The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1370 - 1370 666 Second Watch_2

Chapter 1370: 666 Second Watch_2 Chapter 1370: 666 Second Watch_2 “`

Even though I couldn’t actually attend classes, I still had to make an appearance, so as not to disappoint the children.

“Then I’ll drive you there,” Gu Xiaoshun said.

Ever since learning that Mama was only two and a half years old, the family rarely let it pull the carriage, usually just having it turn the millstone.

Fortunately, there was another horse at home.

Gu Xiaoshun led the horse out and harnessed it to the carriage.

After that, he went inside to grab a cloak and a straw coat. When he came out, the horse pulling the carriage had changed to Mama, and the other horse stood at a distance, in the alleyway.

Gu Xiaoshun scratched his head in astonishment, “What’s going on? Who switched them? Why is it you?”

He removed the shafts from Mama, led her back inside, and then brought the other horse out to harness it.

“Xiaoshun, have some food before you go!”

Mrs. Nan called out to him from inside the house.

“Just give me a couple of steamed buns to take with me!” Gu Xiaoshun hurried into the house.

By the time he came out clutching the steamed buns, Mama was once again pulling the carriage!

“No, this…”

Gu Xiaoshun was completely baffled, “Sister!”

Gu Jiao came outside, looked at Mama, then at the other horse that Mama had frightened, and said, “Come here.”

Mama didn’t move.

That meant it was determined to go out.

Gu Xiaoshun said, “Sister.”

Gu Jiao replied, “Never mind, go back inside. I’ll go by myself.”

“Oh,” Gu Xiaoshun scratched his head and turned to go back inside, “…Actually, I’m not that heavy.”

Gu Jiao climbed into the carriage, and with a whoosh, Mama sped off with the carriage leaving a cloud of dust in its wake!

Mama was fast, and Gu Jiao didn’t get caught in the rain on the road. It was only after entering the residence that the heavy rain began to fall.

The heavy rain showed no signs of weakening as it poured incessantly.

Gu Chengfeng took shelter under a large tree for a while, but he inevitably got discovered.

He had no idea how they found him, as he was sure he hadn’t given himself away.

There were four officials, each skilled in martial arts. In the past, Gu Chengfeng would have found them manageable, but with a painful wound on his leg, he managed to escape from their grasp only by sustaining a minor injury.

The four officials lay severely wounded on the ground, unable to follow him immediately.

The real fear was that a second wave of officials would come after him.

To Gu Chengfeng, capturing a mere slave seemed unnecessary, yet he understood that they were enforcing not just the capture of a slave, but the rules.

If everyone did as he did and simply walked away, who would remain loyal and toil in the mines?

They wanted to catch him to make an example out of him by killing him.

Gu Chengfeng followed the Official Road he had taken before, not knowing how long he had walked until he finally reached a bustling street.

The prosperity of Shengdu was incomparable to that of Zhaodu. Even with the heavy rain pouring down, there were still numerous street vendors on either side of the road, and the Shops were bustling with customers.

Gu Chengfeng, braving the rain, trudged along the wet street, his footsteps uneven.

His head was in pain, and he felt somewhat chilly.

Suddenly, he was bumped into by a man coming in the opposite direction.

The man cursed loudly, “Don’t you watch where you’re going?”

Gu Chengfeng ignored him.

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It didn’t matter; he couldn’t understand anyway.

On his way to Shengdu, he was held with a group of slaves from a lower country and didn’t have many opportunities to learn the language of Yan Country.

After a while, his head felt like it was splitting open, his brain muddled and foggy.

Based on his past experiences with illness, he must have been running a high fever.

He found an empty spot under the eaves of a house and sat down against the cold wall.

“Hey! Get lost!” a beggar nearby cursed, “This is my turf!”

Gu Chengfeng glanced at him but couldn’t be bothered to move.

However, the beggar pointed at the branding on the outside of Gu Chengfeng’s right calf with his stick, “So you’re a slave, eh? And you dare to fight me for my spot!”

In Yan Country, the status of slaves was even lower than that of beggars; they were not people but commodities, cats and dogs.

Gu Chengfeng couldn’t understand what he was saying; he was too exhausted and just wanted to lean against something for a short while.

He didn’t want to cause trouble.

But the man was really noisy and even hit him with a stick.

With just a flick of his fingers, Gu Chengfeng could have killed him, but he was only an old, crippled beggar after all.

Why bother quarreling with such a person?

The old Gu Chengfeng would have cared.

But now he wouldn’t.

After enduring much more injustice and abuse, this unfriendliness was not worth mentioning.

Gu Chengfeng couldn’t stand the noise anymore and dragged his weary body away.

He collapsed in an alley full of stagnant water.

Nobody passing by the entrance of the alley noticed a person lying unconscious here.

Finally, a carriage stopped nearby, and a middle-aged woman dressed in flashy and flamboyant clothes, followed by a little maid with a flirtatious air, made their way into the Rouge Shop next door.

When the two came out of the Rouge Shop, the maid inadvertently caught a glimpse of the figure on the ground, “Mama, there’s someone over there!”

In Yan Country, the only ones called “Mama” were the brothel madams.

The middle-aged woman scolded her, “How many times have I told you, we’re not a brothel anymore! We’ve changed to a Theater! Call me ‘Madame’! ‘Madame’!”

“Yes, Madame!” the maid quickly corrected herself, thinking that Theaters and brothels weren’t that different.

“Alive or dead?” The middle-aged woman looked toward the person in the alley, and Gu Chengfeng lay on the ground, tall and slender, his exposed arm delicate and finely boned.

“Oh, he’s somewhat good-looking.”

The middle-aged woman and the maid walked over with umbrellas in hand.

The maid knelt down and touched his neck, “He’s still breathing. Huh? It seems like he’s talking.”

She leaned her ear closer to listen.

“What is he saying?” the middle-aged woman asked.

“It seems he’s not from Shengdu; he speaks Yan language so strangely…” The maid listened closely for a while and finally made out a few words, “He says, Tianqiong Academy. Madame, could he be a student from Tianqiong Academy?”

The middle-aged woman glanced at the bedraggled Gu Chengfeng, “Have you ever seen a student from Tianqiong Academy dressed like this?”

The maid replied, “That’s true.”

The experienced middle-aged woman lifted Gu Chengfeng’s trouser leg with her foot, spotted the branding, and sneered coldly, “Turns out he’s just a slave. Let’s take him.”

Gu Chengfeng was hoisted into the carriage by the maid and the coachman and thrown onto the cold carriage floor.

The maid pushed the curtain aside and looked curiously at another carriage coming toward them without a coachman, “Madame, look, that carriage has no driver!”

The middle-aged woman wiped the droplets of water off herself with a handkerchief, “Their horse is well-trained; what’s so strange about that?”

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