The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 405

Chapter 405: 205 Exposing Fake (Two updates combined into one)_2

“So it’s your dad!” Little Jungkong seemed to realize suddenly.

In rural areas, many grandchildren aged like the emperor, yet Little Jungkong was senior in his family, and he had met the dad of Xu Zhuzhu (Xu Zhozhu is a later-life child), Xu’s dad was even older than Chu Yu’s dad, so Little Jungkong quite accepted this fact.

Little Jungkong twisted his little butt and climbed down from beloved uncle’s arms.

Qin Chuyu then noticed his feet, it turned out he was carried back by the emperor because he lost his shoes. This news eased Qin Chuyu a bit.

Little Jungkong said, “Your dad is really good looking!”

Qin Chuyu, returning the politeness, said, “Your brother-in-law is also good looking!”

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Little Jungkong who didn’t think bad brother-in-law was good looking: “…”

Little Jungkong hopped into Jiaojiao’s room and switched to a new pair of tiger-head shoes.

There’s plenty of Little Jungkong’s things in Gu Jiao’s courtyard, from clothes, shoes to toys, all available.

As soon as the emperor appeared, Qin Chuyu felt very uncomfortable. He dared not eat desserts or drink milk, just standing there somewhat timidly.

If you ask Qin Chuyu, his biggest fears in life, it would be his uncle, Marquis Xuanping, and the emperor.

Actually, neither of them have ever beaten him; conversely, the queen occasionally gets impatient and would hit his palm with a ruler.

The emperor was pretty upset as well. He really believed this little fellow was a student from Guozijian, even classmates with his son. But how come an eight-year-old child could get along with a four-year-old one?

And why hasn’t he returned to the palace when it’s already dark?

However, in front of outsiders, the emperor did not embarrass his son.

Soon, Xu Zhuzhu returned, panting heavily, “Jungkong, where did you run off to?”

Little Jungkong trotted out, hands on hips, sniggering, “I told you you couldn’t catch me, haha!”

“Who is he?” Xu Zhuzhu’s dad might be an esteemed court official, but he had never seen the emperor.

“He is Chu Yu’s dad.” Little Jungkong introduced.

“Oh.” Xu Zhuzhu greeted politely, “Hello, Uncle Chu!”