The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 887

Chapter 887: 408 Coming to Find Me (Three More Chapters)_3

It was somewhat embarrassing.

"Princess Xinyang took the medicine I gave her, and it worked very well. The reason Long Yi brought me there was to treat her illness!"

She spoke with a light and breezy tone, omitting all kinds of dramatic misunderstandings and details.

However, Xiao Liulang, having spent more than a decade with Princess Xinyang, how could he not understand her temperament?

Perhaps the him of the past couldn’t see through it, but now, thinking back, many details no longer matched his memories.

Princess Xinyang was never a simple woman.

If she really wanted to invite someone to treat an illness, she would have sent a sedan chair in a grand manner. Having Long Yi abduct the person was more likely because she had suspicions.

Fortunately, everything indeed turned out to be a misunderstanding.

He couldn’t prevent her from meeting Princess Xinyang because he was incapable of doing so.

It wasn’t something she could avoid if she wanted to; once Princess Xinyang issued an order, Long Yi would find the person no matter where they were, even if it meant searching to the ends of the earth or digging three feet into the ground.

But Long Yi wouldn’t allow anyone to harm her, right?

Just like how he once wouldn’t allow anyone to harm himself.

Upon returning home, the cookies had already cooled down. Gu Jiao sighed—it was a pity; they were tasty cookies.

The night was deep, and everyone at home had gone to sleep. The two of them washed up and returned to their respective rooms.

Little Jingkong was sprawled out on the bedchamber, snoring contentedly.

Xiao Liulang looked at him and for some reason, his thoughts drifted to his own childhood and to the days at the Princess Residence.

Memories flickered through his mind like frames in a film, memories he thought he had long forgotten, yet they became so vivid in the night.

Xiao Liulang closed his eyes, trying to push these memories out of his mind, but the harder he tried, the more tumultuous they became.

"Mom~"

Little Jingkong suddenly mumbled drowsily.

Was the little guy dreaming about having a mother?

Xiao Liulang’s train of thought was interrupted. He pulled Little Jingkong’s clothes down, covering his little belly.

Little Jingkong turned around and snuggled into his arms, babbling some indecipherable dream talk.

Xiao Liulang lifted his long, jade-like fingers to push the little head to one side.

Little Jingkong rolled away but soon rolled back.

Xiao Liulang pushed again.

He rolled again.

In the end, he stopped burrowing into Xiao Liulang’s arms; instead, a little foot arose out of nowhere and ended up smack on Xiao Liulang’s face!

Xiao Liulang: "..."

With Little Jingkong’s antics, Xiao Liulang no longer had the luxury to dwell on other thoughts, and the strange memories in his mind dissipated. He slept well for the rest of the night.

The next day, before it was fully light, he went to the Hanlin Academy.

He arrived even earlier than Kong Mu, who gave him a curious look: "Xiao Xiuzhuan, you didn’t... stay out all night, did you?"

"I went back," Xiao Liulang said.

After the morning roll call, Xiao Liulang went to his office.

Kong Mu couldn’t help but mutter, "So early... He must have had a fight with his wife and got kicked out..."

The results of the official assessment for the six departments were out, and a large number of officials ended up in the ranks needing makeup exams. The Hanlin Academy took on the heavy responsibility of tutoring these officials for their retakes.

A significant number of the officials needing to retake exams were not products of the Imperial examination but were members of families with hereditary official titles, meaning they’d obtained their positions through the achievements of previous generations. The examination skills of this group could be imagined.