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"Master, we have arrived."
The voice of Wind Blade echoed through the air.
Sitting in the swaying carriage, Gu Qingning opened her eyes as the vehicle came to a slow stop, gazing at Pei Zhijing across from her.
Pei Zhijing, the lofty Ninth Prince, slowly lifted his eyelids. His eyes sparkled like brilliant stars—deep and bright, as if they could see into one's soul. Though tinged with a hint of fatigue and pallor, it could not conceal the noble elegance that flowed within him.
He remained silent for a moment, his gaze profound as if weighing something in his mind.
His thin lips parted, and his tone carried an undeniable authority: "Gu Qingning, a drop of water given in gratitude should be repaid with a fountain. I saved you this time; have you thought about how to repay this prince?"
Just moments ago, he had addressed her as Miss Gu, yet now he called her by her given name. This sudden shift startled Gu Qingning; instead of feeling fear, she experienced an inexplicable sense of oddity.
Taking a deep breath, she studied the strikingly handsome and exceptionally poised man before her for quite some time before finally managing to utter, "Thank you, Ninth Prince."
Upon hearing this, Pei Zhijing's lips curled into a playful smile. His soft and deep voice resonated once more like a spring breeze caressing the surface of a lake, creating ripples upon ripples.
"Perhaps you could offer yourself in return?"
Gu Qingning felt her cheeks flush with heat as countless thoughts raced through her mind. She had never realized how enchanting Pei Zhijing was; his fingers were pale and slender, and even his voice was melodious!
Compared to Pei Zhijing, Pei Zhirui's looks seemed ordinary; his posture lacked dignity, his nose was not particularly prominent, and even his fingers could not compare. What had drawn her to Pei Zhirui in the first place?
Had she truly fallen for him merely because of a royal decree that mandated she marry him?
Gu Qingning couldn't help but question whether something was wrong with her past self; she seriously doubted her own judgment for ever believing Pei Zhirui was the best man in the world.
The carriage fell into silence for a moment.
Once this prince returns, he will have Father issue a decree for our marriage.
After a prolonged silence without hearing Gu Qingning's response, Pei Zhijing removed his cloak and gently draped it over her shoulders with tender care. His pale yet handsome lips brushed against Gu Qingning's gaze, and an almost imperceptible smile appeared on his exquisite face.
Before Gu Qingning could react, Pei Zhijing settled back into the corner of the carriage.
"Gu Qingning, wait patiently. This prince will personally request Father for a decree to grant us a beautiful union."
Pei Zhijing chuckled softly, his tone serious and unyielding. With that said, he closed his eyes once more.
Gu Qingning stared blankly at him for a moment before turning to get out of the carriage, walking side by side with her sister Gu Wanning as they entered the estate. At that instant, Pei Zhiqing lifted his eyelids once more, watching the woman slowly descend from the carriage, his gaze deep and contemplative.
The streets, glistening from the rain, came alive with the sound of hooves, yet a ripple stirred within Pei Zhiqing's heart, as if the weight of his usual cough had lessened.
After carefully seeing Gu Wanning back to her courtyard, Gu Qingning instructed the servants to prepare bathwater and ginger soup for her sister before rising to return to her own quarters. How could it be that she had gone to the Foguang Temple to pay respects to her ancestors and returned wearing a man's clothing? What on earth was going on?
At that moment, Li Ruofeng stood by the corridor, blocking Gu Qingning's path with an angry expression. His brows were tightly knitted, eyes wide with fury, and his voice sharp enough to pierce through the air.
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