The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1376

Chapter 1376: 669 Second Watch

It would take several days for the grassland to dry out after heavy rain, so Gu Jiao and the Little Princess agreed to postpone their lesson for three more days. After school, Gu Jiao let Gu Xiaoshun take the Horse King back first while she paid a visit to Tianxiang Pavilion.

Tianxiang Pavilion was formerly a brothel, but due to the girls redeeming themselves or running away, only a handful of aging courtesans remained, resulting in a decline in business. Hence, it was converted into a theater.

But even the theater business was challenging to maintain. They couldn’t hire the right performers and had to rely on a group of old musicians to play and sing, which was hardly enough to attract any wealthy young masters to spend generously.

The main gate had been repaired, but, regrettably, the interior was still bleak and deserted.

Xun Fengxian sat in the Grand Hall, sighing deeply. If things continued like this, her Tianxiang Pavilion would have to shut down for good.

"Madam, that young master has arrived!" Ginkgo whispered into Xun Fengxian’s ear.

"Which young master? Does he have money?" Xun Fengxian asked indifferently.

Ginkgo replied, "The young master from yesterday, the one who broke down the door."

Upon hearing about the door being broken, Xun Fengxian jerked upright, looking towards the entrance as Gu Jiao strode in.

Xun Fengxian quickly stood up, her heart still racing as she looked at Gu Jiao. "You’re... you’re here for that young brother, aren’t you? He’s upstairs, he’s awakened."

Gu Chengfeng was indeed tough; despite his severe injuries, after just a day and a night of rest, he had regained consciousness and his fever had subsided.

When Gu Jiao entered the room, he was sitting at the bed’s edge, resisting taking his medicine.

The prescription was provided by Gu Jiao. People from Tianxiang Pavilion fetched the medicine and brewed it for him to drink. Traditional Chinese Medicine irons out the root causes and conditions the body. Gu Jiao instructed them to make sure he drank all of it.

"What, does it taste too bitter?"

Gu Jiao’s voice, calm and unhurried, came from the doorway. Gu Chengfeng was slightly startled before he grabbed the bowl and gulped down the medicine.

The maid was dumbfounded; she had spent half the day persuading him to drink, to no avail. Yet it seemed the young master had a way with him.

She thought it made sense—since the young master was so fierce, he might as well obediently take his medicine to avoid being beaten!

But Gu Chengfeng wasn’t worried about Gu Jiao beating him.

Gu Chengfeng felt so bitter that he nearly stuck out his tongue but restrained himself, leaning against the cushion behind him, he asked nonchalantly, "Why are you here? Don’t you have classes?"

Having visited Bishui Alley, he naturally knew under what pretext Gu Jiao had come to Yan Country.

"School’s over," Gu Jiao replied, approaching the bedside and opening her first aid kit, "Time for a dressing change."

"I can do it myself," Gu Chengfeng stated, avoiding looking at her.

Gu Jiao glanced coolly at him, laid down the first aid kit unhurriedly, then pressed him back down onto the bed to change his dressings inside and out.

Gu Chengfeng, utterly unable to struggle, said nothing.

After the dressing change, Gu Chengfeng looked like an irritated Tong Ziji with flushed complexion.

Gu Jiao started to clear the medical supplies off the table. She didn’t ask Gu Chengfeng his purpose in Yan Country—there were things one must do, just as there were words one didn’t need to say.

However, her silence didn’t mean Gu Chengfeng assumed she wouldn’t ask.

As if to seize the initiative, Gu Chengfeng, sitting on the bed, coughed lightly and said seriously, "I’m not here to see you! I came to find my elder brother! He’s also in Yan Country, and I was worried he might be in danger."

Gu Jiao replied, "Oh."

Gu Chengfeng, with no recollection of the nonsense he’d talked while feverish, thought he had covered his tracks flawlessly, "You’re not my sister, anyway."

Gu Jiao again responded with an unaffected "Oh."

Gu Chengfeng felt as if his punch had hit cotton. Yet as Zhaodu’s foremost thief, Fei Shuang, he had mastered the skill of not feeling awkward even if others did.

"How is Gu Yan doing?" he asked, seemingly offhand.

Gu Jiao answered, "He’s out of immediate danger. If nothing unexpected happens, the surgery is scheduled for next month."

Gu Chengfeng knitted his brows, "What do you mean if nothing unexpected happens?"

Gu Jiao stored the last used cotton swab in a porcelain jar, "The operating room is in the National Master Hall. We must wait for the National Master to return before we can use it. He is expected back next month."

"I see," Gu Chengfeng nodded.

Subsequently, Gu Chengfeng inquired about the conditions of Xiao Hen and Junior Monk Jingkong, to which Gu Jiao provided answers to each.

Some people claimed indifference with their tongues but missed not a detail in actuality.

"Here, this is for you," Gu Chengfeng suddenly took out a wax-sealed oiled paper package and handed it to Gu Jiao.

"What’s this?" Gu Jiao took it.

"Princess Xinyang asked me to give it to you," Gu Chengfeng said.

Gu Jiao opened it and found it to be a brand new protective charm.

"Why give me another one?" she asked, puzzled.

Gu Chengfeng huffed, "It’s made from medicine. If you wear it for too long, the effects wear off, so you need to replace it regularly." _{frёeωebɳovel.com}