The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Good Luck 69

“Why didn’t you just say that you could carry it earlier? You appeared so indecisive. Were you trying to determine which hand to use?”

Marquis Gu felt that if he were to die young, it would certainly be because of this annoying brat.

Thinking about how his own daughter was gentle and adorable then looking at this girl, she was absolutely insufferable!

Thank goodness she’s not his daughter!

Gu Jiao, completely unaware of Marquis Gu’s inner monologue, led the way with the wolf on her back and swiftly exited the forest.

Arriving at the foot of the stairs, she pointed upward, saying, “Follow these stairs up, and you’ll see the temple.”

With that, she turned to ascend the mountain.

Marquis Gu called out to her: “Wait, aren’t you going to lead me up?”

Gu Jiao halted, turned around to face him, and asked in bewilderment, “Why would I lead you up?”

“You…” Marquis Gu briefly lost his breath. He took a deep breath and asked insincerely, “Why do you think I bought your wolf? Do you think I would throw it away immediately after buying it?”

Gu Jiao thought for a moment, then answered seriously, “Because you’re a fool with too much money?”

Marquis Gu felt as if he was about to vomit blood!

Ahhhh!

What kind of infuriating brat is she!

He originally found his son Gu Yan quite irritating, but ever since he met this girl, he’s started to appreciate his son a touch more!

In the end, Maricus Gu was unable to coerce Gu Jiao into guiding him. Truthfully, he already knew how to climb the mountain upon seeing these stairs; he just couldn’t swallow his pride and wanted to order this girl around. However, she was completely unresponsive–

Marquis Gu was understandably upset, but he couldn’t really resort to violence against a girl, especially if there was a high likelihood he would lose in a physical confrontation…

“Next time, if this Marquis sees you again, we’ll be settling old and new accounts together!”

Gu Jiao didn’t even bother to respond, leaving him behind as she sauntered down the mountain!

Marquis Gu clutched his chest, which felt like it was about to burst, and only after calming his emotions did he start to hobble up the mountain.

He went straight to the head monk and introduced himself.

The head monk looked at the blood-stained man before him. He almost thought he was some desperate bandit and was about to call his disciples for an eighteen Arhats formation to eradicate the bandit…

“Oh, it’s Lord Ding’an, please pardon this humble monk for not receiving you earlier,” the head monk said awkwardly.

The Marchioness was a regular at the temple, but this was Marquis Gu’s first visit, so the head monk did not recognize him.

Marquis Gu spoke calmly, “You need not be formal, monk. I came here today because I wanted to inquire about something.”

The head monk looked behind him, “Did you come here alone, Marquis?”

Marquis Gu replied, “Yes.” _{freewebnσvel.cøm}

How could he have gotten lost if he wasn’t alone?

It actually was quite strange that he didn’t dismount his horse. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he had already been given directions to go up. However, because he was riding a horse, it would have been inconvenient for him to climb the stairs, so he thought about taking a shortcut through the forest.

Unexpectedly, he fell into a trap which not only trapped him but caused his horse to disappear too. In the end, he had to honestly climb the mountain by foot.

With the unexpected information from Gu Yan, the head monk knew this was important and instructed his disciples to guard the gate without allowing anyone near it: “You can speak now, Marquis.”

Marquis Gu said directly: “My wife gave birth here on that night. So, I want to know, were there other women that night who also gave birth here at the temple?”

An ominous premonition rose from the pit of the head monk’s stomach: “Why do you ask, Marquis?”

Marquis Gu said flatly: “You don’t have to worry about why I’m asking. You just have to answer me, ‘yes or no?’.”

After mulling it over, the head monk pinched the Buddha bead in his hand: “…Yes.”