The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 883 - 883 407 Protective Long Yi (Two s)_2

Chapter 883: 407 Protective Long Yi (Two Chapters)_2 Chapter 883: 407 Protective Long Yi (Two Chapters)_2 The Crown Prince said arrogantly, “How much did they offer you? I’ll pay double!”

Gu Jiao didn’t immediately refuse, as she pondered the possibilities of the situation. She wouldn’t sell herself to anyone, but the chance to go to Yan Country could be sold, provided she could squeeze into the top three of the master rankings beforehand.

The first and second masters were said to have retired from Jianghu and hadn’t appeared for many years, leaving the King of Ning and the Crown Prince no room to make a move on them, so they had set their sights on the third position.

However, the current third-ranked master wasn’t from Zhan Country, making it difficult for the Crown Prince and the King of Ning to cooperate with him given their stances.

Therefore, they thought to find someone to get rid of him openly and aboveboard.

It’s no surprise they’re brothers; their methods to go to Yan Country are exactly the same.

“Why do you want to go to Yan Country?” Gu Jiao asked.

She had to understand his motives; if he were going to commit treason or conspire with the enemy, wouldn’t she become an accomplice?

The Crown Prince said impatiently, “Why are you asking this? All you need to do is agree to my terms, and I won’t mistreat you! Moreover, I can offer you more than just silver, much better things!”

He was the Crown Prince; not to mention a mere sum of silver, what difficulty would he have in granting an official rank and title for his behalf?

The premise was that he really could make it into the top three.

Actually, the Crown Prince didn’t quite trust his own abilities; after all, he had a master ranked nineteenth in his hands, much more formidable than this kid, right?

But Linlang said, “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket. Betting on several masters is always right.”

Gu Jiao leisurely wrote, “If you don’t tell me, I won’t consider it.”

The Crown Prince took a sharp breath!

Does this kid know who he’s threatening?

The Crown Prince of a nation!

Suppressing his anger, the Crown Prince said indifferently, “I want to meet Master Meng, the Chess Sage of the Six Kingdoms.”

Oh.

Master Meng.

Never heard of him.

Gu Jiao could tell the Crown Prince wasn’t lying; it was just a personal visit, void of political peril.

The Crown Prince said coldly, “I’ve said all I need to, now can you agree?”

Gu Jiao nodded earnestly, “I agree to consider it.”

The Crown Prince, trapped in a routine once again: “…”

The following time was all about the Crown Prince use his political maneuvers to brainwash Gu Jiao, who let his words go in one ear and out the other.

The Crown Prince was left talking until his mouth was dry, when suddenly Gu Jiao snapped her notebook shut.

Time’s up!

The Crown Prince: “…”

Gu Jiao emerged from the underground martial arts arena, boarded a carriage, changed her clothes, and instructed Xiao Sanzi to drive the carriage toward Hanlin Academy.

There were still a few hours left until the end of her shift, so Gu Jiao decided to visit a nearby cookie shop.

She accidentally discovered that this shop’s Plum Dried Vegetable Cakes were delicious, the crust crisply flaky while the filling was rich and juicy.

The price was not cheap, though; one cookie could sell for twenty Copper Plates.

Xiao Sanzi stopped the carriage beside the shop.

Gu Jiao stepped down from the carriage and immediately ordered ten.

“Ten? I can’t cook them all at once, miss, you’ll have to wait. Would you like to come in and sit?” asked the proprietress.

“No need, I’ll wait outside.” The weather was sultry, and it suited her to get some fresh air.

At that moment, she was the only customer, and the couple focused on making her ten cakes, so she wasn’t kept waiting too long.

“Miss, your cakes are ready,” said the proprietress with a smile to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao stepped forward and called back, “Xiao Sanzi, help me hold the food box.”

“Right away!”

The carriage had a clean food box, which Xiao Sanzi found and brought down after lifting the carriage curtain.

Gu Jiao handed him a steaming hot Plum Dried Vegetable Cake wrapped in bamboo leaves, “Here.”

Xiao Sanzi was startled, “Ah, for me too?”

Gu Jiao said, “Eat it while it’s hot.”

With a chuckle, Xiao Sanzi accepted the cake, “Thanks, Miss Gu!”

After packing the cookies, Gu Jiao paid.

Xiao Sanzi took a bite of the hot cake, puffing air to cool it while reaching out with his other hand to take the food box, “I’ve got it.”

He put the box on the carriage.

“Miss Gu, you should also eat one while they’re hot. They’re best when crispy and crunchy, and they’ll get soft by the time you take them home.”

“Okay,”

Gu Jiao responded.

“So…” Xiao Sanzi had just put away the box and jumped down from the carriage when he realized that Gu Jiao had disappeared from behind him.

He circled the carriage and even looked underneath: “Huh? Where is she? Boss, did you see where my miss went?”

“Didn’t she just get on the carriage with you a moment ago?” asked the proprietress.

“No, she didn’t.” Xiao Sanzi lifted the carriage curtain, confirming the inside was indeed empty.

It was strange—how could the person who was just speaking with him vanish in the blink of an eye?