The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 458 - 232 Falling off the Horse (First update)

Chapter 458: 232 Falling off the Horse (First update) Chapter 458: 232 Falling off the Horse (First update) Meanwhile, the Governor Gu, who was recovering from his injuries within the estate, had no idea that his father had gone out and had a few drinks, returning with a newfound paternal status.

He was plotting internally, readying to bring the Yao Family back into the estate after recovery, no matter what. If that girl should try to stop him, he would ask his father, the Old Marquis, to set her straight!

On the other hand, Gu Changqing in the neighbouring compartment was increasingly aware that something was off with the voices he was hearing.

There was no mistaking that it was his grandfather’s voice, but it sounded like he was drunk.

He looked towards Gu Yan who was engrossed in his meal, oblivious to the peculiar noises from the room next door.

Come to think of it, Gu Yan had been sent to the villa around the age of four. Having not returned to the Capital City ever since, he probably did not recall what his grandfather looked like or how his voice sounded.

The drunk words were sporadic and hard to decipher, but Gu Changqing was wary that they were related to impending ill fortune.

Gu Changqing decided to check it out for himself.

“You continue eating; I need to step out for a moment.”

“Oh.”

Gu Yan put down his chopsticks innocently, “Then I’ll wait for you to return.”

He doesn’t like eating alone.

A sudden bout of tenderness washed over Gu Changqing. How was this kid so sensible? Were all children who grew up with his sister this mature?

His sister was also very mature.

Thoughts of Gu Jiao brought a soft, fraternal glow to Gu Changqing’s eyes.

“I’ll be back quickly, continue eating,” Gu Changqing reassured Gu Yan, aware of the young lad’s hunger, and the dinner hour being past due, especially at an age where his body is growing.

Gu Yan nodded but didn’t resume his meal.

Gu Changqing was left with no choice but to make it a quick look-see. He walked over to the next room.

Upon entering the room, he immediately heard, “If he doesn’t call you ‘daddy’, I’ll whoop him!”

Gu Changqing’s heart skipped a beat!

Who was calling who ‘daddy’?

Because Old Madam Ling had visited the estate earlier in the day, Gu Changqing had excused himself from her presence due to his injury. But in reality, he knew that her visit was about his marriage arrangement with Ling Shuixian.

Could it be…that his grandfather was getting drunk with Uncle Ling?

And did his grandfather accept the marriage proposal?

While pondering over these questions, Gu Changqing stepped behind the screen, only to find the Old Marquis slouching heavily against a chair, drunk as a lord, with a young boy in a green robe and mask beside him.

The Old Marquis was very drunk. He didn’t make heads or tails of things anymore, so Gu Jiao took off her mask.

However, a sound at the door startled her, and she hurriedly put the mask back on.

The mask was a new custom-made creation by Gu Chengfeng, delicate and charming. He himself hadn’t worn it once so far.

Therefore, even Gu Changqing, who had seen a portrait of Feishuang, was unable to connect any dots with the graceful mask.

“Who are you?” asked Gu Changqing, his gaze landing on the boy in the green robe.

Gu Jiao turned her head towards Gu Changqing. She mouthed something, her eyes laughing as if to say, “You’d better call me grandpa, you believe me?”

Gu Changqing felt that he understood!

All of the sudden, the Old Marquis blurted in drunken stupor, “Who… are you? Can… you talk… to my… brother… like that…?”

Brother?

Gu Changqing’s jaw almost dropped to the floor.

This boy seems to be about the same age as Gu Yan, right? How did he become his grandfather’s brother?

Also, his grandfather was so drunk that he couldn’t even recognize anybody. Gu Changqing hadn’t realized that his grandfather was such a bad drunk.

Deep inside, Gu Jiao was gloating.

You don’t recognize me, you don’t recognize me, you don’t recognize me.

“Sis?”

A sudden voice of Gu Yan echoed in the room.

Gu Jiao froze in place!

Even though she was heavily disguised, was it possible that she was still recognized?!

Who else could recognize her if not Gu Yan, with whom she had shared a womb for ten months?

Gu Yan asked cheekily, “Sis, why are you dressed like this? And the mask too?”

Gu Changqing squinted and said in a not-so-sure tone, “Grandpa? Hmm?”

Gu Jiao: “…”

Did she still have a chance to dodge?

Gu Jiao hadn’t expected to be found out by Gu Changqing so quickly.

As Gu Jiao was contemplating how to sagaciously dodge the situation, the drunken old Marquis suddenly collapsed, unconscious.

“Who is he?” Gu Yan suddenly looked towards the unconscious Marquis sprawled on the floor.

Gu Changqing opened his mouth, not daring to say that this was their grandfather. He instructed Gu Yan and Gu Jiao, “You two go next door, I will handle things here.”

Without hesitation, Gu Jiao decisively pulled her younger brother away.

Gu Changqing helped the elderly Marquis out of the Xianhe Building and into a carriage to be taken home.

By the time he returned to the room, Gu Jiao had made her escape, leaving only the bewildered Gu Yan.

Gu Changqing sighed.

Never mind.

After they had eaten, it was somewhat late. Gu Changqing escorted Gu Yan home.

It was a sunny day, but in the evening, light rain began to fall.

Gu Changqing used a cloak to shield Gu Yan. At twenty-one, Gu Changqing had the figure of a mature man, and Gu Yan was still a youth of fifteen. He fitted snugly into Gu Changqing’s arms, the cloak obscuring him completely from view.

“Hold on tight,” Gu Changqing told Gu Yan.

So Gu Yan held onto the cloak in front of him as if he was pulling curtains closed.

Gu Changqing wrapped his powerful arm around his slim waist, while his other hand grabbed the reins.

The wind gradually picked up, the spring rain was cold, but Gu Changqing’s chest was warm and wide.

Gu Yan was surrounded by a tremendous sense of safety, and drowsiness soon overtook him.

Gu Changqing felt a light peck at him, like a chick pecking at grains. He tightened his arm and drew him more closely into his embrace.

Gu Yan stilled his body and rested his head completely in the crook of his neck. Sleeping like this was so comfortable that he soon started to make soft snores.

Gu Changqing slowed his pace.

As he was crossing Chang’an Avenue from the alley, Gu Changqing happened upon an acquaintance from the military camp.

He had no intention of greeting this particular acquaintance, the man seemed to have noticed him and rode over, reining in his horse and blocking his path with a look of intrigue, “Oh, isn’t this Colonel Gu? What a coincidence.”

His gaze then landed on Gu Yan who was securely wrapped in Gu Changqing’s cloak, only revealing a pair of legs.

Gu Yan was wearing men’s trousers.

His expression suddenly took on a strange hue, “Colonel Gu has been absent from the camp recently because of an injury, and it turns out that a beauty has been accompanying him.”

Gu Yan, in sound sleep, was oblivious to the situation.

Gu Changqing, however, held Gu Yan even closer involuntarily. He coldly glanced at the man in front of him, disdaining his loathsome appearance, and icily asked, “Captain Tang, do you need something?”

Captain Tang Ming, who was the nephew of the deputy commander-in-chief and two years older than Gu Changqing, did not only excel at martial arts; he also had the backing of the deputy commander-in-chief and behaved arrogantly within the military.

His rank was lower than that of Gu Changqing, but he never took him seriously.

Tang Ming’s eyes leisurely roamed over the slender, straight legs that hung over the sides of the fine horse, and then he looked at Gu Changqing with a speculative smile, “Odd, Colonel Gu doesn’t like women, but I see he shares my interest.”

A glint of disgust and coldness flashed in Gu Changqing’s eyes. Most people did not know about Tang Ming’s perverse fascination for young boys, but he did. He had once caught him in the act and had set the boy free, which led to a grudge between him and Tang Ming.

Sensing the tension in the air, Gu Yan stirred in Gu Changqing’s embrace. The movement caused the cloak that had been covering him to slide down, revealing his stunningly youthful face.

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In the chilling weather, Gu Changqing’s chest felt like a furnace. Gu Yan’s cheeks flushed from the warmth, emphasising his jade white neck, slightly parted lips, and long lashes.

He was a heavenly beauty!

Tang Ming, who had played with many young boys, had never seen one as enticing as Gu Yan.

No wonder Gu Changqing had been avoiding the camp if he had this youth to cavort with! Given a choice, he’d gladly die on top of such a beauty!

Tang Ming’s eyes were practically bulging out of his head.

Witnessing Tang Ming’s flagrant leering at Gu Yan made Gu Changqing’s eyes darken. With a flick of his sleeve, he pulled the cloak back up!

Without bothering to say farewell to Tang Ming, he simply ignored him.

Clearly reluctant to leave, Tang Ming wiped his mouth and scoffed, “What’s the fuss, Colonel Gu? I merely glanced at him. If you ever get bored with him… ”

Before he could finish, Gu Changqing’s sword was unsheathed, arcing towards Tang Ming.

Tang Ming hadn’t thought that Gu Changqing would be so fierce. He was known to be aloof and difficult, but he wasn’t one to abuse his power. He had merely made an insincere comment, and yet Gu Changqing was attempting to strike him?

Tang Ming quickly drew his own knife.

But Gu Changqing’s sword was very fast. While Tang Ming was still halfway through the motion of drawing, his hair was already cut, and the sword had come to rest on his neck.

The locks of hair severed by the blade fluttered down onto his hand and then dropped onto the muddled ground, quickly washed away by the muddy rain.

Only at that moment did the true extent of Gu Changqing’s skills dawn on Tang Ming. The skills he displayed were far more extraordinary than what they normally seemed.

Holding Gu Yan tightly in his arms, Gu Changqing stared icily and dangerously at Tang Ming, “Don’t ever entertain any thoughts about him, or I’ll kill you!”