GTB Chapter 148

Chapter 150: Brother Fu… I’m Sorry

Chapter 150 Brother Fu… I’m Sorry

What Green Willow didn’t know was that her address of “Princess Consort” did awaken some of Jiang Jiuchu’s emotions, but it didn’t make her feel the presence of Shí Yan.

Jiang Jiuchu closed her eyes and murmured, “Brother Fu… I’m sorry, I’m sorr— hic.”

She hiccuped and continued, “I’m sorry, I seem to…”

Jiang Jiuchu seemed to lack the courage to say the rest of her words, so she began to repeat, “I’m sorry…” Her voice even carried a slight sob due to guilt.

Hearing the repeated apologies, Green Willow on the side looked anxiously, almost unable to hold back her tears.

Green Willow tightly pursed her lips, feeling that her young lady was done for, the kind of done for that couldn’t be salvaged.

After today, she feared that the young lady would have a rift with His Highness.

Meanwhile, Mu Qing, listening to Jiang Jiuchu’s words, watching Green Willow’s tearful expression, and sensing her own master’s extremely cold aura, guessed seven or eight out of ten even with her usual dullness.

She quietly reached out and tugged on Green Willow’s sleeve, shaking her head slightly to signal her not to get too close.

She had seen her master angry before and knew that when he was in a bad mood, he didn’t like having anyone around.

The fact that their master hadn’t told them to leave probably meant he was too angry to even bother telling them to leave.

Jiang Jiuchu, lying on Shí Yan’s back, eventually fell silent as she kept calling out, finally falling into a deep sleep.

But those words of apology, filled with sobs, seemed to linger, echoing in Shí Yan’s ears.

Like sharp arrows, they pierced his heart one after another, causing his chest to ache.

On his cold and handsome face, his tightly pursed lips formed a subtle arc, like a mocking, angry, or subconscious movement after extreme pain.

He now realized that she and he hadn’t just known each other for two months, but had been acquainted since childhood? He had saved her?

And what did she mean by saying “saving her again”? Saving her from what? Was it because they were going to consummate their marriage tonight? Saving her from his fiery hell?

So, her feelings for that person were hidden so deeply, and equally, her disgust for him was also hidden deeply.

He was so confident, thinking he had gained her approval and affection, but it turned out to be just her forced, pragmatic behavior, just like when she resigned herself to marrying him.

No, he had forgotten that she hadn’t resigned herself to it at all. When they met on the Magpie Bridge, she was clearly planning to elope.

That night, it seemed to be past midnight! It was so late, but she didn’t seem to have waited for him and returned to the Jiang residence alone.

The moon slowly climbed up the branches, casting a faint glow from above.

Shí Yan, dressed in red, carried Jiang Jiuchu, dressed in blue, on his back as he walked down the street. His handsome face was like ice, his steps leaving frost, looking like a cold spring extinguishing a flame, covering hot blood with ice.

It was almost an hour before Shí Yan carried Jiang Jiuchu back to the Seventh Prince’s mansion.

Green Willow, who had followed behind, was already panting heavily, but she dared not sit in the sedan chair following them, after all, her master hadn’t sat, let alone in this situation.

If it hadn’t been for Mu Qing’s support along the way, she wouldn’t have made it.

Exhausted, she leaned against the doorframe outside the main house, waiting. Her young lady was drunk, so she had to wait, perhaps the Prince would call her in to serve.

Green Willow, who hadn’t rested, quickly walked over, and seeing the exhausted Green Willow, she was about to ask when Shí Yan walked out of the house and ordered them:

“Go in and help your young lady wash up.”

Green Willow, looking at Shí Yan walking towards the study, was shocked and anxious, thinking, “It’s over, the Prince seems to be really angry, is he going to sleep in the study?”

She quickly turned around and entered the house, looking at her young lady, unconscious on the bed, with a face full of remorse and anxiety. She should have stopped her young lady, it was all her fault.

Now, what would happen if the young lady was disliked by the Prince?

“What happened?” Green Willow smelled the strong scent of alcohol on Jiang Jiuchu and knew she was drunk, but she didn’t understand why everyone looked so wrong.

However, after hearing Green Willow’s words, her expression also changed drastically.

In the study, Shí Yan said coldly to Mu Feng, “Arrange for us to leave for Dan City tomorrow.”

Mu Feng looked surprised, and looking at his master who was exuding a chilling aura, he hesitated and asked, “Your Highness, weren’t we supposed to leave in three days? It’s urgent tonight, and it might be too late to arrange.”

“There will definitely be assassinations on this trip, why follow a fixed schedule? Arrange it quickly.”

“Yes.” Mu Feng didn’t dare to say anything else and was about to turn around and leave when Shí Yan suddenly called out to him.

“Wait.” Shí Yan turned to Mu Feng and said, “Have someone investigate everything about the Shadow Gate leader from mid-March to mid-April, no matter how small.”

“Yes.” Mu Feng responded and retreated, feeling very puzzled, wondering if the Shadow Gate had offended his master.

Shí Yan lowered his gaze to the desk, wondering why Song Fuge hadn’t shown up for the appointment.

Was there another reason, or had he changed his mind?

Although the night was quiet, it was eventually broken by the morning sun.

Jiang Jiuchu slept until late in the morning, and when she woke up, she saw Green Willow and Green Willow sitting in the room.

Before she could take a closer look at the sad expressions on their faces, her eyes were drawn to the flowers and red silk all over the room.

She sat up and looked at the red curtains and bedding in front of her. Before she could think, she saw Green Willow and Green Willow rushing to the bed.

“Miss, you’re finally awake.”

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Jiuchu looked at their anxious expressions, feeling confused.

She raised her hand and rubbed her still dizzy temples, lifted the quilt, and prepared to get off the bed.

Green Willow couldn’t help but sigh and asked Jiang Jiuchu, who was slowly getting off the bed, “Does Miss remember what happened last night when you were drunk?”

Jiang Jiuchu put on her shoes, paused, she remembered! She had dinner at Ji’s mansion yesterday and had a good time with Shu Ting.

She nodded, “I remember, I drank with Shu Ting.”

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something, quickly turned around, lifted the bedding, and looked at the sheets. Seeing that there was no blood, it seemed that Shí Yan hadn’t touched her when he saw she was drunk.

Green Willow and Green Willow didn’t understand Jiang Jiuchu’s actions. After all, how could they not think that their young lady had already consummated the marriage?

“Does Miss remember anything else? Like how you got back to the mansion?” Green Willow didn’t know where to start, so she continued to ask.

Jiang Jiuchu shook her head, not remembering, “Didn’t Mu Qing bring me back? You definitely don’t have the strength.”

“Was His Highness angry because he saw I was drunk?” She said, reaching out and picking up a bunch of chrysanthemum from the bedside table, tied with a beautiful red ribbon.

Green Willow nodded, “He was angry, but…”