The Prime Minister's Darling

Chapter 307: 168 Tricky Little Couple (Second Update)

Gu Changqing arrived at the door and glanced at the tightly closed room door, then looked at Gu Chenglin, “What’s the matter?”

Gu Chenglin said, “Oh, I’m waiting for my second brother to go to Grandmother’s for dinner, he’s changing his clothes.”

Gu Changqing spoke indifferently, “We need to visit the Ling Family tomorrow morning, make sure you both are prepared.”

“Understood.” Gu Chenglin replied.

Gu Changqing turned his gaze back to the closed room door, “Chengfeng, are you alright?”

Gu Chengfeng clenched his teeth as he dressed himself, “I’m alright. Are you going to grandmother’s for dinner tonight, elder brother?”

Gu Changqing said, “I need to go to the military camp. I won’t be back tonight.”

“Then, will you be back for New Year’s Eve?” Gu Chengfeng asked.

The day after tomorrow was New Year’s Eve.

Gu Changqing paused before answering, “I should be back.”

Gu Chengfeng quietly waited inside the room. When he was sure that Gu Changqing’s footsteps had faded into the distance, he threw his bloody clothes into the charcoal basin and burned them all!

Bishui Alley.

Gu Jiao had also returned home.

She had numerous bruises and crush injuries on her body that she couldn’t hide. Therefore, she had no choice but to confess what had happened honestly.

“The building in the music hall collapsed, and I was trapped underneath.”

She didn’t say that she was in the underground storage at the time. However, even if she was on the ground floor, it was possible that she could have fallen through a crack and been trapped.

“Jiaojiao, why did you go to the music hall?” Xiaojing asked in shock, wide-eyed, full of worry and sadness.

Gu Jiao gently stroked his bald head, “Just to look around, it’s a pity, the candied hawthorns that I bought for you are gone.”

The basket was even crushed.

Little Jing dove into Gu Jiao’s arms crying, “I don’t want candied hawthorns! All I want is Jiaojiao!”

Gu Jiao leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the little guy scared in her arms, wondering, is this what it feels like to be needed?

“I’m okay.” She looked at the worried eyes of the people in the room and smiled, “I truly am okay.”

This injury was nothing to her.

But in the eyes of her family, she was severely injured, the kind that isn’t even allowed to get out of bed!

The old lady asked Gu Jiao to rest in bed and not worry about any housework.

Only cooking was an issue—

Everyone sat in the living area, looking at each other.

In the end, Xiao Liulang coughed and said, “Let me cook.”

The whole family: “Don’t you dare!”

Didn’t he know how terrible his cooking was?!

The old lady never did housework, Gu Yan and Xiaojing couldn’t cook either. The only one left was Gu Xiaoshun, but his cooking skills were just slightly better than Xiao Liulang’s.

At this moment, the old lady missed Xue Ningxiang immeasurably.

Ningxiang’s cooking was delicious.

Xiaojing: I concur.

Gu Xiaoshun: I concur.

Gu Yan: I concur.

Xiao Liulang: “…”

In the end, the old lady sighed and went next door.

The old priest was in the room writing couplets when the door was kicked open with a bang.

The old priest was so frightened that he shivered, “I don’t have any hidden cash!”

The old lady put a kitchen knife on his table, “Cook.”

The old priest: “…”

After a quarter of an hour, the old priest, with a gloomy look on his face, appeared in the kitchen next door.

Had a high-ranking national priest really fallen so low that he was forced to become the cook for his old rival?

Forget it, he was only doing this because he couldn’t bear to see his favorite disciple and the little benefactor go hungry.

It was not a concession to the bewitching woman who ruined the kingdom!

However, why were today’s vegetables so green?

Garlic shoots, celery, leafy vegetables, green bean sprouts….

While the old priest chopped vegetables, he silently reassured himself, “My late emperor, don’t worry. I will never let your name be tarnished with the color green!” @@novelbin@@

“Uncle!” Xiaojing shouted in the courtyard.

The Priest immediately put down his knife, “I’m coming!”

The late emperor, his composure nearly shattered: “…”

The old Priest cooked six dishes and a soup, a more lavish spread than Gu Jiao’s cooking.

As Xiaojing couldn’t eat meat, the old priest specially made him vegetarian dishes: Sacked Weiss (tofu stuffed with vegetables), Wise Chen Warehouse (sesame mung bean soup), Wonderful Stratagem (deep-fried tofu), Tripartite Balance (mixed vegetables).

Xiaojing ate heartily.

He even ate all the hated carrots!

He’s not just eating the food, he’s absorbing knowledge!

Only he had the privilege!

Xiaojing shook his head and swayed, looking very pleased.

Not only were the names of the dishes clever that the old priest made, but the taste was also terrific.

The old lady mused: “Hmm, I must have been attracted to your cooking skills back in the day.”

The old priest was startled: No, there was no ‘back in the day’ between us!

The old priest also made a nourishing soup for Gu Jiao.

Xiao Liulang brought the soup and dishes to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao sat against the head of the bed, her eyes shining as she watched him.