After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

Fang Xiaoran couldn't figure out Gu Yuqing, nor could she see what he was up to.

Since Granny Zheng passed away, he seems to have reverted to his carefree self.

The matter of Zheng Mama's death was never mentioned again, and she never even visited her grave.

Has he truly let go?

It had only been a few days. He seemed to have gone completely mad while trying to save Granny Zheng, but as soon as Granny Zheng was buried, he immediately recovered and acted as if nothing had happened, as if his previous experiences didn't matter.

Fang Xiaoran was increasingly unable to understand Gu Yuqing and couldn't figure him out.

The key question is, this person has been leaving early and returning late lately, and we don't know what he's been doing. Plus, the two of them sleep in separate rooms, so they have no chance to run into each other at all.

Is he avoiding her?

For some reason, Fang Xiaoran suddenly had this idea.

A night breeze stirred, and the candlelight flickered, making it not cold but rather adding a touch of warmth.

Ziju got up, closed the window, and said, "It's getting late, Princess, please get some rest."

"Alright, you can all go now." Fang Xiaoran nodded slightly and put away the prescription she had drafted.

Before leaving, Qinglan asked with a solemn expression, "Princess, do you and your husband really want to continue like this?"

After all, the two of them have been sleeping in separate rooms, and their relationship doesn't seem to have improved at all, which makes Qinglan worry.

In the past, she could act arrogantly in the Princess's Mansion, but now that she has come to the Marquis's Mansion, she can only stay in such a secluded courtyard. She will be treated coldly if she goes elsewhere. The sense of disparity is too great.

"What do you mean?" Fang Xiaoran raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.

In her opinion, this was nothing. She and Gu Yuqing were quite tacitly maintaining the status quo, which was the best thing for her.

Qinglan was about to speak when Ziju stopped her, saying, "Alright, go and rest. Don't disturb the princess."

After speaking, Ziju gave Qinglan a look, bowed, and left. Qinglan understood and could only follow silently.

After closing the door, Fang Xiaoran stood up, slightly tired, changed into her pajamas, blew out the light, and lay down on the bed to go to sleep.

The moonlight outside the window remained the same, and the shadows of the trees fell on the windowpane, overlapping intricately.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Xiaoran fell into a deep sleep.

The door was faintly pushed open, and there were soft footsteps. Fang Xiaoran was very sleepy, as if she was having a nightmare. Although she was aware of it, she could not wake up from the dream.

In her hazy state, she felt a chill, mixed with a faint smell of blood, which made Fang Xiaoran frown and try to wake up. However, at that moment, the blanket covering her was pulled off, and then she felt someone crawl into her bed.

Fang Xiaoran was shocked and suddenly woke up from her nightmare. She reached out and grabbed the other person, striking him squarely in the vital spot.

"Are you going to murder your husband?"

A clear, cool voice with a slightly nasal tone rang out, and Fang Xiaoran froze for a moment, but did not stop, and even subconsciously increased the force.

"What are you doing?" She stared in shock at the person under the covers, her eyes filled with disbelief.

In her mind, Gu Yuqing was not like this at all, but now he has completely overturned her perception.

Was he too traumatized and changed, or has he always been like this, and she just didn't know it?

"Sleep, what else can you do?"

Gu Yuqing spoke in a muffled voice, pulling the blanket up to wrap himself tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

Fang Xiaoran was speechless at these words. She pointed outside and said, "Go back to your room if you want to sleep."

Gu Yuqing looked at her with a faint smile in his bright eyes and said, "Isn't this my room? Where else do you want me to go?"

Fang Xiaoran was speechless for a moment. For the first time in her life, she truly felt that this person was so difficult to deal with.

Compared to him, Zhao Jin was simply insignificant.

After a long silence, Fang Xiaoran took a deep breath to calm herself down and asked, "So what exactly do you want to do?"

Gu Yuqing replied unhurriedly, "I already said it was for sleeping. My wet nurse always hoped that I could have children. Although she has passed away, her wish remains unfulfilled. I was thinking that one day I could bring our children to her grave to offer wine."

Fang Xiaoran was speechless upon hearing this.

She stared blankly at Gu Yuqing, her brows furrowed. "Are you serious?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Gu Yuqing said, his hand starting to wander towards Fang Xiaoran's waist. Fang Xiaoran immediately felt her hair stand on end and kicked him off the bed.

A loud thud was heard, and Ziju and the others who lived next door immediately got up and ran over to ask, "Princess, what happened? What's going on? Is there an assassin?"

They were just being overly concerned. With Fang Xiaoran's skills, how could an assassin possibly get close to her? Besides, Chu Wu and the others were secretly protecting her, so how could anything happen to her?

Unfortunately, the incident happened so suddenly that the two women didn't have time to think about it.

Hearing the noise from outside the room, Fang Xiaoran couldn't help but facepalm and said speechlessly, "It's nothing, I just accidentally fell off the bed..."

She really didn't want the two maids to come in and see her like this, so she made up an excuse.

These words sounded unbelievable to them. Qinglan went to the door to take a closer look, but was dragged away by Ziju with a blank expression. "Mind your own business when it comes to the princess's affairs."

As the footsteps outside faded into the distance, Fang Xiaoran finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with a somber expression, she looked at Gu Yuqing, who was getting up from the floor and trying to get back to bed.

"Haven't you made enough of a scene yet?" Fang Xiaoran's tone was like coaxing a child. She really had no way to deal with this person. It seemed that whether she was angry, furious, or indifferent, it wouldn't have much effect.

He always has his own way of compromising without even realizing it.

Gu Yuqing's eyes were clear, a faint smile played on his lips, and he replied earnestly, "No."

Fang Xiaoran rolled her eyes, and the instant Gu Yuqing climbed onto the bed, she transformed into a black shadow and swept past, arriving at the table. She lit the candlestick, then sat down in the chair, poured herself a cup of cold tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"You go to sleep." She made room for him; there was no way she would sleep in the same bed with him.

Previously, he hadn't thought about this, but now he keeps bringing up the topic of offspring, which is giving Fang Xiaoran a real headache.

Putting everything else aside, she hasn't even avenged her great grudge yet, so she has no time to think about these things.

But to be precise, she didn't exactly dislike Gu Yuqing.

Gu Yuqing simply sat on the edge of the bed, cross-legged, propped his head up with one hand, and his eyes flickered slightly. "You plan to sit there all night?"

"I can enter a meditative state to recover. You go to sleep and don't worry about me."

Fang Xiaoran simply closed her eyes and ignored everything happening outside.

After a while, she felt a warm breeze and wondered if the windows were closed.

She opened her eyes in surprise and found Gu Yuqing sitting in front of her, leaning close to look at her closely.

Those eyes were so intense, yet so clear.

"You..." Fang Xiaoran was speechless. At this moment, Gu Yuqing suddenly put his finger to her lips and whispered, "Shh, there are people upstairs."