The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1916

Chapter 1916: Chapter 950: The Grand Finale (Part 7)

Chang Kun took out an old portrait: "This is what he looked like the first time I saw him. I was afraid I would forget, so I painted it early on."

Gu Jiao saw a tall man wearing military boots, draped in a cloak, with a cold expression.

"Godfather..."

So the person Master Rong had seen was indeed the Godfather. His appearance hadn’t changed, not because he had taken some elixir of immortality, but because he had crossed over here again and again.

Gu Jiao clutched the portrait tightly. "Where has he gone?"

Chang Kun said sadly, "He died."

Gu Jiao’s eyes shuddered. "What did you say?"

Chang Kun sighed, "Every time he came here, he planted a batch of purple herbs, but for some reason, they just wouldn’t grow initially. Later, he passed away, and on his deathbed, he asked me to bury him under the purple herbs. Isn’t it strange? The following year, large swathes of purple herbs grew where he was buried."

Gu Jiao stared blankly at the portrait, and suddenly tears fell down.

...

At night.

Ye Qing came to Gu Jiao’s room.

Gu Jiao sat quietly by the window.

Ye Qing opened his mouth and said softly, "How should I address you now? Miss Gu, Little Commander, Madam Xiao, or—"

Gu Jiao replied, "Anything is fine. Your master..."

Ye Qing stood in front of her, lowered his eyes, took a deep breath to suppress the lump in his throat, and spoke as usual, "My master, the old man, went off to roam the world. Before he left, he came to see me on Dark Night Island. He had something for me to give you."

Gu Jiao took the box and opened it.

Inside were the three clay figurines sitting under the peach tree and an unfinished portrait of a general.

Now, the National Master had filled in the missing face.

It was her face.

Ye Qing turned away and subtly wiped the tears from his eyes, calmly saying, "My master has a story for me to tell you."

Gu Jiao said, "Tell me."

Ye Qing considered his words and slowly began.

"Once upon a time, there was a down-and-out magician who was beaten and left for dead on the streets after offending the young master of a wealthy family. In his dying moments, an ethereal woman saved him. She said, ’You remind me so much of an old acquaintance of mine.’

"Because of a similar face, the woman treated him, took him in, taught him everything, and even introduced him to the young master of the Xuanyuan family.

"He thought that the old acquaintance must have been very important to her. He considered pretending to be that person, but ultimately, he didn’t do it.

"The luckiest thing in his life was meeting her, but his biggest regret was predicting that one fortune.

"Don’t seek him out beyond the distant back mountain.

...

When Xiao Hen entered the room, Ye Qing had already left.

Gu Jiao was burning paper money.

Two braziers.

Xiao Hen looked at her with pity and said, "One is for the first island owner of Dark Night Island, and the other is—"

Gu Jiao whispered, "An old acquaintance."

...

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