The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1934

Chapter 1934: Chapter 963: Meeting Madam Nan Again (Part 1)

After Gu Jiao paid her respects to the National Master in the Purple Bamboo Forest, she went to the Operating Room to check on Shangguan Yun.

Shangguan Yun had fallen asleep. Xiao Hen said she felt no discomfort, just a bit hungry.

"She can have some porridge when she wakes up," Gu Jiao said, adding, "I’m going to the Duke Residence, I promised to pick up Jingkong tonight."

Little Jingkong and Long Yi accompanied Anguo Gong back to the residence.

Xiao Hen raised a hand to smooth her hair at the temples: "I’ll come and pick you up later."

"Alright," Gu Jiao agreed, turning to leave the Operating Room.

"Jiaojiao," Xiao Hen called her softly, "Are you okay?"

Gu Jiao hadn’t mentioned the National Master to Xiao Hen, but since Gu Jiao could guess, naturally, Xiao Hen couldn’t remain unaware.

Her emotions were more reserved than most, but as long as she cared deeply about someone, no matter how subtle the emotion, it couldn’t escape her notice.

Gu Jiao paused at the door, suddenly turned back, walked to him, and leaned her forehead against his firm chest.

Whenever she felt down, she sought comfort in his embrace in this way.

Xiao Hen gently wrapped his arm around her slender waist, using the other hand to soothingly stroke her head.

Actually, even if Xiao Hen didn’t notice, she could manage her own emotions, but he always noticed and timely offered her comfort.

Not a single word told her not to feel sad.

She was human too; she could be sad, could grieve, could allow herself not to be so strong.

Shangguan Yun slept all afternoon and finally woke up, the moment she opened her eyes she saw her son and daughter-in-law snuggled together in affection.

She opened her mouth.

Alright, she was full.

Satiated from the display of love.

Xiao Hen held Gu Jiao, soothing her gently.

Gu Jiao’s forehead remained pressed against his warm and firm chest, her delicate hands pinching and squeezing the belt at his waist—a sign her mood was improving.

"Mother’s awake," she whispered.

Xiao Hen’s eyes moved slightly, his lashes quivered.

"I’m leaving now," Gu Jiao said playfully, curling her lips into a smile, then turned to leave the Operating Room, leaving Xiao Hen to face the awkward caught-in-the-act scene by himself.

After leaving the National Master Hall, Gu Jiao mounted Hei Fengqi’s back.

In Zhan Country, she also rode Hei Fengqi, but the feeling was somehow different.

Familiar streets, familiar scents, and the bustling sounds of traffic brought back endless memories.

Tianxiang Academy, polo matches, the selection of Hei Fengqi’s commander... vivid as if they happened yesterday.

Gu Jiao patted Hei Fengqi’s neck, "Boss, to the Duke Residence!"

Hei Fengqi galloped away with Gu Jiao on familiar streets, its aura too strong, easily startling other horses. It avoided crowds as much as possible, trotting through empty alleyways.

Midway, a broken tile suddenly flew toward them, poised to hit Gu Jiao, but Hei Fengqi veered right, nimbly dodging it.

Soon, more tiles and even hidden weapons rained down successively.

Someone was fighting.

"Where do you think you’re going? Today it’s you or me!"

Gu Jiao frowned, recognizing the voice—

"Boss!"

She clenched the reins, her gaze sharp.

Hei Fengqi and she had a battlefield-earned understanding, speeding up, racing forward like lightning.

It was a shabby alley, the wall at the end partially collapsed but still over human height.

Gu Jiao tightened her legs against the horse, her body slightly lifting. Hei Fengqi leapt over the wall.

Gu Jiao didn’t have the Red-Tasseled Spear, but she carried other weapons.

She untied the whip from her waist, swung it with a crack at the two engaged in battle.

The man in black seemed to have the upper hand, thrusting a sword toward the veiled woman on the ground. Suddenly, his sword-wielding wrist was gripped by a powerful force.

Startled, he turned to look.

Hei Fengqi raised its front hoof, stomping down hard on him!

He tried to pull the whip’s owner down from the horse but clearly didn’t have the strength, choosing instead to dodge sideways.

Though it seemed he dodged, Gu Jiao tugged backhanded, flinging his entire body against the solid wall!

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