Qin Yuan urgently asked outside the door, "Why did someone from the Yelv Clan attempt to assassinate the Marquis? Is the Marquis injured?"
Even through the door, he could sense his young wife's deep concern. Gu Jinghui's heart was touched, but he purposefully remained silent.
Sure enough, Qin Yuan burst in, ignoring any shyness, rushing straight to the bathtub to check on him.
The triumphant Marquis Gu felt a bit awkward yet managed to hide it from her.
Qin Yuan asked anxiously, "Are you... Are you hurt or not?"
Marquis Gu leaned his head back against the tub, lazily shook his head, and lightly parted his lips to say, "No."
"Really? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Qin Yuan's gaze was uncontrollably drawn to Marquis Gu's broad chest and strong, muscular arms, slowly shifting her eyes to the dark brown water...
Marquis Gu chuckled dryly twice and said hoarsely, "I didn't get a chance as this medicinal bath had me preoccupied, and you just barged in."
