The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1299

Chapter 1299: 632 Xiao Jie Kong is here! (Second Update)

Gu Jiao’s approach with Steward Liao didn’t work out, so she decided to think of another way.

The first person she thought of was Mu Qingchen. From what he told her that day, she guessed that Mu Qingchen himself couldn’t enter the National Master Hall, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know how to get in.

Lying on her bed, Gu Jiao rested a hand behind her head and gazed at the canopy above: "Fine, it’s up to you."

The next day, Gu Jiao got up early to visit Gu Yan and then went to Tianqiong Academy with Gu Xiaoshun.

Gu Jiao had become famous after yesterday’s battle on the grassland, and upon entering the Academy today, she felt the stares coming from all directions. Students from Mingyue Hall and Mingxin Hall had seen her before, and though other students from the ten halls hadn’t witnessed it themselves, her birthmark on her face was too recognizable.

"It’s the red birthmark on her left cheek!"

Within a day, these words had spread throughout the entire Academy.

As a result, all the teachers and students in the Academy recognized her.

Among these people, some harbored wariness, some were merely curious, and of course, there were those who didn’t believe her abilities, thinking she had just gotten lucky and scoffed at her.

Gu Jiao paid no attention to them and went with Xiaoshun to their respective classrooms.

Seats in the classroom were basically fixed, but if one switched privately, the master wouldn’t say anything.

Mu Qingchen hadn’t arrived yet.

Gu Jiao didn’t know where he would sit, but Zhong Ding, at his usual seat, waved at her and patted the stool beside him, indicating he had saved a spot for her.

However, Gu Jiao didn’t go to sit with Zhong Ding, instead choosing a seat for herself in the last row.

The seat next to her was empty; Mu Qingchen would probably sit there, she guessed.

Gu Jiao settled her book bag, took out her pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and tapped the shoulder of a classmate in front of her.

The classmate turned around, looking at Gu Jiao nervously: "Xiao... Xiao Liulang, is there something you need?"

Gu Jiao said, "Lend me your homework to copy."

Classmate: "..."

The classmate handed over their homework to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao had taken leave yesterday afternoon, not knowing what Masters Gao and Jiang had taught, but still, she had to make up for the homework; she was a student who abided by discipline.

After copying, Gu Jiao returned the homework to the classmate ahead: "Thanks."

"No, no need to thank me!" the classmate stammered.

Gu Jiao glanced at them: "Why so nervous? I’m not going to eat you."