The next day.
After Qin Yuan tidied up, she wanted to go to the main room to pay her respects and join the Old Madam for breakfast.
Just as she was about to head out, Gu Jinghui drew the curtain himself, stepped in with long strides, and asked, "When does the Madame plan to pay her respects?"
Qin Yuan wondered if Marquis Gu's injury was healing so quickly?
A soldier's body truly endures a beating.
She glanced at Gu Jinghui, unable to discern anything, smiled, tidied her sleeves, and said, "I was just planning to go. Will my husband accompany me?"
Gu Jinghui asked, "Is breakfast also at Mother's place?"
Qin Yuan nodded.
Gu Jinghui said, "Then let's go."
Cui Ming and Hong Ye were still dazed as Gu Jinghui had already strode out of the room, Qin Yuan followed with small steps, and the two hurried to catch up.
After walking a few steps, Gu Jinghui turned his head, seeing Qin Yuan had fallen behind, he stopped, extended his hand, and said, "Hand."
Qin Yuan: "..."
