The Prime Minister’s Darling - Chapter 666

Chapter 666: 315 Truth (Second Update) Chapter 666: 315 Truth (Second Update) Xiao Liulang has known Gu Jiao for so long, and since Gu Jiao stopped being silly, she has never been this embarrassed.

He just touched her golden sore medicine, and she suddenly exploded with anger, not only snatching the small bag of smooth golden sore medicine that he had opened but also pounced on it like Xiaoba guarding his food, pressing down on the full bed of golden sore medicine.

Her little face was flushed red, her eyes were moist, and the corners of her eyes were tinged with red, it was uncertain whether it was due to anger or embarrassment.

Of course, it was out of anger.

How could this little first and kit fail her at such a critical moment!

Gu Jiao’s mind was filled with an angry voice!

“Don’t touch the medicine here!” she said fiercely.

However, her huff and puff little temper didn’t have much of an intimidating effect, Xiao Liulang thought of Gu Yan, the twins were two distinct personalities on a regular basis, but they were worthy siblings when it came to exploding with anger.

Xiao Liulang watched her calmly.

“This, this, this medicine is very expensive! I don’t need such good medicine! There’s a bottle of Medical Hall’s golden sore medicine on Granny’s table, you take that!” Gu Jiao was so frustrated with the small first and kit, she forgot that Xiao Liulang wouldn’t be able to recognize these items.

Instead, her act of concern aroused Xiao Liulang’s strange interest in this smooth little thing.

Forget it, it was her medicine, and he should listen to her on how she wanted to use it.

He couldn’t steal one for his curiosity.

When Xiao Liulang brought the golden sore medicine from Granny’s room, Gu Jiao had already cleaned up the scene. The little first and kit seemed to have suffered an impact it should not have, and was aggrievedly thrown on the table, as still as a chicken.

Xiao Liulang applied the medicine to Gu Jiao.

This doesn’t look like a common scrape, he asked, “How did you get hurt?”

In the past, he wouldn’t have asked, but now it came out naturally that he was taken aback.

Gu Jiao spun her eyes, and said categorically: “Just… flexing my muscles and bones, I don’t fight!”

Xiao Liulang calmly said, “You flexed your muscles and bones all the way to the nunnery?”

Gu Jiao looked at him in shock.

As Xiao Liulang applied the medicine for her, he calmly said, “You carry the scent of high-quality sandalwood, and under your feet is some purple moss, which can only be found on the path from the temple to the nunnery.”

Gu Jiao: “…”

Her image has fallen apart yet again!

“The wife of Prince Rui came to ask me for a consultation at the nunnery, and I ran into a few nuisances on the way back, so I taught them a lesson,” Gu Jiao said lightly.

Hearing that she was invited by the wife of Prince Rui to the nunnery, Xiao Liulang’s brows tightened, “Is it the nunnery near Puji Temple?”

“Yes.” Gu Jiao nodded.

Xiao Liulang then asked, “Did you go to see Madam Jing?”

“Yes.” Gu Jiao nodded again, didn’t ask him how he would know that Madam Jing was living in the nunnery.

Xiao Liulang suddenly fell silent.

Gu Jiao watched him, her wound really isn’t a problem…

Xiao Liulang finished applying the medicine for her last wound and said to her, “Don’t go to the nunnery for consultations in the future.”

“Why?” Gu Jiao didn’t understand.

Xiao Liulang pondered for a moment and said, “It’s best to have less contact with the royal family.”

Gu Jiao: “Oh.”

On the other hand, after Prince Ning finished visiting Madam Jing, he returned to the palace to report to the Emperor.

“Is Mother in a good condition?” the Emperor asked with a worried tone.

Prince Ning answered: “Upon hearing the news that you were assassinated, Madam was distressed for several days. Today, the third brother and sister went to visit her, and when she heard that you have recovered and returned to the palace, she has finally eased up.”

The Emperor let out a long sigh of relief: “I knew she would be worried. The third son and his wife are very considerate.”

Prince Ning began to speak: “Father, there is another matter.”

The Emperor turned to him: “What is it?”

Prince Ning respectfully announced, “The third brother and sister were attacked on their way back home.”

The Emperor’s eyebrows twitched slightly: “Was she injured?”

Prince Ning shook his head: “No, they were just startled. Both the third sister-in-law and the baby in her belly are safe.”

“The third son’s wife must be very lucky.” The Emperor sighed, thinking of Prince Ning’s wife who had a miscarriage not long ago.

The first, second, and third sons are all married, but none of them have given him a grandchild yet. Despite it’s unavoidable disappointment, there’s no use forcing issues involving offspring.

“Did you catch the assassin?” the Emperor asked in a deep voice.

Prince Ning said with a hint of shame, “We managed to catch a live one, but unfortunately, he committed suicide by poison before we could interrogate him.”

The Emperor pondered, “Investigate the hostage of the Chen Kingdom.”

Prince Ning seemed thoughtful, “Father, you suspect him? He just barely escaped suspicion for the previous assassination attempt, would he act so soon again?”

The Emperor responded, “He has a criminal past; his suspicion is great. Moreover, we didn’t get concrete evidence last time and only executed one of his aides. If he truly is the culprit this time, we cannot let him evade justice any longer!”

After hesitating for a moment, Prince Ning bowed his hand, “Yes, this son will investigate.”

After Prince Ning left the Imperial Study Room, the Emperor summoned Eunuch Wei.

Eunuch Wei’s left arm and neck were still bandaged, but he wasn’t one to be idle, hence came to work early in the morning.

He bowed, “Your Majesty.”

“I remember there’s still a thousand-year-old ginseng in the warehouse. Send someone to give it to Empress Jing to replenish her health.”

Eunuch Wei hesitated, “Your Majesty, the Dowager Empress is also ill. Don’t you think we should…”

The Emperor coldly interrupted him, “What do you mean? Sending the ginseng to her? Ha, half of Zhan Country is hers, the goods in her Longevity Palace – are they lacking a ginseng?”

Eunuch Wei replied with a sigh, “…Yes, this servant will fetch it and have someone send it directly to the Empress.”

The Emperor continued, “Additionally, call Eunuch He. Consecutive incidents have been occurring lately, and I worry that our adversaries will not let up, possibly targeting the Empress Dowager. I want to send a few hidden guards to her.”

Sigh.

If you were just half as attentive to the Empress Dowager as you are to Empress Jing, your relationship with the Dowager wouldn’t be what it is now.

In his early years, Eunuch Wei also held substantial prejudice against Empress Dowager Zhuang. However, during his recuperation days in Bishui Alley, he saw how Empress Dowager Zhuang got along with the young doctor’s family and the neighborhood. He even witnessed the care she provided the Emperor one night.

He felt that Empress Dowager Zhuang might not be as they had imagined.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that Empress Dowager Zhuang is a good person, but at least she isn’t that malicious.

There is indeed an irreconcilable contradiction between the Emperor and Empress Dowager Zhuang. As long as Empress Dowager Zhuang doesn’t give up interfering with governmental affairs, there can be no peace between her and the Emperor.

Eunuch Wei doesn’t necessarily think that the Emperor has to make peace with her to bring everything to a perfect ending, but…couldn’t the Emperor find a different way to deal with her?

The Empress Dowager is clearly soft-hearted!

Why can’t you coax her a bit, Your Majesty? Lower her guard, numb her feelings, and then catch her off guard! Isn’t that brilliant?

As a loyal servant, Eunuch Wei felt a need to share his master’s worries.

He took the thousand-year ginseng to Empress Jing from the warehouse and also a box of valuable snow lotus, although not a thousand years old, to Empress Dowager Zhuang. He said it was a token of filial love from the Emperor.

Gu Jiao, tired from a long day, slept soundly through the night.

Xiao Liulang wasn’t as fortunate. Though he was busy all day, something stirred restlessly in his heart.

Now that their lives had become less difficult, their original coarse curtain had been replaced by a gauzy one; it was quite ventilated.

Xiaojingkong, who was easily affected by the heat, was sleeping soundly.

Xiao Liulang tossed and turned and only managed to fall into a shallow sleep in the latter half of the night.

However, he soon had an indescribable dream.

Everything in the dream felt so real that it nearly killed him.

Yet he hadn’t experienced any of it in reality, so he didn’t know the method or the flavor, and it woke him up in a stupor.

Upon waking, Xiao Liulang secretly cursed himself, thinking how he could do such a thing to her in his dream…

Xiao Liulang got up and recited Buddhist scriptures until his emotions settled completely before returning to bed.

However, it was bound to be a night of frequent dreams.

He dreamed again, but he didn’t dream of Gu Jiao. Instead, he dreamed of his childhood.

In the dream, he was about the same age as Xiaojingkong, still a dot of a child, walking along a stony path, entering a courtyard full of blooming flowers.

Back then, he was too young to recognize people in the palace.

A gentle voice overhead asked, “Would you like some? It’s a delicious Chestnut Cake.”

He accepted a piece of Chestnut Cake. After eating half, his vision blurred, and he collapsed.

Xiao Liulang woke up with a start!

This was the memory of him being poisoned by Empress Zhuang when he was four years old. This memory had been blurred long ago, and he subconsciously would refuse anything made from chestnuts.

Perhaps it was the first dream that had stimulated his mind, dredging up memories that had been hidden since he was a small child.

He didn’t dream of the person’s face, but he saw their hand.

It was a left hand, with a mole on the wrist.

His godmother’s wrist doesn’t have a mole.

The person who poisoned him all those years ago was not Empress Dowager Zhuang!