The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63: 63 Siblings

At the sight of Gu Jiao’s eyes, Gu Yan knew she remembered him. A hint of joy spread across his normally indifferent handsome face.

The moment Gu Jiao saw him smile, her mood brightened. She was about to approach him to greet him when she saw him put his finger to his lips.

Gu Jiao immediately understood and lowered her gaze, pretending to see nothing.

Though these guards were from the Warm Spring Villa, they hadn’t encountered Gu Jiao before, hence, they didn’t recognize her. Since Gu Jiao seems unbothered, they continued their search.

Once they were out of sight, Gu Jiao approached the carriage.

It was a common folk’s carriage, very rudimentary. It was a good disguise that the guards would never suspect that their precious Young Master from the Marquis Residence might be hiding in it.

The coachman was a local, paid well in silver, he wouldn’t spill the secrets.

Gu Jiao pulled back the curtain and turned to the delicate and sickly young man in front, asking, “What brings you here? And why did you lose your guards?”

“I came to look for you,” Gu Yan honestly replied.

“To look for me? Are you feeling unwell?” Gu Jiao subconsciously reached in to check his pulse, only remembering mid-way that she was a mere assistant in the Marquis Residence.

She silently withdrew her hand.

A slight smile appeared on Gu Yan’s pale face, “I know it’s you.”

How did he discover that?

Did she accidentally reveal something?

Gu Jiao felt slightly baffled.

Gu Yan was amused by her confusion, “Others might not know, but you can come in.”

Her secret seems to be increasingly difficult to keep. First, it was the old man, then the second master and the old doctor, and now the Young Master of Marquis Residence.

But Gu Jiao decided to keep denying, “I wasn’t the one who treated you; it was Doctor Li from Huichun Hall. I’m just his little assistant!”

Gu Yan smiled gently, “Alright, little assistant, are you coming in? If not, they are going to find me.”

After a moment of hesitation, Gu Jiao climbed into the carriage.

She sat down beside Gu Yan.

This carriage was so shabby, Gu Jiao was surprised that the Young Master could bear it.

But for Gu Yan, there was no hardship, as long as he could see her.

Gu Yan smiled and extended his thin, pale wrist, “Little assistant, do you want to check my pulse?”

Gu Jiao replied calmly, “It may not be accurate.”

Gu Yan nodded with a smile, “Sure.”

After checking his pulse, Gu Jiao found that it was much steadier than before.

Then she opened the first aid kit and brought out a stethoscope.

“What’s this?” Gu Yan asked curiously.

“A stethoscope. Now take off your clothes.” Doctor Gu said indifferently.

Gu Yan was startled, “……”

Gu Jiao unbuttoned his clothes and placed the stethoscope inside.

The heart rhythm was still irregular with some noise. The medicine for heart failure seemed to be working on him, but it wasn’t magical.

“You must be suffering, right?” Gu Jiao withdrew the stethoscope.

Gu Yan lowered his head, his slender pale fingers buttoning up his clothes, “It’s not that bad, truly. It’s better than before.”

He had been suffering from heart disease for many years and hadn’t experienced what it was like to be normal. Any improvement, no matter how slight, was a relief to him.

“I apologize for the incident with the jade ring.” Gu Yan suddenly spoke up.

Gu Jiao was taken aback, she had almost forgotten about it since it didn’t matter if irrelevant people misunderstood her. “It was I who took your ring first; it’s me who should apologize to you.”

Gu Yan hated to be treated distantly by her: “I don’t want your apology.”

Gu Jiao smiled briefly and did not continue on the subject: “Why did you lose your guards?”

“They’re annoying,” Gu Yan replied.

Gu Jiao lifted the curtain and looked at the man in black on the ground: “But you might be attacked.”