The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 770

Chapter 770: 358 Palace Sand (Second Watch)

If others thought they could safely return to the Capital City after abandoning Marquis Gu, they were too naive.

The Marquis of Xuanping blocked their way and removed their wheels one by one.

There, where there is neither village in sight nor shops around, they were helplessly stranded!

Of course, some, who had not offended Xiao Liulang, also had their wheels removed by the Marquis of Xuanping.

This was aiding them, not harming them.

The Marquis of Xuanping would not make things difficult for them in the future, but if he let them go, those who displeased Xiao Liulang might rather make things difficult for them.

So, he might as well take all their wheels!

Xiao Liulang was oblivious to the way Marquis of Xuanping was waylaying people halfway. He had slept poorly last night, woke with a bit of a headache this morning, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep in the carriage.

He slept heavily and by the time he woke up, he had already arrived in the Capital City.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying in a room filled with a familiar atmosphere.

He sat up abruptly and looked at the shark gauze curtains of the bedchamber, then at the Jiangnan landscape screens in front of the bed. He even turned around to look at the pillow he had just rested on.

Everything was just like he remembered, even the scent of fruits and flowers in the room was exactly the same as in his memory.

This was the Princess Residence.

Princess Xinyang and Lady Xiao did not get along well. Lady Xiao did not like Princess Xinyang’s offspring and was very cold to little Xiao Hen. Therefore, Princess Xinyang decided to live in the Princess Residence with her son.

Although it was connected with the Marquis Residence, Xiao Hen barely went over to Lady Xiao’s side.

Xiao Liulang took off the covers and got out of bed.

"Young Master, you’re awake!" A maid came into the room with a stack of clothes.

He remembered this maid, Shihua.

She had matured a lot compared to four years ago. He found it a little awkward at first, but he accepted her current appearance the second time he looked.

Her expression and smile were so natural that it seemed as if he had never left in the last four years.

"Sister Shihua! Sister Shihua!"

Another little maid rushed in clumsily. It was Xi Que, a child of a servant in the house who was only eight years old four years ago, and now she was twelve.

She saw Xiao Liulang and saluted with a grin, "Young Master! You’re awake! The Marquis is waiting for you to dine!"

If Xiao Liulang hadn’t gone through life and death, this scene might have truly made him feel dazed.

He looked at the two of them flatly and said, "I am not the young master. You have mistaken me for someone else. Where are my clothes?"

The eyes of the two maids instantly showed a hint of panic.

As expected, he wasn’t dreaming; they were the ones putting on a show.

Xiao Liulang breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything was too familiar. For a moment, he almost thought that the four years he had spent among commoners was just a dream and the terrible fire was only a nightmare.

If those were dreams, then the time with Bishui Alley in the countryside was also nothing more than an illusion of a dream.

He slowly sat down in a chair, digesting the lingering fear in his heart.

Xi Que hurriedly came over to pour tea for him.

"I’ll do it myself." He refused.

Xi Que hesitated and moved to one side, anxiously glancing at Shihua.

Shihua shook her head at her, indicating her not to say more.

"My clothes." Xiao Liulang asked again.

"Yes." Shihua came to the wardrobe, opened it, and found Xiao Liulang’s luggage.

She stole several glances at Xiao Liulang. Although he looked similar, his personality was far different.

The young master never put on a stern face with them, always had something to say or laugh about, he was a young master who warmed their hearts.

And this young master’s leg wasn’t lame.

"You can all leave."

Seeing that his plan was ineffective, the Marquis of Xuanping, who had been listening outside the door for quite some time, reluctantly came in.

The two maids sighed with relief and left.

There was no need to go to the Hanlin Academy for duty today, he chose a set of ordinary clothes to change into, then said to the Marquis of Xuanping, "You don’t need to test me anymore, I am not Xiao Hen."

The Marquis of Xuanping said, "I wasn’t testing..."

Xiao Liulang interrupted him, "And you shouldn’t think that as long as I’m Xiao Hen, you can make up for your inner unfulfillment. No matter how many times you test me, a hundred times or a thousand times, I am still Xiao Liulang, the illegitimate son of Chen Yunniang, not your legitimate son, Marquis of Xuanping."

The eyes of the Marquis of Xuanping darkened, "Then you tell me, do there really exist people who look exactly the same in the world?"

"Are they really exactly the same?" Xiao Liulang counter-questioned.

The Marquis of Xuanping’s gaze fell on his right eye.

There originally was a teardrop mole under it, but it was no longer there now.

Xiao Liulang said, "Certainly, if you only wish to consider me as a stand-in for the young master, then that’s up to you."

There’s no one who could replace Xiao Hen!

He didn’t need a stand-in for Xiao Hen!

All he wanted was Xiao Hen! His son, Xiao Hen!