The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1345

Chapter 1345: 655 taels of the second watch

This reason unexpectedly left Mu Qingchen unable to refute.

Throwing a large bag wasn’t very harmful, but it was extremely insulting.

Mu Qingchen asked, "Since you knew he was General Nangong, you still dared to throw stones at him."

Gu Jiao said, "Is the general that impressive?"

"You..."

Mu Qingchen sighed.

It was a typical case of the calf not fearing the tiger.

When the Xuanyuan Family’s military power was divided into four, the Nangong Family got the lion’s share. Although the Nangong Family had not yet entered the ranks of Shengdu’s top ten noble families, it was merely because of their heritage. In terms of military power, the Nangong Family had long since left others far behind.

Thinking of something, Mu Qingchen asked again, "But speaking of which, how did you know he was General Nangong?"

Gu Jiao said, "I didn’t know originally, but I overheard him talking to someone. He said his son got injured from falling off his horse during a cuju match, and I guessed it from there."

Mu Qingchen no longer doubted anything.

Gu Jiao felt quite regretful. She had come out for the competition without weapons or hidden weapons. If she had the Black Fire Beads, she would have blown Nangong Li’s head to smithereens.

Mu Qingchen turned his head and saw Gu Jiao frowning, looking upset that she hadn’t performed well, and suddenly he didn’t know what to say.

The coachman who had been sent away by Mu Qingchen came back, holding a skewer of candied hawthorns.

"Young Master, there aren’t any decent snacks around here, so I could only get some candied hawthorns." The coachman handed the candied hawthorns to Mu Qingchen.

Mu Qingchen didn’t really want to eat candied hawthorns. In his view, it was a treat for maidens and children.

He planned to have the coachman take them away, but then he thought of something and pushed the candied hawthorns towards Gu Jiao. "Here."

"Oh, thank you." Gu Jiao didn’t refuse.

On the way back to the inn, Gu Jiao unceremoniously finished the skewer of candied hawthorns. Cautious of Nangong Li’s possible retaliation, she didn’t take off her women’s clothes; she only removed her veil.

Mu Qingchen looked out the window on the other side, occasionally glancing back at her inadvertently.

The way she gnawed at the candied hawthorns did bear some resemblance to Su Xue.

Mu Qingchen frowned slightly.

What was he thinking?

Xiao Liulang was a man.

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Both Gu Jiao and Mu Qingchen had escaped through the window. At that time, the vendors downstairs had not yet arrived, but by now, there was a long line, so they had to use the main entrance to return to the inn. _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}