The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 522 - 519: A Candy for You: Shu Ning Side Story (15)

Chapter 522: Chapter 519: A Candy for You: Shu Ning Side Story (15)

Qiu Ju asked, "So because the Martial Scholar saved your life, you fell for him?"

"You little rascal, can you lower your voice a bit? Be careful not to let anyone hear."

Jing Shu hurriedly stepped forward to cover Qiu Ju’s mouth.

Such matters are a bit embarrassing and shouldn’t be heard by just anyone.

Qiu Ju nodded, her eyes filled with understanding, signaling she wouldn’t blurt out again. Seeing this, Jing Shu finally released her.

However, Qiu Ju was still somewhat incredulous. Her mistress actually fell for the Martial Scholar? She vividly recalled that a few days ago, the mistress was yelling to fight and kill the Martial Scholar.

How did it suddenly change like this?

"Mistress, are you kidding me again? Are you serious? Do you really like the Martial Scholar?" Although the Commandery Princess’s reaction had already confirmed her suspicions, Qiu Ju still wanted to ask for a precise answer.

Jing Shu didn’t answer directly, but said, "I used to only see the trope of saving one’s life and promising oneself in storybooks, not understanding it, always thinking the heroine was a bit silly. It’s just a lifesaving grace, right? Why promise oneself? Giving money, status, those are all ways of repaying a favor, why put your whole life into it?"

"If it were me, I wouldn’t promise myself to a lifesaver because if I were to marry, I would definitely choose someone I like."

"And now? Has the mistress’s thought changed?"

"Yes, it has." Jing Shu said seriously, "Having a lifesaver that I want to promise myself to and someone I like aren’t contradictory; they can be the same person."

And most women would admire someone because of lifesaving grace.

She was no exception.

"So Mistress, is the person you want to promise yourself to your lifesaver, the person you like?" Qiu Ju asked.

"...Probably, possibly is." Jing Shu replied.

"Mistress, are you serious this time?" Qiu Ju doubted, as earlier Jing Shu had a similar infatuation look when facing the Scholar.

This sudden switch of admiration, is it serious?

Qiu Ju had to ask a couple more questions.

Jing Shu nodded, "Seriously. I like Gu Ning, I want to marry Gu Ning."

Qiu Ju: "......"

It’s over, the mistress has fallen in love.

Guess she’s going to start making a fuss again.

Just wondering, what’s Mistress planning to give her crush this time? Roasted oranges or the family’s gold and silver treasures?

Remember, Mistress has always liked giving things to her crush.

"It’s almost lunchtime," Jing Shu said. "I want to make noodles for Mr. Gu to eat. Qiu Ju, come on, let’s go to the kitchen and help me serve noodles to the Martial Scholar."

Qiu Ju shivered hearing that, "...Mistress, you really want to serve noodles to Mr. Gu?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Jing Shu rolled up her sleeves, looking puzzled.

Qiu Ju hesitated a bit, still earnestly reminding, "...Mistress, aren’t you afraid of poisoning Mr. Gu?"

Qiu Ju thought, what’s Mistress doing, promising herself to repay lifesaving grace, this is entirely sending him on a journey to the heavens!

"You little brat, what nonsense are you talking about?" Jing Shu was so angry she wanted to stomp her foot.

"I’m not speaking nonsense," Qiu Ju honestly said. "Mistress, do you remember? The last time you made noodles, after eating, I was sick for a month before recovering. And during the worst days of vomiting and diarrhea, I seemed to see my great-grandmother!"

Jing Shu: "......"

"This time it definitely won’t happen," Jing Shu said. "Don’t worry, this time I’ll use all my skills to conquer Gu Ning’s heart."

Qiu Ju: "......"

She didn’t believe, what to do?

...

Today Gu Ning personally interrogated Song Zhixiu, but this man had a tight mouth, wouldn’t say who instructed him no matter what.

Gu Ning interrogated all morning, nothing came out.

On his way back, he passed by Jing Shu’s room, seeing it empty, he asked the boy guarding beside, "Where is the little Commandery Princess?"

"The Commandery Princess is in the kitchen, reportedly making noodles for Mr. Gu."

"Making noodles for me?" Gu Ning was flattered and a little incredulous.

A Commandery Princess - oh no, recently he had learned, ever since the former Crown Prince passed away, the Crown Princess Consort moved out of the palace with her two children, giving up the title as well as the children’s status, living an ordinary life.

Jing Shu was no longer a Commandery Princess.

But to facilitate her family’s access to the palace and warn everyone not to neglect the former Crown Prince’s relatives due to his death, the emperor and the palace officials all tacitly acknowledged Jing Shu’s Commandery Princess status, always calling her that.

Jing Shu grew up as nobility, moving out seemed to have lost her status, but the Grand Emperor and the current emperor treat her with unchanged affection, never altering any rewards.

She is still nobility.

Such a woman, actually making noodles? And for him?

Gu Ning was very surprised, and also secretly a bit eager.

Wondering how the little Commandery Princess’s noodles would taste? Delicious?

The boy at his side also said, "Master, I wonder how the Commandery Princess’ noodles are?"

"Probably delicious, otherwise why would she confidently make them?" Gu Ning replied. "I think she should be quite skilled at making noodles, I’ll definitely eat three big bowls to show support."

"It’s a rare opportunity, I want to eat a bowl too." The boy held up a finger, cautiously asking Gu Ning, "Master, is that okay?"

Gu Ning refused, "No way. The Commandery Princess’ noodles are priceless, no market, only for me to savor."

The boy: "......"

Gu Ning: "However much she makes, I’ll eat it all." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The boy pitifully clung to Gu Ning’s leg, saying, "Master, really not possible? I never ate anything delicious as a kid, really want to taste it this time!"

"No way." Gu Ning still refused.

"Master, please let me try just a bit?" The boy begged with all he had, determined to taste Jing Shu’s cooking.

Gu Ning, respecting Jing Shu for her status, saw her cooking as lowering herself already, how could he serve a servant, thus no way.

Gu Ning sternly rejected the boy’s request, even with all the skills he had, useless.

The boy, seeing no chance, stopped pleading, prepared to watch Gu Ning eat instead.

After returning to his own room, Gu Ning washed his hands, sat at the table, occasionally stretching his neck to look outside, waiting for Jing Shu to bring the noodles over.

He was full of anticipation, with a slight smile at the corners of his lips, his usually cold face suddenly had more warmth, looking much more approachable.