The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 849 - 849 Possession ( 1)_3

Chapter 849: Possession (Chapter 1)_3 Chapter 849: Possession (Chapter 1)_3 Eunuch Wei muttered, “Tch, use the ruthless spirit you had towards the Empress Dowager back then!”

“What did you say?” the Emperor turned to him.

Eunuch Wei was startled and covered his mouth, “It’s nothing.”

Blabbed again, damn!

The Emperor gave him a look and said, “What do you think I’m having He San guard the Nunnery for?”

Eunuch Wei paused, “Your Majesty is…?”

The Emperor’s expression was complex as he said, “I want to know whether it’s been her plotting all these years alone, or if there are any co-conspirators. We need to catch them all in one sweep.”

The feelings for Consort Jing couldn’t possibly fade in just a few days; speaking of Consort Jing still pained the Emperor, yet he no longer harbored any sympathy for her.

Some beliefs collapse overnight, never to build high walls again.

The Emperor said in a heavy voice, “Also keep an eye on Marquis Yong’an’s mansion.”

Marquis Yong’an’s mansion was Consort Jing’s maiden home. The Emperor wasn’t very suspicious of them; the offspring of Marquis Yong’an’s mansion were all incapable, including Marquis Yong’an himself, who was a mediocre talent.

However, with Consort Jing now under house arrest, if she indeed had accomplices, Marquis Yong’an’s mansion might be the only chance they had to approach her.

The Emperor paused, then added, “There is one more thing I do not understand.”

Eunuch Wei said, “Please speak, Your Majesty.”

The Emperor, puzzled, said, “I initially gave her four Dragon Shadow Guards, so how come only one is left? Where did the other three go? Look into this as well. I really don’t want to ask her myself; I no longer believe a single word that comes out of her mouth. I don’t want… to see her again either.”

“Yes,” Eunuch Wei complied.

…

In Bishui Alley, after having breakfast with the family, Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun left for Qinghe Academy, while the old Libationer took Little Jingkong to the Guozijian, and Gu Jiao escorted Xiao Liulang to the Hanlin Academy.

Xiao Liulang felt as if he were back in the countryside, to the days when Gu Jiao sent him to Tianxiang Academy for schooling.

He remembered a time when there was no room left on the oxcart, so she walked over ten miles on foot, so that no one could bully him midway or drive him off the cart.

“We’re here,” Gu Jiao said to Xiao Liulang.

Xiao Liulang’s gaze fell on her slightly flushed cheeks from walking, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, prompting him to raise his hand to wipe them away.

But Gu Jiao opened her arms and gently leaned into his embrace, hugging his waist which lacked an ounce of excess flesh.

His body stiffened slightly, “You…?”

“Aren’t you going to hug?” The arms are already out.

Xiao Liulang opened his mouth.

That was to wipe your sweat.

“…Yes.” His words at the tip of his tongue turned into an admission, and he didn’t understand how he could be so spineless.

Gu Jiao straightened in his arms, her clear, bright eyes looking at him, “I’ll come to pick you up after your shift ends.”

“…Okay.”

Still unable to refuse.

Gu Jiao curved her lips, “Go inside, I’m leaving.”

“Okay.” Xiao Liulang responded softly, but didn’t go inside, “Jiaojiao.”

“Hmm?” Gu Jiao turned around, her clear eyes on him.

“The family of Ning Zhiyuan has come to the Capital City, and they’ve invited us to visit their home.”

“Okay,” Gu Jiao said, “When shall we go?”

Xiao Liulang thought for a moment, “Next rest day? End of the month.”

“Okay.” Gu Jiao agreed readily, without a moment’s hesitation.

Silly girl, do you not realize that this outing is as my wife, and it will be difficult to deny that later?

Gu Jiao walked away with a wave of her sleeve.

Xiao Liulang stood still, watching her figure disappear at the end of the street before turning to enter the Hanlin Academy.

And perhaps by coincidence, Prince An seemed to be standing right at the entrance of the Hanlin Academy. It was unclear how long he had been there, looking in the same direction Xiao Liulang had been.

“Compiling Scholar Zhuang,” Xiao Liulang greeted him indifferently.

Prince An displayed no embarrassment at being caught, his demeanor composed as he withdrew his gaze to look at Xiao Liulang, “Scholar Xiao.”

A chill flashed through Xiao Liulang’s eyes, but his face maintained an air of nonchalance, “Congratulations, Compiling Scholar Zhuang.”

Prince An furrowed his brows peculiarly, “Congratulations for what?”

“Your engagement.”

“To my aunt.”

“I’ve heard it was a marriage granted by His Majesty, and the date has been set.”

“My sister and I will attend the ceremony.”

“Wishing you a harmonious union for a hundred years.”

Prince An clenched his fists.

Just a few sneaky glances at Gu Jiao, and Xiao Liulang mercilessly turned his heart into a sieve.

Could this man’s possessiveness be so terrifying?