Chapter 768 Little Cutie (Second Update)
It's not impossible.
He arranged various of Jing Yinyin's belongings in the study, pretending to care about her deeply, and then tricked her into believing that she was Jing Yinyin, thereby winning her over and making her work for the Imperial Preceptor's Palace.
This guess is quite plausible.
Moreover, that guy clearly held back; he had more to say.
Whether she is Jing Yinyin or not, she will verify it herself; she doesn't have to believe him just because he says so.
It wasn't out of distrust that she didn't believe a single word of him.
The disciples of the small bamboo house wanted to escort Gu Jiao, but Gu Jiao refused.
She wanted to be alone.
As she awkwardly pushed her wheelchair out of the bamboo grove with her large, clumsy paws, Xiao Heng, who had been waiting outside for a long time, strode over.
“I’ll do it,” Xiao Heng said.
"Oh." Gu Jiao let go and took her two big bear paws back and placed them on her lap.
She was so preoccupied with her thoughts when she came out that she forgot to take her umbrella.
The sun was so strong that it hurt her eyes.
Suddenly, the light above her head dimmed, revealing that Xiao Heng had opened an oil-paper umbrella above her head.
Xiao Heng said softly, "Your master's wife said that your eyes might be a little sensitive to light these days."
Gu Jiao felt a warmth in her heart.
My husband is so considerate.
She reached for the umbrella: "I'll hold it myself, you can push the wheelchair."
Xiao Heng refused her hand: "I still have the strength."
Gu Jiao thought of the young and powerful body she had felt when she pressed him down earlier; it was indeed not as frail as it had been at first.
"Have you been secretly working out behind my back?" Not only do he have abs, but he also has small pectoral muscles, and his arms have smooth, well-defined muscles that are not exaggerated but just the right amount of firm.
Xiao Heng didn't even lift his eyelids, remaining calm and composed, as if it were effortless: "How could that be? I haven't even had enough time to study."
The wheelchair is really heavy; it's definitely difficult to use one hand.
But I can't let my wife know that I'm impotent.
A man can't be impotent!
—Starting tonight, I will add an extra hour of exercise every night!
...
Xiao Heng used all his strength to push Gu Jiao back to the Qilin Palace. Just as they reached the entrance, they unexpectedly encountered Duke Anguo and Second Master Jing, who were coming out from inside.
During the days that Gu Jiao was in a coma, the Duke of Anguo came to visit her every day.
It was common knowledge that Gu Jiao was his adopted son, so he didn't need to hide it. He could also take the opportunity to visit the Crown Princess, but he had to be careful.
After all, he and the Crown Princess together are just remnants of the Xuanyuan family.
He had just finished greeting the Crown Princess when he heard that Gu Jiao had woken up and gone out for a stroll. He couldn't wait to come and find her.
He was quite lucky.
Master Jing exclaimed in surprise, "You're back! My eldest brother was just about to go find Liu Lang! Oh? Liu Lang, why are you in a wheelchair too?"
Gu Jiao said "Oh" and "I..."
Xiao Heng was afraid that she would say something inappropriate again, so he quickly said, "Liu Lang has just woken up and is still very weak. In addition, the weather is so hot. Walking too much can easily cause him to suffer from heatstroke."
"That's true." Master Jing accepted this explanation.
Duke Anguo's concerned gaze fell on Gu Jiao. He dipped his fingertip in the damp cloth on the armrest and wrote on it: "How do you feel?"
After glancing at the Duke of Anguo's calligraphy, Second Master Jing said to Gu Jiao, "My elder brother is asking how you're feeling?"
Gu Jiao said, "I'm fine."
Duke Anguo continued writing: "Does your eye still hurt?"
It still hurt a little, but Gu Jiao didn't want the Duke of Anguo to worry, so she said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Let's go inside and talk," Xiao Heng said. "It's hot in here."
The group went to Gu Jiao's room.
Xiao Heng could tell that Gu Jiao wanted to talk to the Duke of Anguo. He could be extremely jealous over trivial matters, but he wouldn't make a fuss over important ones.
He said to Master Jing, "Uncle, I have some books to return to the library. Will you come with me?"
Master Jing glanced at the scorching sun that could melt a person, coughed lightly, and said, "I want to stay with my elder brother."
Duke Anguo: No, you don't want to.
In the end, Master Jing was dragged away by Xiao Heng. Xiao Heng had borrowed so many books from the library that Master Jing would have to make several trips to carry them.
"Why am I the one who has to move?" Master Jing looked at Xiao Heng, who had nothing in his hands, with a resentful expression.
Xiao Heng sighed, "Oh dear, I'm sickly and weak, unlike you, Uncle, who is so strong and powerful. You could move a mountain, let alone a few books."
Master Jing: "You're quite pragmatic."
Xiao Heng: "..."
After Xiao Heng and Master Jing left, only Gu Jiao and Duke Anguo remained in the room.
Xiao Jingkong was originally there, but Xiao Heng took the sleeping little guy to Shangguan Yan's place before going to find Gu Jiao.
The afternoon breeze was not cool at all, and the entire Qilin Palace was like a giant steamer baked by the scorching sun. Even placing ice blocks inside did not help.
But surprisingly, both of them were very calm.
This is a very comfortable way to get along.
To facilitate communication between the two, Gu Jiao's wheelchair was placed next to the right side of Duke Anguo, so she could clearly see what he wrote.
Duke Anguo dipped his fingertip in water and wrote: "It seems you have something to say to me."
Gu Jiao did not deny it. She had just decided to investigate Jing Yinyin's matter when the Duke of Anguo came to her door. She couldn't possibly miss this opportunity.
She turned to look at the handsome profile of Duke Anguo and asked, "Can you tell me about Jing Yinyin?"
Duke Anguo's body was unable to move, but his eyes could blink.
Gu Jiao noticed that his eyelashes trembled slightly, which must have been a bit of a surprise.
Even though he was surprised, he didn't ask Gu Jiao, "Why did you suddenly inquire about Yin Yin?" He trusted Gu Jiao completely and was willing to satisfy all her curiosity without questioning whether she had ulterior motives.
He wrote: "What do you want to know about Yinyin?"
A father's longing for his child is boundless. He could talk about everything about Yinyin for three days and three nights without categorizing it.
Yes, where should we begin to learn about it?
First... intelligence.
"Is Yinyin smart?" Gu Jiao asked.
"Of course." Duke Anguo wrote, his face beaming with pride. "Yinyin is the smartest child in the world."
Gu Jiao had just finished reading.
"Nonsense!" Master Jing's head suddenly popped out of the window. He was the guy who had been carrying books for a while but then turned back to avoid it. "Yinyin is two years old and still can't talk! She's so stupid!"
The Duke of Anguo was so angry that he trembled all over. He wrote in a majestic and domineering manner: "Mingming was able to call for her mother when she was one year, seven months and thirteen days old!"
Gu Jiao: "..."
Indeed, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and genius is in the eyes of one's parents.
Duke Anguo continued, “Don’t listen to him. Yinyin is very smart, but she’s just a late bloomer. Once she does, she can recite many poems, and no other child her age can recite them as well as her.”
So, is this a comparison?
This doesn't seem like something she would do.
She hates memorizing poems so much that even if she memorizes them, she won't recite them aloud.
Gu Jiao imagined herself with adult intelligence, shaking her head and speaking in a childish voice, competing with a row of little kids to recite poems, and she was so shocked that she shuddered!
This is definitely not her!
"Yinyin...is she close to her parents?" Without realizing it, Gu Jiao omitted Jing Yinyin's surname.
“We are very close.” When Duke Anguo mentioned his daughter, his eyes softened and he doted on her. “She is very attached to me and her mother. She follows us wherever we go. We ask her to sleep by herself, but she refuses. She always sneaks into our bed in the middle of the night with her little pillow.”
Gu Jiao then imagined herself saying in a childish voice, "My bed says it doesn't want me to sleep in it today," and then running happily to the room of the Duke and Duchess of Anguo, throwing her round, chubby self onto their bed.
Such childish behavior could never be her!
Gu Jiao cleared her throat: "She... doesn't like to talk much, does she? And she rarely calls me 'father' or 'mother' either."
Duke Anguo wrote: "No, Yinyin loves to talk and always mentions her parents."
"Mother, eat!"
"Daddy, hug me!"
"Yinyin doesn't want to sleep yet, she needs a kiss to fall asleep."
"But Yinyin is so cute, who could bear to refuse her?"
So cute, tilting its head, it's adorable!
Gu Jiao got goosebumps. Why were the images in her mind so clear?
She just imagined it and thought, "Does it really need to be this high definition?"
On the armrest, Duke Anguo wrote: "Yinyin's mother and I have always felt that having Yinyin is the greatest blessing God has given us."
Gu Jiao looked at the words on the armrest and suddenly fell silent.
Growing up being loved and pampered by Duke Anguo and Xuanyuan Zi must have been a very happy thing.
"Hey, you surnamed Gu! Take your daughter away! I don't want to see her again!"
"Mother……"
"I don't want you anymore! Don't call me Mom anymore!"
"Mommy, Mommy... I'll be good... I won't cry anymore... I won't eat anything... Open the door... Mommy... Mommy, I'm so cold... It's so dark here... I'm scared... Mommy..."
This is what she was like as a child.
It is a night where salvation will never come.
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