Chapter 218: Whatever She Likes (1)
Saying so, without caring how surprised the old madam was, he reached out his hand and a concealed guard walked forward, kneeling in front of him.
“The night is late. Send Grandmother back to her room to rest for me…”
“Yes!”
“But…” The old madam returned to her senses, and her eyes widened! Her expression was one that refuted him! She opened her mouth but no words came out. As the old madam stared at the cold yet excellent grandson in front of her, she suddenly couldn’t find the words to speak.
“Old madam, please–”
The black clad man meticulously carried out Gong Jue’s order.
Gong Jue also looked at her with a smile, except that smile did not reach his eyes, and was slightly chilling. He bowed in salutations.
“The time is not early, this grandson will also bade farewell to allow Grandmother a good rest.”
Finishing, he turned and left. He had a firm and stubborn look mixed together with the darkness, as if they couldn’t be taken apart.
“But she– but she… is your imperial sister!”
The old madam finally laboriously spoke out this line! After saying, her face turned pale as if she couldn’t believe it herself!
She was born into a noble family and read books since childhood. Her daughter was also knowledgeable, obedient and polite… She also thought that with so many years, she had seen and experienced quite a few rain and storms, but it was still hard for her to not be shocked!
The youth’s departing figure lurched for a moment. He tilted his head but refused to turn around. From far away, it seemed like he was laughing, and rather pleasantly too.
“Naturally, I know that she is my imperial sister.”
He turned his head back and continued walking away. His eyes were as terrifying as those of a demon, his smile even more so.
“However, so what if she’s my imperial sister?”
The old madam’s feet turned soft and she almost fainted.
The next day, Gong Jue bade farewell to Zhen Xi Wang.
After listening to his wife, Zhen Xi Wang had many things he wanted to say to Gong Jue, but Gong Jue was right. He must quickly return to the capital to accept his rewards. He can’t delay any longer. Seeing the little princess sitting on the side without knowing anything, he couldn’t say it out loud.
They were the pride and glory of His Highness Jiu, and even if they knew something, they didn’t dare to say.
Therefore, Zhen Xi Wang forced out a smile, “Then, I will order my people to quickly prepare to leave in the afternoon.”
Gong Jue bowed, “Many thanks, Grandfather.”
When the other people were gone, Gong Yi Mo asked with a mouth full of pastries, “I think the king is right: I, this ‘dead’ person should remain here. Didn’t you also say it before? That you wanted to stay here with me? Then you should find some excuse to return here after going to the capital…”
“I originally thought that…” Gong Jue sat beside her and looked at her with a small smile. His face was clear and pure, as beautiful as snowflakes fluttering down.
“But I changed my mind… Rather than lying low here, why not profit from another’s misfortune while the capital is in a mess? Didn’t Sister Gong say it before? Risks and opportunities are two sides of the same coin.
“The saying is indeed as such…” Gong Yi Mo scrunched up her little face, “But many people know me in the capital. It’s not good for me to return.”
Gong Jue smiled as he held her hand, “It’ll be find if Sister Gong stays by my side. If you want to go outside, you can also change your appearance.”
Gong Yi Mo nodded at this point reluctantly.
Seeing Gong Yi Mo’s unwilling look, Gong Jue felt a pain in his heart. He thought it would be fine to stay in Xi Zhou like this for a few years then go back.
No, as long as Gong Yi Mo was there, he didn’t have to go back. However, the incident last time when Gong Yi Mo was injured gave him a sense of crisis. If he didn’t have power, how was he supposed to protect his beloved?
He had to go fight for it! It was fine, he believed that he wouldn’t lose to anyone! As long as… she was by his side.
That warm and sweet feeling, yet also slightly bitter, swelled up in Gong Jue’s heart. He felt helpless.
Gong Jue left the cavalry in Xi Zhou, so there weren’t many horses and carriages. There were a thousand guards escorting them. Gong Jue and Gong Yi Mo sat in a carriage covered in thick cushions that were extremely soft. Even so, it was inevitable that they would still feel the bumps. Gong Yi Mo parted the curtains and glared at the bumpy road, feeling the unnatural friction from the wooden wheels. She disgruntledly thought that she would definitely change all of this someday!
After riding the carriage for two days, Gong Jue’s birthday arrived.