The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 1623 - 781 Auntie Makes a Move (Second Release)

"Xiaojingkong!"

Not far away, Ye Qing stepped over, he looked at Taoist Priest Qingfeng, then at the small Xiaojingkong held up in the air by Qingfeng, and asked in confusion, "What happened here?"

Xiaojingkong explained, "Brother Ye Qing, I almost tripped just now, but brother Qingfeng saved me."

Ye Qing grew even more puzzled, "You know each other?"

Xiaojingkong said, "We just met!"

"I see." Ye Qing nodded understandingly, reached out his hand and took Xiaojingkong, "Thank you, Taoist Priest Qingfeng."

Having failed to recruit an apprentice, Qingfeng said no more and walked away without looking back. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

His temperament was somewhat unusual, but Ye Qing didn’t take it to heart. The road was muddy, so he carried Xiaojingkong back to Qilin Palace.

When Zhang Dequan finally caught up, Xiaojingkong was already bouncing off to find Gu Jiao.

Zhang Dequan went to visit Shangguan Yun, and learning that she was not benefiting at all, he sighed wistfully.

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Only after entering Gu Jiao’s room did Xiaojingkong realize that Aunt and Uncle had come.

His reaction couldn’t be said to resemble Xiao Hen’s; it was exactly the same, a completely stunned little chick.

"Little monk, come here." Empress Dowager Zhuang sat in a chair, calling out to Xiaojingkong.

"I am not a little monk anymore!" Xiaojingkong corrected, and patted the tuft of hair on his head with his small hands, "My hair is this long now."

Empress Dowager Zhuang snorted, "Hum, let me see."

Xiaojingkong ran over holding his book bag, stuck out his little head, and let his aunt admire his tuft of hair.

Empress Dowager Zhuang said, "Hmm, it does seem a bit longer." This was undeniable.

She took the book bag from his arms and placed it on the table.

He looked at the two of them in surprise and asked, "Aunt, Uncle, why did you come to such a far, far place?"

"To steal your food." Empress Dowager Zhuang said.

Xiaojingkong was on high alert, instantly pressing down on his small pouch, "I-I didn’t hide any food!"

Empress Dowager Zhuang: "..."

On his way here, Xiaojingkong had gotten tanned, but now he had mostly whitened up again, he looked healthier and was much stronger than back in Zhan Country.

He was indeed a sturdy little bull.

Empress Dowager Zhuang said nothing aloud, but her eyes flashed with a fleeting hint of satisfaction.

After a brief period of shock, Xiaojingkong swiftly returned to his chatterbox nature, jabbering away all evening.

Once again, Empress Dowager Zhuang was overwhelmed by the incessant prattle, leaning back in her chair with a look of despair.

The Old Sacrificial Wine tested Xiaojingkong’s academic progress, discovering that he had learned a lot of new knowledge in Yan Country and hadn’t forgotten his old learnings.

Among those who went to Yan Country, only Xiaojingkong had earnestly focused on studying.

Tonight, Xiaojingkong insisted on sleeping with Gu Jiao and his aunt, and Gu Jiao did not object.

In the dead of the night, the mysterious National Master Hall resembled a giant abyssal beast closing its sharp eyes.

Inside the mosquito net, there was an aroma of herbal liniment and golden wound medicine from Empress Dowager Zhuang.

Xiaojingkong lay sprawled out in the center, clutching his favorite little golden abacus, his small mouth emitting steady breaths.

Gu Jiao pulled a small cloth over his little tummy and was about to close her eyes when she heard Empress Dowager Zhuang, lying on the outer side, drowsily ask, "Is Gu Yan really cured?"

Gu Jiao softly replied, "Yes, the surgery was very successful, he’ll live like a normal person from now on."

"Hmm." Empress Dowager Zhuang turned over.

After a while, she murmured again, "Has Xiaoshun grown taller?"

"Yes, quite a bit taller. Once things quiet down a bit here, I’ll bring them over."

"...Hmm."

Empress Dowager Zhuang responded vaguely, finally falling into a deep sleep.

...

Meanwhile, after Imperial concubine Han had embarrassed herself outside the sleeping palace, she returned to her room and sulked for quite some time.

It wasn’t until midnight that she finally reconciled with her temper.

Xu Gao breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Highness."

Imperial concubine Han’s anger faded, and her expression became calm for a long time, "I’m fine, you may leave."

"Does Your Highness need us to do anything over there?"

By "over there," Xu Gao naturally referred to their spies in Qilin Palace.

Imperial concubine Han sighed, "No, it’s just a child, there’s no need to make a mountain out of a molehill. Stick to the original plan, and don’t act rashly."

Hearing Imperial concubine Han say this, Xu Gao finally felt a weight lift from his heart, "Small patience brings great strategy, Your Highness is wise."

This praise was sincere.

Imperial concubine Han was someone who easily got angry, but her temper also dissipated quickly. Once the storm of rage had passed, she wouldn’t keep brooding over it.

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