Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 82: Is Yuyu Not Good Enough for Him?

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Is Yuyu Not Good Enough for Him?

Gu Jue nodded, and seeing that Gu Fengmian didn’t seem to care about the destruction of the fine rice paper, he felt somewhat helpless, "Grandpa, don’t be anxious."

Gu Fengmian looked at him dissatisfiedly, "Yuyu has finally come to visit, how can I not be anxious!"

After speaking, his expression turned somewhat melancholy, "When Minmin married that shameless scoundrel Qi Wei, I callously severed ties with her, but I hadn’t expected that she would pass away after giving birth to Yuyu."

Bringing up the events of the past, Gu Fengmian’s mood became heavy.

Knowing he was upset, Gu Jue quickly changed the subject, "Yuyu is still waiting downstairs!"

Gu Fengmian came back to his senses, preoccupied with his granddaughter, and putting aside his season of sorrow, he hurried downstairs with Gu Jue.

Qi Yu heard the commotion and turned around to look, seeing both Gu Jue and Gu Fengmian looking at her with earnest faces, she felt somewhat at a loss.

She touched her face and asked Chunlan, "Is there something on my face?"

Chunlan inspected her carefully, then shook her head, "There’s nothing on the Princess’s face."

Reassured, Qi Yu looked at the two men approaching her, about to ask how much those items were worth when she heard the elderly man softly call out, "Yuyu."

His voice was full of emotion and somewhat trembling.

Even Qi Yu, as obtuse as she was, sensed something was amiss.

She looked at the old man, and with some confusion asked, "Old sir, do you... know me?"

Gu Fengmian felt a pang of pain from her alienating words, and Gu Jue quickly patted his back, saying to Qi Yu, "Yuyu, you haven’t met us before, but we are your relatives."

"Relatives?" Qi Yu was stunned.

Weren’t the original host’s relatives those odd characters from the Prime Minister Residence?

However, there was no need for these two to deceive her.

If they were not from the Prime Minister Residence, then they must be relatives from her mother’s side.

Looking at Gu Fengmian, she hesitantly asked, "Are you my maternal grandfather?"

Gu Fengmian nodded repeatedly, "Ah, Yuyu still remembers this old man!"

Gu Jue also smiled, "Yuyu probably doesn’t remember me. I’m your cousin."

Qi Yu smiled apologetically.

She didn’t just forget; those memories were simply not in her mind.

And, she wasn’t even their real relative.

But seeing Gu Fengmian’s sorrowful expression, Qi Yu felt a twinge of compassion and decided not to reveal the truth to them.

After all, having taken the place of the original host in this world, her relatives naturally became her own.

Reuniting with his granddaughter after more than a decade, Gu Fengmian had absolutely no desire to tend to his business.

He had Gu Jue close the shop, then took Qi Yu and the others to the second floor to drink tea and reminisce.

Qi Yu thought carefully about the original host’s mother, recalling that she passed away after giving birth to her, leaving behind nothing but a jade pendant.

After pondering for a while, she began, "I have been slow-witted since childhood; it was only after marrying into the Prince Qiu Residence that I gradually regained my wits. I don’t remember much."

With just a few words, Gu Fengmian didn’t find it difficult to imagine the hardship she had lived through these years, filling him with even more regret.

"Back then, your mother insisted on marrying Qi Wei. I didn’t agree, so I broke off our relationship. Later, when you were born, your mother... I tried to take you away from the Prime Minister Residence a few times, but I was stopped and, eventually, I gave up on the idea."

He paused, then shook his head, "If I had known it would come to this, I should have risked everything to keep you from suffering in the Prime Minister Residence."

Qi Yu’s heart warmed. Although the original host had been simple-minded, there were still people in the world who truly cared for her.

It’s just a pity that in the end, she couldn’t escape the arrangement of fate and died in that dark tomb.

Thinking of this, Qi Yu’s gaze grew a shade dimmer.

The debts owed to her by the Prime Minister Residence, she would claim back, little by little.

She consoled, "Grandfather, there’s no need to feel guilty, for now I have become Princess Qi and possess the strength to protect myself."

Bringing up this matter, Gu Fengmian felt a choke in his heart.

He had originally hoped that Qi Yu would marry a man from a modest family and live a harmonious life in peace.

But it had to be Prince Qi.

Seeing the pained expression on his face, Gu Jue couldn’t help saying, "Grandfather, Prince Qi is the man whom all the girls in the capital city wish to marry."

Gu Fengmian glanced at him sideways, "So what, is my granddaughter Yuyu not good enough for him?"

Gu Jue felt that if he dared to say a single word of dissent, he would likely be kicked out of the family today.

He gave up on continuing the argument with the stubborn old man, turned towards Qi Yu, and seeing her dressed opulently, looking majestic and noble, he knew Prince Qi must treat her very well.

Over the years, although Gu Fengmian had publicly disowned Qi Yu as his granddaughter, he annually spent silver to bribe people in the Prime Minister Residence to ensure Qi Yu had a better life.

He explained, "Yuyu, don’t blame us. We are merchants, and going to the Prince Qiu Residence rashly would invite gossip."

Qi Yu nodded, indicating that she understood.

In Dazhao, merchants were of low status, which is why, even with a dowry of considerable value, Qi Yu’s mother could only be a concubine after marrying into the Prime Minister Residence.

Throughout these years, Gu Fengmian had not actively sought a relationship with the Prime Minister Residence, and so the people in the capital city gradually forgot about this matter.

Now that Qi Yu had married into the Prince Qiu Residence, Gu Fengmian was even less inclined to forge a connection with Prince Qi.

If people with ulterior motives found out, they would whisper behind the scenes that the Prince’s consort was of lowly status and not a match for Prince Qi.

Eventually, Li Tianze would probably find some high-born lady to become the Prince’s consort.

Qi Yu herself held no notion of superiority or inferiority, but she could not ignore these rules.

In ancient times, social status and class were an insurmountable chasm.

After sitting for a while, Qi Yu planned to leave.

It was getting late, and if she returned too late, Uncle Li would surely be worried.

"Yuyu..." Gu Fengmian clearly had a hard time letting her go, "when you have the time, come by the shop and sit for a while."

Gu Jue returned the box to her and also handed over a purse of silver, saying, "Suiyu Pavilion lacks nothing else, we’re never short on various jewelry; if Yuyu needs money, just tell me."

Qi Yu was silent for a moment.

She hadn’t expected that by making this visit, not only did she gain two relatives, but she also inexplicably ended up with a purse full of silver.

Returning the items, "The Prince Residence doesn’t lack this bit of my silver, and these pieces of jewelry are... after all from others, I don’t particularly like them, it’s better you just price them and pay me accordingly."

Gu Jue couldn’t persuade her otherwise and had to accept the box of items.

But he refused to take back the purse, "Just consider it a meeting gift from your cousin, Yuyu, don’t be polite with me."

Qi Yu wanted to refuse, but Gu Fengmian interjected, "Accept it, otherwise your maternal grandfather won’t be at peace."

He had owed his daughter and granddaughter for many years, this bit of silver was nothing in comparison.

Qi Yu had no choice but to yield and handed the silver to Chunlan for safekeeping.

She also remembered with the New Year approaching, Gu Fengmian and Gu Jue would be somewhat lonely in the capital city, so she said, "Since grandfather and my cousin are in the capital city, why not spend the New Year at the Prince Residence?"