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Gu Qingning and Feng Ren walked for about a quarter of an hour before arriving at the Qingfeng Courtyard.
As they stepped through the threshold, their eyes fell upon a man dressed in deep ink-colored robes, seated in a wheelchair. His appearance was noble and elegant, and even his sickly pallor could not conceal the aura of dignity that surrounded him.
Gu Qingning paused, looking at the man with a gentle smile. "Are you worried about me, Your Highness, waiting here?"
Pei Zhijing pressed his lips together slightly, a flicker of anxiety crossing his gaze as he admitted, "Yes, and no."
"Oh? Then what are you waiting for, Your Highness?" Gu Qingning took a step forward, standing before Pei Zhijing with a playful smile.
"I'm concerned," Pei Zhijing raised his eyes to meet the delicate gaze of the young woman before him, his voice low and serious.
"Concerned about what?"
Pei Zhijing's deep-set eyes locked onto Gu Qingning's, revealing a tumult of emotions swirling within them. What was he worried about? He didn't quite know; he only felt a chaotic turmoil in his heart today that he couldn't express.
When Feng Ren informed him that Pei Zhirui was plotting to ruin her reputation, his heart burned like fire, prompting him to immediately send someone to find Gu Qingning.
"Are you afraid I might fall into someone else's trap?" Gu Qingning replied calmly with a smile, her eyes sparkling with light. "Have you forgotten that I have some knowledge of medicine? A little bit of sleeping powder won't be enough to incapacitate me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Zhijing's anxious expression reminded him that Gu Qingning had hidden medical skills that no one knew about; such trivial tricks would not fool her.
"I'm afraid you're foolish."
After a moment of silence, Pei Zhijing pretended to cough.
Seeing him cough again made Gu Qingning hold back her irritation; she felt an overwhelming urge to pounce on him and bite him. However, she quickly restrained herself.
Gu Qingning took Pei Zhijing's hand, relieved when she confirmed that he was not seriously injured. The moment she withdrew her hand, it was caught in his larger grasp. A slight chill coursed through her palm, sending a tingling sensation up her arm and causing her ears to flush red.
With her head lowered, watching their intertwined hands, Gu Qingning's voice turned hoarse as she finally said after a long pause, "I’m fine."
"Mm." Pei Zhijing's voice was low and pleasant as it brushed past her ear. "I know."
Gu Qingning suddenly felt that Pei Zhijing’s deep and melodious voice possessed an innate charm that always quickened her heartbeat. She found it puzzling; despite having lived two lives, she was still captivated by this frail man in front of her—how embarrassing!
Seated in the wheelchair, Pei Zhijing fixed his gaze on the serene and composed woman before him. She was destined to be his future wife—the match arranged by his mother—and a gift from heaven placed by his side.
In this lifetime, he would be bound to her; no one could tear them apart. She would only ever be his wife—Pei Zhijing’s wife—with no other options available to her.
"Jing'er."
The sudden voice broke the silence between the two. Gu Qingning, flustered, struggled to free herself from Pei Zhiqing's grasp and stood up. After squatting for so long, she stumbled and was about to fall when a hand reached out to pull her back, causing her to tumble into Pei Zhiqing's embrace.
In an instant, Gu Qingning's face flushed crimson, and she found herself lost in the depths of Pei Zhiqing's dark eyes, unaware of her own panic.
At that moment, Princess Pingning entered, lifting her dress slightly as she prepared to step back out.
"Miaomiao!" Pei Zhiqing once again shattered the silence, calling out to the princess who was about to leave.
Lin Miaomiao was the name of Princess Pingning, and Pei Zhiqing usually referred to her as Miaomiao.
Reluctantly, Princess Pingning lowered her foot back down and covered her eyes, exclaiming, "I didn't see anything!"
Gu Qingning, standing up from Pei Zhiqing's arms, felt her face heat up again upon hearing this.
"Let's go meet Auntie together," Pei Zhiqing coughed lightly to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"Alright."
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