The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 684

Chapter 684: 323 The Biggest Local Tycoon (double update)_3

Poor Xiao Liulang swaggered into the room, slapping down a brocade box twice the size of Xiaoshun’s onto the table.

The three younger brothers widened their eyes, looking at the brocade box and then at him.

"What is it?" Xiaoshun asked.

Xiao Liulang responded with action. He opened the box, meticulously taking out the items inside to display on the table. The first item was a token from the Renshou Palace, the second, a night light pearl the size of a fist, followed by a thousand-year warm jade inkstone, and then...

He moved gracefully and unhurriedly, and it took the instrumental quarter of an hour to finish unloading the box’s contents.

The table was completely covered!

The eyes of the three young men were popping out of their heads.

Xiaoshun gaped, "Did... did Granny give you all these?"

Such amazing things!

Xiaoshun: "Which one is mine?"

Xiao Liulang extended his slender fingers and gauged the gifts for a while, then picked up a gold lock that was dazzling: "Mine."

Xiaoshun swallowed.

He then picked up the thousand-year warm jade inkstone: "Mine."

Gu Yan swallowed.

Next, he picked up an emerald Turkish knife: "Also mine."

Gu Xiaoshun swallowed.

"Mine again."

"Also mine."

"Ah, seems like they are all mine." Suddenly, he became the top local tycoon at home!

After showing off his spoils, Xiao Liulang put away the last Renshou Palace token and strutted back to his room.

Everyone: "....."

Why did their brother-in-law suddenly irritate them so much?!

Gu Jiao knew nothing about her husband’s childish behavior. She had just left the Medical Hall and got on the carriage heading for Xianle Inn.

She wanted to find out who was actually behind Xianle Inn.

She had a feeling that the person who attempted to assassinate her had some connection with the mastermind behind Xianle Inn, and she also suspected that Yuan Tang had a powerful confederate in the Capital City.

In short, all the answers were in Xianle Inn.

The token of Xianle Inn that Gu Jiao owned wasn’t taken away by Mo Qianxue, so she easily entered Xianle Inn with it.

She was still dressed as a young nobleman, wearing a half-face silver mask that subtly concealed her contours.

The only problem was that her chest binding was too tight. It couldn’t be helped; her growth in stature and on her chest were significant, and oversize bindings were the only way to disguise her feminine figure.

But it was so hot.

Gu Jiao wiped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve and walked towards the centre of the Grand Hall.

She didn’t plan to find the courtesan she met last time directly, instead, she wanted to wander and listen around first.

Everyone appreciates beauty, and it had to be said that the courtesans of Xianle Inn were eye-catchingly gorgeous, like women from a painting.

While Gu Jiao was roaming around, a peony flower suddenly hit her shoulder.

It was an old rule at Xianle Inn: whoever was hit by a flower was regarded as being chosen by a courtesan, and they would be honored to be the courtesan’s first-choice guest.

This time, it was a woman in a yellow dress. She had delicate features and a charming but not vulgar demeanor, exuding an attractiveness that was not demonic.

The courtesans of Xianle Inn were not tainted by worldly affairs. They were well-versed in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, prose, even classical essay writing and arithmetic. It was indeed an honor to catch their eyes.

Gu Jiao hesitated while looking at the peony flower in her hand.

Within that moment, the maidservant of the woman in yellow came downstairs gracefully, bowed respectfully to Gu Jiao, and said, "Young Master, my mistress invites you."

Despite being on the second floor, once the yellow-dressed woman had thrown a flower at her, no one dared to throw a flower at her again. After all, last time she was nearly drowned in flowers.

Gu Jiao didn’t think she had lost her appeal, rather, this courtesan in Xianle Inn seemed to have an extraordinary status.