Qin Yuan smoothed her skirt and sat down, Gu Jinghui leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "Madam, you truly have a miraculous foresight. As soon as I mentioned there was measles in the inner courtyard, they only dared to cause a commotion in the outer courtyard and wouldn't dare enter the inner courtyard."
"Marquis, you overpraise me, it was just a coincidence."
Qin Yuan turned her head slightly in response, her cheek brushed against Gu Jinghui's lips, and they both froze for a moment.
Immediately, Gu Jinghui's ears turned a little red, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly.
Qin Yuan stiffened her face, her eyes drifting as she quietly avoided Gu Jinghui's gaze.
At this moment, the nanny on the floor, who had been rolling around, stopped crying and shouting, laying on the ground, she raised her head and hoarsely asked, "Marquis, now that the Marchioness is here, can she give this old woman an explanation?"
