The Prime Minister’s Darling

Chapter 161: 112 Empress Dowager (first night watch)_3

No matter what, he couldn’t let any trouble happen in their house.

Gu Jiao grabbed him with both hands and took him to Gu Xiaoshun’s room.

The old lady hit him without mercy, a large bump rose on his head, and a bit of blood seeped out. Gu Jiao medicated him and wrapped it with a bandage.

Next, Gu Jiao took out a silver needle and pricked a few points on his acupoint.

The Duke of An slowly opened his eyes.

Though the Duke of An’s features were not extraordinarily delicate, there was an attractive air about him that would make anyone fall for him.

His eyes were very charming, only his gaze seemed somewhat amiss.

Gu Jiao looked at him curiously and waved in front of his eyes. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

He didn’t react.

What’s the situation?

Is he blind?

At this time, it was dark outside and in the room was lit by a dim oil lamp.

Gu Jiao turned up the wick to make it brighter, but he still could not see.

Yet he did not panic, and did not exhibit any abnormality. He closed his eyes calmly: “My eyes hurt.”

Hiding the fact that he could not see was his first response upon waking up, rather than asking where he was or who she was.

What a strange man.

Since he had said so, Gu Jiao naturally wouldn’t expose him. After all, who could guarantee what the consequences would be if she did so.

The more you know, the quicker you die.

“Then keep your eyes closed. I’ll go find some herbs for you,” Gu Jiao said as she haphazardly applied some mint leaves wrapped in a piece of cloth onto his eyes.

“Jiaojiao!” A small voice peeked in from the door, “Has he woken up?”

It was a child’s voice.

The Duke of An began to guess Gu Jiao’s identity. If he wasn’t wrong, she should be the woman who had a conflict with his sister that day.

But wasn’t she the daughter of Duke Ding’an?

Why would she live here?

“He’s awake,” Gu Jiao replied. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes, I’m hungry,” Xiaojingkong honestly nodded, then asked, “Is he okay?”

Gu Jiao whispered, “He’s okay. His eyes are just uncomfortable.”

Xiaojingkong asked again, “Will he blame my aunt?”

Gu Jiao looked at the Duke of An, “We’ve had several robberies at home recently. You came in through the back door, so my aunt mistook you for a thief.”

“It’s my fault,” said the Duke of An.

“He doesn’t blame my aunt,” Gu Jiao said to Xiaojingkong, “Go and have some snacks first. I will cook soon.”

Only then did Xiaojingkong leave with relief.

Listeting to Gu Jiao’s voice, The Duke of An had a hard time associating her with the woman who slapped his sister and Gu Jinyu. It seemed as if her patience and tenderness were reserved only for her family.

When everyone else was gone, Gu Jiao asked: “What brings the Duke of An here all of a sudden?”

Initially, she was only guessing. Her calling him Duke of An confirmed her identity, as those who had not met him could hardly recognize him.

The Duke of An obviously couldn’t tell her that he suspected the Empress Dowager was hiding in their house. He hesitated for a moment before saying: “To be frank, I came to apologize. I am sorry my sister had caused Miss Gu such discomfort.”

Gu Jiao: “Oh.”

The Duke of An couldn’t tell if she believed him or not: “You mean… the one who knocked me out was your aunt?”

Gu Jiao said, “What about it?”

The Duke of An laughed indifferently: “She’s quite strong.”

It seemed that she wasn’t the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager would recognize him.

When the Duke of An was about to excuse himself, a small squeaky voice came from the backyard, “Jiaojiao! Auntie is stealing sweets again!”

“I didn’t! Don’t tell lies, little monk!”

“I’m not a monk!”

“You’re a little bald head!”

That voice….

The Duke of An shivered, his whole body froze!