Court Marriage 宫嫁(攻嫁) [ BL ]

Chapter 13: Demonstration of Authority

Translated by: LishaChan

"Daughter-in-law hopes Mother-in-law has been doing well"

With both arms placed in each of his side according to the etiquette, Gong Zhuoliang wore a faint smile on his face as he lowered down his head with relaxed eyebrows in front of Madam Qiao in a courteous manner; However, his demeanor was neither haughty not servile. He only had this impression of a true well-bred lady.

Speaking of which, this has to be due to the influence of Madam Gong. This kid had to do lots of woman-like activities, and study all kinds of etiquettes and customs day by day, which resulted in the current actions of Gong Zhuoliang.

"Mhm....By the way, the coming-of-old age celebration for Old Zhao is due this year, and so the ceremony ought to be more grandiose than the previous years. And you. You're in-charge of managing the preparations"

With regards to Gong Zhuoliang's formal greetings, Madam Qiao merely shot a glance at him, before making further instructions to the people around her.

Concubine Sun, her dowry maid, and her eldest daughter― Qiao Yuanyin; as well as the Manager's daughter in law, all had their respective work that was arranged by Madam Qiao, until a maidservant came to tell her that the Old Madam had already woken up, only then her attention shifted to the behaved Gong Zhuoliang who had been treated like a backseat driver.

"It is finally time for us to visit the Old Madam's courtyard to pay our respects. Come and hold onto that bowl. This is a honeyed-broth in which the Old Madam had talked about yesterday that she wanted to eat"

As Madam Qiao sat up and allowed the maidservants to arrange her clothes, she pointed to the bowl of soup over the table, and then watched Gong Zhuoliang walk towards it and carry the bowl to the tray, before walking over behind her in an obedient manner.

A small bowl of soup is actually not that heavy, however, there's no way he could endure carrying this for a long time, ah! Not to mention, with Gong Zhuoliang tiny body as a twelve year old, and his feeble strength as he carried this large tray; his limbs began aching and feeling limp, while he tried to keep up with the pace of Madam Qiao, all the way to the Old Madam's courtyard.

The whole time, he had endured maintaining an apathetic face. Otherwise if he showed any reaction right now, everyone would immediately regard him as an arrogant person. Not only is he extremely tired of carrying this bowl of soup for his grandmother-in-law, he would also be depressed to death.

"Just place it over there"

As soon as they arrived inside the dining hall of the courtyard, Madam Qiao raised a finger, and pointed out a certain table. The maidservant who was arranging the dishes over that table instantly stood up, and went to Gong Zhuoliang to take the tray from him.

Recently, when they saw Gong Zhuoliang carrying a tray of soup by himself, everyone was instantly aware of the current situation, however, they only chose to pretend that they had not seen anything at all. After all, there's nothing really special about it.

Not an hour has passed yet, the Old Madam had already walked in the hall in a conspicuously good spirit. She then walked to Gong Zhuoliang and took his hands to her, giving him a few sentences of praises. Then as soon as the Old Madam finished her meal while Gong Zhuoliang and Madam Qiao kept serving her; Madam Qiao started talking about matters regarding the family's expenditures.

Towards the end, the one who made decisions was Old Madam. Then afterwards, Madam Qiao brought Gong Zhuoliang to her so they could petition for a withdraw together. Recalling the events today, they did not really spend more than an hour here, and surprisingly, Gong Zhuoliang never really did any complicated things anymore.