Chapter 433 Purification (First Update)
Long Yi tested the medicine on Xiao Liulang as before, switching to another if one didn't work. In the end, Long Yi's movements became anxious and chaotic.
He seemed to sense that Xiao Liulang's legs would never heal.
The Dragon Shadow Guard will not cry.
It won't make you feel uncomfortable.
In that instant, Gu Jiao, standing outside the door, felt an immense grief emanating from Long Yi.
...
After changing his clothes, Xiao Liulang came out and said to Gu Jiao, who was waiting quietly under the eaves, "I'm ready, let's go."
Walk?
Gu Jiao looked at Xiao Liulang in astonishment.
It took him a moment to realize that "let's go" meant he wanted to leave.
Gu Jiao didn't suggest that he should stay there. She put down the branch in her hand, stood up, and looked at him: "Okay."
On the way back in the carriage, Xiao Liulang remained silent.
Long Yi did not show himself, but Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao both knew that he was following far behind the carriage.
"Is it because of the princess?" Gu Jiao finally asked.
Xiao Liulang tried to keep his tone normal as he said, "She doesn't want to see me."
That's true; if she wanted to see him, she wouldn't have gone back to the princess's residence.
Gu Jiao had no way to refute it.
The carriage swayed and wobbled along for a while longer.
Xiao Liulang's face was very pale.
Gu Jiao couldn't tell whether it was the injury on his hand or the injury in his heart.
Gu Jiao recalled the portraits she had seen at the princess's residence, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Why?"
Gu Jiao wanted to ask, why did you all become like this?
Xiao Liulang, however, thought Gu Jiao was asking her why she didn't want to see him.
This is a scar on his heart that has been repeatedly torn open, a memory he least wants to touch.
But since she asked.
He then told her.
"Because I am not her biological son."
"Her biological son is dead."
"Because of me."
...
Back in Bishui Hutong, both of them had composed themselves and their expressions no longer showed any unusual behavior.
After they arrived safely, Long Yi used his lightness skill to leave silently. After all, he was Princess Xinyang's bodyguard, and his duty was to protect her.
There were only two classes at the Imperial College this afternoon, so Xiao Jingkong got out of school early and is now peeking around at his own door.
Although his little feet stayed obediently inside the threshold, his little body seemed to want to flap out, his little arms flying behind him, like an emperor penguin eagerly waiting.
Gu Jiao was immediately amused by him.
"Jiaojiao?" Xiao Jingkong spotted Gu Jiao, tilted his head to look at her, and, making sure he wasn't seeing things, turned back to Yao Shi and Granny Fang in the backyard and called out, "Jiaojiao is back! I...I...I can go out now!"
Having said that, he stepped over the threshold with his short legs and ran towards Gu Jiao.
Unsurprisingly, he slipped and fell again.
I haven't wrestled in a long time, but I'm still quite skilled at head-holding.
He held his little head and rolled all the way to Gu Jiao's feet.
After he finished rolling around, perhaps feeling that his tough-guy image had been ruined yet again, he rolled his eyes, spread his arms wide, and called out in a particularly domineering manner, "Jiaojiao."
He's not embarrassed; it's others who are embarrassed.
He's a bad brother-in-law.
This shameless attempt to stage an accident is truly something else.
Unfortunately, these were all things that Xiao Liulang had already done.
Before Gu Jiao could bend down to pick him up, Xiao Liulang grabbed the little guy's collar and lifted him up.
Oh dear!
She wants to be held by a sweetheart!
It wasn't you!
Xiao Liulang carried the little guy into the yard.
He had lost his cane, but it was stronger than before, so the little guy didn't fall. However, just as he entered the main room, his right leg gave way.
Gu Jiao quickly picked up Xiao Jingkong and supported him with her other hand, preventing him from falling and causing embarrassment.
Xiao Liulang felt his right leg go limp and clenched his fist without making a sound.
Gu Jiao didn't tell her family that Xiao Liulang had been captured by assassins. She only said that he had gone on official business. The original plan was for him to recuperate at Princess Xinyang's place until he was fully recovered, so there was no need to tell the family.
However, having returned early, the fact that he was injured could no longer be hidden.
"Sixth Brother is back. He was on official business this time..." Sure enough, Yao Shi only got halfway through her sentence before noticing his stiff right hand. "Sixth Brother, your hand..."
Xiao Liulang said nonchalantly, "I tripped and fell while on official business, hitting my head on a gap in the steps. I bled a little, but I'm fine now."
It required more than a dozen stitches.
Gu Jiao added in her mind.
It's a pity her husband has such beautiful hands; if he had any scars, she would have chopped off the murderer's hands!
Xiao Liulang's wrist was wrapped in gauze, so Yao couldn't actually remove the gauze to check his injury. She believed that it was just a common scratch, but she was still worried about him. She asked Granny Fang to stew a pot of pig's trotter soup to nourish his hand.
Xiao Liulang: "..."
Xiao Liulang still needed an IV drip today, so Gu Jiao hung the IV drip on the bookshelf behind the desk in the west room. Xiao Liulang read a book while receiving the IV drip.
Before long, Xiao Jingkong walked over, holding a portrait in both hands.
He was still quite short; he had to stand on tiptoe to peek half of his head out from behind the desk.
He simply walked around the desk, came to Xiao Liulang's side, tilted his head and asked Xiao Liulang, "Do you have a younger brother?"
Xiao Liulang didn't look up, continuing to flip through the Yan state arithmetic book under his hand: "Why do you ask that?"
Xiao Jingkong looked at the portrait of Xiao Heng and said, "This person looks just like you!"
Xiao Liulang paused, turned his head, and saw that Xiao Jingkong was holding a painting in his hand.
He immediately recognized the person in the portrait: a five-year-old him and a young Princess Xinyang.
His fingers tightened slightly: "Where did this portrait come from?"
"From Jiaojiao's basket," Xiao Jingkong tilted his head and said, "Your little brother is handsome, more handsome than you! Your little brother can laugh, you can't!"
The portrait shows Xiao Heng smiling innocently, as if all the happiness in the world belongs to him alone, and the joy in his eyes is almost overflowing.
This is Xiao Heng in the past.
Xiao Liulang looked at the portrait of himself and Princess Xinyang and felt a sense of disorientation.
The image of a loving mother and filial son seemed to have been far removed from him for a long time; looking back suddenly, it felt like a lifetime ago.
In the afternoon, Princess Xinyang suffered a heart attack and fainted at her residence.
Fearing that the trip would delay the treatment, Yu Jin simply sent Princess Xinyang to the clinic.
Gu Jiao was dragged away by Long Yi again; the feeling was incredibly bittersweet.
Princess Xinyang took the heart failure medication from the research institute, and her condition was effectively relieved and controlled. The reason she fainted was not due to a heart attack, but because she hadn't slept all night, was overworked, and had low blood sugar.
Gu Jiao administered some glucose to Princess Xinyang.
Princess Xinyang woke up in the evening. She opened her eyes and found herself lying in an unfamiliar room with a round little head beside her bed.
She opened her mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is this?"
Little Jingkong, who was squatting on the ground playing marbles, looked up at her with his big eyes: "Female benefactor, you're awake? You're in the clinic, this is Jiaojiao's room, and you're sleeping in Jiaojiao's bed. How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you? Jiaojiao said that if you're not feeling well, I'll go tell her, and she's seeing patients in the front."
I received official notification last night that the extra update was canceled.
I thought I'd have to save up drafts until February, but well, I don't need to anymore.
Perfect timing! I've been so busy at home lately, I'll save the few drafts I have for the New Year.
(End of this chapter)
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