The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: 67 is disappointing

Is there anything wrong with his physical health?

Gu Jiao brought the child back to the room for a check-up, but found nothing wrong.

Having lived two lives, she’d seen people faint at the sight of blood, faint at the sight of a needle, but this was the first time she’d seen someone faint at the sight of meat. Truly, you live and learn.

The others were also surprised, but upon hearing the young fellow snoring, they knew he was fine.

When Xiaojingkong woke up, the meat on the table was gone. He leaned over the table and burst into tears!

“My meat! My meat! My meat…”

Everyone: It’s not that we didn’t leave any meat for you, it’s that you simply can’t eat it.

Comforting others wasn’t Gu Jiao’s strong suit, so the old lady personally stepped in. She had deceived the world’s most powerful people before; a little kid was nothing to her!

In a short while, the old lady had comforted and quieted him.

After leaving the old lady’s room, Xiaojingkong went to Gu Jiao’s room and tearfully said to Gu Jiao, “The meat said it doesn’t want to be eaten by me.”

Gu Jiao was flabbergasted: “Ah… it doesn’t want to be eaten by you…”

With teary eyes, Xiaojingkong bravely said, “Granny said it was because I’m still too small. When I grow up, it will be willing to be eaten by me.”

Gu Jiao was completely impressed by her Granny’s wit. Who could think of such an excuse? She must have deceived many people before, right?

The old lady couldn’t remember clearly either. She only vaguely felt that she had indeed deceived quite a lot of people, both more and less powerful than her, all fooled by her convincingly.

After Xiao Liulang bathed Xiaojingkong, he, wearing his little pajamas, returned to Xiao Liulang’s, umm, scratch that, his own room!

Having cleaned herself, Gu Jiao was also preparing to rest.

At this moment, Xiaojingkong walked over with a small pillow.

“What’s wrong?” Gu Jiao looked at him, “Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

Xiaojingkong opened his watery eyes wide: “My bed says it doesn’t want me to sleep on it tonight.”

Gu Jiao was struck, why did that sound so familiar?

Could it be… he’s taken a piece of faulty logic and applied it elsewhere?

Gu Jiao crossed her arms: “Your bed didn’t say that.”

Xiaojingkong: “It did.”

Gu Jiao: “It didn’t; It can’t talk.”

Standing straight, Xiaojingkong said, “How does Jiaojiao know it can’t talk? Even my meat can talk, so my bed should be able to as well!”

Gu Jiao: “…” I’m speechless and can’t argue against that.

Gu Jiao sternly went to find the old lady.

Whoever indoctrinated him with this faulty logic should fix it!

The old lady promptly bolted the door, laid down on the bed and covered her head with the quilt: “I’m sleeping! I’m sleeping!”

Gu Jiao: “…”

It’s not right to be so irresponsible. After deceiving the boy, you don’t even provide after-sales service. Bad review!

Gu Jiao wouldn’t use force on a small child, so she eventually took Xiaojingkong back to her own room.

Xiao Liulang didn’t say a word throughout.

Xiaojingkong, with a victorious little expression, waved at Xiao Liulang: “I’m going to sleep in the main room tonight then! Don’t miss me too much!”

Xiaojingkong, gleefully hugging his pillow, bounced around on Gu Jiao’s bed for a while, tired himself out and fell asleep.

If Xiaojingkong thought he could sleep with Gu Jiao all night like this, then he was too naive.

As soon as he fell asleep, Xiao Liulang came over with his walking stick and unceremoniously lifted him back to the main room.

No scheme is the deepest scheme, your brother-in-law is still your brother-in-law!

When Xiaojingkong woke up and found himself lying on the bed in the main room, he went through an expected bout of heartbreak!