The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 917 - 917 421 Scheming Jiaojiao (Two s)

Chapter 917: 421 Scheming Jiaojiao (Two Chapters) Chapter 917: 421 Scheming Jiaojiao (Two Chapters) Princess Xinyang didn’t say to throw it away, nor did she say not to, seemingly indifferent as she turned around and went into the room.

Yujin gazed at her cold and solitary figure, thought for a moment, and decided to bring the food box inside.

…

When Xiao Liulang returned to Bishui Alley, Xiao Jingkong had just come back from the other end of the alley where he had delivered mooncakes. Everyone in the neighborhood took good care of them, so Jiaojiao also made mooncakes for the neighbors.

Xiao Jingkong, having finished delivering the mooncakes, was very happy and bounced around.

He encountered the bad brother-in-law at the doorway, unexpectedly.

He immediately hid his joyous expression, becoming stern and serious, “Where have you been? I couldn’t find you just now.”

Xiao Liulang, listening to his bossy little tone, was both annoyed and amused, “I went to deliver mooncakes, just like you.”

“Oh.” Xiao Jingkong clearly wasn’t satisfied with this not-so-specific answer and asked, “Where did you deliver?”

“To the palace,” Xiao Liulang said, “To my maternal grandmother.”

“Anywhere else?” Xiao Jingkong, with his hands behind his back, tilted his head and looked at him.

Xiao Liulang asked, “Why do you think there’s a ‘anywhere else’ after what I said?”

Xiao Jingkong snorted through his nose, “I just feel like there is!”

The little guy’s intuition was frighteningly strong. Xiao Liulang composed himself and tousled his short hair, “Let’s go inside.”

“Is there or isn’t there?” Xiao Jingkong asked.

“Why are you asking that?” Xiao Liulang said.

Xiao Jingkong puffed out his little chest and said, “I want to know who delivered more mooncakes!”

Xiao Liulang was made to laugh again, “Why do you even want to compare that? Childish.”

Xiao Jingkong stamped his foot and put his hands on his hips, “I’m not childish! At least I don’t wet the bed like you, someone who’s already so grown-up!”

Xiao Liulang tapped his little head with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, “Are you sure the one who wets the bed is me and not you?”

Xiao Jingkong brushed his hand off his head, “It’s you, it’s you, just you! Bleeh bleeh bleeh!”

After sticking out his tongue, the little guy made a face at Xiao Liulang and dashed into the house.

Xiao Liulang chuckled, “And he says he’s not childish.”

The family had a lively dinner in the courtyard, enjoyed the moon, and Fen Lin and Master Lu got drunk. The two men were arm in arm, and nearly made a pledge of brotherhood on the spot.

This was something Xiao Liulang absolutely couldn’t allow, as it would mean his status would become lower, and henceforth, when he saw Fen Lin, he couldn’t just call him Fen Lin but would have to call him Uncle Master Fen.

Xiao Liulang timely stuffed a five-nut filling mooncake into Fen Lin’s hands, preventing the sudden pledge of brotherhood.

“Fen Lin is drunk, keep an eye on him tonight,” said Xiao Liulang to Lin Chengye.

Fen Lin was still living in Lin Chengye’s mansion, paying a little bit of friendly rent each month.

“I, will do,” said Lin Chengye.

It was getting late, and Lin Chengye, supporting a completely drunk Fen Lin, stood up to say goodbye.

On the other side, Nanxiang and Master Lu were also preparing to leave.

Master Lu was in a drunken daze, patting Xiao Liulang on the shoulder and said, “Your master’s wife said she has seen you, heh heh heh.”

Nanxiang smiled and said to Xiao Liulang, “He’s drunk, don’t mind his nonsense.”

“It’s fine,” Xiao Liulang didn’t take it to heart.

Gu Xiaoshun and Gu Yan helped the drunken Master Lu into the carriage. Gu Xiaoshun was worried about his master and mistress returning home like this, “I’ll take care of Master tonight.”

Such a big man getting drunk to this extent worried him that Mistress wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Nanxiang, who could handle even ten drunk men, smiled slightly, “…Okay then.”

Bringing her son back home seemed like a good idea too.

“Xiaoshun will come with us, I’ll take him to class tomorrow morning,” Nanxiang told Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang.

The young couple had no objections.

Xiao Jingkong waved goodbye.

“Goodbye, Master Lu!”

“Goodbye, Mistress Nan!”

“Goodbye, Brother Fen Lin!”

“Goodbye, Brother Chengye!”

His small voice saying goodbye echoed throughout the alley.

The next day, there were no classes in Guozijian for beginners, so Gu Jiao took Xiao Jingkong to visit their maternal grandmother in the Imperial Palace. On their way, they made a detour to pick up Xu Zhuzhu, who was also on a school holiday, from the Ministry of War’s Residence and brought him along to the palace.

The prince’s disguise that Qin Chuyu had worn vanished during a dark and stormy night. Now, both Xiao Jingkong and Xu Zhuzhu knew he was the empress’s son. To cover up his own deceitful behavior, Qin Chuyu deftly turned the blame toward Xiao Jingkong: “The Empress Dowager is his grandmother too! He, he, he kept it hidden even longer than I did!”

Xiao Jingkong had enrolled in Guozijian first and had been calling the Empress Dowager ‘Grandmother’ back then, whereas Qin Chuyu transferred later.

When it came to the history of deception, Xiao Jingkong’s was indeed somewhat more seasoned than Qin Chuyu’s.