My Sister Insisted on Swapping Marriages, and I Became a Marchioness Instead-Chapter 127: She’s Really So Clingy

"Fengxuan Pavilion?"

Marquis Gu’s heart stirred, and he slowed his pace.

The servant following behind was puzzled but tactfully slowed down as well.

Another nanny said, "Isn’t it that the Sixth Madam went over? Nobody knows what she said, but it seems Lady Zhao couldn’t sit still and sent those two nannies from the Northern Border to inquire."

Gu Jinghui frowned slightly.

"You might not know, the Sixth Madam has been competing with the mistress. I heard during my shift change, today Sun Accountant had a dispute with the little maid from Wutong Garden."

Gu Jinghui halted his steps.

"What was the dispute about?"

"It was about the face cream for the mistress, quite expensive. They said it would cost several hundred taels of silver. Sun Accountant was unwilling to charge it, yet didn’t dare to say he wouldn’t, so he suggested the little maid confirm with the Sixth Madam before authorizing the expense."

"Hehehe..." the nanny laughed, "Giving a feather as a token of command, still bullying the mistress for being young and not managing the household."

"Indeed. The little maid cursed Sun Accountant, and it wasn’t until Housekeeper Cao nodded his head that the expense was authorized. That fiery-tempered little maid cursed all the way back to Wutong Garden. Many people heard about it."

Gu Jinghui understood this. The sixth sister-in-law really is too idle. He coughed a few times and increased his steps towards the second gate.

The two nannies immediately stood up straight, saying nothing more.

When Gu Jinghui reached them, they quickly bowed, "Marquis."

Gu Jinghui, with a stern face, nodded slightly and didn’t stop, heading straight into the second gate.

The nannies watched him leave and started muttering again.

"The Sixth Madam’s niece fancies Young Master Qin, trying to throw herself at him, but alas, Young Master Qin isn’t interested..."

Gu Jinghui frowned.

Women’s affairs are indeed complicated; he really couldn’t quite understand it.

Returning to Wutong Garden, Qin Yuan came up asking if he wanted to change clothes before dining.

Gu Jinghui shook his head and said, "No need, I still have to go to the main room later to pay respects to my mother."

The two quietly had a meal. Due to previous events, not only did they not draw closer, but each was slightly reserved.

Qin Yuan kept her head down, eating slowly like a little cat.

Gu Jinghui tried several times to reach out and touch her hair, but managed to hold back.

General Jin and others mentioned that men shouldn’t be overly intimate with women, to avoid losing their masculine dignity.

"General, it’s like fighting a war—one must strike while the iron is hot; once you yield, you’ll have to keep yielding, as women can be very perceptive. Caution must be taken not to be controlled. Back then, I was controlled like this by my wife...it was tormenting."

Upon hearing this from General Jin, Gu Jinghui thought his young wife wasn’t like that, but indeed, he couldn’t get emotionally tangled at the expense of masculine dignity.

After all, Yuan’er had said he was a great man in her eyes.

Gu Jinghui refrained from reaching out, but couldn’t resist stealing glances unknowingly, leaving Qin Yuan unsettled and making the food lose its flavor.

Finally, the tormenting meal came to an end.

Qin Yuan picked up her teacup, sipping slowly and thinking about the evening arrangements.

If it were like last night, it could be manageable.

She blushed, lifted her lashes, casting bright eyes, softly asked, "Marquis, how long have you taken leave for?"

Gu Jinghui thought to himself: "Here it is, she asked me. Is it because I haven’t left and she can’t bear to see me go?"

Yet his face revealed nothing, he replied casually, "One day."

Qin Yuan pondered silently: "One day, meaning Marquis Gu will only stay one night, that’s fine."

She asked again, "Are you heading back to the Great Camp tomorrow?"

Gu Jinghui couldn’t resist touching his chest, feeling both joy and slight annoyance—a kind of uneasy thrill.

His little wife really clings to him.

He suppressed the urge to smile, saying, "Yes."

Qin Yuan hesitated a moment, continued, "Should I pack more changes of clothes for you? I also prepared some incense pills. Are mosquitoes plentiful at Dazao Temple? Are you accustomed to the usual food?"

Gu Jinghui touched his chest again, couldn’t help but sigh, softly saying, "Everything is fine, arrange whatever you need. I’m comfortable everywhere, don’t keep worrying about me. How are things with you at home?"

Qin Yuan smiled, saying, "Everything’s fine. There’s no need for you to worry about me. You hurried back last night and took leave today, are you tired from rushing to and fro?"

Gu Jinghui’s heart was filled with sweetness.

"Not tired, it’s nothing; during battles, I can travel several hundred miles a day, fortunately, your injury isn’t serious. Otherwise..."

Gu Jinghui lowered his gaze, concealing the coldness in his eyes, swallowing back the remaining words.

Qin Yuan had things to say, "Don’t worry, husband. Doctor Li’s ointment is excellent; I won’t have scars. The last time, the ointment you used was also from Renhe Hall. I mentioned to Nanny Rong, if your army uses this for bruises and injuries, wouldn’t it be better? But Nanny Rong said that it’s complicated. I don’t know what exactly is complicated. However, we can privately inquire from Doctor Li and procure some."

Listening to his young wife’s every word concerning him without complaining about the grievances from the sixth sister-in-law’s place, Gu Jinghui said, "Alright, then do as you say; these things are trivial. Nanny Rong is concerned that if purchases change hands, it may take away someone’s means of income, but what’s the harm in that? Good medicine should be distributed, for those heavily injured, whereas those slightly injured yet desiring the best medicine should pay more." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Such words, though seemingly simple, would certainly impact someone’s business.

Qin Yuan understood that Marquis Gu undersold the complexity, making the matter sound easy and straightforward.

Her heart was full of gratitude towards Gu Jinghui, thinking this over, wringing her fingers before asking, "Am I causing you trouble? You wanted to avoid Prince Qi and his siblings, yet because of me, owe Prince Qi a favor."

Hearing this, Gu Jinghui suddenly stretched his long arms, pulling Qin Yuan onto his lap.

What noble husband, what masculine dignity.

None surpassed the importance of comforting his little wife.

With a light gasp, Qin Yuan was enveloped in his embrace, not yet struggling, and Gu Jinghui lowered his head, tenderly nuzzling her face; the stubble from the past two days made her feel itchy and slightly hurt, causing Qin Yuan to giggle and try to evade, but Gu Jinghui held her tightly, softly saying, "This matter isn’t your fault; I see Prince Qi intentionally acting this way, don’t worry about it, my mother and I are handling it."

Intentionally acting this way?

Qin Yuan understood.

Prince Qi was trying to find an opportunity to approach Gu Jinghui, regardless of the private dealings, others would see Gu Jinghui closely associated with Prince Qi.

Qin Yuan wanted to say something, but held back.

Gu Jinghui asked, "What’s the matter?"

Qin Yuan replied, "Mother came to see me today, conveying a message from Father, he said husband holds considerable military power, having just achieved great merit, it’s best to remain impartial concerning the Princes."

Gu Jinghui frowned slightly.

Qin Jijiu’s words aligned with his thoughts, yet... the wind wouldn’t cease.

At that moment, outside the window, Gu Shiba’s voice sounded, deep and somewhat fatigued, "Marquis, Sixteen has returned with matters to report to you personally."