Chapter 1367: 664 Fierce Milk Steamed Bun! (Four updates)_3 Chapter 1367: 664 Fierce Milk Steamed Bun! (Four updates)_3 With this thought in mind, the Duke of Brightness once again revealed a gentle smile, “No other intentions, you are Qingchen’s classmate, and I am Qingchen’s friend, just looking to make an acquaintance.”

Upon hearing this, Han Che smirked disdainfully. Hadn’t he already told the Duke of Brightness that Xiao Liulang was just a person from an inferior nation? Why bother being so courteous to him?

The Duke of Brightness’s courtesy wasn’t for Xiao Liulang, but for Mu Qingchen.

Among the ten great families of Shengdu, Mu Qingchen was connected to three of them, and winning him over was equivalent to winning over the Su Family, the Men Family, and the Wang Family at the same time.

“Not interested,” Gu Jiao said.

Han Che coldly retorted, “Hey! Do you know who you’re talking to? Don’t be ungrateful! Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit.”

“Ah, Young Master Han, please don’t be angry, let’s talk nicely,” Han Che had played the good cop, so he might as well play the bad cop.

He smiled and said to Gu Jiao, “I was unavoidably detained during the cuju match last time, and deeply regretted not witnessing it myself. I heard you have a very impressive horse, may I have the opportunity to see it?”

“No,” Gu Jiao refused outright.

The Duke of Brightness nearly choked on blood!

Not revealing his identity isn’t going to work, huh?

Adducing more mockery, Han Che jeered, “Xiao Liulang, don’t say Young Master here just wants to see your horse. Even if he wants your horse, you should be presenting it with both hands, understand?”

Gu Jiao looked at them indifferently, “So, you’ve come to steal my horse?”

The Duke of Brightness frowned.

He had only come to look, but now he indeed wanted to steal.

Because from childhood, no one had dared to defy him.

This inferior nation person really lacked perception; even without revealing his identity, wasn’t the royal family’s noble air sufficient to intimidate him?

Within the gates of the Academy, the students who witnessed this scene whispered in dread, “This is over.”

That man is the Crown Prince’s legitimate son. Ever since the Princess’s demotion, he has become the esteemed Grandson.

If he wants to steal Liulang’s horse, even calling Young Master Qingchen here by Gu Xiaoshun won’t be of any use!

“What’s going on? Why are you all gathered here? Shouldn’t you be in class?”

Dean Cen approached and asked.

The students turned around, and one of them whispered, “Dean, the Duke of Brightness is here, and he wants to take Liulang’s champion horse!”

“What?” Dean Cen’s face changed.

He looked outside the gates, immediately catching sight of Gu Jiao opposite the Duke of Brightness and Han Che.

The Duke of Brightness hadn’t come to watch yesterday’s match at all, so how would he know about Liulang’s horse?

Most likely, it was this Han Che who wanted Liulang’s horse but didn’t want to act himself. After all, even if he took action, he wouldn’t be able to best Mu Qingchen, so he brought the Duke of Brightness here.

There was nothing the Duke of Brightness wanted that he hadn’t obtained.

It was over. Liulang’s horse couldn’t be saved.

“Why call it theft?” The Duke of Brightness smiled faintly.

However, while he said he wouldn’t steal, the imperial guards by his side had already laid hands on the hilts of their swords.

Just as the Duke of Brightness was about to order the drawing of swords, a carriage rushed forward, coming to a halt beside Gu Jiao and her companions.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and a lovably delicate little girl jumped out.

“What are you doing?” she asked in her milky voice.

The Duke of Brightness was greatly shocked.

The Little Princess, not yet five years old, hopped off the carriage and approached the Duke of Brightness, lifted her tender little face authoritatively, and asked, “Why didn’t you call for me?”

So many people here…
The Duke of Brightness furrowed his brow, gave a respectful bow, and reluctantly greeted, “Little Princess.”

The Little Princess looked at him, then turned her gaze to Gu Jiao, “What were you all just doing?”

Remembering that the little one especially loved to tattle to the monarch, the Duke of Brightness signaled to his guards, and they discreetly removed their hands from their swords.

The Duke of Brightness smiled, “Nothing much, I was just here to make a friend’s acquaintance.”

“Really?” the Little Princess asked Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao crossed her arms, “No, he wants to steal my horse.”

The Duke of Brightness: “…”

The Little Princess’s face immediately fell, “Lift me up.”

Her personal maid promptly picked up the expressionless Little Princess.

The Little Princess reached out her chubby hand and smacked it down on the Duke of Brightness’s forehead, scolding fiercely in her cute voice, “Naughty boy! How dare you bully my teacher’s friend!”