Yang Ruxin directly buried her head in Gu Qinghengâs arms, not bothering about Jiang Baiyeâs disgrace; although he was a titled noble, his current state was truly unsightly, especially with so many members of the Imperial Family and officials present.
The Crown Prince and the others all awkwardly coughed and lowered their heads; what about the Imperial dignity?
Jiang Baiye, however, couldnât care about that now. The Emperor gave him three days to solve the case, and at this rate, thirty days would be a struggle. As long as he could solve the case, what did dignity matter? What did face mean?
"Why?" Nian Qianqian merely glanced at him lightly, and then in a flash of white light, she was already several yards away. In the next blink, she was nowhere to be seen.
"Master..." Jiang Baiye lifted his leg to give chase.
"Master," Congxin urgently grabbed his superior, "that personâs martial arts are formidable; even on horseback, you canât catch up."
Jiang Baiye sighed.
Yang Ruxin also slightly tugged the corner of her mouth but had already closed her eyes.
"Madam?" Jiang Baiye pushed Congxin aside and came to find Yang Ruxin again.
But Gu Qingheng instantly used Qinggong and disappeared without a trace.
"You all..." Jiang Baiye couldnât help but stomp his foot.
"Master," Congxin hurriedly grabbed the on-the-verge-of-losing-it Jiang Guanyu from behind again, "didnât you see that Madam Ruyi was so tired she fell asleep just like that? Even if youâre anxious to death now, itâs no use. Itâs better to wait for Madam to rest well and come back tomorrow to ask her for help again." Wasnât this subordinate toiling hard enough? Not only must he work, but also has to comfort his superiorâs emotions.
"Master, haste makes waste." Finally, Guo Hong also came forward to advise, "Even if you follow them now, you might only make them more annoyed."
Jiang Baiye scratched his head, having no choice but to give up.
Gu Qingheng carried Yang Ruxin all the way back to Hengxin Pavilion. Although she slept soundly, he knew his wife loved cleanliness. Having been in the cell for a whole day and night, she must have had enough of it. So he personally bathed her, changed her clothes, then placed her on the bed, personally took a cloth towel, and alternated drying her long hair... After doing everything, he kissed the sleeping beautyâs forehead, then glanced at Xiaolun and Xiaobai perched on the beam, signaling them to guard Xinxin well.
Xiaolun and Xiaoyin spat out their tongues, urging him to leave since heâd been being lovey-dovey for ages.
Gu Qingheng didnât understand the twoâs meaning and turned to leave with peace of mind.
Downstairs, Hong Yi saw Gu Qingheng coming down and quickly greeted him, "General."
Gu Qingheng nodded, "Keep an ear out for Madam."
"The General can rest assured, this maid will," Hong Yi charmingly nodded.
"General." At this time, Lun Yi came in with a tray, and upon seeing Gu Qingheng, she immediately bowed.
Gu Qingheng nodded and was about to step out.
"General, this is a pastry made in the kitchen according to Madamâs method, called Tiramisu or something. Would you like to try it?" Lun Yi hurriedly spoke up.
"Later," Gu Qingheng glanced at the few small cakes on the tray, then opened the door.
Lun Yi looked at Hong Yi, her eyes full of confusion.
"Rest assured, the General wonât need to attend court for the next few days," Hong Yi curled her lips, "and besides, Madam is asleep, the General wonât go far away."
Lun Yi nodded but was still a bit anxious, "Will it really work? Donât forget, Madam is a Divine Doctor."
"But the General isnât," Hong Yi slighted raised an eyebrow, "this drug is colorless and tasteless, and even after ingestion, it wonât act immediately; it requires a catalyst to trigger it. When the time comes..."