The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1394 - 1394 676 Beating Up (Second Update)

Chapter 1394: 676 Beating Up (Second Update) Chapter 1394: 676 Beating Up (Second Update) In a private room of a tea house, three scholars were savoring tea and composing poetry.

Suddenly, one of them put down his brush and said with a puzzled expression, “Did you guys hear a very strange noise?”

His companion opposite commented, “No, what noise?”

The one sitting next to him listened carefully and frowned, “It seems there is one.”

He quickly added, “Right? You heard it too?”

The previously unconcerned scholar also widened his eyes, “I, I heard it too!”

Soon, all three of them didn’t just hear it, they felt it through and through.

Sitting cross-legged on the cushions, the floor shook intermittently, and the four treasures of the study on the table trembled.

“Is someone hammering the ground below us?”

“Or is it that the earth dragon is turning over?”

With a loud ‘duang’, all the inkstones on the table fell to the ground!

The trio huddled together in fright!

This punch was for Mu Chuan’s arm!

This punch was for Mu Qingchen’s internal injuries.

And this punch was for the hand injuries of Zhao Wei and Yuan Xiao.

Gu Jiao, clutching a large hemp sack, Duang——Duang——Duang, pummeled from the east end of the alley to the west end, and then back from the west end to the east.

The consciousness of the Heir of the Han Family was actually clear; it just had to be said that his constitution and martial prowess were really too formidable. If they hadn’t used some tricks, they really couldn’t have subdued him.

Gu Jiao really wanted to slaughter him with a single cut, but before she could draw her sword, the Han Family’s experts had already arrived.

Gu Jiao sensed the presence of the loyal bodyguards, more than one, and all stronger than the Sky Wolf.

Uh, I can’t beat them.

Gentlemen can wait ten years to fight.

Gu Jiao decisively kept the hemp sack and scurried away with a whoosh!

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Xiao Hen came out of Yuebin Building.

His carriage stopped in the alley diagonally opposite.

The coachman was a servant bought after his arrival in Shengdu; loyal to him and trustworthy.

He had just seated himself when Gu Jiao flashed into the carriage, gasping in short breaths, “Huff~”

It was evident just how fast she had been running.

“What happened?” Xiao Hen asked, “Did something happen? Or were you discovered?”

Gu Jiao thought for a moment and shook her head, “Hmm, not discovered.”

“Did the Han Family send out a skilled fighter?” Xiao Hen speculated.

Gu Jiao counted on her fingers and said earnestly, “Skilled or not doesn’t matter, the main issue is that there weren’t enough sacks to cover them all.”

Xiao Hen: “…”

“I’ll take you to the southern city gate,” Xiao Hen offered.

“No need, I’ll go by myself,” Gu Jiao declined, unsure if the Heir would suspect her involvement and not wanting to expose Xiao Hen as a result.

Understanding her reasoning, Xiao Hen reassured, “Don’t worry, he won’t suspect you.”

Although Gu Jiao had issues with Han Che, letting the Heir guess that today’s incident was her doing would be beyond his imagination.

Gu Jiao was bold, but the Heir would never expect her audacity to extend so far.

Gu Jiao was skilled, but again, the Heir would never expect she was that skilled.

And there were two more crucial points: the black fire bead and her identity as a person from a lower-ranked country.

The black fire bead was an object only possessed by the royal family and top-tier noble houses of Yan Country; in everyone’s eyes, it couldn’t possibly end up in the hands of someone from a lower-ranked country.

The identity of a person from a lower-ranked country was a double-edged sword, burdened with much unfairness, yet also provided a natural Blinding Technique.

“How is it going with the Prince of Ming?” Gu Jiao inquired.

“He’s drunk, resting in the restaurant,” Xiao Hen replied.

The Prince of Ming thought he could take advantage of the situation to win over a beauty, but after Xiao Hen poured him a cup of liquor, he was immediately knocked out.

This was his own drunkenness; the Jin Yi Guards could not blame Xiao Hen.

Xiao Hen casually left behind some scribbles that looked like a ruined painting of a small clear sky, and left openly and upright.

Gu Jiao removed the mask from her face and took off the black clothes, changing back into the uniform of Tianqiong Academy.

Xiao Hen gentlemanly turned his face away, looking elsewhere.

After Gu Jiao finished changing, she stared at him for two seconds and said, “Why is your face red again? I was just changing my outer garment.”

Xiao Hen cleared his throat and said with gravity, “It’s hot.”

…

Xiao Hen escorted Gu Jiao all the way to the vicinity of the southern inner city gate.

Gu Jiao didn’t have an inner city pass, and Xiao Hen was about to offer his, but then they saw people from Tianqiong Academy.

They were actually all waiting for her.

It appeared that she had made a few true friends at the academy.

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Xiao Hen patted the top of her head, “Go ahead.”

“Okay.”

Gu Jiao dismounted the carriage and quickly rode her horse to the Tea Shed near the city gate, where Dean Cen and others were waiting.

Seeing Gu Jiao arrive, Dean Cen felt relieved.

Just now, he couldn’t help but feel anxious, fearing that the youngster had gotten into some kind of trouble again.

It wasn’t without reason; after all, Tianqiong Academy had been open for so many years, and this youngster was the only one who had been reprimanded twice within ten days of the start of school.

“Is everything taken care of?” Dean Cen didn’t ask what Gu Jiao had gone to do, as students were entitled to their privacy, as long as they didn’t break any laws or school rules.

Gu Jiao, who had just returned from breaking rules and laws, said with remarkable calm, “All done.”

“Eat something before we go back.” Dean Cen had originally planned to eat back at the Academy since the cafeteria was cheaper than outside, as a way to save money.

But now everyone seemed famished, so they decided to eat first.

The group found a noodle shop nearby and had lunch.

During the meal, nobody came to seal off the city, indicating the Han Family really hadn’t implicated them.

Gu Jiao happily mounted her horse.

Yuan Xiao glanced at her and said, “Sixth Brother, you seem so refreshed. Did you just, you know…?”

Gu Jiao asked, puzzled, “What ‘you know’?”

Yuan Xiao looked around and lowered his voice, “You know, that.”

“Which ‘that’?” Gu Jiao still didn’t understand.

Zhao Wei stated bluntly, “Visiting a Brothel, with a girl! Men look just like you do after they’ve had their fun!”

Gu Jiao thought for a moment, “Hmm, it was rather enjoyable.”

Yuan Xiao, who had asked the question casually, didn’t expect Gu Jiao to actually admit it.

He was shaken.

So you really went to a Brothel? How could you? To have fun with girls without us! That’s so disloyal! Are we even brothers anymore!

Yuan Xiao gritted his teeth and whispered, “Take me with you next time!”

Zhao Wei coughed lightly and added, “And… take me with you.”

…

Gu Yan and Xiaoshun did not go to watch the competition today, not because they didn’t want to, nor because Gu Yan’s health didn’t allow it, but because Madam Nan had once again poisoned herself while making poison, and Master Lu had gone to fight with King Horse and ended up getting himself crippled again.

And it was a serious injury, so the two brothers stayed behind to take care of them, mainly Xiao Shun taking care of them, while Gu Yan was responsible for sunbathing and drinking tea with Old Meng.

Of course, he also played a game of chess with Old Meng occasionally.

Gu Yan enjoyed chess.

However, his skills were far inferior to Gu Jiao’s, which made Old Meng struggle greatly.

But Gu Jiao had said that if Old Meng played a game of chess with Gu Yan, she would play a game with Old Meng when she came back.

For the chance to play chess with Gu Jiao, Old Meng was willing to go through great lengths.

Gu Yan’s chess skills were terrible from start to finish.

Old Meng finally couldn’t bear it any longer and said in exasperation, “Why did you place it here again? Haven’t I taught you several times that under these circumstances you should play at grid seven-ten-six? Your skills are so poor they’re comparable to Xuanyuan Sheng’s!”

Gu Yan had heard this name many times; every time the old man criticized his poor chess skills, he would berate Xuanyuan Sheng verbally.

“Who is Xuanyuan Sheng?” he asked.

Old Meng waved his hand, “Someone who shouldn’t be mentioned.”

Gu Yan raised an eyebrow, “Then why do you keep mentioning him?”

Old Meng was taken aback, “I… I’m doing it… to confuse you with anger?”

Gu Yan was at a rebellious age, so the more he was told not to mention something, the more curious he became.

He asked, “That Xuanyuan whatever, does he also play chess like me?”

Kid, do you have some misunderstanding about the phrase ‘can play chess’?

“Sigh,” Old Meng actually had a lot on his mind which he couldn’t discuss with others in Shengdu. Ironically, it was this brief encounter that became the only place where he could speak his mind freely.

He said, “I taught that kid chess for a few days and he almost drove me to my grave, dumber than you are.”

Gu Yan scowled, “I’ll tell my sister you’re calling me stupid.”

Old Meng protested: No tattling!

That girl deducts from my chess score!

In an effort to swallow his pride, Old Meng said, “He, he, he… he’s the dumb one! You’re smart!”

Only then did Gu Yan feel satisfied and asked again, “Is his surname the Remain leftover or the Magnificence of flourishing?”

“Neither,” Old Meng said, dipping his fingertip in water to write on the stone table, “It’s this Sheng.”

Gu Yan said, “Oh.”

Old Meng continued, “He wasn’t named this from early on; he was Xuanyuan Hao. As a child, he fell into water several times, and they sought divination from the National Master Hall, which claimed that he and water clashed. They advised him to change to a fiery name, so he was named Xuanyuan Sheng.”

As he reminisced about the past, a touch of melancholy appeared in Old Meng’s eyes.

The melancholy, however, did not last long, as King Horse came over with the reins in his mouth.

He disdainfully threw the reins onto Old Meng.

It was time to walk the old man again!

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