Dressed As a Consort In Ancient Times

"Understood." Gu Yun's expression was calm, and seeing that Steward Liu had no intention of leaving, he asked, "What else is there?"

"The princess invited the imperial doctor, saying that it was for the son-in-law to see a doctor."

Gu Yun tapped his fingers on the table, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It seems that the seventh princess is really a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, yesterday she aggressively said to leave her alone, but she invited the imperial doctor to see her early this morning.

It's just that with her current status, she doesn't look good as a doctor. Otherwise, if you are diagnosed as a woman, you will really be put in a sky prison.

"Thank you princess for me, but I don't need to see a doctor now."

Steward Liu looked up, and felt that she was full of energy, and she didn't look like a sick person, so he also retreated.

…

Peaceful days always pass quickly. Jiang Libai in the Princess Mansion is leisurely and at ease. When she first lived alone, she was not used to it, but now she is getting used to it more and more.

In the afternoon, the sky was a bit cloudy, with billowing thick clouds, and the gloomy sky looked like it would rain heavily in the next moment.

In the corner of the garden pavilion, Jiang Libai was leaning on the soft couch, eating the washed grapes, watching the koi swimming in the pond, feeling very uncomfortable.

There were footsteps on the path, she raised her eyes and saw that it was the wooden oar guard of the second gate.

The wooden paddle stopped outside the pavilion, lowering his head, "His Royal Highness, Matchmaker Chen has sent a message, saying that Jingzhao Yin's family declined the marriage after much deliberation, and now only the concubine daughter of Yan Youcheng's family and the young master of Dali Temple The concubine of the Qingliu family agreed..."

For these three people, Jiang Libai didn't have much impression. After slightly frowning, he dismissed the wooden paddle, "Go and tell Matchmaker Chen, just say that since Jing Zhaoyin's family disagrees, let it go, and then notify the other two families to arrange their entry into the mansion as soon as possible."

Wooden oars led the way.

Chunxi whispered, "When does the princess plan to let those two girls serve the son-in-law?"

Only then did Jiang Libai remember that she was stunned by Gu Yun's anger before, and she hadn't even asked her if she agreed with those two girls to be her concubines...

The news of her selection of beauties has been spread in Beijing these days. I don't know if Gu Yun has heard of it?

She sat up straight and told Chunxi to go to Jinping Palace to call Gu Yun.

After all, Gu Yun had to personally agree to this matter.

…

When the sky was getting dark, Gu Yun was led to Jiang Libai.

"Your Highness, the son-in-law has arrived." Chunxi whispered to wake up the Seventh Princess who was taking a nap.

She lazily opened her eyes, sat up straight, yawned delicately, and pointed to the seat beside her: "Sit down."

Gu Yun flicked his cloak, sat down and looked at the Seventh Princess indifferently.

Tomorrow is the day to go to the suburbs of Beijing for a banquet, and I don't know why the Seventh Princess summoned her today. At first she thought it was Princess Qi who was unwell again, but when she asked Chunxi on the way, Chunxi only said that it was something urgent.

Jiang Libai raised her hand to take the two rice papers that Chunxi handed her, and placed them in front of Gu Yun.

Gu Yun glanced down, then looked at Princess Seven, "What is this?"

"Open it and have a look." Jiang Libai raised her chin, signaling Gu Yun to open the rolled rice paper by herself.

After opening it bit by bit, I saw that the paintings on the two sheets were all women.

Gu Yun was puzzled: "This is...?"

Jiang Libai just woke up, still a little sleepy, she leaned lazily on the soft pillow, half-closed her eyes and said: "Do you think it's okay to send someone to Jinping Palace to serve you?"

Thinking that the Seventh Princess had already sent people to her house a few days ago, Gu Yun thought that these two women were the same as those people.

Then nodded: "The princess's vision is naturally good."

Seeing that Gu Yun did not refute, Jiang Libai seemed very satisfied with these two people, and he was relieved.

The matter is finally settled.

"Since you think it's good, then pick a good day and send it to Prince Jinping's mansion."

The concubine's room is usually sent into the mansion by a small sedan chair from the corner gate, and there is no need for dowry, which is only involved in marrying a regular wife, so it is not troublesome.

but

Jiang Libai thought that these two people would be the real women around Gu Yun in the future, so she wanted to ask Gu Yun if he could show them some dignity.

"Would you like to greet him personally?"

Gu Yun frowned: "Need me to greet you?" Could it be that these two are the maids of honor that Princess Seven valued? Do you have to take it so seriously?

Jiang Libai looked at Gu Yun with a look of reluctance, for some reason there was a ripple in her heart, she turned her head away uncomfortably: "It's fine if you don't go."

Gu Yun hummed, expressing that he knew.

A long silence followed.

Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Libai stood up, ready to have dinner.

She looked at the indifferent Gu Yun, "I'm fine now, you can go back."

Gu Yun pursed her thin lips, knowing that staying here would only annoy the Seventh Princess, so she got up and said goodbye.

The two walked out of the pavilion one after the other, and the sky began to drizzle.

Feeling the wetness on his face, Jiang Libai hurriedly retreated into the pavilion.

"It's raining." Gu Yun stood beside Jiang Libai, looking up at the rolling dark clouds in the sky.

After a while, the rain became heavier and fell on the flowers in the courtyard with a ticking sound. The gloomy sky was surrounded by rain and became darker and darker.

Chunxi stretched out her hand into the rain, and her palm was wet in a short while. She turned her head and said to Jiang Libai: "Princess, the rain should not stop for a while."

Looking at the little ripples in the pond, Jiang Libai felt a little annoyed, "It's getting late." Although she knew that Housekeeper Zhao would come here to pick her up later, it was raining heavily, and it was hard for Gu Yun to go back.

Looking at the heavy rain that showed no signs of stopping, Gu Yun naturally thought of this.

But both of them stood quietly in the pavilion without speaking.

Chunxi stood up in a timely manner, "Princess, it's raining so heavily and it's getting dark soon. I'm afraid it's not safe to drive in a carriage. I don't know if I want to send my son-in-law back?"

Gu Yun glanced at Jiang Libai lightly, the expression in his eyes seemed to agree with Chunxi's words.

Jiang Libai bit her lip, glared at Gu Yun, and finally compromised: "Since the road is not safe, then stay at the mansion tonight."

She swears that she is not worried about whether something will happen to Gu Yun when she goes back, let alone whether she will be injured.

…

After a while, Housekeeper Zhao, who brought someone to bring an umbrella, stood on the steps of the pavilion.

"Princess forgive me, the old slave is late."

Chunxi took the umbrella he sent, stuffed one in Gu Yun's hand, and opened the umbrella to cover Jiang Libai's head, "Princess, let's go back to the house."

The rain is getting heavier, and the sound of hitting the umbrella surface seems to be isolated from the surroundings, and only the sound of raindrops is left in the sky and the earth.

Gu Yun was holding an umbrella, and the figure of the Seventh Princess was right in front of her. Her skirt was already wet from the splashing rain. Although Chunxi had tried her best to lean the umbrella towards her, her shoulders were still stained. Moisture, half of the long hair was also wet, sticking to her dress.

Walking out of the garden, when she was about to reach the backyard, she didn't know whether the road was too slippery or Jiang Libai didn't stand firm, she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Chun Xi held up her umbrella, and had no time to react.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Jiang Libai covered his stomach with one hand and was about to prop himself up on the ground with the other.

But when her waist tightened, she was supported by someone.

The familiar temperature let her know that it was Gu Yun who hugged her.

She subconsciously wrapped her arms around Gu Yun's neck, stabilizing her figure.

"Are you okay?" Gu Yun held the umbrella firmly with the other hand, covering the Seventh Princess tightly.

People around also gathered around, looking at Jiang Libai nervously, "Princess, how are you?!"

Jiang Libai felt the temperature around her waist and blushed all of a sudden. She pushed Gu Yun away and hid under Chunxi's umbrella, not daring to look at those long and narrow eyes again.

"I'm fine, let's go back to the house first."

…

Finally returning to Linglan Pavilion, Jiang Libai raised her hand to look at her already wet dress, and ordered someone to fetch hot water.

Then she watched and followed

Gu Yun beside her had a headache.

In addition to the guest bedroom and servants' living quarters in the princess' mansion, only her Linglan Pavilion can accommodate people.

Where is Gu Yun arranged?

If the guest bedroom is inappropriate, the servant's residence is even more inappropriate.

Only her Suzuran Pavilion is left.

"Chunxi, clean the wing room and let the son-in-law live there."

Chunxi was instructing the servants to carry hot water into the house, she glanced at the servant with her head bowed down, leaned into Jiang Libai's ear and whispered: "Princess, you have summoned the son-in-law, if you let the son-in-law live in the wing, pass it on." I'm afraid it will be criticized..."

Hearing the whispers of the master and servant, Gu Yun turned around silently, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

In fact, Jiang Libai was not afraid that someone would spread the matter, but he was only worried that it would reach the ears of his mother and concubine.

Jiang Libai's eyes shifted to the tall and straight figure at the door, and she felt as if she had merged with the rain curtain outside, floating like a fairy, elegant and elegant.

"That's all." After all, they slept in the same room in Prince Jinping's Mansion before, so we still follow the rules and let Gu Yun sleep on the floor, anyway, she won't do anything out of the ordinary.

"Gu Yun." She called out.

"Huh?" Gu Yun turned his head in a timely manner, with just the right amount of blankness in his eyes.

For some reason, Jiang Libai always felt numb when she heard her deep voice.

"You stay in the house tonight." Seeing that Gu Yun's face didn't change, she whispered again: "It's the same as before."