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"Miss, the master has arrived!" Ming Shu entered to report, breaking the silence among them.
A lively figure strode into the hall, and Gu Qingning quickly stood up to greet Gu Changqing.
"Father, you’re here!" Gu Qingning stepped forward, her voice tinged with a hint of joy.
"Your Highness, since you have come personally, let us speak openly today." Gu Changqing casually took a seat in the main position and spoke in a clear voice.
Pei Zhijing remained silent.
"Ning'er’s mother passed away early, and I have been away from the capital for many years, but those two sisters are still dear to my heart. As a father, all I wish is for her to find a man who loves, respects, and protects her for a lifetime. If she is willing to marry you, I will not stand in her way. I hope that after marrying you, she can live without worries for the rest of her life. If you cannot do this, I can go to the palace right now and ask His Majesty for an annulment." Gu Changqing spoke with a tone that carried an unmistakable threat.
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qingning, sitting on the zitan wood chair, felt her palms slightly sweat and didn’t know where to place them. At that moment, her face flushed red, her heart racing like a startled deer, filled with an unspoken anticipation.
She hoped to hear Pei Zhijing's honest answer while also yearning for something different from him.
Pei Zhijing glanced at Gu Qingning across from him, a slight smile curling at the corners of his mouth. He turned to look directly at Gu Changqing and said, "Lord Marquis, rest assured. Since I have chosen Miss Gu and she is willing to marry me, I will certainly not let her suffer for a lifetime."
Pei Zhijing's promise made Gu Qingning's face turn an even deeper shade of red, spreading to her ears. She was so embarrassed that she almost wished to sink into the ground.
"Naturally." Gu Changqing shot Pei Zhijing a sharp glance and continued, "If you dare let her suffer for a lifetime, even my gun won't spare you."
He had raised his daughter for over ten years and would not allow anyone to bully her.
"Your health..." After a moment of silence, Gu Changqing said with concern.
He liked obedient children but that did not mean he was oblivious. All the doctors had declared that with Pei Zhijing's current health condition, he might not live long. This was not what worried Gu Changqing the most.
Rumors in the capital suggested that Pei Zhijing’s health was failing severely when it came to having children. If his daughter married him and ended up as a widow, it wouldn’t matter much; what mattered was whether they could have one or two children so that his daughter would have someone by her side as she aged alone.
As a father who didn’t often discuss such matters with his daughter, he had tried subtly hinting at it during their conversations that night but ultimately gave up when he saw Gu Qingning's determination to marry Pei Zhijing.
Cough cough cough!
A series of coughs interrupted Gu Changqing's thoughts. He looked up to see Pei Zhijing struggling to catch his breath from coughing, his lips twitching slightly.
Gu Qingning sighed as she glanced at Gu Changqing and playfully scolded him with "Father," before instructing Bai Zhi to prepare a cup of tangerine tea for him.
The rich and slightly bitter tangerine tea slid down Pei Zhijing's throat, bringing him immediate relief and making it easier for him to breathe. Unable to resist, he took several more sips.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere lingering in the air, Gu Changqing decided not to prolong the conversation any further. Citing numerous affairs in the military camp as an excuse, he hurriedly left after asking Gu Qingning to take care of Pei Zhijing.
Once again, only Pei Zhijing and Gu Qingning remained in the hall.
Gu Qingning gazed distantly at the green smoke rising as she methodically directed the servants moving boxes around the courtyard, lost in thought about something.
"What kind of tea is this?" Pei Zhiqing broke the silence, curiously looking at a tea leaf floating in his cup.
He had never tasted such tea before. The leaves were unlike ordinary roasted tea; just a single leaf could brew a golden-hued infusion that was slightly bitter yet astringent, leaving a lingering fragrance on the palate, which piqued his curiosity and lifted his spirits.
"This is Huaju Hong tea, a gift from a friend in Lingnan to my mother. I’ve heard that this tea can only be grown in the Lingnan region, and the locals refer to it as Southern Ginseng," Gu Qingning explained softly as she turned to look at Pei Zhiqing.
After hearing the story behind the orange-red tea, Pei Zhiqing accompanied Gu Qingning as they set out for the Duke of Qi's residence.
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