Chapter 535 The Cunning and Charming Girl (First Update)
"No? Hmm?"
Xiao Heng raised an eyebrow and gritted his teeth, letting out a muffled sound.
However, the person who was caught seemed oblivious to their guilt, their icy fingertips continuing to tickle downwards.
Xiao Heng was so angry he laughed.
Who has the thickest skin in the world? It has to be this girl.
Xiao Heng is a shy person at heart. He would blush and his heart would race for a long time just from holding hands. However, he couldn't resist someone taking advantage of him again and again, and doing so with such a self-righteous attitude.
Does this girl really think he wouldn't dare do anything to her?
He pinched her smooth chin and said with a hint of threat, "You don't want to sleep, do you?"
Gu Jiao paused her mischievous little hands, still keeping her eyes closed, and said, "I want to."
No, you don't want to.
After Xiao Heng finished speaking, he flipped over, braced his elbows on either side of her, and lightly pressed her down beneath him.
She was the one who provoked him first, so he shouldn't blame her for not letting her sleep peacefully.
He lowered his head and covered her soft lips with his.
From the moment she rushed back through the snow and appeared before him, saying "Happy birthday, Lord Xiao," he had wanted to do this.
He tried his best to restrain himself, but the girl had no idea how hard he was trying to control himself, and easily broke all his restraint.
After resting at home for a few days, my lips, which had been cracked by the wind, sand, and snow, regained their moisture and softness.
His breathing became erratic, and his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
He briefly released her, before she broke down completely.
"Your face is red," Gu Jiao said.
"Don't speak!" He buried his face in the crook of her neck.
"Her ears turned red too," Gu Jiao added.
"Gu Jiaojiao!" His voice was hoarse.
Gu Jiao tilted her head slightly, her small mouth close to his reddened ear, and whispered, "The voice isn't even your own~"
Xiao Heng's breath hitched: "...Gu Jiaojiao!"
"Yes," Gu Jiao replied obediently.
That sound melted Xiao Heng's heart. The flames of shame and indignation were instantly extinguished by a bucket of ice water. He looked at the person beneath him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The person remained calm and collected, eyes closed.
Xiao Heng moved his elbow closer, pulling her even tighter, then chuckled and said, "Weren't you asleep? How come you can see?"
Try being stubborn again.
Xiao Heng saw her eyes move slightly beneath her tightly closed eyelids.
Xiao Heng chuckled, pressed his forehead against hers, and whispered in an extremely seductive voice, "Can't speak anymore, huh?"
His voice was so beautiful that Gu Jiao's ears went numb.
Gu Jiao paused for a moment, then said, "You're really delicious."
Xiao Heng: "..."
How did the topic change so quickly?
Okay, come on, let's chat about a few coins today.
Xiao Heng looked at the person's stubbornly closed eyes with amusement: "Really? You haven't even eaten any, how can it be delicious?"
"I got to eat." Gu Jiao blindly raised her hand, touched his cheek, and tapped his lips.
Even in this state, he could still close his eyes and act like he wasn't awake. Xiao Heng was truly impressed.
In ancient times, there was a petty thief who covered his ears to steal a bell; today, there is Gu Jiao who closes her eyes to tease her husband.
Xiao Heng wanted to laugh, and whispered in her ear, "Gu Jiaojiao, this doesn't count as eating."
He spoke too quickly and regretted it as soon as he finished.
That's a bit too presumptuous.
As if afraid that she would realize her mistake and they would feel awkward, he quickly changed the subject: "How old do girls in your area reach the age of marriage?"
Now that she knows she's not the real Gu Jiaoniang, and she's admitted she's not Gu Jiaoniang, there's no need to pretend she doesn't know anything anymore.
Although there are indeed many things he doesn't know.
For example, her origins, and why she became Gu Jiaoniang.
Gu Jiao was unaware of the many thoughts that flashed through his mind in that short moment. She answered honestly, "A woman reaches adulthood at eighteen and marries at twenty."
Coming of age means reaching adulthood, and marriage means getting married; Xiao Heng understood these things.
Xiao Heng stroked the top of her head and asked softly, "So, if you want me to wait for you to grow up, do you mean until you're twenty or until you're eighteen?"
Gu Jiao closed her eyes, about to speak.
Xiao Heng said in a hoarse voice, "Eighteen."
Gu Jiao: "I didn't say that."
Xiao Heng: "You said it, I heard it."
Gu Jiao: "You're cheating."
Xiao Heng chuckled softly and gently touched her cheek: "Hmm, I'm being unreasonable, but Doctor Gu, are you sure you can wait until you're eighteen?"
Gu Jiao replied earnestly, "Of course I can!"
Xiao Heng smiled and looked at her: "Why don't you take your hand out first before saying that?"
Gu Jiao tilted her head: "I'm asleep."
Xiao Heng: "..."
Xiao Heng chuckled softly, "Okay, I understand."
He lowered his head and covered her lips with his again, his kiss tender yet restrained, domineering yet gentle.
Gu Jiao fell asleep in great pleasure and woke up feeling incredibly refreshed.
Xiao Heng is no longer here. He left a note on his bedside table, saying that he went to the Ministry of Justice to assist in the case.
The words were entirely businesslike, without a trace of ambiguity, yet thoughtfully placed on the table Gu Jiao's favorite snacks and dried meat.
Gu Jiao tasted a piece of pastry.
Mmm, so sweet.
After Gu Jiao finished packing, she went to Mo Qianxue's ward next door.
The reason this room was converted into a ward was thanks to Gu Chenglin. During the time when Gu Chenglin stayed here and refused to leave, Gu Jiao simply renovated the room, adding an operating table while keeping the original four-poster bed.
Physician Tong stayed up all night before Doctor Song came and relieved him.
The person in the room right now is Doctor Song.
While taking care of Mo Qianxue, Dr. Song was not idle. He was reviewing the medical records he had compiled over the past few days, hoping to improve his medical skills as soon as possible.
Gu Jiao went inside.
Hearing the noise, Doctor Song stood up and greeted Gu Jiao: "Doctor Gu."
"How is she?" Gu Jiao asked.
Dr. Song said, "There's nothing seriously wrong for now. There's been no postoperative infection, and the drainage of pleural effusion and gas is going well."
During the battle in Yuegu City, Doctor Song had assisted Gu Jiao in performing several pneumothorax surgeries and knew what precautions to take.
Gu Jiao nodded: "Go and rest for a while, I'll keep an eye on things."
Doctor Song did not refuse.
Gu Jiao disliked superficiality, such as deliberately pretending to be diligent. A person's diligence is reflected in their medical skills and ethics, not in such trivial matters.
"I'll have a meal first and then come back," Dr. Song said.
Gu Jiao: "Mm."
...
Mo Qianxue's case spread throughout the capital overnight. After all, she was the most beautiful courtesan at Xianleju, and she died such a tragic death.
Hua Xiyao was the prime suspect, but all the evidence ultimately showed that Hua Xiyao was not the murderer of Mo Qianxue.
Because of Mo Qianxue's matter, the teahouse, which was supposed to open after the fifteenth, started operating ahead of schedule, and quite a few people sat in the teahouse to listen to gossip.
There are many theories about who killed Mo Qianxue. Some say it was a revenge killing, some say it was a crime of passion, and some say it was a rivalry between professionals. Ruanxiang Pavilion and Qingfeng Tower, two famous romantic places second only to Xianleju, suddenly became the target of public criticism.
"It's been three days, and I heard the murderer still hasn't been found."
In Gu Jiao's courtyard, the second master and Gu Jiao sat on the veranda, enjoying the scenery and drinking tea.
The one speaking was the second boss.
These past few days the clinic hasn't been busy, so he's been coming over to gossip with Gu Jiao whenever he has free time.
The second landlord clicked his tongue and said, "That murderer was too cruel. Not only did he kill someone, but he also slashed their face seventeen or eighteen times. What kind of deep hatred or grudge could that have caused?"
"It wasn't seventeen or eighteen cuts, it was five."
A haughty female voice came from inside the ward. The second boss was startled and turned around to look: "Who's speaking?"
"Your great-aunt."
Second boss: "..."
"Is it that girl who woke up?" the second boss asked Gu Jiao in a low voice.
"It should be." Gu Jiao put down her teacup, got up, walked over, and pushed open the door to the ward.
The drainage tubes on Mo Qianxue's body had already been removed, and she was dressed neatly, of course, in Gu Jiao's clothes.
Gu Jiao was taller than her, but the clothes were loose and fit perfectly as a hospital gown.
"How are you feeling?" Gu Jiao came to the bedside and picked up the stethoscope to listen to her heart and lungs.
Mo Qianxue blocked her hand, looked her up and down, and said angrily, "Is it you?"
That's a completely unfounded question.
Gu Jiao seemed to understand, and she did not deny it: "Yes, it was me."
Mo Qianxue said coldly, "Are you a woman?"
Gu Jiao answered honestly, "Yes."
Mo Qianxue's tone grew even colder: "You're not mute either?"
Gu Jiao continued to answer honestly, "No, it's not."
Mo Qianxue gritted her teeth: "Liar!"
Gu Jiao: "..."
Gu Jiao removed Mo Qianxue's hand from her side. Mo Qianxue struggled, but due to her serious injuries, she was no match for Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao grabbed her wrist: "Listen to me, don't move, or the wound will reopen."
Mo Qianxue's lips moved a few times, then she snorted coldly and turned her face away.
Gu Jiao's stethoscope slipped inside Mo Qianxue's clothes, separated only by a thin bodice.
Gu Jiao listened attentively, her mind completely free of distractions.
Mo Qianxue blushed.
Her eyelashes trembled, and she said, "Aren't you going to ask me how I found out?"
After listening to the beginning, Gu Jiao placed the stethoscope on her back again: "Oh, how did you find out?"
Mo Qianxue felt an itch on her back and her whole body tensed up.
She bit her lip: "Ha, I don't want to talk about it anymore!"
Gu Jiao: ...Are all women this fickle?
Gu Jiao didn't intend to press the matter further, but Mo Qianxue spoke up again: "I recognized you that night!"
She was referring to the night Gu Jiao picked her up. Gu Jiao was wearing a mask, which was a little different from wearing a mask, but Mo Qianxue was very familiar with her blue dress.
Mo Qianxue wasn't always unconscious these past few days; she would wake up occasionally. When she woke up, she could hear noises in the courtyard, and after hearing a lot of things, she naturally guessed Gu Jiao's identity.
"The recovery is going well." Gu Jiao put away her stethoscope. "There are no major problems for now, but pneumothorax is very prone to recurrence, so you still need to be more careful in the future."
"What should I be careful about?" Mo Qianxue asked irritably.
Gu Jiao thought for a moment: "Don't be angry?"
Mo Qianxue: "..."
The second landlord didn't go inside; he waited outside the whole time.
Gu Jiao came out after examining Mo Qianxue.
Why do you look like you have a headache?
No sooner had the second landlord finished asking than a vase slammed against the door and shattered with a loud bang.
Then came Mo Qianxue's voice, filled with gritted teeth: "You little liar, just wait until I'm better, and see how I deal with you!"
Gu Jiao sighed helplessly: "Well, that's how it is."
Second boss: Uh... the way she gets angry is just like my wife.
"But who is that girl?" the second landlord asked in a low voice.
"I am your great-aunt!" Mo Qianxue's sharp voice rang out.
The second landlord shuddered. "No way! How could they hear that?!"
Gu Jiao: Do you know martial arts?
Mo Qianxue's anger surged like the Yellow River: "And also, didn't you want to ask who the murderer at Xianleju was? Why can't the authorities catch him? Ha, it was me! That person tried to kill me, but I killed her, then I disfigured her face and escaped like a cicada shedding its shell!"
The second landlord was thunderstruck: "You ruined her face, and she escaped like a cicada shedding its skin... Wait, you are... you are..."
Mo Qianxue smiled coldly from inside the room: "That's right, I am the 'deceased' courtesan of Xianleju, Mo Qianxue!"
The second landlord pinched his philtrum and fainted again!
Mo Qianxue's situation is somewhat special, so Gu Jiao informed her family and has been staying at the clinic for the past few days.
Xiao Heng got through the first two nights, but on the third night, a murder case occurred outside the capital, and the suspect turned out to be Li, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice.
Li Shilang was one of the officials in charge of Mo Qianxue's case. The Minister of Justice trusted his character. In order to obtain first-hand evidence, the Minister of Justice took Xiao Heng out of the city overnight to investigate the case.
At the clinic, Mo Qianxue was still angry. She wanted to argue with Gu Jiao, but Gu Jiao wasn't the type to argue with people. She didn't even show any expression and never got angry, which was too much of a killjoy for anyone to argue with!
Mo Qianxue then seized the opportunity to give the second boss a severe beating, leaving him bald!
When women get into an argument, they can be as powerful as a thousand troops!
That night, as usual, Mo Qianxue gave her second boss a beating, then closed her eyes and lay down with a cold snort.
It was midnight.
Several dark figures quietly slipped into the courtyard of the clinic.
(End of this chapter)
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