The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1607

Chapter 1607: 775 Domineering Auntie (Part 1)

Gu Jiao first went to Xiao Hen’s place to check on Xiao Jingkong. The two little beans had been up all night and were already exhausted and asleep.

Because the king had a severe headache attack and was resting in the guest room at Qilin Palace, the Little Princess had not returned to the palace, and the two little beans were fast asleep on the bed.

Gu Jiao bent over and touched Xiao Jingkong’s forehead, then the Little Princess’s, and whispered, "Thank you, Xiaoxue."

If it weren’t for the Little Princess accidentally bringing the king ahead of time, giving Gu Changqing half an hour of rescue time, by the time they finished with the Crown Prince, Gu Changqing would have been a cold corpse.

Although Gu Changqing hadn’t completely escaped danger, at least it gave her a chance to save him.

The Little Princess couldn’t hear what the teacher was saying; she was sound asleep, her small mouth moving slightly as she breathed softly, happy in her little dream.

Gu Jiao returned to her own room, fetched some water from the side room to wash her hair and bath, and changed into fresh clothes.

Just after she tied her belt, she heard a knocking on the door.

"It’s me."

Xiao Hen said.

Gu Jiao walked over and opened the door for him.

She had just bathed, wearing loose sleepwear. It was late at night, and her black hair was wrapped casually on her head with a cloth, a strand of hair slipping out and hanging beside her left cheek.

Her hair was like ink, with water droplets on the tips, barely falling.

Her skin was crystal clear and delicate, with a red birthmark on her cheek as vivid as a peach blossom.

Xiao Hen really just came to see her, but the sight of her was too overwhelming.

His breath caught, and his throat moved slightly.

Gu Jiao looked down at her collar; she was dressed quite conservatively and wasn’t exposed.

Xiao Hen cleared his throat, forcing himself to calm down, and handed her a bowl of hot ginger soup to mask his awkwardness, "The kitchen just made ginger soup. You got caught in the rain earlier, drink some to avoid catching a cold."

"Oh." Gu Jiao reached out to take the ginger soup.

"I’ll do it." Xiao Hen said, then paused, "May I come in?"

"Of course." Gu Jiao stepped aside, motioning for him to enter.

Xiao Hen carried the ginger soup inside.

Gu Jiao had just bathed in the side room, and the air was filled with the delicate scent of soapwort and her enchanting feminine fragrance.

Xiao Hen struggled to keep his thoughts in check.