The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1112 - 1112 537 Xiaobao (one more update)

Chapter 1112: Chapter 537: Xiaobao (one more update) Chapter 1112: Chapter 537: Xiaobao (one more update) Gu Jiao originally thought there was only one man in black, who would have expected two more to be hidden in the dark?

Mo Qianxue was already seriously injured, and this strike, which used up all her strength, nearly drained her completely. At the moment the three men in black tumbled down from above, she could no longer hold on, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her eyes went dark, and she fainted!

Gu Jiao bent over to carry Mo Qianxue back into the room; the servants from the Medical Hall would take care of the cleaning here.

Mo Qianxue’s body was covered in snowflakes, and the wound on her leg was slightly torn, allowing fresh blood to seep out, staining her nightgown red.

Gu Jiao first removed her clothes and tucked her into the blanket, then opened the wardrobe to find a set of clean nightwear to change her into.

Mo Qianxue, in a daze, felt someone touching her body, and her face turned pale as she abruptly grasped the other person’s hand.

“It’s me,” Gu Jiao said.

Mo Qianxue’s hand relaxed, and she rested her head against Gu Jiao’s chest, sinking into a deep sleep.

In fact, several assassination attempts from the Medical Hall had already occurred, but whether it was especially severe tonight or not, Gu Jiao distinctly sensed a change in Mo Qianxue’s emotions.

In the latter half of the night, Mo Qianxue even started having nightmares.

She was afraid.

Her face pale, her body trembled lightly, as if trapped in endless nightmares.

“Mo Qianxue, Mo Qianxue,” Gu Jiao tried to wake her.

Mo Qianxue opened her eyes, looking at Gu Jiao with panic, not responding as if still in a dream, but merely clutching Gu Jiao’s hand tightly, like a drowning person clinging to the last piece of driftwood.

“Scared like this, hm?” Gu Jiao muttered, not pulling her hand away.

…

When she had a moment, Gu Jiao went back to Bishui Alley.

Little Jingkong hadn’t seen Gu Jiao for a few days and was so aggrieved, his eyes brimming with tears, “Jiaojiao!”

He rushed over and hugged Gu Jiao.

Though he was five years old, he appeared a year younger than his peers, and Gu Jiao easily lifted him up.

Little Jingkong sat in Gu Jiao’s arms and shook his little head!

“Jiaojiao, are you done with your work at the Medical Hall?” Little Jingkong asked.

“Not yet,” Gu Jiao answered as she entered the room and greeted the Yao Family.

The Yao Family had just finished bathing Gu Xiaobao.

“You’re back; you don’t have to go to the Medical Hall anymore, right?” The Yao Family said warmly.

“I have to go back there tonight,” Gu Jiao replied.

Little Jingkong thought for a moment, got down from Gu Jiao’s arms, and dragged a chair over to her, “Jiaojiao is tired, sit down, Jiaojiao.”

Gu Xiaobao: “Wah!”

Upon hearing her son’s voice, the Yao Family was cheered, “Did Xiaobao start to talk? Does Xiaobao want his sister to sit down?”

Gu Xiaobao looked up at Gu Jiao with big round eyes.

Gu Jiao walked over and poked Gu Xiaobao’s chubby cheek.

Gu Xiaobao giggled with laughter.

A three-month-old child could laugh out loud now, but Gu Xiaobao was a baby who neither cried nor fussed much nor laughed easily. Other than giggling once on the day he turned three months old, no matter how much he was teased after that, he remained silent.

Gu Jiao found it amusing, and poked his chubby little face again.

Gu Xiaobao laughed out loud once more.

Gu Jiao poked again, Gu Xiaobao laughed again.

Little Jingkong clapped his small hands excitedly and bounced up and down, “Brother is laughing! Brother is laughing!”

At this moment, Marquis Gu came from the newly reconstructed residence. The work on finishing the residence had been delayed by heavy snow in recent days. Now that the weather had improved a bit, he was leading the craftsmen of the Ministry of Works to rush the work day and night.

Today, he came to transport materials, taking a detour to see his wife and son.

He had just reached the doorway when he heard Little Jingkong’s shouting. He concentrated and held his breath, indeed hearing his son’s laughter.

His son could laugh!

Marquis Gu entered the room beaming, “Son! Daddy’s here to see you!”

Without even looking at Gu Jiao, he headed straight to his wife, the Yao Family, and with overflowing paternal love, took Gu Xiaobao into his arms.

Then Gu Xiaobao stopped laughing.

Marquis Gu teased him, “…Son? Give daddy a smile!”

Under the expectant gaze of his biological father, Gu Xiaobao calmly took out his little finger, put it in his mouth, and with a smacking sound, soothed himself to sleep in one second!

Lord Gu: “…”

Mo Qianxue slept until the afternoon, with the Medical Officer visiting once in between, checking her pulse and examining the condition of her wounds.

All was well.

With an incident at Xianle Inn, the Tea House opened ahead of schedule, attracting more people wandering the streets, as well as a rise in those suffering from headaches, fevers, drunken brawls, and troubles.

The Medical Hall was visited by a group of drunkards and injured patients today, and with a shortage of doctors, they were slightly overwhelmed for a time.

However, none of this concerned Mo Qianxue. She didn’t need any extra treatment and could simply rest quietly in her room to heal.

The maid brought over food.

Mo Qianxue ate sparingly. She had injured her leg and broken her ribs, which prevented her from walking about, leaving her to lie in bed bored.

She leaned against the head of the bed, absentmindedly twisting a handkerchief in her hands, and hummed, “Where has that little liar gone to?”

Suddenly, a shadow flashed past the door.

Momentarily vigilant, Mo Qianxue questioned sharply, “Who’s there!”

The slightly ajar door was gently pushed open from outside, and first, an exquisitely embroidered round fan slid through the gap, followed by its owner, who glided gracefully into the room.

They were brand-new, pink lotus interwoven gold-thread embroidered shoes, made from real gold—hugely expensive, something only the Courtesan of Xianle Inn in the entirety of Capital City could afford to wear.

The wariness in Mo Qianxue’s eyes dissipated, replaced by a faint distaste.

“What are you doing here?” Mo Qianxue asked coldly.

Hua Xiyao smiled radiantly, “I’ve come to see my sister.”

Hua Xiyao closed the door behind her and sashayed towards Mo Qianxue’s bedside.

Mo Qianxue spoke with scorn, “Who’s your sister? Don’t go around claiming relatives here.”

“Heh,” Hua Xiyao held the fan to cover half of her face, trembling like a blooming branch as she laughed, “We’re all ladies of the Brothel, who can claim to be nobler than the other? Don’t speak as if you are some respectable lady of a good family.”

Mo Qianxue said impatiently, “Speak your piece, if you’ve got something to say, or just fart and be done with it.”

Hua Xiyao laughed unrestrainedly, “After a few days, sister is still so uncouth. Does that Young Master know of sister’s true nature? Is it tiring for you to pretend in front of him? Ah, I forgot, he’s not just any Young Master, but a young lady of wealth. Sister, it seems your devoted heart is misplaced.”

Mo Qianxue looked coldly at her, “Hua Xiyao, did you purposely find idle time to come and tell me this?”

Hua Xiyao removed the fan from her face, revealing an innocent expression, “Of course not, I came to remind sister, don’t forget who you are and don’t become a traitor to Xianle Inn.”

Mo Qianxue turned her face away and said indifferently, “I haven’t.”

Hua Xiyao sneered and pulled out three silver needles from within her bosom, “So, those three men weren’t killed by sister? This type of silver needle is a replica of Tang Sect’s Begonia Needle. It seems that in the Capital City, no one other than sister uses these silver needles.”

Mo Qianxue gripped the handkerchief tighter, her expression unchanged as she said, “I don’t need to report my actions to you.”

Hua Xiyao threw the three silver needles onto Mo Qianxue’s quilt, “The Young Master sent me.”

Mo Qianxue’s eyes shifted slightly as she spoke earnestly, “I killed those three to gain her trust.”

Hua Xiyao took a seat on the edge of Mo Qianxue’s bed, her expression teasing as she looked into Mo Qianxue’s eyes, “Isn’t she trusting you enough?”

Mo Qianxue blinked lightly and met Hua Xiyao’s gaze, “Not enough. I haven’t had the opportunity to strike.”

Hua Xiyao smiled, stood up, and walked to the wardrobe, pulling open the doors and running her fingertips over Gu Jiao’s clothes, “Sharing a room and yet no chance to strike? Who is sister trying to fool?”

“Why don’t you try?” countered Mo Qianxue.

Hua Xiyao closed the wardrobe doors, “I don’t have the luck sister does, to casually hook a Young Master and land a big fish.”

Mo Qianxue glanced at her and said, “It’s good that you know your place. Go back and tell the Young Master that I will kill her! But I need time!”

“Three days,” Hua Xiyao extended three fingers.

Mo Qianxue coldly looked at Hua Xiyao.

Hua Xiyao smiled charmingly, “The Young Master only wanted to give you one day, but I argued for two more on sister’s behalf. Don’t let down my good intentions, sister.”

“Hua Xiyao,” Mo Qianxue called out to Hua Xiyao, who had already turned to leave.

Hua Xiyao paused and turned back with a smile, “Does sister have more to say?”

Mo Qianxue suddenly shot a thread, wrapping it around Hua Xiyao’s foot, and with a cold tug, she stripped off Hua Xiyao’s embroidered shoe!

Mo Qianxue spared no courtesy with Hua Xiyao, who, if not for her decent martial skills, might have already fallen face-first to the ground.

Hua Xiyao’s complexion darkened, and through gritted teeth she said, “Mo Qianxue!”

Mo Qianxue said coldly, “Leave.”

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