The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292: 162 Overwhelming Power (First Update)

On the other side, Gu Changqing led his horse, escorting Gu Jiao back to Bishui Alley.

He couldn’t figure out why the Capital City’s infamous thief, Fei Shuang, would know Gu Jiao. Perhaps Gu Jiao was overthinking it.

Fei Shuang always stole valuables, either treasures or state secrets. The most valuable item in Gu Jiao’s small basket was just a tiny first aid kit.

Even if it was filled with premium medicinal herbs, it wouldn’t pique Fei Shuang’s interest, would it?

Could it be that she was really after Gu Jiao herself?

But Gu Changqing didn’t believe there was anything suspicious about Gu Jiao.

Or maybe… Fei Shuang was actually targeting the Marquis Residence instead?

“We’re here,” Gu Jiao’s voice interrupted Gu Changqing’s thoughts.

Gu Changqing looked towards the mansion behind Gu Jiao. It was a smaller place than his own courtyard, but it radiated a unique aura. He couldn’t quite place what was different about it, but it was somehow inviting.

“Would you like to come in for a bit?” Gu Jiao asked.

“No, I have to go back to the residence,” answered Gu Changqing.

He really should be back by now; after dropping off Gu Yan and witnessing a brawl, he went over for a moment before returning with Gu Jiao.

It was getting late.

Gu Jiao gazed at him with clear eyes: “Thank you.”

“I didn’t really do anything.” By the time he arrived, Fei Shuang had already left. He thought even if he hadn’t shown up, this girl would have been alright on her own.

While Gu Jiao might have been fine, she might not have been able to recover the first aid kit so easily.

Of course, that wasn’t what Gu Jiao was thanking him for.

Gu Jiao gave a small smile, “Thanks for taking Gu Yan out. He really enjoyed himself.”

Earlier when she was seeing patients on Vermilion Bird Avenue, she saw Gu Yan on Gu Changqing’s horse, a few strings of crystal-clear candied hawthorns in his hand and a smug grin on his face.

In his growing years, Gu Yan really lacked a father’s presence. What the Marquis couldn’t offer him, Gu Changqing did.

Gu Jiao had never seen Gu Yan look so self-satisfied.

Some stability can be provided by Gu Jiao, but some courage can only be given by a father or brother.

This delicate boy, who could barely lift a bucket of water, was slowly beginning to spread his wings.