The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 898

Chapter 898: Chapter 777, Tattling

Prince Four carried Gu Jian on his back to the front yard of the monastery.

Dongli was startled upon seeing them, firstly because he thought Gu Jian was sick or injured, and secondly because Gu Jian’s identity could not be exposed.

Dongli quickly stepped forward, took Gu Jian from Prince Four’s arms, and seeing that Gu Jian’s complexion was normal and nothing seemed unusual, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Prince Four!"

Daohua bowed to Prince Four in thanks.

Prince Four shook his head, said nothing, and prepared to turn around and leave.

Prince Ping and the Crown Prince had not followed them, and halfway there, Prince Ping learned that the abbot had finished meditating and immediately went to the abbot’s courtyard.

Without Prince Ping, the Crown Prince and the others naturally did not bother to show face and left without caring about Prince Four.

Yet Prince Four still insisted on carrying Gu Jian back.

"Prince Four has carried this old man all the way, you must be tired. Have a cup of herbal tea before you go," Gu Jian suddenly spoke.

Daohua glanced at her master, smiled, and stepped forward to pour a cup of herbal tea for Prince Four.

Prince Four looked at Gu Jian, he wasn’t really tired, just hot from carrying someone back from the back mountain. Looking at the herbal tea on the table, he felt indeed thirsty and sat down comfortably, picking up the teacup to take a sip.

The tea tasted slightly medicinal but not strong, it was a bit bitter but still acceptable.

After tasting it, Prince Four drained the tea, stood up, and made his leave, "The Crown Prince and the others must be anxious by now, I shall take my leave first."

After saying so, he turned around and left.

Once he was far away, Daohua then told Gu Jian about Prince Four’s hearing issues.

Gu Jian sighed deeply, saying nothing.

The Imperial Palace was the place of fiercest power struggles, and those within it, even those not actively participating, could still be drawn into various affairs.

As a Prince, avoiding strife was inevitable.

Daohua said somewhat gratefully, "It’s fortunate that Xiao Yeyang didn’t always live in Beijing."

Gu Jian looked at his disciple, a smile flickering in his eyes, "Yes, Yeyang is indeed fortunate."