The Prime Minister's Darling

This dog was somewhat stupid and fell for it immediately!

It cheerfully ran over, and was promptly bagged by the person.

“Woof—” The puppy gave a cry.

Xiaojingkong turned his head: “Huh? Where’s Xiaoba?”

Yes, Xiaojingkong had named Gu Yan’s dog Xiaoba.

After capturing the dog, the beggars now set their sights on Xiaojingkong’s chickens.

Seven chickens indeed!

It would be enough for several days!

The beggars played their old trick, using the large meat buns to bait the chickens, but the seven chickens didn’t move at all.

The two beggars went on to catch them, Xiaojingkong was just a three-year-old child, nobody paid any attention to him, nor did they care about the seven half-sized chickens!

But just as the two dashed over, the seven chicks suddenly jumped up, flapping their wings fiercely.

They were not the newborn chicks that couldn’t even jump over a doorstep, they could leap as high as half a person — luckily the two beggars were short, and the seven chicks hopped onto their shoulders and pecked their heads fiercely!

“Ah——”

The two beggars cried out in pain!

The sack containing Xiaoba fell from one of the beggars.

Xiaojingkong walked over and opened the sack: “Xiaoba.”

Xiaoba had been bagged, Xiaoba was angry, Xiaoba decided to fight back!

Xiaoba opened its big mouth and took a bite——

“Oh——”

It bit its own tail.

Xiaojingkong covered his eyes, he couldn’t watch anymore.

The two beggars were pecked by the seven chicks and collapsed on the ground, then turned tail and ran.

The seven chicks flapped their wings chasing after them, all the way down half the street, until Xiaojingkong called them, only then did they return triumphantly.

However, just as they were crossing the street, a horse-drawn carriage rushed past, and six of them stopped, only Xiaoqi didn’t stop in time.

“Xiaoqi——”

Xiaojingkong took tiny steps to protect it.

A cart driver might not notice a chicken, but he could see a child, just that the carriage was moving too fast, and even pulling the reins tightly wouldn’t stop it in time.

Just as the child was about to be trampled by the horse’s hooves, a whip flew over, coiled around Xiaojingkong, pulling him out hastily.

The horse’s hooves hit nothing, the cart driver breathed a sigh of relief and continued on.

Xiaojingkong was dazed, by the time he reacted, he was already sitting in a cold and wide embrace.

He looked down at the ground: “So high!”

The man sat on a tall horse, dressed in a dark brocade robe, one hand holding the reins, the other holding the whip. The arm holding the whip circled Xiaojingkong in his embrace.

Xiaojingkong blinked his big eyes at him: “Thank you.”

The man glanced at the chicken in his arms and said coldly, “It’s just a chicken, don’t do this again.”

“Its name is Xiaoqi!” Xiaojingkong pushed the chicken towards the man’s face.

“Where are your parents?” the man asked.

Xiaojingkong was an orphan, he was abandoned at the temple when he was only a few months old, but Jiaojiao had parents.

He thought for a moment: “My parents are dead.”

“An orphan?” The man frowned.

Xiaojingkong shook his head like a rattle: “I have Jiaojiao!”

The man asked, “Where do you live?”

Xiaojingkong pointed a hand: “Over there!”

The man took Xiaojingkong home.

Gu Yan and the others were in the backyard, only Gu Jiao was in the courtyard, she had just finished tilling the ground and was using the firewood chopped by Gu Xiaoshun to make a fence.

She was dressed in the clothes she wore for working in the village, very plain.

“Jiaojiao! I nearly got hit by a carriage just now, but this big brother saved me!” Xiaojingkong pulled the man’s hand and walked into the courtyard.

Gu Jiao put down the firewood in her hand, lifted her sweaty head and looked at the man.

The man was tall, strong-bodied, his features cold and resolute. His vibe was rather standoffish.

However, she wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, Gu Jiao always felt that the stranger’s face was a bit familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.