The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 894

Chapter 894: Family of Three (First Update)

The rain poured down.

The Vermilion Bird Avenue was shrouded in a mist of rain.

Princess Xinyang sat in front of the window, quietly watching the heavy rain in the courtyard.

She was dressed in her nightgown, as if she had just climbed out of bed.

Yujin came out of the Flower Room, folded her umbrella, shook off the raindrops, handed it to a maid beside her, then she turned around to enter the room and said to Princess Xinyang, "That peony survived, but it can’t go on like this. A few more rains like this and not even the great immortals could save it."

Princess Xinyang didn’t say anything, just silently enjoyed the rain.

"The rain is blowing in." Yujin walked over, removed the stick that was propping up the windowsill, lowered the window, and said, "After this rain, it should start to cool down, which is just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

With no more heavy rain to watch, Princess Xinyang dropped her gaze but remained silent.

Yujin looked deeply at her, "Princess, are you troubled by something?"

"I just had a dream," Princess Xinyang said, "I dreamt of that child."

Yujin’s eyes flickered, and she tentatively asked, "The young marquis?"

"Yes." Princess Xinyang readily admitted, pinching her left sleeve with her right hand, "He was calling out to kill me."

Yujin’s expression changed slightly, "Princess!"

Princess Xinyang just smiled faintly.

Yujin wanted to say more but stopped herself, sighing, "It’s getting late, Princess. You should rest early."

...

Xiao Liulang woke up in the middle of the night; he lay on the soft bedchamber, disoriented for a good while before he remembered that he seemed to have fallen asleep at the desk. But why was he now in a bed? It didn’t even seem to be his own.

"Awake?"

Gu Jiao’s voice came from beside his ear.

The rain outside had lessened, the torrential downpour had turned into a drizzle of autumn rain, bringing an instant chill of fall with it.

A yellowish light from the oil lamp still lingered on the candlestick.

Xiao Liulang turned his head to look at Gu Jiao lying beside him; her expression and voice were clear, evidently, she hadn’t slept at all.

The remnants of anxiety in his dream began to dissipate, bit by bit, under her gentle gaze.

"What happened to me?" As he spoke, he realized how hoarse his voice was, barely recognizing it as his own, and he felt a swelling pain in his throat.

Gu Jiao explained, "You got caught in the rain today and fell ill. You had a high fever before your family returned, and it was Jingkong who took care of you."

Xiao Liulang was stunned, "He... took care of me?"

That child monk knew how to take care of others?

Gu Jiao’s lips curved slightly, pointing to the cooling sticker on his forehead, "This is what he put on you."

When little Jingkong had high fever from chickenpox, Gu Jiao had put one on him, and they had a box of them at home. She hadn’t expected he would remember and actually find and apply one to Xiao Liulang by following her example.

Xiao Liulang felt the cool and soft object on his forehead, belatedly feeling the coolness.

Without being told, he could guess it was something from her first aid kit; he had seen it applied to the three of them before.

Xiao Liulang had already grown quite accepting of the strange items that appeared in the first aid kit, but he was rather surprised that little Jingkong could actually take care of him.

"The little guy knows how to take care of people?" he muttered to himself.

Gu Jiao’s lips curved again, "Not only that, he also fed you water, but you don’t remember. It was raining heavily, no one was at home, and he put on his little raincoat and went to the Medical Hall to bring Doctor Song to the house." _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

"He... went that far?"

Xiao Liulang was even more surprised.

The little fellow was always up to mischief at home, often talking back to him and causing everyone to be in a flurry, which made it easy to mistake him for a naughty and immature child.

But in truth, he was much more resilient and sensible than other children his age.

Gu Jiao looked at him, "So surprised?"

Xiao Liulang admitted candidly, "I just didn’t expect him to care so much about me."

Gu Jiao said, "Compared to me, he’s even more worried about you. He says you don’t know how to take care of yourself, going out in the rain without an umbrella, even worse than a little child."

Xiao Liulang explained, "I didn’t expect it to rain when I left."

He had left home too early; it was still dark outside, and he couldn’t make out the sky. When Jingkong went out, dawn was breaking, and he had just learned "Red sky in morning, sailors take warning; red sky at night, sailors’ delight" in the Guozijian.

So, he took his own umbrella and raincoat with him.

Truly a child who brings peace of mind.

Gu Jiao smiled slightly and continued, "Jingkong also said, ’I know brother-in-law leaves early, but couldn’t he buy an umbrella on the way? Does he have to walk in the rain all the way back home, so silly!’"

Xiao Liulang’s lips twitched, this imitation of a complaining tone was spot on.

Gu Jiao went on, "He even asked me if I didn’t give you pocket money, causing you to be unable to afford even an umbrella."

Xiao Liulang: "..."

How could a four-year-old child monk come up with so many ideas?

Gu Jiao uncovered the blanket, got off the bed, handed him a pill, and poured him a cup of hot water, "Since you’re awake, you might as well take your medicine."

Xiao Liulang sat up, took the medicine, and drank the water as well.

It was then that he finally sensed something amiss, "How did I end up on your bed?"

Gu Jiao blinked and said very seriously, "It wasn’t me who carried you here!"

Xiao Liulang: "..."

"Sleep now!" Gu Jiao placed the teacup nicely, and decisively snuggled into the blankets to feign death!