The Prime Minister s Darling

Chapter 331: 179 Father-In-Law (First Update)

Xiao Liulang wasn’t fooled by the kid that easily.

Mainly, because the monthly rent Little Jingkong paid was safeguarded by Gu Jiao. Although he could use it anytime, Gu Jiao controlled every detail.

If a month’s rent wasn’t paid, Gu Jiao could immediately sense the two’s mischief.

Little Jingkong, who was so fond of exploiting his bad brother-in-law, was now offering him free rent. What big trouble could that be bringing him?

Gu Jiao was not a fool nor was she easily duped.

Xiao Liulang firmly rejected Little Jingkong’s bribe.

Little Jingkong had mistakenly thought his bad brother-in-law was straightforward and honorable, which brought him both distress and embarrassment.

He nervously waited for Jiaojiao to pick him up from Guozijian after school, longing and fearing to meet her at the same time. He had never felt such a strong conflict before.

Gu Jiao was in trouble. She went out of nowhere, stumbled into a carriage, and crushed someone underneath her.

Finally regaining her senses after a daze, she quickly got up from the man beneath her and took a hard look at him. “Sir, are you alright?” she asked.

Could Marquis Xuanping be alright?

He was nearly choked to death.

As the renowned military marquis of Zhan Country, who had faced numerous battles and enemies and earned outstanding military services, he didn’t ask for a glorious death, but at least he didn’t want to die in such a humiliating manner.

He pondered how the history books would record his death – military marquis, Xiao Ji, choked to death, aged, an uncertain number of years.

Damn!

Marquis Xuanping mentally cursed Chang Jing, who had dispatched the horse carriage a hundred times. Subsequently, he felt a pair of delicate little hands gently kneading from his back, passing under his arms and lifting him up. The hands clasped his abdomen tightly and pushed upwards.

He felt a surge of breath from his chest, and the date stuck in his throat was coughed up.

Meanwhile, Chang Jing finally crouched down, turned over the hood of the carriage, and found his hidden weapon, the little ball!

Chang Jing put away the little ball, took the carriage hood in his hands, turned around and was about to set it on the carriage, but then he saw a very pale Marquis Xuanping staring at him.

There was also a young girl by Marquis Xuanping’s side.

Chang Jing: Uh… what just happened?

Marquis Xuanping’s mouth twitched as if he was about to have a stroke.

Chang Jing blinked, realizing he might have annoyed the Marquis again, and said, “I was looking for my little ball.”

Marquis Xuanping: I’m less important to you than a ball!

Slowly and carefully, Chang Jing put the carriage hood back onto the carriage, while gently reminding, “Watch out above.”

Marquis Xuanping: Oh, so now you care about people! Did you think I was dead just now?!

Meanwhile, four formidable imperial guards were approaching.

Marquis Xuanping was entrusted by his sister, the Empress Xiao, to pick up his little nephew, Qin Chuyu, from Guozijian. It was said that Qin Chuyu had caused a ruckus in Guozijian and Empress Xiao could not leave the palace, and the crown princess was confined, so the task had to be assigned to her brother.

Marquis Xuanping didn’t flaunt his status. He just rode in an inconspicuous carriage, with Chang Jing as the coachman.

Therefore, none of the four men recognized the carriage to be Marquis Xuanping’s.

They pursued all the way, and the girl suddenly disappeared, almost certainly hiding in the carriage.

Without asking if there were any other people in the carriage, they immediately decided to catch her.

A flicker of killing intent flashed in Chang Jing’s eyes as he jumped up in the air and kicked all four men flying away.

Gu Jiao murmured from behind the curtain, he’s so agile!

Wait a minute, this guy looks familiar.

Gu Jiao had indeed met Chang Jing before, when she was buried under the ruins of the Music Hall. It was Chang Jing who came with the personal guards of Marquis Xuanping’s residence and removed the large stone slab.

Unfortunately, she only had a glimpse and didn’t see his face.

The four imperial guards were soon defeated and the fourth prince rode over.

While others might not recognize Marquis Xuanping’s carriage, he couldn’t possibly mistake it, especially with Chang Jing standing in front of the carriage.

Chang Jing seldom emerged from the hidden ranks, and only recently had he begun to reveal his identity.

The fourth prince immediately guessed who was sitting in the carriage. He dismounted and bowed to the carriage, laughing and saying, “Uncle.”

Marquis Xuanping was the brother of the Empress, the mother of all the princes. Therefore, the fourth prince could indeed call him uncle.

Whether Marquis Xuanping accepted him as his nephew was another matter entirely.

There was no response from inside the carriage.

As a prince, the fourth prince was a monarch and Marquis Xuanping, despite being his biological uncle, was expected to perform the rituals of a servant before him.

But Marquis Xuanping had been arrogant for a long time. Not just an ordinary prince like the fourth one, but even the crown prince must call him uncle with respect.