yuan asked, "Can I take a look?"
Gu Jinghui said, "As you please."
Qin Yuan took it to look, was shocked.
The letter was filled with words of longing, Princess Fuyun repeatedly expressed her concern and thoughts for Marquis Gu, hoping he could come out to meet her, she ate vegetarian meals for as long as Dingbei Marquis Mansion was closed.
Princess Fuyunâs admiration for Marquis Gu was evident.
"This..." Qin Yuan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Marquis, did you have close interactions with Princess Fuyun at Dazao Temple?"
Marquis Guâs face turned gloomy, said, "Call me husband."
Qin Yuan said nothing, just stared at him, waiting for an answer.
Marquis Gu snorted coldly from his throat, pulled her into his arms, pinched her nose, said, "Youâre being jealous over nothing, how could I be close with her? Didnât I tell you when I returned, Iâm responsible for the imperial guard affairs, rarely approaching the two princesses, how could I be close with her?"
Qin Yuan pushed him away, also snorted, pointed at the letter said, "Then why did she write like this?"
If it were someone else, Qin Yuan wouldnât react like this.
The person happened to be the princess born of the former Empress, more favored than the Ninth Princess born to Empress Lin, if she had thoughts of Marquis Gu, Qin Yuan would be a thorn in Princess Fuyunâs side.
Qin Yuan pondered many things all at once.
Marquis Gu angrily said, "How would I know why she wrote like this."
Itâs simply misfortune coming from nowhere.
He had just become closer to Qin Yuan, then Princess Fuyunâs letter came to interfere.
The servant outside said, "Marquis, the person who shot the letter is outside asking for a reply."
Gu Jinghui: "..."
The little wife awaited his answer, Princess Fuyun awaited his reply.
Really indefensible.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Gu Jinghuiâs head, he realized, "Good heavens, Prince Qi and sister are truly shameless, resorting to such tactics to make people think Iâm with them, truly shameless, shameless indeed."
Marquis Gu stomped and cursed.
Qin Yuan was stunned, "..."
The more Gu Jinghui thought, the more he felt he understood everything.
After cursing Prince Qi and Seventh Princess thoroughly, he turned to Qin Yuan, accusing with grievance, "You keep saying weâre one as a couple, yet a little trick from someone else and you want to fight with me, have I ever been secretive with you? Yet you doubt me."
Qin Yuan came to her senses too.
As long as Gu Jinghui doesnât want to draw close to Prince Qi, he absolutely wouldnât get involved with Princess Fuyun.
But she didnât feel it was Princess Fuyunâs plot, she seemed more concerned about her belovedâs safety, losing composure, but naturally Qin Yuan wouldnât reveal this truth, letting Marquis Gu indulge in his misunderstandings.