Lady Gongsun looked at Xiao Yu.
Her eyes flickered slightly.
A hint of hope colored her voice. "To thank Your Highness for taking care of the marquis all this time,"
"I have prepared a banquet at our residence. Would Your Highness honor us with a visit and a few drinks?"
Afraid Xiao Yu would decline, she hurriedly added, "Please, Your Highness, do not refuse."
Her tone was so earnest and pleading that it was hard to turn her down.
Xiao Yu paused.
Then he abruptly rose and brushed off his sleeves.
"Since you have invited me so sincerely, my lady,"
He stepped forward. "Then I shall impose on your hospitality."
Lady Gongsun really knows just what I want.
Actually, I've been wanting to meet this Heir Gongsun, who fell in love with a mountain ghost and indirectly caused his parents' deaths.
Marquis Yongchang and his wife both stiffened at that.
They might as well disown this son...
The marquis's residence.
"Young master, young master-"
"The marquis and my lady are back!"
Hearing the servant's report, Gongsun Yun hurried out of his study.
When he saw that his mother had indeed brought his father home, a flash of delight crossed his eyes.
He went up to greet him. "Father, you finally agreed to come home!"
Then his tone changed. "Do you know that because you've been hiding away outside all day, Miss Zi Ying thinks you dislike her? She won't even see me anymore!"
Marquis Yongchang was speechless. His hand was itching to strike.
Xiao Yu suddenly looked up.
Come on, let me see. Which one is Heir Gongsun, the fool utterly bewitched by that female mountain ghost?
Gongsun Yun stopped in his tracks and glanced around.
Who was speaking?
Finding nothing unusual, he turned to Marquis Yongchang and his wife.