The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1503

Chapter 1503: 732 The Second Watch

The image of the young man on the portrait lingered in Gu Jiao’s mind.

Not for any other reason, but because the face of the young man looked too much like Long Yi’s.

If Long Yi were to return to the age of thirteen or fourteen, he might look just like that.

Most people cannot fully outline a person’s face in their mind; even for our closest parents, if you close your eyes, you are left with just a vague silhouette.

However, Gu Jiao was a person who had undergone special training, she could visualize in detail every face she remembered. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

She incessantly compared Long Yi with the young man in the portrait in her mind.

Could this young man be Long Yi from years ago? Or just someone who resembled Long Yi’s appearance?

If it’s the latter, then it’s fine, but if it’s Long Yi —

From the distribution of the floors, the higher one went, the more confidential it became.

The portrait had just been brought down from the third floor, even the portraits of the Xuanyuan family and the top ten noble families were only on the second floor, could Long Yi’s secrets be even greater than theirs?

...

Inside the study room on the third floor, the king and the National Master sat cross-legged on cushions, playing a game of strategy.

Wang Xu had been waiting next to the two for over an hour.

It was only after the National Master made the final move that the king sighed, "You’ve won again."

The National Master replied, "By only half a point."

The king huffed, "Half a point is still winning, don’t think I haven’t noticed that you’ve been letting me win."

The National Master looked at the king and said, "Your Majesty’s usual skills are not this poor, are you distracted because you’re worried about the Princess?"

"I am not worried about her!" the king said, pausing for a moment, "And besides, she’s no longer the Princess."

The National Master didn’t reveal the fact that it was you who called her the Princess last night.

After hesitating for a moment, the king asked, "Can her injuries truly be healed?"

"Yes," the National Master said without hesitation.

The king looked at him skeptically, "You say that with too much certainty."