The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1561

Chapter 1561: 757 The Second Watch of the Night

Cough, cough.

I can’t keep thinking about this.

Perhaps to alleviate the awkwardness, Ya He made conversation out of nothing, "I see you’re pretty good at raising horses, Little Shiyi is quite well taken care of."

In just one day, Ya He already knew the horse was called Little Shiyi.

Ya He asked, "What do you usually feed it?"

Gu Jiao replied, "Just, I feed it whatever?"

Ya He laughed awkwardly, "What exactly do you feed it?"

Gu Jiao thought for a moment, "Grass? Sometimes I give it some carrots."

Ya He’s mouth twitched, are you sure you’re raising a horse, not a donkey?

Ya He continued making conversation, "Oh right, I heard from the eldest disciple that you’ve been promoted, I haven’t congratulated you yet."

Gu Jiao: "Mhmm."

The conversation was dying a slow death.

Ya He ran out of topics, and in enduring immense awkwardness, led Gu Jiao to the National Master’s Courtyard.

The National Master had gone to pick purple bamboo, and Ya He told Gu Jiao to sit in the main hall for a while, as the Black Wind King wandered in the woods.

Ya He brought out a fine wine unique to the National Master Hall to serve Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao took a sip, "It’s really sweet."

Ya He smiled, "This is the osmanthus wine personally brewed by our master. There’s only one jug of it each year, not just anyone can taste it."

At this moment, Gu Jiao had already finished one cup, she blinked in surprise, "This is wine?"

Ya He nodded, "Yes, but it’s not the least bit astringent, right? The wine my master brews is—"

Bang!

Gu Jiao’s forehead hit the table, and she passed out drunk!

Ya He: "..."

"Young Master Xiao, Young Master Xiao, Young Master Xiao!"

Ya He called out for a long while, but Gu Jiao still showed no reaction; Ya He was confused, "What kind of alcohol tolerance do you have? With such impressive martial arts, shouldn’t you be able to drink thousands of cups without falling? How could you fall flat after just one cup? It’s over, what am I going to tell my master when he comes back?"

The National Master returned after cutting two pieces of bamboo, to find Gu Jiao lying on the table, completely unconscious.

Like a child who had made a mistake, Ya He stood up, bowed his head, and said in a panic, "I’m sorry, Master, I... I offered Young Master Xiao a bit of the osmanthus wine."

The National Master frowned, "You gave her alcohol?"

Ya He opened his mouth, "I..."

The National Master, who always spoke without emotion, appeared somewhat displeased now, "She shouldn’t drink."