Gu Jiao handed the box to Xiao Hen, gesturing for him to open it.
After Xiao Hen opened it, everyone present was dumbfounded.
Madam Nan’s delicate body trembled, seriously suspecting she was dreaming.
What on earth kind of little monk did she adopt from the mountains?
Why on earth would there be entrance documents to the Yan Country Royal Academy! frёewebηovel.cѳm
Tianqiong Academy, one of the four great century-old academies in Yan Country, having produced three empresses and two emperors, was dubbed the undisputed Royal Academy.
Among the four men in the family, there were a total of four sets of entrance documents.
Madam Nan was puzzled. Does your family own the Tianqiong Academy?
Gu Jiao, having been startled so many times before, quickly calmed down. She asked the little guy in her arms, "Jingkong, you have these, why didn’t you say so earlier?"
Jingkong was almost asleep. He mumbled in his dream, "I... I don’t want to go to school... don’t wanna..."
It seemed that the present wasn’t sent by the abbot but by Jingkong’s master.
Gu Jiao grew even more curious about the white-bearded old monk, wanting to pay him a visit if she had the chance.
The Tianqiong Academy’s documents were the best guide; with them, their plan to travel to Yan Country was halfway to success.
Gu Jiao was packing things in the eastern room when Xiao Hen entered, holding his set of entrance documents with his name on it: "I looked for it, but I couldn’t find yours."
Gu Jiao, being a woman and having never studied, was likely not included by Jingkong’s master, knowing her situation.
Gu Jiao stopped packing, poured him a cup of hot tea, "Have some tea."
Xiao Hen took it and drank a few sips, his stomach feeling warm, "But I asked Madam Nan, and she said that wives could go along."
Gu Jiao continued folding clothes, but upon hearing this, suddenly said, "No need."
Xiao Hen was puzzled and stopped drinking, "Don’t you want to go?"
Gu Jiao turned around, her expression calm as she looked at him, "I’m going, but, you don’t need to take me."
Xiao Hen frowned in confusion, "Then how do you plan to—"
Before he could finish, Xiao Hen’s head suddenly felt dizzy, the cup in his hand fell, and he collapsed forward.
Gu Jiao caught the cup firmly with one hand and steadied him with the other.
Xiao Hen looked at her dimly, "You..."
"It’s too dangerous for you to go to Yan Country, so I’ve decided—" Gu Jiao put down the teacup, took the document from his hand, "to go on my own."
Xiao Hen bit his lip in weakness, Gu... Jiao!
Xiao Hen fell completely unconscious in Gu Jiao’s arms.
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