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“Is that so?” pondered Fifth Lord of Gu. “Should we…say that we picked it up from the ground?”

Ye Xingbei: “…Keep away from me!”

Gu Junzhu burst into laughter, planting a kiss onto her forehead, “fine, fine, fine… It’s just one flower after all, they can’t fine that much.”

Ye Xingbei: “…I thought you would say, ‘I don’t care about the fine, as long as it can cheer up my wife. I have plenty of money!\'”

“No, no, no,” Fifth Lord of Gu said seriously. “Such a statement is too LOW, full of nouveau riche aura. As a man of my class and cultivation, how could I say such LOW-class things?”

Ye Xingbei examined him from head to toe, “Your refined air is plain as day, truly intimidating; but your speech sometimes is not very aristocratic. I’ve heard it many times before; you talk in a very down-to-earth manner, not at all like the haughty young master who knows nothing of hardship in the world.”

“I was never pampered, nor ignorant of the world’s hardships,” Gu Junzhu chuckled lightly. “How can you expect someone like me, who commands countless soldiers from the mountains and has been all over the place, to talk in an aristocratic manner?”

“Fair enough,” Ye Xingbei nodded, “Actually, I like it this way. I grew up in a small town until I was fifteen and I can use all the foul language you lot do, listening to you talk makes me feel quite at home.”

“What kind of swear words do you know?” Gu Junzhu peered at her with interest: “Tell me.”

Ye Xingbei couldn’t help but laugh, “Really, you’re like this? Asking for a scolding?”

“Valid point!” Fifth Lord of Gu pondered yet again: “How about this…”

Fifth Lord of Gu reached for the flower at Ye Xingbei’s temple, “If the staff scolds you for picking flowers later and ask you to pay a fine, you can just swear at them. That way, I will find out how you swear.”

Ye Xingbei: “…Keep away! You’re so annoying. Others scam their fathers, you’re scamming your wife!”

With a hearty laugh, Gu Junzhu took her hand and continued their walk, “Compared to me, you are more like the pampered lady of a wealthy family, with your elegant demeanor and refined conversation. One would never guess you lived in a small town for the first fifteen years of your life.”

Whether Ye Xingbei was moving or still, smiling or frowning, she was always dignified and graceful. She had a sweet, charming face and when she laughed, it felt refreshing like honeyed water, with an enticing allure. And yet, because all her actions demonstrated such graceful refinement, her beauty did not come across as frivolous.

Ye Xingbei smiled, but did not say anything.

All of this was credited to Ye Xinglan.

When she first arrived in Y country, she had to suffer a lot because her manners did not meet Ye Xinglan’s expectations.

Within a year, however, she had mastered the manners and etiquette of high society. Every word and action was akin to that of a noble lady from an illustrious family.

Anyone unaware of her origins would not guess she was a newcomer and previously a countryside girl from a small town.

The saying ‘strict teachers produce outstanding scholars’ aptly describes the relationship between Ye Xinglan and her.

Though she said nothing, Gu Junzhu understood.

Gu Junzhu had no intention of discussing Ye Xinglan with her any further.

The past was in the past.

Ye Xiaobei’s grievances with the Ye Family, all have been cast aside.

This was for the best.