The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 1657 - 801 first watch

In the dead of night, a sudden thunderclap echoed through Shengdu of Yan Country.

The Little Princess had eaten too many grapes before bed and was woken up by the urge to pee in the middle of the night.

She opened her eyes and said, "Mama, I need to pee."

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She lay in her little bed for a while, but she couldn’t hold it anymore. She had to get up by herself.

The Little Princess was a very disciplined young lady. She hadn’t wet the bed since she was two years old and decided to go pee by herself.

But the flashes of lightning and thunder outside made her a little scared.

"Uncle, Uncle."

She called out twice while sitting under her tiny mosquito net, but still, no one answered her.

She really, really couldn’t hold it any longer.

Her little face scrunched up as she tried hard to hold in her pee. She slid off the bed, walking barefoot on the floor, calling out, "Eunuch Zhang..."

The people in the Sleeping Palace seemed to have all run out. The Grand Hall, lit sporadically by flashes of lightning, was left with just her, standing alone on the floor, like a pitiful little doll.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in a Dragon Robe walked in from the entrance.

He walked against the moonlight, looking eerie under the sudden flashes of lightning.

To the Little Princess, her towering uncle was intimidating, and she shivered in fear.

... She peed.

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During the night, there was a thunderstorm, making the early morning weather much cooler.

Xiaojing had not officially moved into the Duke Residence, only coming over occasionally. He didn’t come last night.

The grandaunt and Gu Yan were sleeping in late as usual in their rooms. Gu Xiaoshun and Master Lu had woken up early to practice woodworking. Gu Xiaoshun had an amazing talent, and Master Lu was no longer content to teach him simple craftsman skills, now slowly introducing him to various mechanical techniques.

Trustworthy servants were looking after the Courtyard, so Madam Nan did not need to cook. She had gone out early to gather herbs.

The Duke came over to have breakfast with Gu Jiao, Gu Xiaoshun, and Master Lu.

Recently, people had been trying to pry information from the servants in the Duke Residence, and some unknown individuals had been lurking around the entrance, possibly because news had leaked from Miao Ruoxin, arousing the Han Family’s suspicion.

Manager Zheng was well-prepared, instructing the people under him to take money from the Han Family while feeding them false information.

"The Duke has taken in several performers... They sing every day in the back courtyard."

"I think, our Duke’s reputation might be at stake."

The Duke knew nothing about this.

It was all Manager Zheng’s swift action. Anyway, the Duke had said, as long as you can fool the Han Family, you have free rein.

After breakfast, the Duke accompanied Gu Jiao to the gate, as usual. Of course, it was still Gu Jiao pushing his wheelchair.

Since moving into the Duke Residence, his rehabilitation had intensified, greatly improving his arm and body flexibility. He used to only be able to lift his wrist, now he could lift his whole arm slightly.

His legs also gained some strength. Although he couldn’t stand, he could slightly move them while sitting or lying down.

Moreover, his vocal cords finally started to produce some sound. Although it was only one syllable, it was a huge improvement.

Father and daughter arrived at the gate.

Gu Jiao grabbed the reins on her horse Black Wind King and said to the Duke, "Godfather, I’m off to the Military Camp."

The Duke: "Ah." Good. Take care on the road.

Gu Jiao mounted the horse and was about to gallop off when she saw a disheveled figure stumbling towards her.

Several of the Duke Residence’s guards quickly stood protectively between Gu Jiao and the Duke.

"It’s... It’s me..."

The person was so exhausted that they fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Eunuch Zhang?" Gu Jiao recognized him, quickly dismounted, approached him, and squatted down to ask, "What happened to you?"

Zhang Dequan was disheveled, his clothes in disarray, and he had lost one of his shoes.

He had almost no strength left, clutching Gu Jiao’s wrist with sheer determination, "Lord Xiao... Quick... Quickly tell... the Third Princess... and Your Highness Changsun... His Majesty, he... is in trouble..."

Last night, the King had entered the Cold Palace to see Consort Han, concerning a secret about Empress Xuanyuan. Zhang Dequan didn’t dare eavesdrop and waited outside in the Courtyard.

He didn’t know what they talked about; he just felt that the King had been inside for too long. Knowing the King, he had no feelings for Consort Han, so he should have come out after asking his questions.

What was going on?

He muttered to himself, stealing a timid glance inside.

That glance saved his life!

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