The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1925

Chapter 1925: Chapter 256: Newlywed Life (Second Update)

Fushou Courtyard, the old madam of the Gu Family had risen early, groomed herself, and dressed appropriately, sitting in the main hall waiting for her grandson and granddaughter-in-law to come to greet her.

However, she waited until the sun was high in the sky, and still, no one came. She chuckled softly.

Mama Zhang looked at her with a peculiar expression, "Old Madam..."

The old madam of the Gu Family covered her face with a handkerchief and said, "Who was on duty in Changqing’s courtyard last night, call them here."

Mama Zhang went to Gu Changqing’s courtyard and called over a nanny surnamed Wu, who was the one responsible for fetching water and ropes for Gu Changqing.

After entering the Fushou Courtyard, Mama Wu immediately reported to the old madam about how many times the young master needed water and all sorts of little tools during the night, "... Never realized, the young master really knows how to make a fuss."

The old madam’s smile faded upon hearing this, and she frowned, "Did he wear them out?"

Her grandson couldn’t have such peculiar habits; it would ruin their reputation if it got out. Furthermore, his bride is from the Yuan Family, a true noble lady of high status.

If any mishap occurs, they wouldn’t be able to face the Yuan Family.

Mama Zhang glanced at their master. Having served the old madam for many years, she was well aware of her disposition; the old madam valued lineage the most, and no matter how gentle a woman of humble origin might be, she wouldn’t regard her highly, like the Yao Family.

But for daughters of noble birth, the old madam was much more tolerant.

Originally, the old madam was a bit upset about not forming an alliance with the Ling Family, but upon hearing that they were to marry into the direct line of the Assistant Minister’s granddaughter, her little bit of displeasure vanished instantly.

Mama Wu dared not utter another word.

She didn’t know whether they were worn out; she hadn’t been able to go in and check, just listened to the loud noises.

Mama Zhang smiled and said, "Old Madam, don’t worry, isn’t the young master known for being considerate?"

"You may leave," said the old madam to Mama Wu.

"Yes," Mama Wu respectfully exited.

The old madam worriedly said, "Hopefully nothing truly went awry..."

"It wouldn’t have," Mama Zhang smiled, handing the old madam a cup of tea to calm her nerves.

The old madam took the tea cup, had a sip, and said, "They say Baolin is a talented lady."

Her grandson was to marry the Yuan Family’s daughter, so naturally, she had to carefully investigate her background. The more she looked into it, the more she was struck with admiration: the young lady was well-read and literate in six languages.

Previously, in the Capital City, it was widely said that Wo Linlang was the number one talented woman, but compared to Yuan Baolin, she paled in comparison.

Yuan Baolin was just low-key, not showing off, but precisely this unobtrusive nature further endeared her to the old madam.

Mama Zhang chuckled.

In the end, what matters most is the young madam’s noble birth; even if she isn’t a talented lady, the old madam wouldn’t mind.

If, on the contrary, she weren’t of noble birth, no matter how talented she might be, the old madam wouldn’t say a good word about her.

The old madam said, "Go tell Changqing to let them rest well and not come for the morning greeting."

Mama Zhang hesitated and said, "What about the Madam..."

The Madam was the Yao Family, who had temporarily moved back to the Residence for Gu Changqing’s wedding and was waiting to have the daughter-in-law’s tea before returning.

The old madam snorted, "You don’t need to worry about her; she wouldn’t mind this."

The old madam not being fond of the Yao Family was one thing, but understanding the Yao Family’s nature was another; the Yao Family would never mistreat a daughter-in-law.

...

Gu Changqing awoke to find someone snuggled up in his arms. For a moment, he was dizzy, and unmentionable memories flooded his mind like waves.

Realizing what he’d done, he wanted to punch himself.

Yuan Baolin woke up later than Gu Changqing; when she opened her eyes, he was no longer in the room. Her clothes were intact, and she didn’t know who had dressed her.

She intended to call her maid to serve her but found her throat too hoarse to speak; when she tried to get out of bed, her legs didn’t feel like her own.

Gu Changqing pushed the door open and entered.

Moonlight followed him, his face hidden in the shadows yet still showing its handsome outline.

Years of martial arts training had given him a tall, robust build with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with well-proportioned physique.

He was holding a bowl of Coix Seed Porridge. Seeing the bed curtains drawn and Yuan Baolin sitting awkwardly on the bed, his eyes flicked, and he calmly said, "You’re awake."

Yuan Baolin nodded.

Gu Changqing stepped inside and closed the door.

"I’ll light the lamps," he sought her opinion.

Yuan Baolin pinched her throat and rasped, "Isn’t it dawn yet?"

Gu Changqing opened his mouth, "It has already turned dark."

Yuan Baolin blushed fiercely.

Gu Changqing, maintaining his usual tone, said, "Don’t worry, the elders have been informed, the evidence has been collected, and Grandmother is very pleased."

His intention was to ease Yuan Baolin’s mind, but the mention of "evidence" made them both awkward.

The supposedly fake marriage had backfired on the first day and totally derailed.

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