The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife Chapter 149.2

Chapter 149.2

"What's the matter?" Gu Jiao, immersed in the medicine on the table, asked without looking.
The other party didn't speak.
Gu Jiao looked up oddly, only to see a woman in a lake-blue short lined jacket and a pinkish-white long skirt standing at the door with a smile resembling a celestial being.
Unlike the weakness and paleness of the last time, her face was much ruddy.
"Do you remember me, Young Miss Gu?" The other party asked with a smile.
Gu Jiao nodded, "Third Prince’s Consort."
She didn't make any salutations, but the Third Prince's Consort didn't mind.
The Third Prince's Consort stepped in and quipped, "I've been waiting in line for a long time."
"Third Prince's Consort, please take a seat." Gu Jiao formally initiated the process of seeing a patient.
The Third Prince's Consort curled up her lips as she sat down on the chair, extended her hand and placed it on the table.
"Let me look at the wound first." Gu Jiao said.
"Can we... not do that here?" The Third Prince's Consort requested.
"Alright." Gu Jiao took the Third Prince's Consort to her personal courtyard.
This was the courtyard designated to her alone by Second Owner and no one else had been here except her and her family.
The cut in the Third Prince's Consort's stomach had already closed and healed well.
Next, Gu Jiao checked her pulse, and her pulse was also stable.
"You’re good, Third Prince’s Consort can rest assured." Gu Jiao said.
"That…" The Third Prince's Consort hesitated for a moment before she whispered, "Do you have any medicine that can prevent scars?"
There was scar cream and scar plaster that could help in getting rid of scars, but these two medicines were currently not available in the medicine chest.
Besides, she shouldn’t use such medicines for the time being, not until the wound was completely healed.
Gu Jiao paused briefly and said, "There is no such specific medicine at the moment. Do come back again in three days."
"I understand." The Third Prince's Consort answered.
Seeing she was cold, Gu Jiao went to the kitchen area to fetch a kettle and poured her a cup of hot tea.
"Many thanks." The Third Prince's Consort picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, only then did she finally feel much warmer.
She looked at the furnishings in the room and couldn't help asking, "Do you live in the medical hall?"
Gu Jiao replied, "No, I live nearby."
Even though the Third Prince's Consort had just met Gu Jiao twice, and their identities were very different, somehow, she just felt that Gu Jiao was quite amiable.
The Third Prince's Consort looked at Gu Jiao and said inquisitively, "You don't sound like a native of the capital."
Gu Jiao responded, "I'm from a county."
The Third Prince's Consort nodded her head and continued to question, "How old are you?"
Gu Jiao: "Fifteen."
The Third Prince's Consort said with a smile, "I'm a few years older than you. My last name is Du."
Gu Jiao wasn’t very talkative and only answered whatever the Third Prince's Consort asked about.
However, her willingness to answer at least showed that her impression of the Third Prince's Consort wasn’t bad.
"Hm? What is that?" The Third Prince's Consort was a guqin fanatic, thus it was easy for her to spot things related to the guqin.
Gu Jiao looked at the case on the long display table and answered, "Guqin."
It was the guqin that Little Jing Kong gave her. She personally made a case to house it in.
This guqin case was different from the ones sold on the market, so the Third Prince's Consort wasn’t able to recognize it at a glance.
"May I have a look?" The Third Prince's Consort asked.
"En." Gu Jiao nodded.
The Third Prince's Consort put down the teacup in her hand, went up to the long display table, and carefully opened the guqin case.
A burnt-black guqin immediately entered her view.
In terms of appearance, there seemed to be nothing strange about this guqin, except It was in the style of the Fuxi guqin.
Was it another imitation?
The Third Prince's Consort was a little lost in thought.
Others would be so proud to get a better imitation of Fuxi guqin, but the Third Prince's Consort would rather use the general guqin than the imitation of the Fuxi guqin.
At that time, the State of Chen offered the Yue Ying Fuxi guqin, which was the best imitation of the Fuxi guqin, to the State of Zhao as a tribute. His Majesty originally intended to give it to her, but she refused. Then he heard that it was soon given to the Marquis Ding'an Estate's young miss.
The Third Prince's Consort originally intended to play a song, but she suddenly lost the desire. She touched the end of the guqin and complimented it politely before closing the guqin case again.
Then she caught a glimpse of a token on the table—— when Little Jing Kong came over to play, he rummaged through things and forgot to put it back. The bright and clever Little Jing Kong had a big shortcoming, that was, he didn’t know how to pack things back to their proper places!
The token looked so familiar that the Third Prince's Consort couldn’t help but grab it and asked in great surprise, "Young Miss Gu, how did you… have this?"
Gu Jiao calmly replied, "I picked it up."
The Third Prince's Consort breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is the token of the Marquis Xuanping Estate. It's an old token. Don't let others see it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."
It wasn’t the first time someone told her that getting involved with Marquis Xuanping Estate would cause trouble.
"What is an old token?" Gu Jiao asked.
The Third Prince's Consort pointed out the totem pattern on the token, saying, "This is a pattern from more than ten years ago. Later, they felt that the meaning behind the pattern wasn’t clear enough, so they removed the leaves from it."
The leaves were just a small part and ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell. However, she was a prince’s consort and must know all the patterns related to the imperial family.
The token did look old, nevertheless Gu Jiao did not expect it to be so old.
The two of them chatted for a while more before the Third Prince's Consort bid her farewell.
At the women’s academy on the other side, classes were over as well. At present, the medical hall’s source of business came mainly from the women academy. The end of class meant today's business was basically over.
Second Owner left the physician named Song He on duty in the medical hall while Gu Jiao went home with her back basket.
Just as she turned a corner, a carriage stopped in front of her.
A well-dressed middle-aged man stepped down from the carriage. He had broad shoulders, and an honest and good-natured appearance, however his shrewd eyes were so sharp as though they could penetrate people's hearts.
"May I ask if you are Young Miss Gu of Marquis Ding'an Estate?" The middle-aged man cupped his hands with a pleasant countenance.
He was clearly inquiring, but he spoke in a certain tone.
Gu Jiao looked at him calmly, "You are?"
Steward Liu said with a smile, "My surname is Liu. I wonder if the young master has mentioned myself to you?"
"Which young master?" Gu Jiao asked.
Steward Liu was taken aback. Were this young couple not so close after all? He had visited a couple of times already, yet the young master never mentioned him to her?
He said as to remind her, "I have also sent people to your house to send New Year gifts, but unfortunately the young master didn't want them."
"Oh." Gu Jiao remembered it. Not long ago, there was a man who brought a carriage filled with silver charcoal to their house and Xiao Liulang refused it without thinking.
“Your young master is my husband?” Gu Jiao asked.
Steward Liu beamed, "Exactly."
Gu Jiao paused for a moment and then asked, "Marquis Xuanping Estate?"
Steward Liu was stunned.
How did she know the young master’s relation to the Marquis Xuanping Estate when he didn't even mention him to her?