The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1563

Chapter 1563: 758 Complete Victory! (Second Update)

Gu Jiao slept for four hours straight in her drunken stupor, so much so that night had fallen by the time she awoke.

In Qilin Palace, the lights were bright and shining.

Xiao Hen had been reading books in the Book Pavilion all day, neglecting both sleep and food. Only now did he start to feel hungry.

His appetite wasn’t great, so the Kitchen had prepared some delicious Egg Flower Soup for him, a few specialties from the National Master Hall, and a plate of appetizing fresh fruit.

Xiao Hen sat down, ready to eat.

Little Jingkong was bathing in the room. _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}

Since he had been too lively these past two days, the privilege of being pampered with a comfortable bath, having been determined free of trauma-related aftereffects, had been rescinded; now, he had to wash himself again.

Although Xiao Hen would still give him a bath afterward, their techniques were certainly different.

It was impossible to expect Little Jingkong to bathe quietly. He was once the monk in the temple best at chanting scriptures, and although he no longer chanted, he had found a new interest that enamored him even more.

He tied strange strips of fabric around his body and struck peculiar poses, then began to sing.

"Hawthorn~, ah~, pear~, ah~, cherry~, oh~, pear~"

"All must be washed~ All must be washed~"

"If not washed~ Everything upsets the belly~"

Just as Xiao Hen was about to pick up a hawthorn: "..."

Xiao Hen decisively put down the hawthorn and didn’t touch the rest of the fruit either. He looked at the small dishes on his plate, which were fried and unknown in origin, but they looked fluffy and crispy and came with a sauce, very tempting to the appetite.

He picked up a piece with his chopsticks, took a light bite, and it made a crisp sound.

Meanwhile, Little Jingkong had finished singing about hawthorns and pears and began to croon the next song with deep emotion.

"How precious are dreams, Crispy Chicken Manure~"

Crack~

Xiao Hen took another bite.

Unbelievably crispy.

Little Jingkong adopted a playful tone.

"In the restroom, hot pot and barbecue make one man drunk~ Upon waking~ Licking with gusto~"

"Damn~ Heartless~"

Just as Xiao Hen licked the sauce: "..."

Half an hour later, Qilin Palace was filled with the quiet, annoyed sounds of Little Jingkong.

"Ahhh!"

The bad brother-in-law is coming! He’s coming over with a feather duster! Run!

——It was another chaotic evening.