The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 640

Chapter 640: 307 The Truth Revealed (second update) _2

Xiao Liulang closed the door for the emperor and looked at Gu Jiao, "Are you okay?"

The emperor was subjected to an assassination attempt, and she happened to have brought him back; such a coincidence was bound to raise concerns about whether she was in some kind of danger, too.

The reason why the word "pick up" is used is mainly because Gu Jiao has a proclivity for bringing strays home...

First unintentionally bringing home the dowager empress, then the little monk, and then the former High Priest of the Guozijian...

Okay, to be fair, the High Priest was brought home by the old dame, not her.

Gu Jiao initially wanted to say that she was unscathed, but when the words were on the tip of her tongue, she swung her little eyes around and held her hand out, "My hand hurts a little."

"What happened to your hand?" Xiao Liulang instinctively held her hands, carefully examining them all over, from the palms to the back of the hands, the heels to the fingertips.

After looking, he didn’t find a single scratch. He gazed at her questioningly.

"It’s sore," Gu Jiao explained without changing her expression.

Xiao Liulang: "..."

Just as Xiao Liulang was about to retract his hand, Gu Jiao suddenly yelped.

With one hand in his grasp, she lifted her other to cover her left eye, an expression of extreme discomfort on her face.

Xiao Liulang, however, wasn’t so easily fooled this time. He asked casually, "What’s wrong? Is your eye sore too?"

Gu Jiao rubbed her eye, "I’ve got some sand in it."

Caught between not knowing whether to believe if Gu Jiao actually had sand in her eye, Xiao Liulang couldn’t help himself. When he saw her rubbing her eyelids and cheeks red, he lifted her hand away, "Let me take a look."

His slender, jade-like fingers gently rested on her pupil; his thumb landed on her cinnabar birthmark. The birthmark had no temperature, yet his fingertips strangely warmed up.

Perhaps because of the sand, her left eye was red and shone with a tender moisture. The corners of her eyes were also slightly red, filled with a delicate vulnerability like she had just been bullied.

Utterly irresistible.

Xiao Liulang swallowed, his voice hoarse.

He slowly lowered his head, approached her eye, and gently blew on it.

"Is there still sand in there?" he asked softly.

Gu Jiao blinked her eye and pondered, "There is."

He lowered his head again, as if about to kiss her eye.

"Oh no, I didn’t see anything! Carry on!" _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}