The Prime Minister’s Darling

Gu Xiaobao expressed dissatisfaction at not being able to pick up the bride, so Gu Changqing gave him the responsibility to make him feel involved.

However, Gu Changqing never expected he would go as far as having the kitchen make his own special dishes and deliver them in his own personal lunchbox.

—No wonder he grew up with Jing Kong.

Yuan Baolin found Gu Xiaobao too amusing and couldn't help but pinch his cheek.

Gu Xiaobao: Alright, you're the sister-in-law, big brother told me to be nice to you, so I'll let you pinch.

The uncle and sister-in-law shared the delicacies brought by Gu Xiaobao.

At night, after being forced to drink several rounds by the guests, Gu Changqing returned to the new bridal chamber.

Gu Xiaobao had already left, and Baolin's maids were guarding outside.

He stepped inside, and sure enough, Yuan Baolin was already asleep. The thin red curtain hung down, casting a festive glow from the dragon and phoenix candles.

Her graceful silhouette was faintly visible through the curtains, radiating a unique youthful beauty and unintentionally exuding a hint of a romantic atmosphere.

Gu Changqing averted his gaze, took out a quilt from the wardrobe and spread it on the floor, then grabbed another blanket before lying down fully clothed.

"Gu Changqing."

Inside the curtain, Yuan Baolin suddenly spoke.

Gu Changqing instinctively looked towards the curtain, then quickly withdrew his gaze politely: "You're not asleep yet?"

Yuan Baolin said, "I'm not used to the bed, can't fall asleep."

Gu Changqing hesitated: "Then you..."

"Nanny Zhang!"

A maid's voice suddenly came from outside.

"I've brought the Sobering Soup for the young master!"

Nanny Zhang was the old lady's confidant. If she found Gu Changqing sleeping on the floor, things would turn troublesome.

Yuan Baolin sat up and opened the curtains, saying to Gu Changqing, "Come up quickly!"

If it were anyone else, Gu Changqing could have turned them away, but since it was someone sent by his grandmother, he couldn't turn Nanny Zhang away. Otherwise, given his grandmother's temperament, she would definitely come over herself.

Gu Changqing frowned, swiftly rolled up the bedding and stuffed it back into the cabinet.

Yuan Baolin jumped off the bed and reached up to undo his belt.

Gu Changqing's eyes flickered: "What are you doing?"

Yuan Baolin said, "It's the wedding night; doesn't it look strange that you're fully dressed?"

"I'll do it myself," said Gu Changqing.

Yuan Baolin motioned with her eyes towards the window where their shadows were reflected.

"Young master," Nanny Zhang called affectionately from outside the door.

Gu Changqing let go, allowing Yuan Baolin to undo his belt.

Then Yuan Baolin loosened his robe and took off his hairpin.

Yuan Baolin said with satisfaction, "Alright, now it's a bit more disheveled."

Gu Changqing composed himself, walked over to open the door for Nanny Zhang: "Nanny, why have you come so late?"

Seeing his untidy attire, Nanny Zhang was inwardly delighted. The young master hadn't even touched a maid in the manor, and the old lady had worried whether the young master had any problems in that regard?

Looking at his impatient appearance, the old lady had worried too much!

She cast a glance into the room, where Yuan Baolin had already returned to the curtains, exposing only a jade-like, white foot.

Oh my, is the young master really this fierce?

He had just returned to the room and already—

Nanny Zhang was overjoyed: "Here's the Sobering Soup, drink it while it's hot!"

Gu Changqing took it, drank it all in one go, and said to Nanny Zhang, "Then I'll rest now. Please let Grandmother know, tell her to rest early, and I'll greet her tomorrow morning."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Nanny Zhang left with an empty bowl, her face beaming with a smile.

The old lady worried about what? Concerned the young master was incapable, insisted on sending a bowl of that soup. In her opinion, the young lady might not be able to get up the next morning!

Gu Changqing let out a long breath, stepped back, closed the door, and locked it.

Yuan Baolin hurriedly retracted her foot.

That foot was for Nanny Zhang to see, not for Gu Changqing.

But Gu Changqing was trained in martial arts, moved quickly, and had keen eyesight, so he saw it anyway.

It wasn't something he should have seen.

He quickly looked elsewhere, calmed himself, went to the cabinet, opened the door, and took out the bedding again.

He lay down again fully clothed.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt a little warm in his chest.