The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1349 - 1349 656_2

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“Ah! Young Master Qingchen has arrived!” a female student from Canglan Academy next door couldn’t help but exclaim excitedly.

Miao Ruoxin had seen Mu Qingchen up close at the Duke Residence and wasn’t as excited as they were. She glanced unintentionally at the Duke and found that he seemed quite excited!

His fingers resting on the armrest trembled slightly, and the hollow look in his eyes seemed to regain brightness instantly.

This was the third match.

The Duke hadn’t reacted like this in the first two.

In the past, she wouldn’t have inquired about anything beyond healing, but times had changed. Her status in the Duke’s household was rising and might even become higher in the future.

Naturally, her confidence had grown compared to before.

She turned her head and looked at the couple on another seat, Mr. and Mrs. Jing Er, and asked, “Mr. Jing Er, Mrs. Jing Er, is Young Master Qingchen an old acquaintance of the Duke?”

Of course, he was an old acquaintance. Otherwise, Mu Qingchen wouldn’t have brought a doctor over to treat the Duke.

The reason why Miao Ruoxin asked this was to learn more about the two of them.

There was nothing wrong with revealing this.

Mr. Jing Er said, “When Yinyin was young, my older brother took her to live at Yunxue Villa for a while. Mu Qingchen just so happened to live in the neighboring manor. It was my older brother who taught Mu Qingchen his calligraphy.”

“I see,” Miao Ruoxin nodded.

No wonder the Duke had such a reaction upon seeing Mu Qingchen; he probably regarded Mu Qingchen as his proud protege.

Miao Ruoxin couldn’t help but look at Mu Qingchen again, and just then, Gu Jiao rode her horse from behind, allowing Miao Ruoxin to clearly see her face!

“How is it him?”

Miao Ruoxin looked incredulously at Mr. Jing Er, “Mr. Jing Er, didn’t you tell me that you had inflicted serious injuries on him, leaving him bedridden, and even paid 500 taels of silver as compensation? Look at him now! Does he look like he’s ever been hurt?”

Mr. Jing Er was instantly choked up.

Shit, I forgot about that.

Previously, when Gu Jiao dislocated Miao Ruoxin’s arm, she used treating the Duke as leverage to demand him to capture that youngster.

Unexpectedly, not only did he fail to capture the person, but he also lost 500 taels of silver.

He was humiliated and naturally would not admit to it, so he had to claim that the youngster he was originally going to capture refused to give in, and he went too far in his own attack, crippling the person.

Mrs. Jing Er also looked at Mr. Jing Er, “Yes, that’s what you told me too.”

Mr. Jing Er gave a light cough, looked at Gu Jiao who was testing her mallet’s feel on the polo field, and said earnestly, “I did beat him up! Who told him to get well so fast!”

To divert attention, he stood up swiftly and moved behind his older brother’s wheelchair, “My older brother always loved watching Mu Qingchen play polo, right? Come on, let’s go watch!”

Having said that, he decisively pushed the wheelchair out to the railing.

After the polo players from Tianqiong Academy were in position, those from Pingyang Academy then entered the field from the other side of the track.

All four of them wore black outfits, wielded mallets, and rode proudly on tall horses with sharp eyes, creating an aura that seemed almost immediately to envelop the entire polo field with a powerful murderous intent!

Zhao Wei suddenly touched his arm, “What’s going on?”

Yuan Xiao: Don’t say it, I feel the chill too.

Gu Jiao was still playing with her mallet when she heard the approaching sound of hooves and nonchalantly looked up, just as the four students from Pingyang Academy had ridden up to them.

She distinctly felt that aside from Mu Qingchen’s steed, her own and Zhao Wei and Yuan Xiao’s horses shrank back a little and retreated a few steps.

The battle hadn’t even started, and the horses were already scared.

Gu Jiao frowned.

The leading student from Pingyang Academy glanced at them, his gaze lingering a bit longer on Gu Jiao’s face, but eventually, he looked at Mu Qingchen and said with a hint of determination to win, “I’ve seen your last match. You did have some clever tricks, but this time, you might not be so lucky.”

Mu Qingchen responded indifferently, “The fact that the Han Family has brought out Hei Fengqi for the match shows just how much Pingyang Academy fears Tianqiong Academy.”

Gu Jiao caught two keywords, the Han Family, Hei Fengqi.

The man’s lips twitched, and he tightened the reins and turned his horse around, “The polo match will settle it!”

“The Han Family?” Gu Jiao turned her head to look at Mu Qingchen.

“To be among Shengdu’s four great noble families, every descendant is adept in both literary and martial skills. Back then…,” Mu Qingchen hesitated, wondering if certain things should be left unsaid, but when he saw Gu Jiao’s eager eyes, he sighed and continued.

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