The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1110 - 1110 535 Crafty Jiaojiao (First Release)_3

Chapter 1110: 535 Crafty Jiaojiao (First Release)_3 Chapter 1110: 535 Crafty Jiaojiao (First Release)_3 Gu Jiao listened attentively, with not a single distracting thought in her mind.

Mo Qianxue’s cheeks turned red.

Her eyelashes trembled as she said, “Won’t you ask how I found out?”

After Gu Jiao had listened earlier, she placed the stethoscope on Mo Qianxue’s back again, “Oh, how did you find out?”

Mo Qianxue felt a tickle on her spine and tensed up all over.

She bit her lip, “Hmph, I don’t want to say it anymore!”

Gu Jiao: …Are women always so fickle?

Gu Jiao had no intention of continuing to press the issue, but then Mo Qianxue began to speak on her own, “I recognized you that night!”

She was referring to the night Gu Jiao had brought her back. Gu Jiao was wearing a mask, which is somewhat different from a facial covering, but Mo Qianxue was all too familiar with her green clothes.

Mo Qianxue had not always been unconscious in the past few days; she occasionally woke up and could hear the commotion in the yard. After listening to snippets here and there, she naturally deduced Gu Jiao’s identity.

“You’re recovering well,” Gu Jiao withdrew the stethoscope, “There doesn’t seem to be any major problems for the time being, but pneumothorax can easily recur, so you’ll need to take extra care in the future.”

“What should I watch out for?” Mo Qianxue asked irritably.

Gu Jiao thought for a moment, “Don’t get angry?”

Mo Qianxue: “…”

The second shopkeeper didn’t enter the room and had been waiting outside the whole time.

Gu Jiao came out after she finished checking on Mo Qianxue.

“What’s with that headache-inducing look on your face?”

No sooner had the second shopkeeper finished asking than a vase smashed against the room door, shattering with a bang.

Following that was the sound of Mo Qianxue grinding her teeth in rage, “You little swindler, wait until I’m better, and we’ll see how I deal with you!”

Gu Jiao sighed helplessly, “There, that’s what’s going on.”

Second shopkeeper: Er… That fiery temperament, it’s just like my wife’s.

“But who is that girl?” the second shopkeeper asked quietly.

“I am your grandmother!” came Mo Qianxue’s haughty shout.

The second shopkeeper trembled, No! Could she even hear that?

Gu Jiao: Ever heard of martial arts?

Mo Qianxue’s rage flowed ceaselessly like the raging waters of the Yellow River, “Also, were you not wondering who the murderer at Xianle Inn was, and why the Official Government has never been able to catch them? Heh, it was me! That person wanted to kill me, but ended up being killed by me instead. Then I disfigured her and made my escape with a perfect ploy!”

The second shopkeeper felt as if struck by lightning, “You disfigured her face, and she… Wait, you are… you are…”

Mo Qianxue gave a cold laugh from inside the room, “Right, I am indeed that ‘deceased’ courtesan of Xianle Inn, Mo Qianxue!”

The second shopkeeper pinched his philtrum and fainted yet again!

Mo Qianxue’s case was somewhat special, so Gu Jiao explained the situation to her family, and she had been staying at the Medical Hall these days.

Xiao Hen had come over the first two nights, but on the third night, a murder occurred outside of Capital City, and the suspect was none other than the Minister of Justice, Li Shilang.

Minister Li was one of the officials in charge of Mo Qianxue’s case, and the Shangshu (a senior official) of the Ministry of Justice trusted his character. To obtain firsthand evidence, the Shangshu took Xiao Hen out of the city overnight to investigate the case.

At the Medical Hall, Mo Qianxue’s anger hadn’t subsided, and she wanted to argue with Gu Jiao. However, Gu Jiao wasn’t one to engage in an argument; she never changed her expression or got angry, which was deeply unsatisfying for someone looking for a fight!

Therefore, Mo Qianxue vented her frustrations on the second shopkeeper, practically balding him!

When women argue, they truly can be an unstoppable force!

That night, as usual, Mo Qianxue berated the second shopkeeper, then closed her eyes, laying down with a cold huff.

In the middle of the night.

Several shadows quietly slipped into the Medical Hall’s courtyard.