Chapter 9. Gu Sui, I will never let you go…

Sui Yu and Yun Mu originally came to pick up the young master to go home.

However, not only did an assassination suddenly occur, but the young master also ran off with the Prince Regent.

How were they going to explain this to the family head when they returned?

The two stepped forward, wanting to persuade their young master, but Gu Sui had a very sufficient reason.

“The Prince Regent just saved me. Isn’t it too unreasonable to not even invite her for a meal?”

Sui Yu and Yun Mu: “……”

In the end, not only did they fail to bring the young master back, but they also let him take away several silver notes.

“You guys go back first. I will definitely be home before tonight.”

Gu Sui skillfully promised, and Mu Jiulu glanced at him from the side.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Sui himself felt that something was off.

Why did it feel like he used to say this often?

Oh right, Mu Jiulu, that person with extremely strong control issues, would frantically urge him whenever he returned home a bit late.

At first, he felt sweet about it. After all, he had someone who cared about him.

Having someone waiting for him at home made him feel happy.

However, as time went on, that kind of airtight control made him feel annoyed.

Especially when there were things he didn’t want her to know.

Mu Jiulu quickly shifted her gaze and boarded the royal carriage. Gu Sui sighed lightly and followed.

The past was the past. Now that he had paid off his debts and arrived in another world, there was nothing to hide from her.

If she wanted, he could be the best boyfriend available 24 hours a day.

“What do you want to eat?”

In the spacious carriage compartment, completely laid with a white fleece rug, Mu Jiulu asked indifferently from her seated position.

Gu Sui first exclaimed in admiration at the Prince Regent’s luxurious carriage, then fiddled with the wind chime hanging by the window. His gentle voice rang out with the crisp chime.

“I’m fine with anything. It’s up to you. What do you want to eat?”

The tall and slender young man found a comfortable spot and leaned lazily, resting his chin in one hand as he looked at her, his peach blossom eyes blazing like fire.

“Anything?”

Mu Jiulu raised the corner of her lips meaningfully, then ordered Yan Wu outside to drive the carriage.

However, when she saw the cat lying on Gu Sui’s lap, she found it increasingly irksome.

“Why did you bring it along?”

Mu Jiulu’s voice carried a hint of displeasure. Gu Sui nuzzled the little white cat’s chin.

“It needs to eat too. Plus, it feels really nice to touch. Do you want to try?”

Gu Sui eagerly placed the cat on her lap. Mu Jiulu looked expressionlessly at the little furball rolling on her legs, her eyes somewhat deep.

In terms of feel, what could compare to him?

“Come on, hug it. Look how cute it is, all small and fluffy. Just hug it, hug it.”

Gu Sui said with great anticipation. He really wanted to see his own cold and noble girlfriend hugging a little kitten, a heartwarming sight.

The young man’s eyes shone. Mu Jiulu’s hand involuntarily reached for the cat on her lap.

She didn’t want to hug it, but he was acting cute. She would give him face.

“Meow!”

Mu Jiulu grabbed the little kitten by the scruff of its neck and lifted it up. It flailed its little paws, clawing at her clothes.

Gu Sui stroked his forehead helplessly. “You’re supposed to hug it, not lift it. Be nice to Lulu.”

Hearing that name, Mu Jiulu couldn’t help but grind her teeth. She retracted her initial intention to return the cat.

“This cat, I shall take it.”

Gu Sui: “?”

Mu Jiulu said with a straight face, “If the General were to find out who gave this cat, it probably wouldn’t live past half a day.”

With Gu Tingsong’s explosive temper, how could she tolerate the Empress Dowager’s intentions?

Gu Sui opened his mouth. “But you can’t just snatch it away from me directly!”

“As your future wife-master, what, you can’t even spare a cat for me?”

Mu Jiulu said, raising her chin. Gu Sui was stunned for a moment.

“Wha… What the hell?”

What kind of thing was a wife-master?

“Don’t forget, yesterday’s embroidered ball is still at my residence.”

Gu Sui: “……”

“So you can snatch my cat?”

“Your Highness, we’ve arrived.”

The carriage came to an abrupt halt. Gu Sui, who was reaching out to take back his Lulu, crashed into Mu Jiulu’s embrace.

The cat was in his hands, and he was in her hands.

Mu Jiulu tilted her head to look at the slightly dazed young man on her lap. He was hugging the cat, and she was hugging him.

This scene had an indescribable atmosphere surrounding it.

As if possessed, Mu Jiulu raised her hand and brushed the top of the young man’s head. The fluffy sensation made a glimmer of light flash in her eyes.

“Hiss.”

Gu Sui, who had bumped his teeth, sucked in a cold breath. As he raised his head, his eyes were full of anger. Mu Jiulu spoke first.

“This has nothing to do with me.”

Yan Wu’s carriage-stopping skills were impressive and deserved a reward.