The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418: 210 Father and Son (Second Update)

Xuanping decided to personally pay Xiao Liulang a visit.

“Where does he live?” Xuanping asked Steward Liu.

“Bishui Alley.” Steward Liu announced Xiao Liulang’s exact address with Gu Jiao.

Xuanping took a carriage to Bishui Alley.

The carriage was driven by Chang Jing.

As Xiao Liulang had just passed his exams, the alley was particularly lively that day, with carriages jamming up the entrance.

Xuanping’s carriage couldn’t make its way through.

He sighed.

Never did he realize that it would be so difficult to visit his illegitimate son.

Xuanping got out of the carriage and walked, with Chang Jing following behind him. The two men strutted into the alley, one after the other.

They didn’t need directions to find the mansion of the boy; its doors were wide open with visitors coming and going continuously.

Suddenly, Xuanping said to Chang Jing, “Find a place and sit down. No matter what happens, do not come over.”

Chang Jing: “Okay.”

After saying that, Xuanping left for Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao’s mansion.

He expected Chang Jing to find a quiet place, yet Chang Jing, being the thorough executionist he was, found a corner, stuffed his hands into his sleeves, squatted down, and remained still.

When Xuanping arrived at the mansion, a group of guests had just left, and Xiao Liulang was about to close the gate when a big hand landed on the door frame.

Xiao Liulang swung the door open to take a look.

Xuanping: well, no reaction at all.

Each day, Xiao Liulang grew even more unfazed by what the world threw at him. Seeing Xuanping, he asked in a rather thrifty manner, “What’s the matter?”

Such indifferent behavior! If he were really Xiao Hen, Xuanping would be pissed.

Xuanping took a deep breath and asked: “Are you…”

“Not.” Xiao Liulang interrupted him without courtesy.

Xuanping tilted his head slightly, looking at him in confusion, “Not what now? I was not done asking!”

The expression on Xiao Liulang’s face remained utterly unchanged, “Even if you asked, I’m not.” _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

Xuanping felt his chest tighten.

Xiao Liulang removed Xuanping’s hand from the door, and to Xuanping’s surprise, began to close the door.

Xuanping: this little brat!

But of course, Xuanping was raised in a military camp. His agility was not to be trifled with, he jumped and made it into the courtyard instantly.

Thud!

The door closed, yet, Xuanping was inside the courtyard!

Xuanping raised an eyebrow at Xiao Liulang.

But Xiao Liulang couldn’t care less about Xuanping’s grimace, he turned to walk into the house.

Xuanping had anticipated this. He squinted his eyes and began coughing violently with his hand on his chest.

While he coughed, he covered his mouth with a white handkerchief he prepared beforehand. When he removed the handkerchief, it was stained with bright red.

Yes, he was coughing up blood.

He was injured before, fighting Chen’s kingdom several years ago with an existing wound. They won the battle, but his previous injury worsened.

Xiao Hen was aware of this.

Xuanping intentionally spread his handkerchief flat.

You see, I coughed up blood!

But Xiao Liulang wouldn’t even spare a glance.

So that didn’t work?

Xuanping gritted his teeth and fell to the ground.

When it came to shameless antics, nobody in Capital City could beat Xuanping.

Xuanping was determined to play a victim and stood his ground right in front of Xiao Liulang.

But he didn’t expect the ruthless Xiao Liulang to step right over him without uttering a single word-

Xuanping, “…”

Even that wasn’t the worst part, Xiao Liulang barely stepped away when a little monk, Xiao Jingkong, came running over.

Xiao Jingkong looked at Xuanping lying on the ground, “Oh no! Someone fainted here! Huh? Isn’t this the handsome uncle I saw at the post station last time?”

Xiao Liulang responded, “Hmm, you treat him.”

Xiao Jingkong, “Okay, but how should I do it?”

Xiao Liulang, “Do what Jiaojiao does.”

Little Xiao Jingkong tilted his head in thought, and then squatted down to press on Xuanping’s chest with his little hand.

That’s how Gu Jiao resuscitated people.

He copied her motions quite accurately, only hindered by his lack of strength. Despite several attempts, he barely made a dent.

So he decided to use his foot instead.

He kicked off his shoes and jumped onto Xuanping’s body with a swoosh!

Xuanping tightened instantly.