The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182: 574 Jiaojiao and Long Yi (two updates)

Gu Jiao slept until the afternoon.

Long Yi had already been taken out by Xiao Hen, leaving only Gu Jiao alone in the room.

Gu Jiao sat up and looked around her bedchamber, pondering for quite a while.

"Hmm, did I climb up here myself?"

Today there were classes at the Guozijian and Qinghe Academy, but recently Gu Chengfeng had been busy helping Gu Jiao "punish the wicked and dispel evil," so he had asked for leave from the Academy due to ill health.

He had originally asked for one day off but took the liberty of extending it to two days.

When Gu Jiao came out of the east room, he was chopping wood in the Backyard. Seeing Gu Jiao, he stopped his chopping and waved to her.

Gu Jiao walked over indifferently, "Is there something you need?"

Gu Chengfeng looked around and lowered his voice, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Gu Jiao did not go over.

Gu Chengfeng clicked his tongue, set down the axe, and adeptly wiped his hands with a rag before leaning close to Gu Jiao’s ear and whispered, "It’s just..."

Before he could finish, a tall figure descended from above, grabbed his collar, and whooshed him away!

Gu Chengfeng, hung on the tree branch, was completely dumbfounded.

Whaaat?

Gu Jiao hummed in confusion.

How did he offend Long Yi?

It wasn’t long before Little Jingkong returned from the Guozijian.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao! I had an exam today!"

Little Jingkong dashed into the Backyard and took out his exam paper to show to Gu Jiao.

Unsurprisingly, it was another big "A".

Gu Jiao rubbed Jingkong’s head, "Jingkong is so clever."

Little Jingkong looked down, fidgeting with his fingers, shyly whispering, "I want to give Jiaojiao a kiss."

Then he too was whisked away by Long Yi—

Gu Jiao watched their receding figures, rubbing her chin in an odd manner.

Just then, Xiao Hen came back with a basket of Chicken Eggs, his face unperturbed as he showed them to Gu Jiao, "These are from Granny Zhou, saying it’s thanks for your help the other time with her grandson’s cold."

Gu Jiao looked at him intently, "Is that so?"

"Ah, yes." Xiao Hen took the basket back, "I’ll put it in the kitchen room."

He brushed past Gu Jiao.

Turning around, Gu Jiao’s gaze followed him, squinting as she followed into the kitchen, "Did you say something to Long Yi?"