The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 583

Chapter 583: Chapter 281: Marquis Xuanping Makes a Move (First Update)_2

Xuanping Marquis crouched on the ground, twisting his head to glance at Tang Yueshan: "Is Sir Tang ready?"

By this time, many people had heard about the contest between the two heavyweights outside the punishment room, and they had all rushed in to watch, and the outcome was—

Is this what they’re supposed to see?!

Tang Yueshan was extremely embarrassed. He blustered and roared: "What are you all looking at? Don’t you have training to do?!"

The crowd scattered in panic!

Only two lunatics... Oh no. The two bigwigs, their trusted servants, and Gu Changqing remained at the scene.

Gu Changqing was not interested in all this. He sat on the straw mat in the punishment room, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, revitalizing his energy.

Tang Yueshan silently cursed Xuanping Marquis thousands of times in his heart. Then, the contest of marbles was initiated today by the sound of a gong struck by Chang Jing.

Tang Yueshan was initially full of confidence because ever since Xuanping Marquis had injured his waist, he hadn’t practiced martial arts in a long time. He, on the other hand, had been training day and night. His control should be stronger than Xuanping Marquis, at least.

But Xuanping Marquis, with just one move, had rubbed Tang Yueshan’s face in the dirt.

Not a single marble from Tang Yueshan had made it in, but Xuanping Marquis had swiftly shot ten marbles into the holes. Yes, he shot ten marbles with just one shot, smoothly and efficiently, a truly remarkable skill!

Tang Yueshan was stunned.

You bastard, have you been playing marbles instead of training all this time?

Xuanping Marquis let out a faint grunt as if somewhat strained, slowly got up and looked down at Tang Yueshan, whose mind had gone blank: "You have lost, Sir Tang."

Back then, in order to win Chang Jing over as his secret guard, had he not practiced behind closed doors for a long time?

Tang Yueshan could hardly excuse himself if he didn’t realize at this point that he had been tricked by Xuanping Marquis. But what good was realizing it? He had laid his cards out on the table. Could he possibly go back on his words now?

Just then, a servant of the Marshal Residence hurriedly came over, whispering a few words in his ear.

His eyes flickered. He stood up and looked at Xuanping Marquis coldly, then turned his gaze to Gu Changqing in the punishment room. He said disdainfully, "Hmph, I’ll let you off today, Marquis. But if you’ve hurt Mingming, I swear I won’t let the matter rest!"

With that, he tossed away the marbles in his hand and strode off resolutely.

Xuanping Marquis had the marbles picked up. He wiped them clean for Chang Jing and handed them back.

Chang Jing was slightly perturbed.

He didn’t like others touching his marbles.

Xuanping Marquis smoothed out the clothes on Chang Jing’s shoulder, saying soothingly, "I’ll get you a new set next time, the round and shiny kind, huh?"

Chang Jing glared at him gloomily, "You’ve said that thirty-seven times."

Xuanping Marquis laughed awkwardly: "Ahem, have I? I’ll buy them this time, I swear!"

Chang Jing bowed his head and started cleaning his marbles carefully.

Xuanping Marquis reached the entrance of the punishment room and looked at Gu Changqing. Gu Changqing had his eyes half-closed, seemingly indifferent to life and death. He said, "You’re still so young. What could be so unbearable for you?"

Gu Changqing slowly opened his eyes, looking at the damp, somber, obscure wall across him, "I don’t find anything unbearable."

Xuanping Marquis knew when to stop. Without arguing with him, he added, "If you’re in a difficult situation, you could speak to His Majesty."

Gu Changqing calmly responded, "I’m not in a difficult situation."

Not having a difficult situation was the greatest difficulty, because it was something one couldn’t speak of.

Xuanping Marquis chose not to lay bare what he had seen through but just smiled lightly, "Well, everything is settled. It’s time for me to head back and catch up on some sleep. Farewell."

Gu Changqing slightly bowed down in a polite gesture.

Xuanping Marquis yawned as he climbed into the carriage.

Chang Jing sat on the driver’s seat, steering the carriage. Even with eyes closed, Xuanping Marquis knew which direction they were heading. He lazily remarked, "Take me to Ruanxiang Pavilion."

His nap had been interrupted and he knew he wouldn’t sleep well if he went back to his residence. Lying in Ruanxiang Pavilion was not a bad idea.