The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103: 90 Candid (Revision)_3

“Huh? You didn’t go out?”

The old lady was puzzled.

Though Little Monk was just a three-year-old boy, he was actually very busy every day.

He continued his habit of undertaking morning and evening classes in the temple, after waking up, he would recite Buddhist scriptures in his heart, and after reciting, he would go to the little woodland behind the house to train.

Once, the old lady had come out and saw him circling a stout tree with his hands gripping his feet, she almost thought that she had seen a little snake demon!

He practiced all the basic exercises, occasionally Gu Jiao would accompany him to train, if no one accompanied him, he would practice on his own, in the pure unadulterated sense of it.

After training, he would go find his friends in the village, come back for lunch, and help Gu Jiao with work in the afternoon.

Now it’s precisely the time for him to spend time with his peers.

Little Monk replied: “Jiaojiao is sick, I have to accompany Jiaojiao.”

His schedule didn’t allow anyone to disturb it, only Jiaojiao could.

This answer was not surprising at all. The old lady glanced over at him and landed her sights on a strange man standing by the door.

“Who’s that?” She asked calmly.

Little Monk held back the words “Big Bad Egg”, as he had promised Jiaojiao he wouldn’t tell the family about their capture, to save his aunt and the wicked brother-in-law unnecessary worry.

“Just a person,” Little Monk said disdainfully.

The Old Lady: Can’t I see it’s a person?

The old lady gave it no further thought and started heading towards the entrance.

By this time, Marquis Gu also noticed the old lady approaching him.

Marquis Gu was well aware of Gu Jiao’s current situation, not only did he know that she had adopted a little monk, but he was also aware that she had found a “lame husband”. There was also an aunt who had come to pledge allegiance to them.

The aunt belonged to the husband’s family.

But she herself was poor enough as it was, so why was she still bringing more people home?

Could she come across a prime minister or an empress dowager?

Didn’t she know her own limits?

At this point, Marquis Gu was seething with rage.

However when the old lady came closer and he got a clearer view of her face, he was not just seething but completely out of breath!

“Empress…Empress…Empress…Empress…”

The Empress?

Marquis Gu’s knees went weak and he stumbled onto the doorstep, bowing down profoundly!

The old lady looked at the stranger who had collapsed at her feet, he was giving her such a grand salute upon their first meeting, as she rubbed her chin, she remarked, “…There’s really no need.”

Little Monk turned his head and said, “He’s here to see Jiaojiao. The female donor has already entered, I’m in charge of keeping guard here, I won’t let him inside!”

Not letting men enter Jiaojiao’s room was nothing out of the ordinary, so the old lady did not suspect anything, nor did she bother to ask who Marquis Gu was, she yawned and went to the backyard to crack melon seeds.

Marquis Gu pushed up from the ground with his hand, almost falling over again.

From his perspective, he could clearly see the old lady sitting on a bench outside the door of the main room. She was dressed in rustic attire, her head wrapped in a scarf typical of village women.

Looking at her this way, Marquis Gu didn’t think she resembled the Empress Dowager anymore.

Zhuang Empress Dowager had married the late emperor at the age of thirteen, upon her entry into the palace she was conferred the title of virtuous empress. She had ruled the Imperial Harem for several decades, having held regency for seventeen years. Though she had not borne a single offspring for the late emperor, the current emperor was placed on the throne by her own hand, her position was thus unshakeable in both the court and the Imperial Harem.

Ordinary people hardly ever get to see the Zhuang Empress Dowager.