Chapter summary of Chapter 1653 – The Prime Minister's Darling by Folk Remedy
In Chapter 1653, a key chapter of the acclaimed Romance novel The Prime Minister's Darling by Folk Remedy, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of The Prime Minister's Darling.
When Gu Jiao woke up, there was still a lingering tint of blood in her eyes.
In her dream, the sky was filled with a mist of blood that seemed to have seeped into this room, turning even the pearl curtains into blood-red agate.
The pungent smell of blood filled her nostrils, and shattered corpses lay strewn across the beams of the room.
Tap, tap.
Thick drops of fresh blood landed on her expressionless face—
"Jiaojiao!"
"Jiaojiao!"
It seemed someone was calling her.
"Jiaojiao! Jiaojiao!" Xiaojingkong climbed onto the bedchamber, shaking her shoulder with his little hands, "Jiaojiao, why are you ignoring me?"
The blood-dripping corpse was obstructed by a young and innocent face, and everything in the nightmare abruptly halted. Gu Jiao blinked, fully waking from the nightmare.
She looked at Xiaojingkong, who was staring at her with concern. In a raspy but calm voice, she responded, "Jingkong."
Xiaojingkong let out a long sigh, "I was so worried about you just now."
Gu Jiao lay flat on the soft bedchamber, raised her hand, and pulled the little one into her embrace, "I’m fine."
Xiaojingkong, suddenly getting a loving hug, blushed shyly.
His little hands covered his reddened face, and his little feet swung restlessly, not knowing where to place them.
Jiaojiao indeed likes me the most!
"Uh... Jiaojiao... Jiaojiao, you’re hugging too tight..."
He, he, he was almost out of breath.
Silly child, why did you come? Why did you come to collect my body, knowing it’s a trap?
"Jiaojiao... let’s go home... I’ll take you home..."
The young man’s bloodied body tightly protected her in his arms, just as she used to hold him when he was young. His eyes were red from killing, and his back and legs were pierced with cold, gleaming arrows.
His scorching blood dyed her Huangquan Road red.
He placed her on the bamboo raft for returning home, but he himself fell by the war-torn riverside.
Dayan’s youngest war god... had fallen!
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After breakfast, Gu Jiao headed to Hei Fengqi as usual.
The orderly horse herd was turned upside down by it, transforming the training ground into a large-scale accident scene.
Their serious training wasn’t due to respecting her but because maintaining strict military discipline and tradition was the norm for Hei Fengqi.
Strict with oneself, and strict with others.
Right now, she only had a title. The soldiers didn’t truly respect her; they were simply following orders because it was their duty.
Seeing that Gu Jiao’s expression remained unchanged, Mr. Hu secretly wondered if he had flattered the wrong place.
He smiled warmly, "It’s so hot; My Lord, why don’t you rest in the barracks for a while?"
Gu Jiao placed her hands behind her back, "I’m going to find Wei Renchong."
With that, she turned and headed towards the back camp.
Mr. Hu wanted to stop her but couldn’t, "Hey—My Lord! My Lord!"
"Oh, go handle something for me," Gu Jiao instructed, then went to Wei Renchong.
Yesterday, the weapons and armor piled up like mountains in the courtyard were now nowhere to be seen.
It seemed Wei Renchong had repaired them overnight.
He was indeed someone with high execution ability.
Wei Renchong sat in the room, repairing the armor that had been sent in this morning.
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