The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 460 - 233 Brutal (Second Update)_2

Chapter 460: 233 Brutal (Second Update)_2 Chapter 460: 233 Brutal (Second Update)_2 Miss Qianqian tapped her head, “Ah, I forgot my poetry collection in the classroom! My Lord, please wait a moment. I’ll go get it. There are a few lines that I don’t quite understand, and I would like to ask for your guidance!”

With that, she swiftly returned to the women’s school.

Her classroom was on the second floor.

By this time, most of the students in the women’s school had left. The attic was deserted, and her footsteps seemed to echo all around.

As she opened the door, she saw the poetry collection covered with a handkerchief on the table. She sighed a sigh of relief, put away the handkerchief carefully, and cradled the poetry collection gingerly in her arms.

Prince An was still waiting for her, so she hurried out of the classroom.

Just as she was about to descend the stairs, a hand stretched out from the darkness, slowly reaching for her back, seemingly about to push her down the stairs.

Suddenly, Zhuang Mengdie came running from the grand hall on the first floor. “Who’s there?” she called.

Miss Qianqian paused.

The hand behind her swiftly withdrew and its owner hid behind the wall.

Startled by the sudden noise, Miss Qianqian steadied herself and said, “Miss Zhuang, it’s me.”

In the pitch darkness, Zhuang Mengdie couldn’t see her, but identified her through her voice.

“Oh, it’s Miss Zhang. Have you seen my sister?” Zhuang Mengdie sounded disappointed.

Miss Zhang shook her head. “No, I haven’t.”

Zhuang Mengdie stomped her foot in frustration. “Where could she have gone? She said she’d wait for me! I just went to the greeting room and when I got back, she was gone!”

Seeing Zhuang Mengdie grumbling and moving ahead, Miss Zhang felt a sense of danger. She summoned her courage to look back, but saw nothing.

Feeling uneasy, she quickly called out to Zhuang Mengdie, “Miss Zhuang, could I walk with you?”

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“Hurry up then!” Zhuang Mengdie said impatiently.

“I’m here.” Miss Zhang hugged her poetry book tightly and quickly descended the stairs.

It wasn’t until she was out of the women’s school and saw the bustling street that Miss Zhang’s unease began to dissipate.

Prince An did not get to see Gu Jiao as she had gone home. They perfectly missed each other.

Prince An regretfully returned to the carriage.

Gu Jiao first made a trip to the Guozijian to pick up Xiao Jingkong and bring him home. Xiao Liulang had evening classes and therefore did not return with them.

The atmosphere at the Guozijian was extremely tense. Even Gu Jiao, a outsider, could feel it. Everyone seemed apprehensive about meeting the emperor.

Originally, the Palace Examination was to be held in early April, but it was postponed to late April because of the visit from the emissary of Liang Country.

The people of Capital City were more conscious of political affairs than those in rural areas. Their daily discussions were not about trivial matters such as whose hen had laid eggs, whose sow had piglets, when to harvest the millet and when to reap the wheat… Even Uncle Zhao next door knew that an emissary had come to Capital City.

Travel was inconvenient in ancient times, and diplomatic exchanges were naturally not as frequent as in previous lives. But they still happened every two to three years.

Liang Country was among the top three countries, while Zhan Country was among the lower three. The status of Liang Country was much higher than that of Zhan Country, which explains why the court attached great importance to the visit of the emissary from Liang Country.

But all of this had nothing to do with Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao led Xiao Jingkong back to Bishui Alley.

“Jingkong, are you out of school? Did your sister come to pick you up?” Aunt Liu, who was drying clothes at the door, teased Xiao Jingkong.

Xiao Jingkong bounced around and said, “Yes! Aunt Liu, Jiaojiao came to pick me up after school!”

When Xiao Liulang led Xiao Jingkong home, he was always sullen and reluctant, as if he was being dragged away against his will.

However, when Gu Jiao held his little hand and walked home, he was lively, bouncing around, as if he was the one leading Gu Jiao back to his den! The little boy was beaming with pride.

Gu Jiao also greeted Aunt Liu and led Xiao Jingkong into the house.

The old sacrificial priest was not there today. Room Aunt also went out, going to buy fabric and clothes for the family. Mrs. Yao was in the house awaiting Gu Yan; she had fallen asleep while waiting.

Xiao Jingkong quietly opened a crack in the door, stuck out his little head to look, and seeing Mrs. Yao asleep, did not disturb her.

He then tiptoed down the steps, came over to Gu Jiao, covered his mouth with his little hand, and whispered, “Jiaojiao, the madam is asleep.”

“Mm-hmm,” Gu Jiao nodded and asked, “Have you finished your homework?”

“I’m finished!” Xiao Jingkong spread out his hands and whispered.

Gu Jiao tousled his hair, “Then play for a bit on your own. I’m going to cook.”

“Ok!” Xiao Jingkong nodded obediently.

He was a mature child who would never pester Jiaojiao to play with him all the time. Besides, he did indeed have his own things to do.