GTB Chapter 173

“What are you doing?” Jiang Jiuchu was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull down her face covering.

Seeing this, Shí Yan directly pressed her lip lightly through the silk scarf with his thumb, caressing it while smiling, “Naturally, I’m helping you cover it up.”

After a moment of reaction, Jiang Jiuchu’s exposed eyes widened instantly, her gaze falling on Shí Yan’s slightly raised thin lips, which seemed to be much brighter red than before, looking extremely enchanting.

Her face flushed instantly. Without even thinking, her lips must be even more so.

“You go back to the residence first. I have some things to take care of. I’ll be back before dinner.”

Shí Yan’s low, soft, and husky voice sounded in Jiang Jiuchu’s ear, and she immediately regained her senses and nodded, “Okay.”

Then, she lifted the carriage curtain and jumped out of the carriage as if fleeing.

Shí Yan looked at the swaying curtain, took a deep breath, quickly pushed open the carriage window, and then picked up the folding fan on the tea table, leaning against the carriage wall and fanning it, trying to extinguish the desire in his heart.

After Jiang Jiuchu got out of the carriage, she hurried into the residence gate.

As soon as she stepped into the gate, she heard Lǜluó’s shout from behind, “Princess…”

Jiang Jiuchu looked at Lǜluó, who was running over quickly, and remembered that she hadn’t seen Lǜluó following when she and Shí Yan left the banquet.

She coughed lightly, “Why didn’t you follow me? Did you come back on Mùqīng’s horse?”

Lǜluó nodded and shook her head, “I did come back on Mùqīng’s horse. It’s not that I didn’t want to follow you, Miss, it’s just that Mùqīng insisted on not letting me follow, saying that with His Highness here, you don’t need me.”

As she spoke, she curiously asked Jiang Jiuchu, “Miss, why are you still wearing a face covering? Is His Highness… not returning to the residence?”

“His Highness has something to do and will return later.” Jiang Jiuchu only replied with this sentence and didn’t say anything else. After all, she couldn’t think of a reason to wear a face covering.

“Oh.” Lǜluó was a little confused. It was clear that the two of them returned to the residence together, so why did His Highness suddenly have something to do?

Thinking this, she carefully tilted her head to look at her Miss’s eyes, thinking that she might have worn a silk scarf back to the residence because His Highness was jealous and angry that her Miss attracted the attention of all the young masters, and scolded her Miss until she cried!

“Lǜluó, do you still remember the arrangement in His Highness’s room when he left the capital?”

“I remember.” Lǜluó thought to herself, they really did quarrel. Not only did they quarrel, but His Highness seemed to be bringing up old grudges as well.

“Go back to the courtyard and find Lǜyì. You two take people and arrange it exactly the same.”

The corners of Jiang Jiuchu’s lips rose almost imperceptibly. Since she had failed his kindness, she would make it up to him in exactly the same way.

Besides, that kind of room was really beautiful and very suitable for… consummating their marriage.

“Does Miss want to please His Highness in this way?”

Jiang Jiuchu proudly raised one finger and shook it, “No, no, no, your Miss has already captured His Highness with a dance, so there’s no need to coax him anymore. His Highness has already forgiven me.”

Hearing this, Lǜluó’s face lit up instantly, “Really? That’s great. If I had known earlier, Miss should have danced for His Highness sooner.”

“So Miss is arranging the room to celebrate making up?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Jiuchu nodded and stepped into the courtyard, walking straight towards the main house.

Lǜluó went to find Lǜyì. The two of them divided the work. One took a few maids to pick flowers in the garden, and the other prepared to hang red silk and change the bedding.

In the room, Jiang Jiuchu sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at her slightly swollen and red lips, and muttered with a blushing face, “Is he a dog?”

After muttering, the corners of Jiang Jiuchu’s mouth involuntarily turned up, recalling the scene in the carriage, and a trace of love that she hadn’t even noticed overflowed from her slightly curved eyes.

Half an incense stick later, Jiang Jiuchu saw Lǜluó holding the red silk that had been taken down last time, leading two maids carrying ladders into the room.

She got up and lay down on the beauty couch, looking at the busy maids, and a sense of nervousness inexplicably began to grow in her heart.

Before long, Lǜyì also came in with maids carrying flower baskets.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiuchu quickly got up and tied flowers with the maids.

An hour later, Jiang Jiuchu looked around the room. Just like before, the room was full of flowers, and red silk fluttered.

This should be a surprise, right? It should be able to perfectly heal Shí Yan’s heartache, right?

……

Lǎnyuè Pavilion is actually a place to collect secrets, and ostensibly it is the famous Xiānpǐn Restaurant in Kyoto.

Each of the second-floor private rooms has tiny holes in the ceiling connected to listening tubes on the third floor.

In the innermost room on the third floor, after Shí Yan finished arranging the matters for the people below one by one, he waved his hand, “Go and arrange it immediately. There must be no mistakes in this matter. It must be made to look like it happened naturally.”

“Yes.” The people below responded quickly and retreated.

After the few people left, Shí Yan pushed open the pavilion window, glanced at the sky outside, and then left the private room.

In the Seventh Prince’s residence, Jiang Jiuchu was sitting on the swing in the courtyard. Raising her eyes, she saw Shí Yan stepping into the courtyard gate.

She was surprised in her heart. Didn’t this person say that he would only be back before dinner? Why did he come back so early?

No, she couldn’t let him discover the room she had restored for him so early.

Otherwise, wouldn’t this hour before dark be very awkward?

She quickly got up to greet him.

Shí Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu who was coming towards him, the orange figure reflected in his eyes seemed to be wrapped in a layer of warm light, filling his heart with warmth instantly.

So, this is what her love is like, is it love? She is greeting him so proactively, she should love him.

Jiang Jiuchu ran to Shí Yan, suppressed the shyness that had arisen in her heart because of the previous intimacy, and asked, “Is Your Highness finished with his business?”

“Yes.” Shí Yan stopped and looked down at Jiang Jiuchu, smiling as he asked, “Do you miss me? Or… do you DislikeI came back too quickly?”

Hearing this, Jiang Jiuchu’s lightly smiling lips suddenly froze. How should she answer this question? Of course, she didn’t Dislike him, but they had only been separated for a few hours, so she already missed him?

“I just didn’t expect you to come back so early! Is Your Highness going back to the study to work now?”

“What if I’m busy? What if I’m not busy? Or are you asking if you want me to be busy?”

Jiang Jiuchu secretly suppressed a breath in her heart. Why was it always so difficult for her to talk to Shí Yan?

Every time she asked a very ordinary question, he just refused to answer and had to ask it back.

“Well… if you’re busy, you can go back to the study to work first. If you’re not busy, I’ll play chess with you, or if you want to see another dance, I’ll dance for you.”

Shí Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu searchingly, feeling that she was a little too enthusiastic.

“Then… you accompany me to play chess!”

He should take a break before watching the dance. The desire that she had stirred up in him today was still faintly lingering in his heart, and he couldn’t bear even a slight breeze from her.

Seeing him respond, Jiang Jiuchu quickly pulled him towards the study.

Inside the study, Jiang Jiuchu took the initiative to take out the chessboard from the display shelf. Just as she finished setting it up and placed a piece, she heard Shí Yan ask, “Does the Princess not want to gamble on something this time?”

Hearing this, Jiang Jiuchu was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly smiled embarrassedly:

“I’m not gambling anymore! I’ve already made all my requests, so there’s no need to gamble on anything in the future.”

Hearing this, Shí Yan still didn’t rush to make a move, “But this Prince wants to gamble.”

“Ah! What do you want to bet on?” Jiang Jiuchu thought to herself, if she could do it, she could directly agree to him without him winning.

“Bet…” Shí Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu, his eyes filled with an unfathomable depth, “Bet that you can’t say a single ‘no’ to this Prince within three days.”