The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1137 - 1137 555 Counterattack (second update)_2

Chapter 1137: 555 Counterattack (second update)_2 Chapter 1137: 555 Counterattack (second update)_2 The Minister of War, Xu Yuan, is Xu Zhuzhu’s father.

Xu Cifu requested that Princess Ning An be given a major title because of her significant contributions at the frontier, while Xu Yuan opposed it on the grounds that Princess Ning An was the widow of the previous dynasty’s remnant and had borne a son with the former imperial family.

She failed to recognize people clearly, let dangerous elements into her home, and even gave birth to the child of remnants of the previous dynasty; she doesn’t deserve to be granted the title of Grand Princess Protector of the Nation.

The Emperor’s hand pressed down on the memorial presented by the senior libationer.

The memorial stated that someone might use the issue of Huangfu Xian’s origins to create trouble, and requested that His Majesty not fall out with his ministers in court over it.

The common people always sympathize with Princess Ning An, not Huangfu Xian.

If His Majesty were to fall out with his courtiers over Huangfu Xian, the hard-earned public support would be wasted.

The Emperor had no choice but to end the court session early.

But in his heart, he felt for Ning An; the more the opposition, the more pitiful he felt she was.

Why must everyone in the world bully his Ning An?

What, after all, did his Ning An do wrong?

Wasn’t it the remnants of the former dynasty who were at fault?

His Ning An is a victim too!

Why doesn’t she deserve compensation?

On the way back to Huaqing Palace, there was a moment when the Emperor almost gave into the impulse to confer the title on Ning An, even if all the civil and military officials opposed him.

But thinking of Huangfu Xian, that child, he ultimately restrained himself.

The night before the three-day deadline, Hua Xiyao visited the Medical Hall again.

Mo Qianxue, who could now walk a little, sat by the window, looking at Hua Xiyao with disgust, “Can’t you stop coming here? It might expose me!”

Hua Xiyao fluttered her fan and smiled, “I’m just here to remind sister that tomorrow really is the final deadline. Have you thought of how to lure her out of the city?”

Mo Qianxue replied calmly, “What if I don’t lure her out?”

Hua Xiyao smiled, “Then sister will die.”

Mo Qianxue asked coldly, “Can you kill me?”

Hua Xiyao curled her lip, “I might not be able to, but there will always be someone who can. Sister should know the consequences of betraying the Young Master.”

Mo Qianxue turned her face away, “Do you still have any poison?”

Hua Xiyao smiled and asked, “Which kind are you referring to?”

Mo Qianxue said coldly, “The kind like the paralytic powder.”

Hua Xiyao covered her face with her fan and laughed, “Ah, Seven-Day Drunkenness. Yes, I brought it. I was afraid that sister wouldn’t ask me for it.”

Seven-Day Drunkenness, as its name suggests, is a drug that can put someone into a stupor for seven days and nights.

Mo Qianxue paused, then asked, “She can hold her liquor, will it work?”

Hua Xiyao handed the bottle to Mo Qianxue and then tapped it with her fan, saying, “It will work. Don’t worry about my poison, sister. I can drink the whole Capital City under the table, but even I would be knocked out by one dose. Just in case, there are three pills inside; sister, take your time using them.”

At night, Gu Jiao came over to check Mo Qianxue’s condition, as usual.

“The healing is going well,” Gu Jiao said.

Mo Qianxue replied absently and poured a cup of flower tea for Gu Jiao, “Have some water; look, your lips are all dry.”

“Really?” Gu Jiao touched her lips, took the cup, and drained the water in one gulp.

Mo Qianxue watched her anxiously.

At first, Gu Jiao showed no reaction, but while she was packing up her first aid kit, she suddenly collapsed with a thud!

…

As dawn was breaking, a carriage dashed out of the city.

The coachman was from the Xianle Inn.

Mo Qianxue was seated inside the carriage. No one at the Medical Hall had noticed her leaving; by the time they did, it would probably be too late to catch up with her.

“Hurry up!”

Mo Qianxue urged the coachman.

“But, Miss, where are we going?” the coachman asked.

“I don’t know.” Hua Xiyao didn’t tell her where to take Gu Jiao, just to get out of the city.

She had already left the city.

Had the Young Master’s people noticed her absence yet?

“There’s a post station up ahead,” said the coachman.

Mo Qianxue said, “Never mind that, just keep going.”

“Yes!”

The coachman cracked his whip, and the carriage sped away on the cold road.

Just as they were about to reach the post station, a group of experts dressed in gray, riding swift horses, suddenly charged out from a side path, blocking Mo Qianxue’s way in a straight line on the Official Road.

The coachman braked the carriage quickly, “Miss?”

“There’s no need for you anymore, you better go,” Mo Qianxue instructed, “Head to the post station up ahead.”

“But…”

“Go now!”

“Yes.”

The coachman got down from the carriage feeling bewildered. He felt the aura of those people was too terrifying; he didn’t dare to lift his head as he walked past them.