Chapter 277 Taking His Life! (First Update)
Gu Jiao also arrived at Baishi Street. She weaved through the crowd, searching for Gu Yan's figure. When she passed a teahouse, she vaguely felt that it was familiar, as if she had been there before.
But she clearly didn't.
It is Gu Yan.
He came here.
Gu Jiao walked back along the teahouse, and stopped when she passed a corner.
She looked at a wide but quiet alley to her left, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a little breathless.
She clutched her chest, which felt heavy, when a sudden pain shot through it!
"A-Yan!"
After leaving Nanfeng Residence, Gu Changqing returned along Baishi Street and found the vicinity.
He saw Gu Jiao, spurred his horse and galloped over. Noticing that Gu Jiao's expression was off, he quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
Gu Jiao tightened her grip on her clothes and looked towards the dark, boundless night in the east: "Ayan is there."
Gu Changqing followed her gaze for a moment, then looked away and extended her hand: "Come up."
Gu Jiao grabbed his hand and mounted the horse, then grabbed the saddle herself.
Unlike his concern for Gu Yan, Gu Changqing didn't need to worry about her falling. He tightened the reins: "Giddy up!"
The horse seemed to sense its master's emotions and galloped swiftly through the night.
Which road?
At the fork in the road, Gu Changqing asked Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao turned her head and looked over: "This way."
Gu Changqing squeezed the horse's flanks tightly with his legs and galloped quickly into the street on his right.
As he crossed the street and entered a decadent alley, he roughly guessed what was going on. This alley was very famous in the capital and was a place where the powerful and wealthy indulged in debauchery.
Someone once brought him here, saying they wanted to give him a house. At the time, he didn't understand these things and was just not used to accepting bribes. But the other person smiled and said, "Why are you so polite, Commandant? Lord Tang also has a house here, the one in front."
Thinking of this, Gu Changqing already knew where Tang Ming was.
He couldn't wait to ride away. He dismounted, handed the horse to Gu Jiao, and then used his lightness skill to disappear into the night.
In the instant he left, something flashed through his mind, but it was too fast for him to grasp.
The moonlight was dim, and the candlelight was dim.
Tang Ming had already torn Gu Yan's outer robe and inner garment to shreds, leaving only a thin inner garment haphazardly draped over his body.
She's truly a rare beauty.
Tang Ming stroked the pair of long, slender, fair legs beneath him and pressed down on Gu Yan.
Bang!
With a loud crash, the entire door fell straight to the ground.
A powerful killing intent swept over Tang Ming from behind. The curtains moved without wind, and Tang Ming felt a chill run down his spine. He reached for the long sword beside his pillow, but before he could even touch it, a long whip pierced through the curtains and wrapped around his neck.
Before he could even resist, he was violently pulled up, slammed against the wall, and then fell heavily to the ground after the violent impact.
He fell hard and didn't get up for a long time.
Gu Changqing rushed to the bedside, lifted the bed curtains, and saw Gu Yan, who was barely clothed. His eyes turned cold instantly. Instead of using the blankets on the bed to wrap Gu Yan, he quickly took off his outer robe and wrapped Gu Yan up tightly!
Gu Yan's consciousness was fading, and her body felt hot.
This means someone has drugged you.
Gu Changqing was so angry he wanted to kill someone, but nothing was more important than Gu Yan's life.
He picked Gu Yan up, and Gu Yan lay helplessly in his arms.
"No..." he said weakly.
Gu Changqing was heartbroken; his arms, which were holding Gu Yan, were trembling uncontrollably.
“It’s me,” he said softly.
Gu Yan glanced at him absentmindedly, his vision blurred, only a vague outline remaining before him, but the other man exuded a reassuring aura.
He parted his lips slightly: "Brother?"
Gu Changqing's heart was broken by that "brother".
Although he understood that the "brother" he was referring to was the same as the "big brother" Xiao Jingkong was talking about, Gu Changqing's heart still trembled slightly.
He suddenly wanted to tell him, "Yes, I am your brother, your own brother."
"Waaah~" After confirming the identity of the person who came, Gu Yan suddenly felt wronged.
Her eyes, which had never reddened in front of Tang Ming, suddenly turned red, and her eyes and brows revealed unspeakable grievances.
Gu Changqing's heart felt like it had been pierced through a sieve.
He tightened his grip on Gu Yan's arm. He was almost out of his mind at this point. If Gu Yan hadn't been so weak, he would have rushed over and killed Tang Ming!
"Gu Changqing...is that you?" Tang Ming finally regained some strength and slowly got up from the ground, but before he could even stand up, Gu Changqing kicked him back down!
He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood!
Gu Changqing glared at him with murderous intent: "Tang Ming, I will settle this score with you!"
Tang Ming felt like he had seen a ghost. How could Gu Changqing have come here?
Could it be that this kid—
Tang Ming suddenly remembered seeing Gu Changqing riding horses with a young man on the street. Could it be... that the beautiful young woman in front of him was the young man that Gu Changqing had been protecting in his arms?
What exactly is their relationship?
This kid claims to be the son of the Marquis of Ding'an... Could it really be true?
But doesn't Gu Changqing only acknowledge his two brothers from the same mother? When has he ever cared about the life or death of his other brother?
He looked so nervous, as if someone was going to kill him!
Is it really necessary?!
Tang Ming suffered some internal injuries. He clutched his aching abdomen, glared fiercely at Gu Changqing, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his other hand, and sneered, "He's just the son of a vixen. Don't you hate them too? Why don't you give him to me and I'll discipline him for you."
Tang Ming truly didn't take a second wife's child seriously. Such a child wouldn't be favored in an ordinary family, let alone the fact that the Marquis of Ding'an's second wife came from a humble background and had been neglected for years, living with her son on the estate.
If that's the case, then who is Gu Changqing trying to impress by putting on such a protective act?
Gu Yan's breathing was very unstable. Gu Changqing suppressed the urge to fight Tang Ming and gave Tang Ming one last look: "If I were you, I would flee the capital tonight and never come back."
"Heh." Tang Ming scoffed dismissively.
If Gu Changqing had threatened him like this in the past, Tang Ming might have been somewhat wary. But now, his uncle is the Grand Marshal of the Army and he has been promoted to deputy general. Gu Changqing, a mere Tiger Mountain Captain, is not even worth a second glance!
He wasn't afraid that Gu Changqing would complain. Although he was wrong in this matter, if it got out, it would damage the young boy's reputation.
At that time, the entire capital will know that Gu Changqing's younger brother was toyed with by Tang Ming.
Can Gu Changqing and this handsome young man afford to lose face like this?
Gu Changqing didn't waste any more time with Tang Ming. He carried Gu Yan and used his lightness skill to leave the place.
Not long after they left, Gu Changqing ran into Gu Jiao, who had stopped her horse by the roadside and was heading back to the house.
Gu Changqing only remembered something he had forgotten when he saw his mount—his horse was eccentric and usually didn't let others ride it. Was his sister alright?
Gu Jiao was unaware of his inner thoughts. She looked at Gu Yan, who was wrapped in Gu Changqing's clothes, and for a moment, a bloodthirsty light flashed in her eyes!
"Who did this?"
"You don't know Tang Ming."
"The Tang family?"
"That's right."
Gu Jiao glanced at the house, clenched her fists, suppressed the violence in her blood, and walked past Gu Changqing.
She looked at Gu Yan's face and then checked his pulse.
Gu Yan's purse was gone; it contained his medicine.
Fortunately, Gu Jiao always kept Gu Yan's medicine in her purse. She gave Gu Yan two pills first, and then took some water from the saddle for him to swallow.
However, medication alone is clearly not enough for Gu Yan's condition.
The two quickly took Gu Yan back to Biyue Hutong.
The night breeze was a bit chilly. Gu Changqing was worried that Gu Yan would get cold, so he took off his inner garments, leaving him in only a thin undergarment, and carried Gu Yan all the way.
People on the street occasionally cast strange glances at him, but no one recognized who he was.
When they reached the door, Gu Jiao remembered something and said to Gu Changqing, "Let's go to Grandpa's side!"
Gu Changqing understood: "Okay."
He carried Gu Yan to the next room.
The old chief priest had just finished his rest when he saw this scene and was shocked: "How could this happen? What's wrong?"
Gu Changqing had never met the old chief priest before, but as he visited Bishui Hutong more often, he gradually learned about the old chief priest's identity.
As for how he became Xiao Liulang's great-uncle, Gu Changqing is currently unaware.
He didn't make a point of asking.
"I'll explain later. Are there any private rooms?" Gu Changqing asked.
Yes, yes!
The west wing is empty.
The old priest opened the door to the west wing and laid out a clean quilt.
Gu Changqing gently placed Gu Yan on the bed.
Gu Jiao brought over a small first-aid kit.
Given Gu Yan's physical condition, vomiting should not be induced. He can only receive intravenous fluids to promote drug metabolism. However, during the metabolism process, his organs will have to bear a huge burden, which is undoubtedly very dangerous for someone with congenital heart disease.
Gu Jiao opened the small medicine box and started an IV drip for Gu Yan.
Gu Jiao took Gu Yan's blood pressure, which was abnormally high. It was probably caused by the medication. If it didn't come down in a while, she would have to take antihypertensive drugs.
Gu Yan had lost consciousness, but his hand was still gripping Gu Changqing's sleeve. He had been gripping it before he lost consciousness. Gu Changqing did not remove his hand and just silently stayed by the bedside.
Soon, Gu Yan's body temperature also rose.
Gu Jiao put an ice pack on his forehead.
Gu Yan's situation is difficult because he has a heart condition and cannot take any medication indiscriminately. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, Gu Jiao tries to adopt conservative treatment.
"How...is he?" Gu Changqing asked in a hoarse voice, looking at the unconscious Gu Yan.
Gu Jiao adjusted the IV drip rate and said in a low voice, "It's hard to say right now."
Don't underestimate just one or two sleeping pills; they were far too deadly for someone of his physique. He had been taking medication to treat heart failure for the past year, otherwise he would have succumbed long ago.
Thinking of this, Gu Jiao remembered something.
She could dream about Xiao Liulang and Gu Changqing's misfortunes, so why couldn't she dream about Gu Yan?
She wasn't sure if Gu Changqing and Xiao Liulang would appear in her dreams before each accident, but at least she had dreamt of them.
Gu Yan, however, never did.
It can't be that Gu Yan wasn't close enough to her. She and Gu Yan were twins, the closest and most inseparable relationship in the world.
Could it be because they are too close?
In addition, she discovered that she could not foresee her own dangers, as was the case when the music hall collapsed and when she and her great-aunt were trapped under the roof.
She couldn't foresee her own fate. Could it be that because Gu Yan and she were twins, she also couldn't foresee Gu Yan's fate?
It seems that Gu Yan's secret guards must be recalled to the capital.
After being beaten up by Gu Changqing, Tang Ming lost his mood for fun and rode back to the Tang residence.
The Tang residence is no longer a general's mansion, but a marshal's mansion, and its gates are much more imposing.
Tang Ming stood before the two majestic stone lions, straightened his clothes, and dusted off his sleeves. Only after confirming that no one could tell that he was acting strangely did he step into the mansion.
Tang Yueshan had just finished practicing his sword in the courtyard when a servant handed him a towel. He took it and wiped the sweat from his brow, panting as he asked, "Has Ming'er come back yet?"
The servant replied, "Reporting to you, sir, not yet. Perhaps he's been delayed by official business. Lately, too many people have been visiting our residence, and since you haven't seen them, they've all gone to find the young master."
The Tang family has two branches. Tang Yueshan is from the second branch, and he has an older brother and sister-in-law. Tang Ming is the eldest son of the first branch.
Tang Yueshan's older brother became paralyzed a long time ago, but Tang Yueshan did not seize the main branch of the family business and still let his older brother be the head of the Tang family.
His marshal's mansion was right next to the Tang family's, so to outsiders the two families were still considered to be one.
Tang Yueshan had no sons, only several daughters. Everyone in the family knew how much Tang Yueshan doted on this nephew. It was feared that in the future, Tang Ming would not only inherit the eldest son's property, but also Tang Yueshan's power.
The servants in the Marshal's Mansion all treated Tang Ming as their young master. Tang Ming's biological father was paralyzed and bedridden and unable to take care of him, so he asked his younger brother to raise him for a while.
Tang Ming has admired his uncle since childhood and is happy to live on Tangyue Mountain.
Speak of the devil and he appears.
Tang Yueshan had just wiped his sweat when Tang Ming walked over with a big smile: "Uncle! Your nephew is back!"
Tang Yueshan's serious face immediately lit up with a smile: "Why are you so late? Are there too many official duties in the military camp?"
Tang Ming smiled and said, "What official business? Didn't Uncle forbid me from having private dealings with those ministers? I left a long time ago, and I came back late because I went to buy Uncle your favorite spicy snails."
As he spoke, he took out the food box he had hidden behind his back. "Uncle, look, isn't this the place you usually go to?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Yueshan's joy was palpable. He opened the food box, took a sniff, and said with satisfaction, "That's right, it tastes just like this!"
The servant smiled and said, "It's the young master who's being so kind to you; we never expected it."
Tang Yueshan smiled with delight.
The snails are at their fattest and most delicious in autumn. Although it's not the best time to eat snails now, the snails from that restaurant are absolutely delicious. Plus, what he values most is Tang Ming's thoughtfulness.
"You haven't eaten, have you?" Tang Yueshan asked Tang Ming.
"No." Tang Ming shook his head.
"Have someone set out the meal," Tang Yueshan instructed his servants.
"Yes." The servant hurried off.
As the weather gets warmer, the food is laid out in the yard.
Tang Yueshan rarely ate at home, and when he did, he wouldn't invite his daughters. Only Tang Ming was favored by him, as she not only often ate at the same table with him but also had free access to his yard. Tang Yueshan never got angry when she touched his things.
"The bamboo shoots the kitchen made today are really tender," Tang Ming said.
"Eat more." Tang Yueshan put a lot of food on Tang Ming's plate.
Tang Ming buried his head in his food.
Watching him eat with gusto, Tang Yueshan felt satisfied and unconsciously revealed a hint of doting: "After you finish eating, go say hello to your parents, then come back and rest quickly. There's a martial arts competition at the military camp tomorrow, don't forget."
Tang Ming smiled obediently and said, "I haven't forgotten, Uncle, don't worry!"
Tang Yueshan naturally trusted Tang Ming. He had raised Tang Ming himself; Tang Ming was intelligent, had excellent aptitude, was resilient, and was willing to endure hardship.
Practicing martial arts is a tedious and painful thing, but Tang Ming persevered. Not only that, Tang Ming also studied military strategy and was well-versed in the art of war.
Tang Yueshan had high expectations for Tang Ming.
Tang Yueshan added, "Also, you should tone down your temper. Don't get into fights with people so easily in the military camp."
Tang Ming obediently smiled and said, "I know, Uncle. I just can't stand them being lazy. I'll be more careful in the future. If they make the same mistake again, I'll talk to them nicely!"
"That's more like it." Tang Yueshan was very satisfied.
Tang Ming was a bit spoiled, but who hasn't been hot-blooded when they were young? He was quite the troublemaker in the army when he was young.
Tang Ming's ability to admit his mistakes and correct them is commendable.
After the uncle and nephew finished their meal, Tang Ming went to the main house to pay his respects to his parents.
This is something Tang Yueshan requires Tang Ming to do every day: to be filial to his parents and not to disrespect them just because his father is paralyzed in bed.
Tang Ming only dropped all pretense after returning to his room.
He sat in the chair, lifted his shirt, and saw the bruise on his abdomen from Gu Changqing's kick. He was so angry that his teeth were grinding together.
Then he thought of Gu Yan, and felt a pang of regret.
He savored the memory, his eyes narrowing slightly.
That handsome young man was so delicious, I almost got to eat him!
——
Gu Jiao and Gu Changqing stayed by Gu Yan's side all night.
He was in danger once in the middle of the night, and Gu Jiao gave him medicine.
As dawn approached, his body temperature returned to normal, but he still did not wake up.
Gu Jiao glanced at the faint glimmer of dawn on the horizon, then looked at Gu Changqing, whose expression had been icy all night, and said, "His condition is better than it was at night. He's out of immediate danger. Go and rest. I'll take care of him here."
Gu Changqing paused, stood up, glanced at the unconscious Gu Yan, and said with reluctance in his eyes, "Okay, I'll come back later."
He walked to the door, but stopped abruptly just as he was about to step across the threshold. He turned back, his gaze falling on Gu Yan's face: "He..."
"What's wrong?" Gu Jiao asked.
Gu Changqing shook his head: "Never mind, it's nothing."
So what if you heard it?
That's not important anymore. What's important is Tang Ming. He wants Tang Ming dead!
Do you guys still have any monthly passes left?
(End of this chapter)
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