The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 854

Chapter 854: 391 Origin of Life (Second Update)

"What’s wrong?" Gu Jiao detected something unusual about her.

"Oh, nothing, nothing at all," she said, but her gaze couldn’t help but glance at the box in front of Gu Jiao. Eventually, under Gu Jiao’s puzzled scrutiny, she conceded defeat and whispered, "We always pay extra attention to this box when cleaning the Duobao Pavilion. Eunuch Qin said not to touch it, let alone look at it. However, Her Majesty favors you, Miss Gu, so it should be fine for you to take a look."

The box wasn’t anything precious; probably the pair of shoes inside was valuable.

Gu Jiao asked, "Has the box always been here?"

"Yes, it was here when I came to the Renshou Palace," Jade hesitated, then added, "I entered the Renshou Palace three years ago."

Three years ago, her auntie hadn’t arrived at their house yet, didn’t know the Yao family, and certainly couldn’t have anticipated that the Yao family was expecting a child.

So the shoes weren’t prepared for the child in Madam Yao’s womb.

The military intelligence from the border pass must have been more urgent than expected, for her auntie didn’t return even by noon. Gu Jiao decided she would visit again another time.

She went to the underground Martial Arts Arena.

She was there to see if Prince Ning had come to find her. She wasn’t in a hurry to agree to his proposal, but that didn’t hinder her from ’shearing his leeks.’

Fifty taels for a single stick of incense. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

Old He was quite astute, sensing the potential of this business, he had clearly labelled the price—"Fifty taels for a chat with Xiong Bataian through the time it takes an incense stick to burn."

It even rhymed.

However, her fame wasn’t that big, and besides, fifty taels for a mere chat was inconceivably expensive. Wouldn’t it be better to visit a brothel and find a courtesan with that kind of money?

Therefore, aside from Prince Ning, probably no one would take the bait.

But Gu Jiao was mistaken; there were still plenty of big fish in the Capital’s pond.

"A Young Master with the surname Xiao wants to meet you," said Old He.

"Did you tell him the price?" Gu Jiao wrote down.

"Of course, I told him. He frowned as if he thought it was a bit too much, but he didn’t say anything and paid me," Old He said, handing a fifty-tael banknote to Gu Jiao.

"Charge him sixty next time," Gu Jiao pocketed the banknote, then wrote, "Ten taels are for you."

Old He shouldn’t play intermediary for nothing.

Old He’s eyes shone with greediness, and he nodded vehemently, "Eh! Sure!"