The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1210

Chapter 1210: 592 Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law (First Watch)

In the neighboring room, Xiao Hen peeled an orange for Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao had been recuperating for four days, and the wounds on her arm and abdomen were healing well, while the bruises and cuts on her wrist had also recovered nicely. In another three or two days, she would be able to completely remove the gauze.

Gu Jiao had never rested for so long, and she felt like she was about to grow mold staying in the room, she began to understand Mo Qianxue’s restlessness a bit.

"I’m fine now, I can go back," Gu Jiao said, sitting on the bed.

"No way," Xiao Hen promptly refused, "Doctor Song said you need to rest for at least seven days."

Actually, according to common sense, she should be recuperating for ten days to half a month, but both Doctor Song and Xiao Hen knew that she was not someone who could be cooped up for so many days. Given that her injuries indeed healed faster than most people, they decided to shorten it to seven days.

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

Xiao Hen chuckled softly and handed her the orange segments with the pith removed. He knew she was bored, so he had reduced his trips to the Yamen in the last two days, spending most of his time here with her.

"The matter with Grand Tutor Zhuang has been settled, it was Zhuang Yuheng who fetched it," he chatted with her to relieve her boredom, "Who would have thought that Concubine Jing had an unsigned edict from the late emperor in her possession."

Gu Jiao asked, "If she had the edict, why didn’t she produce it earlier?"

Xiao Hen continued to work on the remaining orange segments: "I guess the edict either fell into Yan Country’s hands early on or was hidden somewhere. Concubine Jing might have only found it before she died, but by then she no longer had the chance to get ahold of it herself. So, she left a letter for Qin Fengyang, telling her to retrieve it. However, during Qin Fengyang’s mission to retrieve the edict, the people from the Yan Country became aware and seized the edict beforehand, using it to bargain with Qin Fengyang."

"You make it sound very plausible," Gu Jiao said after eating a segment of the orange. So sweet!

Seeing her cheeks puff out as she ate, Xiao Hen couldn’t help but laugh, as she looked just like a foraging little squirrel, "These are just speculations, but none of that matters anymore... Eat slowly."

"Mhm."

While responding with her mouth, her hands grabbed several more segments and stuffed them in her mouth.

Why did she like oranges so much? Xiao Hen smiled helplessly and handed her the other half of the peeled orange.

She took it and pointed at the oranges on the plate with her fingertips.

The message was clear, she wanted more.

Xiao Hen raised an eyebrow, "You’re getting quite good at ordering your husband around, aren’t you?"

Gu Jiao nodded vigorously, unabashedly admitting it.

Xiao Hen laughed and peeled another orange for her.

This time, Gu Jiao didn’t eat it herself. Instead, she said to him, "You should have some, too."

Xiao Hen replied, "I don’t like this."

Gu Jiao asked, "Then what do you like?"

Xiao Hen gave her a deep look, "Nothing much."

He looked down and continued peeling the orange.

As he peeled, he suddenly felt a shadow over him; it was Gu Jiao leaning toward him.

His breath hitched, and his lashes fluttered.

Gu Jiao tilted her head and stretched out her hand, pinching his chin.

His heartbeat skipped a beat!

"Uh, there’s something dirty." Gu Jiao inspected the area and removed a bit of cotton fuzz from his cheek.

Xiao Hen’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Was it just cotton fuzz?

He had thought that she was going to—

"My lord, what’s wrong?" Gu Jiao looked at him and asked.

"No, nothing." Xiao Hen looked down disappointedly and placed the peel on the table before starting to remove the pith for her.

Gu Jiao curved her lips slightly, gazing at his handsome yet melancholic face, she leaned in and lightly kissed the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Hen froze, staring at her in shock.

Gu Jiao didn’t pull back but kept her gaze on him at close range, blinking.

A wave of warmth rolled through Xiao Hen’s chest. At his robust age, how could he resist her teasing?

Xiao Hen’s throat moved, and his eyes hungered for her. Inside, a righteous voice shouted no, but then a wicked voice slapped the righteous one dead.

Xiao Hen reached out, grabbed the back of her head, and moved in close.

Just as he was about to kiss her, a loud cough suddenly echoed from the doorway: "Ahem!"

It was Princess Xinyang’s voice.

Xiao Hen stumbled backward, hitting the bedpost next to Gu Jiao, and knocked a huge bump on his forehead.

Yujin and the maids covered their mouths to suppress their laughter.

Princess Xinyang simply couldn’t bear to watch.