The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 482 - Truth 245 (Second Update)_3
Chapter 482: Truth 245 (Second Update)_3
Chapter 482: Truth 245 (Second Update)_3
The Prince’s Consort was stunned for a moment.
She was of course no stranger to this kind of swaddling cloth, having personally chosen it for the child in her womb many years ago. She had even consulted with the embroiderer to embroider two small flowers on it.
In her dreams at midnight, she had envisioned countless times her late child wrapped in this swaddling cloth.
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Only, the color of the swaddling cloth in front of her had faded a bit from its original state, and it had accumulated some dust and damage.
The Prince’s Consort suddenly became tense, “Miss Gu, where did this swaddling cloth come from? Is this… ”
Before the Prince’s Consort could finish, the Prince stepped up, shielded her behind him, and said to Gu Jiao through gritted teeth, “Don’t think you can deceive us with a fake swaddling cloth! There are plenty of such cloths in Zhan Kingdom! What are you trying to achieve?”
Gu Jiao said calmly, “Indeed, there are many such swaddling cloths throughout Zhan Country, but only one is buried at the Dongcao Slope. If you believe this to be a deception then, fine. I’ll burn it!”
As she spoke, she turned her fingertip, doused the swaddling cloth with the kerosene from the table lamp, then flicked a match. As one, both the swaddling cloth and the matchstick were thrown into the courtyard of the Flower Hall.
The swaddling cloth whooshed and was caught up in flames.
The Prince’s face changed dramatically!
In fact, at the mention of Dongcao Slope, he had already been unable to maintain his composure. But he told himself to stay calm, not to fall for the girl’s tricks. Little did he expect that this girl would be so ruthless – not even sparing the remains of an infant.
In the blazing fire, a section of the white bone became visible. The Prince couldn’t hold back anymore. He jumped up in anger, ripped open the burning swaddling cloth, and revealed the little skeleton wrapped in it.
The skeleton shattered on the ground, and the Prince’s face was contorted in anger and pain.
He didn’t care about confronting Gu Jiao. He took off his coat to wrap up the skeleton, but sensed something was wrong about these bones as soon as he touched them.
Wait, they are not real bones.
…They’re wooden!
Yes, this was the result of Gu Jiao and Gu Chengfeng working tirelessly throughout the night.
Although their craftsmanship was not as good as Gu Xiaoshun’s, the wooden skeleton had all the details and at first glance, there were no glaring flaws.
The creation process was indeed troublesome, and Chengfeng, who was afraid of ghosts, had almost died of fright multiple times.
Gu Jiao didn’t use anything from the wooden coffin. Even the swaddling cloth was something she forced Chengfeng to steal from the Cloth Shop. They had only slightly aged it.
The Prince finally realized that he had been fooled by the girl in front of him.
How dare this girl! Even the Emperor of Zhan Country wouldn’t dare!
The Prince wanted to conceal something, but it was too late.
The Prince’s Consort was not a fool. How could she not see what the Prince’s desperate plunge was implying?
She seemed as if she had withered like a winter flower in an instant; within a moment, her eyes lost all their luster. She shook, almost collapsing on the ground.
The Prince tossed aside the wooden bones in his hand, and hurried over to hold up the tottering Prince’s Consort. “It’s not the child’s bones… it’s made of wood… don’t be upset… listen to me explain…”
Teardrops fell from the eyes of the Prince’s Consort.
Gu Jiao had done what she needed to do, what followed was a matter between the couple.
The Prince’s Consort was innocent. Yet, her tragedy was not caused by Gu Jiao, the one who needed to reflect was the Prince.
After experiencing enormous hope and then despair, the Prince’s Consort couldn’t bear it. It felt as if she was going through the pain of losing a child for a second time.
She locked herself in her room and cried her heart out.
The moment Minmin blinked open his eyes he heard his mother’s sobs.
Since he began to remember things, he had never seen his mother so sad. He put on his shoes and ran outside, and saw his anxious father standing outside the door at the end of the corridor.
“I was wrong about Jingkong… I shouldn’t have done that… it’s all my fault…”
Jingkong?
Was that the younger brother who was to be acknowledged and brought back into the family?
“We still have Minmin… even if you don’t consider me, think about Minmin…”
What did his father mean? What does he mean by ‘they still have him’?
Does that mean he has no brother now? Is his brother unwilling to return with them?
That’s good.
Without his brother, his mother would once again belong solely to him. His older brother and sister were grown up and no longer fought with him for his mother’s affection.
But…why can he not feel happy?
His mother was upset, and he also felt very sad.
Minmin’s nose felt sour.
He wiped away the tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and turned around to run away!
