The morning light was faint, and people from the palace were already waiting outside the Marquis Mansion. Young Master Gu Lan dressed neatly and then went to the Old Madam's place for breakfast.
"Dear, if you want to read that book, go ahead. If you get tired, let Zijin make something delicious for you to rest. Our Gu Family doesn't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of it either. If anyone from the palace dares to bully you, just tell Grandmother. She'll protect you."
The Old Madam didn't avoid the palace attendants and reminded him robustly.
The imperial eunuch beside her shivered, thinking to himself, "Oh my, who dares to provoke this little tyrant of the Gu Family? It's more likely for him to bully others."
Zhou Wanqing gently held her daughter's hand and stuffed a Brocade Coin Bag into Young Master Gu's hand:
