Xiao Wei hastily shook his head. They were already home, so who could take it if another fight broke out?
âThen whatâs wrong?â Yu Xiaoxiao asked.
Gu Xingnuo sped up and walked ahead. Xiao Wei told Yu Xiaoxiao in a small voice, âPrincess, Royal Son-in-Law means to say, donât talk about Esteemed Consort Zhao and Junior Master Fenglinâs matters at home.â
Yu Xiaoxiao wouldnât have remembered those two wretches if Xiao Wei hadnât brought them up. She glanced at Gu Xinglang before asking, âWhy not?â
Gu Xinglang coughed dryly before muttering, âPrincess, family scandals shouldnât be aired publicly.â
Humans all had a propensity for gossip, so the two sling chair bearers perked up their ears at Gu Xinglangâs words. What kind of family scandal are we talking about here?
Yu Xiaoxiao only half understood. Consort Zhaoâs not part of my family, so whatâs this about âfamily scandals shouldnât be aired publicly?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Xiao Wei examined the princessâs clearly clueless gaze and drew close to mutter, âPrincess, you have to consider His Sixth Highness, ah. Esteemed Consort Zhao is his biological mother.â
Now Yu Xiaoxiao understood. If Little Sixthâs own mother was known to be a red plum tree jutting out of a courtyard, then it would negatively affect Little Sixth. When she recalled his tiny beansprout frame, Yu Xiaoxiao made a zipping motion across her lips. âUnderstood, I wonât say a thing.â
Now both Gu Xinglang and Xiao Wei felt at ease. They didnât care whether Consort Zhao lived or died, but they felt she was only seeking death by forcing a green hat on her imperial fatherâs head.
The old patriarch was in the study and hadnât stopped smiling from the moment Yu Xiaoxiao walked into the room. Once he had ascertained he could resume his post at Wangxiang Pass, his smile widened to a point that both Gu brothers found it hard to accept. Was this old man smiling like a fool really their grandfather?
Yu Xiaoxiao told him, âGrandpa, I convinced Zhao Beicheng to admit his crimes.â
The old patriarch gave her a thumbs up. âGood! Your Royal Highness has done splendidly. Now this is an imperial princess and our Gu Clanâs daughter-in-law.â
âHaha, isnât that right?â Yu Xiaoxiao was very happy. The expression on her face didnât chance much, but her laughter was clear and bright. âI think Iâm pretty powerful too.â
The old patriarch said, âPrincess can ask me for any reward you like.â
Now Gu Xingnuo knew that things were over. The old patriarchâs treating Her Royal Highness as one of his subordinates now. What could you award a princess of the royal court? Our household is completely penniless right now. We still need to rely on Her Royal Highnessâs dowry to feed ourselves!
Yu Xiaoxiao gave a start. She never expected a reward, but seeing her grandpaâs expectant gaze made her think. After a while, she said, âHow about 100 jin of husked rice?â In the apocalypse, killing 50 zombies earned a single piece of bread. Since she hadnât done much this time in comparison, she was even a little uncertain about her request.
Gu Xingnuo and Gu Xinglang both rested their foreheads in their hands. Theyâd never heard of anyone asking for rice as a reward. This isnât a time of famine.
The old patriarch grew serious. â100 jin of husked rice?â
Yu Xiaoxiao nodded. She almost wanted to tell him that 50 jin was okay too if this was too extravagant.
The old patriarch slapped the table and said, âSure. Grandpa will give you 200 jin of rice!â
Yu Xiaoxiao clapped and almost wanted to scatter flower petals. She knew it, her familyâs grandpa was absolutely adorable! Seeing her so happy made the old patriarch cheerful as well. Chuckling, he said, âAlright now, go to bed. Weâll wait for the imperial decree to arrive tomorrow.â
Yu Xiaoxiao said loudly, âDonât worry grandpa, if the decree doesnât come tomorrow, Iâll go find my father in the palace.â
Gu Xinglang felt a chill down his back at the words, though it was for Xianzongâs sake. Looks like Her Royal Highness isnât planning on letting His Majesty off.
One he and his wife departed, Gu Xingnuo remained sitting in his chair. The old patriarch asked, âYou arenât going back to rest yet?â
Gu Xingnuo said in a small voice, âGrandfather, you wonât even ask how the princess managed such a feat?â In the past, the entire Gu Clan had been sent to the prisons. So many important officials like Ying Nianyun and even the empress herself had tried their best to reverse the verdict in vain, yet it only took Princess Linglong a single meal to turn the tables. Gu Xingnuo refused to believe that his grandfather wasnât curious about it all.
The old patriarchâs smile faded as he resumed his familiar, stern expression. âHis Majesty was brought out of the palace by the princess. Whatever happened at the imperial prisons couldnât be as simple as Zhao Beicheng admitting his guilt.â
âThen why didnât you ask, grandfather?â Gu Xingnuo said.
âMuch of the Zhao Clanâs matters involve the imperial family as well,â the old man replied. âAs subjects, itâs better for us to not know too much.â
âGrandfather?â
The old patriarch waved his hand at Gu Xingnuo. âWe should get to Wangxiang Pass as fast as we can. With military power in our hands, the princess and Xinglangâs days in the capital will be easier.â
Gu Xingnuo fell silent, then said, âGrandfather means to say that Zhao Qiuming and the rest will still try to meddle with our Gu Clan and the princess?â
âThings like power and might involve fighting to oneâs last breath,â the old patriarch sighed. âThe princess has been thinking about Xinglang this entire time. We shouldnât ask her about things she doesnât want to tell.â
Gu Xingnuo finally nodded. âThen what will happen to Zhao Beicheng? Will His Majesty put him to death?â
âI donât know,â the old patriarch replied, âWeâll see. His Majesty will decide Zhao Beichengâs fate within a few days.â
Gu Xingnuo held no hope for that. Xianzong had never done anything decisive in his life!
While the duo were chatting in the study, Yu Xiaoxiao and Gu Xinglang had already reached their quarters. He was helped by the pageboys to bathe while she ran to her darkroom to check on the status of her penicillin cultures. Wang momo followed right behind while asking, âPrincess, whatâs your impression of that Grand Marshal Zuo?â
âLeft-Right?â Yu Xiaoxiao asked. âIsnât he in a love-hate relationship with Little Gu?â
âAh peh!â Wang momo spat. âIâve seen it, that doesnât exist.â
âHm?â Yu Xiaoxiaoâs interest in Grand Marshal Zuo spiked slightly. âThen why does he lurk around Little Gu so much?â
âYou canât tell a thing?â Wang momo asked fretfully.
Yu Xiaoxiao thought back to Zuo Youâs clean-shaved face and didnât find anything particularly outstanding. Shrugging, she began to carefully store away the penicillin cultures and said, âIâm going to try some medicine on Little Gu.â
Seeing the princess vanish in front of her eyes in a burst of wind forced Wang momo to chase after her retreating form. âRoyal Son-in-Law is bathing!â
Gu Xinglang was washing up while sitting on a stool. Because his feet couldnât get wet, two pageboys were wiping him down with wet towels. At this moment, he heard his wifeâs voice from outside the door.
âLittle Gu, Iâm coming inside.â