The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1166

Chapter 1166: 565 Late Night Warmth (second update)_2

This time was exactly when the little young masters were running around the courtyard, so the front and back doors of the main hall were opened, and there was no fire lit.

Xiao Hen invited the Prince to sit down on a chair beside the table and poured him a cup of hot tea.

The Prince wandered around the streets for an entire afternoon and half the evening, feeling both cold and thirsty. He took the tea cup and slowly sipped, feeling an instant warmth in his stomach.

Xiao Hen sat down opposite him, "You haven’t eaten yet, have you?"

"I have eaten," the Prince said, trying to save face.

Gurgle~

His stomach growled.

The Prince blushed.

Xiao Hen called Yu Yaya over and asked her to go to the kitchen to prepare a bowl of noodles.

Yu Yaya glanced back at the Prince several times.

The Prince thought to himself, even if I am handsome, there’s no need to keep looking like this, is there? Xiao Liulang, your maid doesn’t seem to know the rules very well...

The auntie went to Liu Shen’s house to play leaf cards, and the old Libationer went to take care of the tea and private funds, both not at home.

The Yao Family had taken Gu Xiaobao to watch the auntie play cards, and Gu Xiaobao was excited just watching. The Yao Family didn’t know why either.

The Prince sipped his tea while looking around.

"Jiaojiao is not here," Xiao Hen bluntly stated.

Gu Jiao had gone to the Medical Hall and indeed was not at home.

The Prince drank the tea to cover up his embarrassment.

Yu Yaya served a bowl of smoked bamboo shoots and bacon noodles with a small dish of Pickled Vegetables.

The Prince, being a legitimate grandson of a wealthy family, was used to eating delicacies of every kind, but for some reason, he felt that this was the tastiest bowl of noodles he had ever eaten.

After finishing the bowl of noodles, the Prince felt completely comfortable, even his frozen toes warmed up.

He didn’t leave a drop of soup, and even the Pickled Vegetables were eaten cleanly.

Having finished the tea and noodles, the Prince was too embarrassed to stay any longer.

Just when he was about to take his leave, the room echoed with the crazed, faint voices of little Jingspace shouting.

Such noises generally only happened when Gu Jiao was out; when she was home, he was well-behaved.

"Sit for a bit longer, I’ll go have a look," Xiao Hen stood up and headed to the west room.

Little Jingspace couldn’t find something again; he had tossed his little treasure chest upside down, scattering his toys all over the floor.

Xiao Hen went to the kitchen to heat water, making several trips back and forth, and also conveniently chopped some firewood to throw into the stove.

The Prince was baffled.

Being on duty at two yamens during the day and still having to do chores at home – couldn’t they hire a few more servants?

Isn’t he quite good at making Silver? He used to help people compose poetry and essays at the Guozijian, charging a high price.

Soon, the Prince discovered that Xiao Hen did far more than that.

Several school assignments were placed on the desk, the majority of them belonging to Little Jingspace, and a smaller part to Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun.

So Xiao Liulang also had to tutor his three little brothers-in-law in their studies?

And next to this pile of assignments was a stack of thick papers, with the top few sheets still marked with fresh ink, clearly written just that night.

The Prince casually glanced at them and was surprised to find that he did not recognize the writing on them.

While he wouldn’t claim to be proficient in the languages of the Six Nations, he still had basic knowledge. These characters were neither from the Lower Three Nations nor the Upper Three Nations.

"Could it be Sanskrit?" The Prince didn’t understand Sanskrit, but he had seen Buddhist Scriptures in Sanskrit, and they didn’t look like this.

During a chorus of cries that sounded like thunder without rain, Xiao Hen forcefully bathed a certain little tyke, dressed him, and tossed him into the blankets.

Xiao Hen carried out the bath water and, after finishing the cleanup, returned to the study room.