The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 806 - 806 Princess 375 (second update)

Chapter 806: Princess 375 (second update) Chapter 806: Princess 375 (second update) Imperial Consort Jing squeezed the imperial edict in her hand with a frosty expression.

Nanny Cai grabbed her arm and knelt down with a thud, her face turning deathly pale with fear as her voice trembled, “Your Highness! This servant kneels before you! Please don’t be rash! His Majesty is just momentarily bewitched! After some time… after some time, His Majesty will come to his senses!”

Of course, these words were merely a form of consolation, but other than that, Nanny Cai could not think of any other solution.

“This servant implores you, put the imperial edict back… please put it back, won’t you…”

“You have not only His Majesty, but also Princess Ning An… Don’t be impulsive… Think about the princess…”

Imperial Consort Jing murmured distantly, “Ning An will never come back in this lifetime… she’ll never return…”

“That’s not true!” Nanny Cai choked and shook her head, “The Empress Dowager only said that if the princess dared to marry, she could never return just in a fit of anger. The Empress Dowager loves the princess so dearly, how could she turn her away if the princess really wished to return?”

Imperial Consort Jing murmured, “Can Ning An really come back?”

“Yes… yes!” Nanny Cai, seeing Imperial Consort Jing’s somewhat vacant expression, stood up quietly, carefully reached out to grasp one end of the imperial edict, “Your Highness, give the edict to this servant… this servant will keep it safe for you… Soon this servant will grind your ink… and you can send a family letter to the princess, just to say you miss her…”

Imperial Consort Jing looked bewildered, “Write a letter to Ning An…”

Nanny Cai slowly drew the edict from her hand, “Yes! Yes, Your Highness! Write a letter to Princess Ning An! You haven’t written your monthly family letter yet!”

In the end, Imperial Consort Jing did not resist, and her hand fell away.

Nanny Cai took full possession of the edict, let out a long sigh of relief, and hastily hid the edict in another secret compartment.

The previous secret compartment had already been exposed; the current one was beneath the floor.

Worried that Imperial Consort Jing might change her mind, Nanny Cai swiftly went to fetch ink, paper, brush, and inkstone from the study room, “Come, Your Highness! Let’s write to the princess!”

No matter what, they needed to divert the Consort’s attention first!

Imperial Consort Jing faintly lifted the brush.

In the unseen night, she closed her eyes and a tear slipped down.

…

Xiao Liulang had gone to the countryside, Xiao Jingkong to Xu Zhuzhu’s residence, and Gu Yan along with Gu Xiaoshun had gone to study arts. Gu Jiao thought that such a perfect opportunity could not pass without stirring things up in secret.

She snuck into the Marquis Residence of Ding’an.

The Marquis Residence of Ding’an was as tranquil as ever. Gu Chenglin had been somewhat rowdy, but his feet had almost broke from walking back from the countryside to the Capital City without a carriage, and he had fallen ill upon returning home.

Today, Gu Chenglin was tending to his ill father in the latter’s courtyard.

This happened to make it convenient for Gu Jiao, since Gu Chenglin and Gu Chengfeng shared a courtyard, and one less person to watch things was definitely not a bad thing.

Gu Jiao entered Gu Chengfeng’s courtyard as if it was her own.

Gu Chengfeng was soaking in a bath, while singing opera in the tub.

Gu Jiao did not understand opera, but she inexplicably found his singing rather pleasant to the ear.

“Eee~ Eee~ Eee~ Eee~ Eee~ as geese fly high above the empty sky~ your servant’s voice and shadow fall upon the painted screen~”

Gu Chengfeng was completely absorbed in his singing, the melody was melodious and his hand gestures full of grace.

“You can also sing in a female voice?” Gu Jiao bent down and asked him, looking into his ear.

Her tone was so casual it was as if she was greeting an acquaintance on the Avenue, but the reality was that Gu Chengfeng was in his own house, bathing, singing opera, and without a stitch on!

He had chosen this specific time when Gu Chenglin was not in the courtyard, and had dismissed all his servants to maintain privacy.

So, he had not anticipated any disturbance at all.

To call it a disturbance was an understatement; this was utterly a shock, for heaven’s sake!

Gu Chengfeng plunged headfirst into the water with a splash, almost drowning himself in the process!

By the time he propped himself up on the edge of the tub, he had swallowed several mouthfuls of his own bathwater!

He grabbed a towel hanging over the edge of the tub to cover his unmentionables, completely panicked, “Why are you here in the middle of the night! And specifically when I’m taking a bath! Do you have some kind of weird fetish?”

The last time was in the latrine, and now in the bath—all this made Gu Chengfeng seriously suspect she was doing it on purpose!

Gu Jiao spread her hands, “I didn’t know the person singing was you. Who told you to sing opera while bathing, and even in a female voice at that.”

Gu Chengfeng’s face turned red, “Whether it’s the male or female role, I sing what comes next in the opera! Do you even understand that?”

“I don’t,” Gu Jiao stated bluntly.