Chapter 303 Counterattack (Second Update)

When the young nun opened her eyes again, she was already lying on a hospital bed in the clinic.

She was stunned for a moment before she remembered that she had just fallen from the building.

She may have died from the fall.

The young nun closed her eyes.

Since you're already dead, just go to sleep.

"don't want!"

Suddenly, a boy's arrogant little voice came from outside.

Immediately following was a deep, resonant, and magnetic voice: "Then how about riding horses? Do you want to ride a horse?"

What an incredibly pleasant voice! And what an incredibly sweet tone!

The young Taoist nun, completely absorbed in the storybook, threw off the covers, got out of bed, and opened the window.

She saw a man in dark light armor, with a strong physique, black hair, thick eyebrows that slanted upwards, deep and cold features, and an icy temperament, but his eyes revealed endless tenderness and doting when he looked at her.

This is exactly like General Fu from the storybook.

She then looked at the young man opposite "General Fu," who wore a light blue robe, was slender, and had a pale, sickly face. His features were delicate and handsome.

Most importantly, he has a terrible temper! He's incredibly awful! He's especially dark-hearted!

The Yandere Hostage Prince – Prince Li Yunting.

She said they were a perfect match!

The scene is absolutely gorgeous!

The young Taoist nun glanced at the two people under the tree and slurped her saliva.

creak—

The door was pushed open.

Doctor Song came over carrying a bowl of herbal medicine: "Oh? Young lady, you're awake?"

"Shh—don't make a sound." The young Taoist nun stared intently at the two people in the courtyard.

Doctor Song walked forward curiously, followed her gaze, and said with a smile, "So it's the two young masters Gu. Would you like to go and thank them, young lady?"

"Hmm?" The young Taoist nun frowned and looked at him.

Doctor Song thought she hadn't heard him clearly, so he repeated gently, "Does the young lady wish to thank Young Master Gu?"

“The first sentence,” the young nun said.

"Uh..." Doctor Song thought for a moment, then recalled uncertainly, "So it was the two young masters Gu?"

"Are they brothers?"

"yes."

"Your biological father?"

"yes."

"Oh." The little Taoist nun lowered her head.

Dr. Song looked completely bewildered.

Why are you suddenly so disappointed?

Doctor Song took the young Taoist nun's pulse and gave her the medicine.

After asking Doctor Song, the young Taoist nun learned that she had been saved by Gu Changqing, the heir of the Marquis of Ding'an.

Gu Changqing and the young Taoist nun had met once before, but she didn't take a good look at him that time.

"Sister! Sister!"

Not long after Doctor Song left, Yuan Tong rushed over in a great hurry.

"Sister, are you alright? I just went to buy a box of osmanthus cakes, and you disappeared! I was so worried! Luckily, someone came to deliver a message saying you went to the clinic next to the girls' school!"

The letter was sent by someone sent by Gu Changqing.

Gu Changqing only recognized her after he rescued her.

It wasn't that Gu Changqing had carefully examined her face last time; it was simply that there was probably no other young Taoist nun like her in the entire capital.

The young nun sat down on a chair by the window: "I'm fine, I just tripped and fell down from upstairs."

"How did you fall down from upstairs all of a sudden?" Yuan Tong looked the little Taoist nun up and down, pinching her face, arms and legs to make sure she was really alright.

The young nun said, "The room was too stuffy, so I wanted to open the window to let in some fresh air, but I suddenly slipped and fell out of the window."

Yuan Tong said indignantly, "It must be because they didn't clean the floor properly, causing my sister to slip! I'm going to cause trouble for that teahouse later!"

The young nun shook her head: "Never mind, it was my own carelessness."

Yuan Tong wanted to ask her sister who had brought her to the clinic, but was suddenly interrupted by a hateful voice.

"Cylinder!"

Yuan Tong clenched her fingers tightly and looked coldly out the window.

Gu Chengfeng stood casually outside the window, slowly crossing his arms: "Oh, it really is you!"

Yuan Tong gritted her teeth: "Giant hornets!"

Gu Chengfeng asked, "What are you doing here?"

Yuan Tong chuckled and said, "What business is it of yours what I'm doing here?"

Gu Chengfeng: "Are you sick?"

Yuan Tong: "You have medicine!"

"Tsk!" Gu Chengfeng rolled his eyes in disgust. "I was just asking if you had some kind of illness and wanted to recommend a reliable doctor..."

"Chengfeng, don't be rude!" Gu Changqing was startled by the argument between the two.

The young nun stood up and slowly bowed to Gu Changqing with a Taoist salute: "Thank you for saving me, Layman Gu."

Gu Chengfeng looked at Yuan Tong triumphantly: "Did you see that? Did you see that? My older brother saved your sister!"

Yuan Tong's words caught in her throat, and she glared angrily at Gu Chengfeng: "Childish!"

The young nun was fine; after resting for a while, she settled her medical fee and left with her sister.

Gu Yan did not speak to the Gu brothers; he returned to Gu Jiao's courtyard.

Gu Chengfeng habitually walked towards Gu Jiao's courtyard, but was blocked at the door by Gu Yan: "This is my sister's courtyard."

Gu Chengfeng scoffed, "So what if you have an older sister?"

Gu Yan said, "So what if you're so great! If you're so capable, why don't you go and have an older sister too!"

He doesn't have one; he could never have a sister in his life. At most, he might have one—

Forget it, that girl isn't the Gu family's daughter at all.

In another room, Gu Changqing and Gu Jiao discussed the information they had recently found: "The assassin who framed me at the military camp that night should still be in the capital. Tang Ming is also investigating the whereabouts of that force."

Tang Ming and Gu Changqing now share a common enemy. They temporarily set aside their opposing stances and joined forces to investigate the truth behind that force, and they actually managed to uncover some clues.

“Xianleju,” Gu Changqing said. “That person is related to Xianleju.”

"What is Xianleju?" Gu Jiao had never heard of it.

Gu Changqing hesitated for a moment, but still said, "A brothel."

"Oh." Gu Jiao remained calm, without the usual shy reaction a young woman would have upon hearing about brothels.

“Open investigation is definitely not feasible, as it might alert the enemy. Undercover investigation…” Although Gu Changqing did not set foot in such places, he could not afford to worry about such things if it was necessary for the investigation.

Gu Jiao understood and asked, "Is it difficult to conduct an undercover investigation?"

Gu Changqing: "Do you know who the powerful backer is behind Xianleju?"

Gu Jiao: "Who?"

Gu Changqing: "Empress Dowager."

Gu Jiao frowned: "Aunt?"

Gu Changqing nodded.

Gu Jiao shook her head: "My aunt will not harm the Tang family, nor will she assassinate Tang Ming, and she will not stir up trouble between the Marquis of Ding'an's mansion and the Marshal's mansion at this time."

Gu Changqing pondered, "That's the problem. The Marquis of Ding'an's mansion and the Marshal's mansion originally belonged to different camps, so there was no need to sow discord. Unless that person felt there was a need to sow discord. Jiaojiao."

Gu Changqing looked at Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao also looked at him: "Hmm?"

Gu Changqing said solemnly, "Although your invention of the bellows and mortar has not been publicly announced, some people still know that it was you. You have gained His Majesty's favor and the Empress Dowager's protection—"

Gu Jiao thought for a moment: "So that person thinks the two of them might reconcile because of me?"

That idea is incredibly naive.

Even if Gu Jiao didn't deliberately inquire, she knew that her aunt and the emperor had already fought hundreds of rounds in the palace.

Although Gu Changqing knew that his sister was highly regarded by the two men, he did not believe that they would let go of their grudges of so many years. More importantly, "Your relationship with His Majesty and the Empress Dowager is unknown to the common people, and even in the palace, not many people know about it."

Gu Jiao said, "But that person knows."

Gu Changqing said, "That's right."

Gu Jiao picked up a tea leaf: "There's a traitor among my aunt's people."

Gu Changqing analyzed, "The Empress Dowager's leprosy back then should also be related to this person. Although it was His Majesty who was in charge, this person must have helped him succeed. So I think the power behind Xianleju is not the Empress Dowager, but someone she is willing to protect."

Gu Jiao's eyes turned cold: "She is also someone who betrayed her great-aunt."

——

The news that Xiao Liulang had solved a case for the Ministry of Justice quickly reached the emperor's ears.

The emperor has been so busy dealing with Empress Dowager Zhuang that he has forgotten about the new top scholar he personally selected for the Hanlin Academy.

Working under Grand Tutor Zhuang, you must have suffered a lot of bullying.

The emperor suddenly felt quite ashamed, wondering how he could have forgotten about the person he had promoted.

Fortunately, the child was resilient enough and didn't get wasted by Grand Tutor Zhuang.

The emperor reached out his hand to make it easier for a palace maid to dress him: "Eunuch Wei."

Eunuch Wei said, "This servant is here."

The emperor asked, "Is it the turn of the Hanlin Academy to lecture the Crown Prince today?"

Eunuch Wei smiled and said, "Yes, shall we invite Scholar Han again? Your Majesty, please go to the morning court first. This servant will send someone to invite him right away."

The emperor said, "No, summon Xiao Liulang."

Eunuch Wei was startled: "Your Majesty, Xiao Liulang is merely a compiler."

When lecturing to the Crown Prince, it was usually done by the highest-ranking official of the Hanlin Academy, or at the very least, by a lecturer or a reader. How could a newly arrived compiler be allowed to take the stage?

"It's him." The emperor had made up his mind.

Eunuch Wei had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply, "...Yes!"

Good morning, are there any monthly passes left?

(End of this chapter)