The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: 149 Identity (Second Update)

Xiao Liulang looked at him coldly, “Are these words your idea, or his?”

He?

Does anyone refer to their own father like that?

Is he aware who his father is?

A distinguished first-rank military marquis, who is second to none and superior to all.

Since ancient times, no son-in-law of the emperor has held a position in court, yet the Marquis of Xuanping is the first to do so.

With his own power, he restrained the entire Zhuang Clan, and he is the most trusted person of the emperor.

He himself married the Imperial Princess, his sister became the Empress, and he successfully suppressed the eldest prince, ensuring his own nephew ascended to the throne at an early stage.

I bet that if an announcement went out: “Marquis Xuanping lacks a son, anyone willing to become his son could form a line from Zhan Country to Liang Country.”

But this young man is quite interesting.

Does he need to verify if every word spoken is in accordance with the desires of the Marquis?

Isn’t it delightful to obediently return to the Marquis Residence and live as a privileged young master?

Steward Liu grinned, “Do you think I would dare if it wasn’t for the Marquis wishing to acknowledge you as his son?”

This was the unvarnished truth.

As for how to acknowledge him and whether some tactics would be employed in the process, that was Steward Liu’s duty.

Ordinary people wouldn’t think this far, but Steward Liu always had a feeling that every word he said, whether true or false, was seen through by the young man in front of him.

This feeling was not pleasant.

Steward Liu frowned slightly, but soon renewed his smile, “Young Master, it’s almost the end of the year. Aren’t you considering returning to the Marquis Residence for the New Year?”

Xiao Liulang didn’t answer him, but instead turned around and headed in the direction of Bishui Alley.

The academy was on holiday today, and Little Pure wasn’t at the Guozijian, so he could go home alone.

His walking stick had been retrieved, and his clothes changed. There was no trace of him having been bullied at the Guozijian.

Watching his obstinate back, a servant questioned, “Steward Liu, should we really not help the young master? Just stand by and watch him bullied by the people in Guozijian?”

Moreover, the Marquis of Ding’an didn’t hide it well, and it was easy to find out that she was the real rich lady, and that Gu Jinyu was a falsely acclaimed heiress. _{freēwēbnovel.com}