She wondered why he hadn’t been making her angry lately?
She thought that after having a daughter, he had genuinely beco a proper father!
But look at what he’s done!
——Xiao Ji is quietly up to no good!
Shangguan Qing looked at the broken brush pen, eyes widening: No way, was Princess Mother always this fierce?
Marquis Xuanping coughed lightly and said calmly, "Why are you calling for ?"
Princess Xinyang was trembling with rage: "Look at what you did! When did you propose marriage to the young master of the Duke Residence behind my back? Young Master? What do you take Ahen for!"
Marquis Xuanping had a toothache.
The young master of the Duke Residence is Gu Jiao, and it wasn’t wrong for him to seek her hand in marriage for his own son. He just ssed around a little; usually, people wouldn’t catch on to his joke, and Gu Jiao would get married with the status of a noblewoman.
You, Jing family, did you have to go this far?
Princess Xinyang’s anger continued: "Now it’s great! The whole world knows Ahen is going to marry a man!"
She glanced at the inkstone on the table.
Shangguan Qing’s eyelid twitched, and he hurriedly reached out to hold down the inkstone.
Princess Xinyang gritted her teeth and shifted to grab the paperweight on the table, but Shangguan Qing swiftly held down the paperweight.
Princess Xinyang went to grab the whip on the stone stool.
Shangguan Qing rushed over to hold down the whip.
Princess Xinyang was furious: "Xiao Qing, get out of my way! Do you want a beating too?"
Shangguan Qing glanced at his father, hesitated for a mont, then quietly got up and moved aside.
Marquis Xuanping: "..."
Princess Xinyang picked up the whip: "Yujin, take Yiyi back to the room."
Yujin subtly shook his head and walked towards the father and daughter.
Marquis Xuanping naturally wouldn’t sit there waiting for a beating; he leapt up and used his light footwork to scurry out!
Princess Xinyang grew even angrier, her fists clenching so tightly they cracked.
"Waa!" Little Yiyi on the bamboo bed turned over, lay flat, and reached out with her soft white arms towards Princess Xinyang.
"Princess." Yujin turned back to look at her.
Princess Xinyang sighed helplessly, handing the whip to Shangguan Qing, and went over to pick up the little one on the bamboo bed.
Little Yiyi clung to her collar, burying her little head, looking for milk to drink.
Watching the little one getting hands-on, Princess Xinyang couldn’t help but laugh and cry, her anger subsiding considerably: "You clever little thing."
...
The emissary team from Yan Country left the post station, arriving at the west city gate by late afternoon, where the ministers of Zhan Country had long been waiting to welco them.
Leading the group was a young man dressed in red official robes.
In Zhan Country, the official robes for ninth-rank were blue, seventh and above were green, fifth and above were red, and only at third rank could one wear purple robes.
This young man, looking no more than twenty years old, had already managed to reach fifth rank.
He wore a black gauze cap, his complexion as fair as jade, his features delicate.
He naturally carried a noble elegance as smooth as jade, standing alongside first-rank officials without losing out in presence.
As the group drew nearer.
Yuan Shoufu raised his hand slightly, signaling for him to go greet them.
He nodded slightly and stepped forward to the front of the team from Dayan, first bowing to Xuanyuan Qi, who led the way: "Grand Marshal."
He then bowed towards Xuanyuan Zheng at the side: "Young Master Xuanyuan."
Liao Chen, wearing armor and a helt, prevented people from seeing his bald monk’s head; otherwise, who knows how many people would’ve been startled by the title Young Master.
Father and son glanced at the young man in front of them, a trace of amazent in their eyes.
Having reached adulthood and switch into his official uniform, he seed genuinely more composed.
"Who is the visitor? For what purpose are you here?" Xuanyuan Qi asked in a pompous manner.
He glanced at the first carriage in the line, his eyes deep as he said, "Xiao Hen of Marquis Xuanping Residence, here to greet my fiancée."
These words imdiately changed the atmosphere at the scene.
Hei Fengqi didn’t know Gu Jiao was a girl, they muttered dismissively among themselves, what fiancée? Our little commander is a man!
"Hey, Wei Renchong, don’t you think this Xiao Hen looks a bit familiar? Where have we seen him before?"
Wei Renchong replied: "The Grandson Heir..."
"What?" Zhao Dengfeng asked.
"He looks like the Grandson Heir." Wei Renchong said, "Except... there’s no tear mole on his face."
Zhao Dengfeng’s jaw nearly dropped: "No way... our Grandson Heir... not right... he’s a prince now... ran off to Zhan Country to beco a little marquis? What on earth is going on here?"
Wei Renchong replied calmly: "You ask , who should I ask?"
They and Li Shen were among the few not surprised by the little commander marrying a man, having seen the little commander and the Grandson Heir exchanging affectionate glances in the military camp before.
Sigh, what a fine little commander, could get any woman he wants, and yet he prefers n.
The curtain of the carriage remained closed, but from inside, a youthful, clear voice asked: "Who is your fiancée?"
Xiao Hen gazed unblinkingly at the curtain of the carriage, as if through it, he saw the woman inside: "The person sitting inside the carriage."
"There’s only in the carriage, I’m a man, have you thought it through, do you truly wish to marry ?"
Xiao Hen replied without hesitation: "Marry you! Even if mountains crumble and earth splits! Whether you’re a man or a woman, you’re my Xiao Hen’s wife!"
Under the canopy of the carriage, the hollowed-out wind chi gently swayed in the breeze, its sound as lodious as a young girl’s celestial voice.
Yuan Shoufu closed his eyes briefly, his hands tucked inside the wide sleeves of his robe.
It’s over, completely over now.
His newly promoted cabinet pillar has gotten entangled in the matter of marrying a male spouse, with so many officials and citizens having heard it, there’s no washing this away.
Xiao Hen, oh Xiao Hen, you are willing to even forego your reputation just to marry a bride.
Saying, "Stop ssing around, you were originally a girl" is that hard?
Indeed, as the future paternal grandfather-in-law of Gu Jiao’s elder brother, he had already learned the true identity of the young master of the Duke Residence from the old dean.
He thought Xiao Hen would reveal it on the spot to clear his own na, but who would have thought—
"Sigh." Yuan Shoufu couldn’t bear to look anymore.
Whoosh—
The curtain of the carriage was lifted.
A slender figure bent down and stepped out.
She wore a blue belted long dress, her waist so slender it could be held with one hand, her long hair reaching her waist. Her smooth black hair shone like silk, with one strand pinned on top in a simple bun, and a blue hair ribbon fluttered in the wind.
Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely beautiful, with a red birthmark on her left cheek.
Everyone was stunned.
The pupils of Hei Fengqi and the Shadow Division almost popped out.
Could it be?
Were they seeing things?
Why did the young lady in front of them have the exact sa face as their young commander?
This couldn’t be true!
Wei Renchong was the calst, but even he couldn’t hold back now, he flipped off his horse and rushed to the carriage, lifting the curtain!
The inside of the carriage was empty!
There was no second person!
So... she was the young commander!
A girl!
The young commander they fought alongside for so long... was really a girl?
The young commander was so young, and suffered so much hardship with them, it was already surprising and heart-wrenching enough, who would have thought she was a little girl...
"When crossing the icy lake, she was the first to jump into the water, I stepped over on her shoulders..."
"When attacking Pu City, she took a kick for , that kick landed right on her stomach..."
"We... we even ignored her..."
"I... I was an to her... what about you guys?"
Everyone clutched their chests, damn it! So heartbreaking! Their hearts ached!
"I even took her to the woods to pee..." One Hei Fengqi cavalryman said weakly.
His companions all looked at him swiftly.
He shivered: "I didn’t know she was..."
What, what? Beat you up!
Poor little cavalryman got beaten up by the group just like that.
"Sigh, this girl." Liao Chen turned his face away, he couldn’t bear to look either, alright?
Being so indulgent to her fiancé, wasn’t she afraid of losing control once she was married?
Gu Jiao walked up to Xiao Hen, slightly raised her eyes, and looked into his deep brows: "Long ti no see, fiancé."
Xiao Hen tucked her wind-blown hair behind her ear and smiled gently: "Long ti no see, fiancée."
...
The officials from both sides went through a formal round of pleasantries, the old dean stated that His Majesty of Zhan Country had prepared a welcoming banquet at the Imperial Palace, inviting all the emissaries to gather at the palace.
Duke Anguo and the old dean went on ahead.
Gu Jiao and Xiao Hen then took Xuanyuan Qi and Liao Chen to Bishui Alley to see Little Jingkong.
The alley exuded the breath of myriad household lights, Aunt Liu was sitting on the doorstep feeding her little grandson, and when she turned her head and saw Xiao Hen and Gu Jiao, her eyes lit up: "Liulang! Jiaojiao!"
Xiao Hen nodded.
Gu Jiao curved her lips: "Aunt Liu."
"Oh my! Cuicui! Jiaojiao is back!" Aunt Liu hollered into the house, then said to the two of them, "I heard you went to visit relatives, why did it take so long? Liulang and the others are back, but you still weren’t... co in and sit for a while! Eh? Who are they?"
She saw Liao Chen and Xuanyuan Qi, both in armor, under the twilight.
Xuanyuan Qi said politely: "I am Jiaojiao’s maternal great-uncle, and he’s my son, Zhengzheng."
"Ah..." Aunt Liu blinked and stared at them both. They were handso indeed, just one a bit older, and the other a bit younger.
Aunt Liu’s daughter, Cuicui, ca over too and invited them inside, but Gu Jiao politely declined, saying she’d co another day.
Aunt Liu smiled understandingly: "Fair enough, your family is waiting for you, you should hurry ho!"
"Is it Jiaojiao who’s back?"
Grandpa Zhao’s door was pulled open, and Grandma Zhao ca out.
Gu Jiao smiled to greet her and asked about how her salted eggs and pickled vegetables were doing.
Xuanyuan Qi watched Gu Jiao, a hint of surprise passing through his eyes.
She had beco able to interact with people.
Such a down-to-earth appearance... was what older brother had always wanted to see.
Finally, they arrived at their own doorstep.
At this ti of the day, the n in the family should have finished school long ago.
The newly renovated courtyard gate was ajar.
Gu Jiao intentionally kept silent and knocked on the door.
From inside the courtyard ca very tender footsteps, and shortly after, the just-started-to-walk Gu Xiaobao peeked out through the door gap.
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