The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 688 - 688 325 Slapping Face (two more updates)

Chapter 688: 325 Slapping Face (two more updates) Chapter 688: 325 Slapping Face (two more updates) The Capital City gradually entered the height of summer, scorching from early morning.

Today, Guozijian had classes with Qinghe Academy, and both Xiao Jietan and Gu Xiaoshun got up early, while Gu Yan, as always, lingered in his bedchamber.

He had the habit of lingering in bed and also a very strong aura when waking up; no one but Gu Jiao could wake him up cheerfully.

But today, Gu Jiao didn’t call him!

He woke up on his own!

It was the heat that awakened him.

That wasn’t the point, though. The point was, after he woke up, he lay sprawled out on his bed, waiting for Gu Jiao to come and call him. But no matter how long he waited, even until the flowers wilted, only Gu Xiaoshun came.

Gu Xiaoshun pushed open the door and said oddly, “Aren’t you getting up yet? Breakfast is ready, don’t be late!”

Gu Yan was not happy.

Gu Yan turned over resentfully and muttered, “Where’s sister? Did she go out to see patients?”

Gu Xiaoshun pointed towards the courtyard and said, “Oh no, she’s over there.”

“Hmm?” Gu Yan quickly sat up, got off the bed, slipped on his shoes, and went to the door to look in the direction Gu Xiaoshun pointed.

But what did he see?

Gu Jiao was talking with Xiao Liulang in the courtyard. She tilted her head slightly, with the morning light gently shinin. Her eyes were bright, the corners of her lips curved up, and though he didn’t know what they were saying, her eyes were smiling like crescent moons.

So, was it that she forgot to wake him because she was talking with her brother-in-law?

Gu Yan felt awfully sour inside.

However, it got even worse.

Today, Gu Jiao was in a good mood and cooked a big table full of delicious dishes, all Xiao Liulang’s favorites!

Xiao Liulang had recently developed a preference for spicy foods. Actually, Xiao Jietan and the others also loved spicy food, but they preferred sharply spicy or sourly spicy flavors.

The three of them felt numb and lifeless from the spiciness, slumping soullessly in their chairs.

Gu Yan was angry, and the consequences were dire!

He snorted, “I want bean curd! The salted kind!”

There was no bean curd at home, but there was some at the marketplace.

It was still early, and the marketplace wasn’t far away.

A quarter of an hour later, Gu Jiao brought back the salted tofu pudding.

Then Gu Yan looked forward expectantly as Gu Jiao walked past him with the salted tofu pudding…

Gu Jiao brought the bean curd into Xiao Liulang’s study room, her eyes sparkling as she offered it to him: “Your bean curd.”

Xiao Liulang: “Uh…”

I didn’t ask for bean curd.

Gu Yan stood outside the study, and his fur practically exploded!

It was me! It was me! It was me who wanted the bean curd!!!

Ah!

So angry!

In a dim room, with all doors and windows closed tight and all curtains drawn, only a thin stream of light pierced through the gaps in the curtains.

A small figure stood in the endless dimness, with a sharp gaze and a powerful and imposing aura.

“You must have seen it, the current situation has become very serious, the enemy is very strong, having already taken half of our territory. Do you still want to continue fighting me?”

The small figure said heavily.

In front of him stood a tall and graceful figure against the light.

His aura was not weak, filling the cramped space with an endless chill and a deadly air.

“What do you want to do?” he asked.

The small figure replied, “Naturally, we put aside our differences for now and join hands to repel the enemy. Otherwise, in a few days, she will no longer have a place for us in her heart.”

He nodded, “Alright, I agree.”

“Words alone are not enough, we need it in writing.” The small figure said, then took out paper and pen, quickly drafting a contract, and produced some prepared ink pads, “Sign here, and put your stamp.”

The other party signed.

The small figure looked at his signature, extremely agitated, and his voice suddenly rose, “Why is your handwriting still so ugly!”

Gu Yan cleared his throat and said, “What does ugly handwriting matter? Don’t you want the alliance any longer?”

After thinking about it, Xiao Jietan nodded seriously, “I do!”

Two little “rivals” who’d fought from the countryside to the Capital City finally formed an alliance against their sister’s husband under Xiao Liulang’s repeated provocations—a coalition for justice against the brother-in-law!

After breakfast, Gu Jiao took Xiao Jietan to Guozijian for school, while Gu Yan went to Qinghe Academy, and Xiao Liulang to Hanlin Academy.

Master Zhuang left the morning court session and happened to meet the Prince of An on the way, offering him a ride to Hanlin Academy.

Coincidentally, Master Zhuang’s carriage encountered Xiao Liulang at the gates of Hanlin Academy.

Though Master Zhuang did not alight from his carriage, the Prince of An did, and the curtains were opened by the coachman, allowing Xiao Liulang and the officials about to enter Hanlin Academy to see him.

Everyone bowed to him, and Xiao Liulang also gave a respectful hand gesture.

Yang, the Academy Reader, had been home recuperating from an injury for quite some time; today he finally came to serve his duty. Hearing the commotion at the gate, he quickly set aside his official duties and came to greet Master Zhuang.

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