The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1301 - 1301 632 Xiao Jing Kong is here (Second Update)_3

Chapter 1301: 632 Xiao Jing Kong is here! (Second Update)_3 Chapter 1301: 632 Xiao Jing Kong is here! (Second Update)_3 The way everyone looked at Gu Jiao had changed from before—full of admiration and even a touch of closeness.

Zhou Tong kept sneaking glances at her.

“What’s up?” Gu Jiao got annoyed from being stared at.

With one small glance from her, Zhou Tong’s heart nearly leaped out of his throat.

But thinking of what happened in the alley, Zhou Tong felt he shouldn’t be so afraid, “Tha-thank you! And, sorry!”

Gu Jiao said, “Why do you keep apologizing to people?”

Zhou Tong chuckled awkwardly, “I… The apologies to them were forced; it wasn’t me who tripped them, he deliberately stuck his foot out to trip me—they from the Wuyue Academy love to bully us.” Realizing he was getting off track, he quickly got back to the point, “The reason I’m apologizing to you is because… I misunderstood you…”

He thought she was like those violent and overbearing Wuju students from Wuyue Academy, but he was proven wrong.

Her martial arts were not for bullying people.

“You… you don’t actually like to fight, do you? You took on the Horse King yesterday to save Miss Su, and today you beat them up to protect us? Brother Xiao, you’re a kind-hearted good person!”

Suddenly receiving a ‘good person card,’ Gu Jiao: “…”

After a delay in the alley, by the time Gu Jiao and her group arrived at the Xianluan Pavilion, the game was over, and Mr. Meng had already left in a horse-drawn carriage.

Zhong Ding, thinking of his missed opportunity to meet Mr. Meng, couldn’t help but burst into tears: “I didn’t get to see Mr. Meng; it’s so tragic! That was the closest I ever got to Mr. Meng! I’ll never have another chance in my life! Wah wah wah!”

Gu Jiao didn’t care about Mr. Meng; she was there to find Mu Qingchen.

However, Mu Qingchen had also gone back to the inner city.

Gu Jiao suddenly remembered something: “We’ll get penalized for skipping classes, why won’t Mu Qingchen?”

Does this guy have some special skill for skipping classes or what?

Zhong Ding enviously said: “Even though he rarely comes to class, he always gets first place in the exams. Just like that, they dare penalize him? After three penalties you’re expelled from the Academy. Such a promising student, do you expel him or not? So, the Principal granted him permission to study at home.”

Gu Jiao asked, “Don’t the other students have any objections?”

Zhong Ding sighed, “If they have objections, they can challenge Mu Qingchen to a test, but so far, no one has outperformed him.”

Gu Jiao stroked her chin: “Is he that impressive?”

Zhong Ding, wiping away his tears, said, “But I heard he isn’t going back to study this time; there’s some family matter that requires him to leave Shengdu temporarily.”

Gu Jiao was astonished: “So, are you saying I won’t see him for a good while?”

Then how was she supposed to get into the National Master Hall?

The night was dark and the wind high.

In a corner of a women’s Academy in the inner city, within a modest yet luxurious courtyard, a little black figure blending almost entirely with the night, hugged a tiny bundle and sneakily ran out.

The wicked brother-in-law was off to bathe.

He was going to take the opportunity to slip away!

He was going to find Jiaojiao!

The little black child wriggled through dog holes, climbed trees, scaled walls, jumped from tree to tree, and climbed down again, completing all the actions in one smooth sequence!

Finally, he was out of the Academy!

He stood under the vast sky, on the tranquil streets!

Jiaojiao, your most beloved little man is here!

Smack!

The little black child fell over, crashing face-first into a big sprawl.

“Ei——”

A horse-drawn carriage rushed forward, nearly running over him if not for spotting the bundle. The driver quickly reined in the horses to a halt.

“What happened?” asked the person inside the carriage.

“Master, there’s… there’s a child.” It took the driver a good while to notice there was a child under that bundle, mainly because it was so dark.

“Check on him,” said the person in the carriage.

“Yes.”

The driver jumped down from the carriage and walked towards the child.

As he crouched down, wondering whether the child was unconscious or dead, the child suddenly lifted his head with a whoosh!

“Mommy!”

The driver was so frightened that he ran three yards away!

Hearing the commotion, the person inside the carriage lifted the curtain and asked, “What’s the matter?”

The little black child got up from the ground, picked up the small bundle, and held it to his chest, looking up at the carriage and cutely asked the old Mr. Meng, “Grandpa, can you take me to find Jiaojiao?”