The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1468

Chapter 1468: 716 mother and child reunion

In a small partition within the Grand Hall, students from the Tianqiong Academy were gathered around a table.

The performance on the stage was about to begin, the maids were setting up the scene, and it was said that today’s main actor was a performer named Chang Jing from Fengcheng in Dayan. He had learned acting from childhood, under the tutelage of Dayan’s number one opera master, Shen Long. Originally performing for the royal family, it was only because Madame Xu of the Tianxiang Pavilion had shown him kindness that he agreed to perform at the Pavilion for two years.

Once the two years were up, Master Chang would leave Shengdu.

Thus, all the guests treasured this fleeting and hard-to-come-by performance.

After hearing Zhong Ding’s description, Gu Xiaoshun was a bit fascinated.

Isn’t that just Gu Chengfeng? When did he come up with so many gimmicks?

Also, you just took Chang Jing’s name and started performing under it, does Chang Jing know?

Aren’t you afraid Chang Jing will beat you into a punching bag?

"The girls from Tianxiang Pavilion are really beautiful," Yuan Xiao stated, gazing dreamily at the girls passing through the Grand Hall.

Zhao Wei found a folding fan from somewhere and, fanning himself, said elegantly, "They are truly as lovely as fairies."

Gu Xiaoshun: As lovely as fairies is two words?

Have you two lost your minds?

"They’re okay," said Gu Xiaoshun.

Both men glared at Gu Xiaoshun in unison: "How dare you insult the fairy-like girls of Tianxiang Pavilion!"

Gu Xiaoshun felt wronged: "I didn’t, I just think they are..."

Just average.

How could they compare to his sister’s beauty?

Not to mention his sister, what about his brother-in-law, Princess Xinyang? Aren’t they prettier than these girls?

Yuan Xiao snorted, "You’re just clueless, kid!"

Zhao Wei completely agreed!

They couldn’t believe there were women more beautiful than the girls from Tianxiang Pavilion in this world, unless such claims were mere rumors, inflated by idle talk.

For example, that number one beauty from the Clangland Women’s Academy who wore a veil every day, who could say what she really looked like?

Does having beautiful eyes make one’s entire appearance beautiful?

Who could guarantee that underneath the veil wasn’t a face full of freckles and buck teeth?

The same thought flickered through both their minds, but at that moment, a figure like a banished fairy flitted through the crowd behind the Grand Hall.

Zhao Wei saw her first.

His whole body instantly stiffened!

He hurriedly tried to get Yuan Xiao’s attention.

But Yuan Xiao was busy ogling a girl who was smiling and waving at him, nearly drooling.

"Stop! What are you doing!" Yuan Xiao said without even looking, batting away his hand.

"Beautiful woman! A beautiful woman!" exclaimed Zhao Wei excitedly.

If Yuan Xiao hadn’t been so mesmerized by the girl from Tianxiang Pavilion, he would have realized that if Zhao Wei, with his ordinarily calm demeanor, was so agitated, it must be that he had encountered a fairy from the ninth heaven.

Zhao Wei couldn’t get Yuan Xiao’s attention and by the time he looked back, the fairy-like figure had disappeared.

"What were you calling me for just now?" The girl had gone and Yuan Xiao had come back to his senses, so he asked Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei rolled his eyes: "Nothing!"

Serves you right for missing out, you fool!

...

Backyard.

"She didn’t hide the gold here."

Biting into a spoonful of deliciously cold watermelon, the woman spoke vaguely, "I saw her changing the hiding place."

Gu Jiao looked at her, then at the special room behind her, where several maids were sprawled on the ground, seemingly knocked out by her.

It was unclear where she had swiped the watermelon from.

It certainly looked refreshing and tasty.

The woman added, "I’ll tell you where the gold is hidden; you dig it up and give me half."

"I can dig it up myself," Gu Jiao said.

The woman replied, "She comes to check on her gold every half an hour, and it’s almost time."

Gu Jiao looked at the little garden she had dug up, deeply pitted and riddled, seriously considering the likelihood that Xun Fengxian wouldn’t notice.

The odds were zero.

"Alright, it’s a deal," Gu Jiao said.

While eating her watermelon, the woman pointed to a spot: "There, that’s the place."

Following her direction, Gu Jiao began to dig and soon the dagger hit something solid.

Overjoyed, Gu Jiao dug a few more times and finally unearthed Xun Fengxian’s pot of hidden gold.

Setting down the spoon, the woman reached out one hand: "My share."

Gu Jiao took an ingot from the pot, broke off a piece, and handed it over: "Here, your share."

The woman: "..."

...

Meanwhile, Xiao Hen arrived at Tianxiang Pavilion but did not head straight for Gu Chengfeng’s room on the second floor.

He kept in touch with Gu Chengfeng through Xiaojiu and knew which day he would perform. Today was that very day.

He planned to bypass the Grand Hall and go directly backstage.

Halfway there, he realized, while focused on the matter at hand, he had forgotten to put on his mask.