C9 (1/2)

Chapter 9 - House of the Marquis of An

The horse carriage traveled through almost half of the capital, and only after two hours did it come to a stop.

Gu Yicheng got out of the carriage first, and intentionally waited by the bench with good intentions. When Yun Qianliang was about to get down, she extended her hand out with good intentions.

Yun Qianliang's movement paused, she looked at his hands, then looked at the place where the carriage had stopped.

”You have to prepare your own gifts. A thousand taels is the acting fee, there's no need for gifts.” Yun Qianliang answered seriously, and did not plan to get off the carriage even before Gu Yicheng retracted his hand.

Gu Yicheng slightly raised his head, he looked at the lady who was standing on the carriage with her back facing the sunlight, speaking to him with a lowered gaze, a complex feeling flashed past her eyes. He then retracted his hand and walked towards the manor on the left with his back towards it.

Yun Qianliang quickly jumped off the horse carriage and followed suit.

House of the Marquis of An?

Yun Qianliang's eyes quickly swept across the door's signboard, and the four words on it caused her heart to thump loudly.

Marquis of Anguo was the only Marquis today. When he was young, he fought on the battlefield with the ancestors of the Song Family. Even though he had retired from the imperial court and had nothing to do, he still maintained his prestige. Even the Emperor would have to give him face if he were to say anything.

When the guards of the House of the Marquis of An saw Gu Yicheng's respectful and humble attitude, they did not feel unfamiliar with him, as if he was their master.

”Greetings to the prime minister and madam.”

Upon entering the House of the Marquis of An, there was a servant in Zhang Luo's residence who greeted the two respectfully and even Yun Qianliang, who was meeting them for the first time, knew them.

”Brat, you actually know how to come?” There was an old man sitting in a wheelchair being pushed over. Although he was complaining, he was deliberately suppressing the curve of his lips. The joy in his eyes betrayed his thoughts.

”Grandfather.” Gu Yicheng's attitude was still the same as before, neither too cold nor too hot. He called out indifferently, and not even a shred of closeness could be heard from his voice.

The smile on Yun Qianliang's lips stiffened, she suddenly turned to look at Gu Yicheng who was by her side leisurely, in between her brows, there was not only shock, but also suspicion and worry.

Before she came here, she had thought to not delve too deeply into Gu Xiangfu and Gu Yicheng, but when she discovered that the situation was not under her control, she became confused and seemed to know something that she shouldn't have known.

”This must be the Little Yun girl.” Marquis of Anguo had already been pushed close to the guard, and her attitude of talking to Yun Qianliang was completely different from her previous boredom, on the contrary, she was a little happy.

Yun Qianliang stabilized her mind, she kept her thoughts in place, and her expression softened, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she bowed to the 60 year old elder.

”Greetings to grandfather from my grandson, the Yun family.” Yun Qianliang was well-mannered, and acted according to Gu Yicheng's instructions on the carriage, maintaining a consistent pace.

Marquis of Anguo's eyes sized up the lady in front of him. Her beauty was astonishing, her eyes were upright, and did not resemble the rumours.

Previously, when he found out that the Emperor had bestowed him a marriage and forced his grandson to marry Yun Xiang Mansion, whose reputation was spread far and wide, he became enraged and wanted to go to the palace to find the Emperor for a reason.

Fortunately, his grandson had sent someone to stop him in time. Otherwise, everyone would know of his relationship with Gu Yicheng.

After the marriage, he had always wanted to meet the rumored granddaughter's wife, but that stinking brat had repeatedly refused. Thus, he could only use the hunger strike to force her to come, and only then could he meet her today.

Today, seeing that Yun Qianliang was not as willful and despotic as the rumors, but was instead a woman with a delicate heart, he felt a little more at ease.

”You only know how to stand there foolishly. Don't you know how to help your wife up?” Marquis of Anguo roared at the man standing upright.

Gu Yicheng let out an impatient sigh, extended his hand to help Yun Qianliang up, and said: ”There are no etiquette in House of the Marquis of An, there is no need to bow.”

”That's not so good, is it?” Yun Qianliang whispered.