Chapter 279 Jiaojiao Takes Action (Two Updates)
In the course of a formal martial arts competition, any malicious injury will be dealt with according to military regulations. In particular, Gu Changqing is a captain. If a captain leads the way in doing such a thing, what will the soldiers below think?
This was the most irrational thing Gu Changqing had ever done.
At least that's how the old Marquis sees it.
However, in front of outsiders, the old Marquis couldn't reprimand Gu Changqing. He gave Gu Changqing a stern look and said, "Get down here now!"
Gu Changqing slowly walked to the wall panel and pulled out the deeply embedded scabbard.
Tang Yueshan obviously saw this scene as well, following his movements, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.
To possess such profound skill at such a young age...
After Gu Changqing took the sword sheath, everyone thought he would obediently leave with the old marquis.
The strange thing happened at that moment. Tang Yueshan had just helped Tang Ming, who was covered in blood, to sit up and was about to carry him away when suddenly a sharp sword light flashed by.
Everything happened so fast that no one could see what was going on. Tang Ming, who was unconscious, was suddenly awakened by the pain. With a scream, one of his arms flew off!
Hot blood splattered on Tang Yueshan's face, leaving him completely stunned!
The next second, Tang Yueshan reacted and struck Gu Changqing with a palm!
The powerful internal force was almost tangible, carrying an irresistible force that sent Gu Changqing flying off the arena!
This scene stunned everyone; even the old Marquis hadn't expected his grandson to do such a thing!
Marquis Xuanping raised an eyebrow: "Oh, your grandson's got guts."
The old Marquis glared at Marquis Xuanping!
Tang Ming wailed incessantly.
Tang Yueshan went berserk. He struck Tang Ming's acupoint and, with bloodshot eyes, soared through the air towards Gu Changqing.
He's going to kill Gu Changqing!
Gu Changqing was struck by a palm and fell to the ground. He felt a pain in his chest and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
The old Marquis's expression changed, and he quickly stepped in front of Gu Changqing, raising his hand to take Tang Yueshan's palm strike!
Tang Yueshan's palm strike was intended to kill. The old Marquis was forced back several steps, and his breathing became disordered. One can imagine how serious the consequences would be if Gu Changqing had taken this blow.
Tang Yueshan roared furiously, "How dare you lay such a cruel hand on me right in front of me! I will not be satisfied until this brat is eliminated today! Get out of my way! Otherwise, I will kill you too!"
Of course, the old Marquis understood that Tang Yueshan was not trying to scare him. Tang Yueshan had no sons, and Tang Ming, as his only nephew, was someone he had cherished since childhood.
He was no different from his own son.
Now that Tang Ming had his arm crippled by Gu Changqing right in front of him, how could he possibly swallow this insult?
Marquis Xuanping spoke slowly: "Lord Tang, this is a military camp. It's not proper for you to kill someone in a military camp, is it?"
Yes, Gu Changqing violated military discipline, but if Tang Yueshan also kills Gu Changqing, then he will be just like Gu Changqing.
He had just been appointed Grand Marshal of the Armed Forces of the Realm, and countless eyes were watching him. He could abuse his power for personal gain, but he could not murder a marquis's son in public.
Tang Yueshan's fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He glared menacingly at Gu Changqing and gritted his teeth, saying, "Men, take Commandant Gu to the torture chamber! I will personally interrogate him later!"
"yes!"
Two guards confiscated Gu Changqing's sword and took him to the camp's torture chamber.
Tang Yueshan left with Tang Ming, who had fallen into a coma once again. As he brushed past the old Marquis, he coldly said, "He injured Ming'er, and this general will not let him get away with it!"
The old marquis cupped his hands in a nonchalant gesture: "I will not allow anyone to wrong my grandson!"
This was a message to Tang Yueshan that he shouldn't even think about tampering with the interrogation process.
After Tang Yueshan left, the old Marquis turned to look at Marquis Xuanping, who now held no official position and could no longer interfere in military affairs.
Marquis Xuanping waved his hand: "I know. I will be present during the interrogation. However, you'd better find out if Commandant Gu has some kind of difficulty."
The old Marquis: "I will."
A short while later, Marquis Xuanping also left.
The old marquis thought for a moment, then turned and went to the torture chamber.
The military camp's torture chambers weren't true prisons; they were more like dark rooms, containing nothing but a straw mat.
Marquis Xuanping informed the guards of the torture chamber that permission had been granted to visit Gu Changqing.
The old marquis entered the torture chamber without incident.
Tang Ming was the pride of the military, but wasn't Gu Changqing the same? He was even more outstanding, more law-abiding, and more respectable than Tang Ming.
However, today, this man who never made a mistake was actually convicted and imprisoned in the torture chamber, and the old Marquis had very mixed feelings.
"Kneel down," the old Marquis said.
Gu Changqing lifted the hem of his robe and knelt down expressionlessly.
Gu Changqing has always been like this; he is not a warm-hearted person. But for some reason, the old Marquis always felt that after returning to the capital this time, there was an invisible barrier and distance between him and Gu Changqing.
Even kneeling exudes a silent rebellion beneath a seemingly submissive demeanor.
The old Marquis frowned, his suspicious gaze sweeping over Gu Changqing before finally asking about the military camp: "Why were you so impulsive? Who gave you the audacity to harm Tang Ming in front of so many people? If it weren't for Marquis Xuanping and me stopping you, you would have been killed by Tang Yueshan!"
Gu Changqing didn't speak, only lowered his eyes, as if looking at the cold ground, or as if he looked down on everything.
"Tell me honestly, what exactly happened? Was it really because Tang Ming mistreated the former Gu family army?"
This is the grandson whom the old Marquis raised himself. The old Marquis knows his character well. Gu Changqing has an inseparable affection for the Gu family army. Even though he has never actually served in the Gu family army, he has been influenced by it since childhood and has long regarded himself and the Gu family army as one.
The old Marquis still remembered that when he relinquished his military power and allowed the Gu family army to fall into the hands of others, Gu Changqing secretly wiped away tears in his room.
At that time, Gu Changqing was just a teenager.
When they entered the Tiger Mountain camp, the old Marquis repeatedly warned them not to act rashly, and Gu Changqing had strictly followed his instructions over the past few years.
But today, he couldn't hold back any longer?
Others believed it, but the old Marquis did not.
There must be another reason.
The old lord then asked, "Do you have a personal grudge against Tang Ming?"
Gu Changqing remained silent.
The old marquis, enraged, untied the whip from his waist, and with a crack, unfurled it. The long, gleaming whip tip fell to the ground, seemingly capable of igniting sparks: "You think you've grown wings and don't respect your grandfather anymore? I'm asking you a question!"
Gu Changqing said calmly, "Grandfather, just consider it a personal grudge."
What kind of talk is that?
What do you mean by "let's just say it's a personal grudge"?
The old marquis gritted his teeth: "Then tell me? What exactly is this personal grudge?"
Tang Ming had a bad reputation in the military, but the extent of his bad reputation and the despicable things he had done were generally unknown to the public.
Gu Changqing wouldn't say it.
He wouldn't say a word about anything that involved Gu Yan's reputation.
The old Marquis was furious: "Can't say it? Then you're disregarding the law and acting without authorization, showing no respect for military discipline! Believe me or not, I'll punish you!"
With one lash, Gu Changqing's skin was torn and his flesh was ripped open!
The old marquis's gaze was like a knife: "Do you know your mistake!"
Gu Changqing replied indifferently, "I don't know."
The old marquis lashed out with his whip again, drawing blood from Gu Changqing's old wound.
"grandfather!"
"Big brother!"
It was Gu Chengfeng and Gu Chenglin; Gu Chenglin was wearing a hat.
It turned out that when Gu Changqing was constantly suppressing Tang Ming's people on the stage, his guards noticed something was wrong and hurriedly returned to the mansion to report to the old Marquis.
Unfortunately, the old Marquis was out, and since Qinghe Academy was closed today, the two brothers were at home, so they came to check on him first.
The two rushed into the torture chamber and grabbed the old marquis's arms, one on each side, as he was enraged.
Gu Chengfeng said, "Grandfather, my elder brother's injuries have just healed, please don't hit him anymore!"
Gu Chenglin nodded and said, "Yes, Grandfather, my elder brother isn't made of iron either. You beat him every three days and every five days. Are you trying to kill him?"
The old marquis was furious and shouted, "You two get out of my way! Or I'll beat you both up too!"
"Fine, let's fight!" Gu Chengfeng knelt down beside Gu Changqing.
Gu Chenglin shrank back, a little scared, but seeing that his two older brothers had knelt down, he gritted his teeth, steeled himself, and knelt down next to his eldest brother.
He covered his head with his hands and said, "My hair has just grown out, Grandfather, could you please not hit my head?"
The old Marquis: "..."
The old Marquis eventually kicked Gu Chengfeng and Gu Chenglin out.
The two men stood outside the torture chamber, listening to the sound of the whips striking Gu Changqing's body, and paced anxiously in circles.
After an unknown amount of time, the door to the torture chamber finally opened, and the old Marquis walked out with a livid face. He was still holding a long whip in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand and temple were bulging, showing that he had really been serious just now.
The two looked at the old Marquis with hesitation, but he didn't say a word and left with a sullen face.
The two then entered the torture chamber once again.
Gu Changqing lay on the straw mat, his body covered in whip marks.
"Big brother!" Gu Chenglin's eyes reddened, and he rushed over to help Gu Changqing up.
Gu Chengfeng gave his eldest brother a deep look and said to his third brother, "Go to the carriage and get the wound medicine from the hidden compartment."
“…Yes!” Gu Chenglin choked out his reply, wiped away his tears, and left.
There was no one else in the room. Gu Chengfeng sensed some activity outside the torture chamber. There were guards, but they weren't too close.
He helped Gu Changqing sit on the straw mat, with his back against the cold wall.
In fact, he and Gu Chenglin had heard everything his grandfather and elder brother had said. Gu Chenglin was simple-minded and couldn't understand anything, but he sensed something strange.
Gu Chengfeng knelt down on one knee beside Gu Changqing, looking at him and saying, "Brother, you've changed. You weren't like this before. What happened between you and Grandfather?"
On the way here, he and Gu Chenglin heard about the military camp incident. He believed that his elder brother was avenging the Gu family army, so although he felt that his elder brother was a bit impulsive, he did not doubt it.
On the contrary, he found the way his grandfather and eldest brother got along rather strange.
My eldest brother used to be very respectful to our grandfather. Whenever our grandfather asked him a question, he would answer without reservation.
But recently, my older brother and grandfather have been talking much less.
At first, he thought it was because his older brother had grown up and become more reserved, but today it was clear that it wasn't.
Was it just his imagination? He had a feeling... that his older brother harbored resentment towards his grandfather.
"Nothing much," Gu Changqing said.
Gu Chengfeng looked at him with suspicion: "Really nothing happened? Or... are you complaining that Grandfather has been gone for many years, leaving us in the mansion without a care?"
Gu Changqing closed his eyes and said, "I already said it's nothing. Why are you talking so much? Have you finished memorizing all your books?"
Gu Chengfeng choked.
What books should I memorize?
He just went to the academy to coast through the classes, okay?
He has no interest in studying!
Despite his lack of interest, he was actually quite good at his studies. He was very bright. If he hadn't been born into a noble family and was the second son who didn't have to inherit the family business or have high expectations placed on him, perhaps he would have studied diligently and entered officialdom.
He couldn't help his elder brother with his affairs for the time being. After Gu Chenglin brought the wound medicine and applied it to his brother, he returned to the Marquis's residence with Gu Chenglin.
He finished the homework assigned by his teacher, and also did Gu Chenglin's assignment. Just as he was about to rest, he saw a white dove land on his windowsill.
This is no ordinary white dove.
His eyes flickered, and he walked over and picked up the white dove. He looked around to make sure no one was watching before taking a note off the dove's leg.
Another task tonight.
After Gu Chenglin fell asleep, Gu Chengfeng changed into night clothes, put on a mask, and quietly left the Marquis's residence.
He accepted the mission through Qianyin Pavilion. The carrier pigeons were raised by him and then left at Qianyin Pavilion. Qianyin Pavilion was unaware of his identity.
The agreed meeting place was a private room on the second floor of Qianyin Pavilion.
The other party seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
He wore a mask, and the other person wore a straw hat, so neither of them could see the other's face.
"I've heard so much about you." The other person, holding a folding fan, smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to Gu Chengfeng.
He sounded like he was in his seventies or eighties, but the hand holding the folding fan was unusually young.
In the years that Gu Chengfeng has been taking on missions, he has seen all sorts of strange ways to conceal one's identity, and voice-changing skills are just child's play for him.
Gu Chengfeng cut to the chase: "Speak, what do you want?"
The other person smiled, took out a money bag from his pocket, placed it on the table, and slowly pushed it in front of Gu Chengfeng.
Gu Chengfeng opened the money bag and looked inside. Good heavens, it was full of gold!
Gu Chengfeng rummaged through the gold inside, then looked at the other person suspiciously: "Looks like it's a powerful treasure."
The other party chuckled: "It's one person. My young master wants one person."
Going out to steal someone in the middle of the night?
Gu Chengfeng stroked his chin: "So much gold, are you suggesting I go to the palace to steal someone?"
The other party smiled even more: "It's not that difficult, he's just an ordinary young master."
"Why would we need so much gold?" Gu Chengfeng wasn't stupid.
“It’s a bit precious,” the other person said, taking out a portrait from his wide sleeve.
The moment Gu Chengfeng saw the portrait, his expression froze.
How could it be him?
The other party laughed and said, "He is from the Marquis of Ding'an's mansion. I believe you have the ability to find him easily."
Gu Chengfeng said in a normal tone, "What's so great about this person? He looks like he can't do anything."
This statement makes no sense. Who would steal a young master so that he would do heavy work?
The man in the straw hat didn't delve into the matter. He simply smiled and said, "My young master likes it. Originally, he only had a slight liking for it, but now that he's been injured for it and paid a heavy price, he's even more determined to get his hands on it. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste to lose a life for nothing..."
At this point, the man in the straw hat suddenly coughed lightly and stopped.
However, the word that almost instinctively popped into Gu Chengfeng's mind was: arm.
He lost an arm.
That person is—
Gu Chengfeng's eyes widened suddenly, and he clenched his fists!
The man in the straw hat glanced at the money pouch in Gu Chengfeng's hand and laughed, "This is just a deposit. We'll pay ten times the reward after the job is done."
This is the biggest order Gu Chengfeng has taken on in recent years, with a tenfold reward of one thousand taels.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted.
But Gu Chengfeng wasn't so depraved as to sell off the people of the Marquis's mansion. He threw the money pouch on the table and said, "I can't take this job, and I assure you, no one in the capital can."
The man in the straw hat grinned wistfully: "Really? That's a real shame... May I ask why?"
"This young master only steals things, not people! Farewell." Gu Chengfeng said dismissively, adjusted his mask, and left without looking back.
After leaving Qianyin Pavilion, he stood in the cold wind, unable to calm down for a long time.
Is Tang Ming the financier?
Tang Ming has taken a liking to Gu Yan?
Is that why the older brother cut off Tang Ming's arm?
"Young Master!"
As Gu Chengfeng was deep in thought, a shop assistant from Qianyin Pavilion came out and said to him, "Just now, the Pavilion Master stopped another job and asked if you wanted to take it. It's a piece of calligraphy and painting."
This kind of work was not difficult for Gu Chengfeng. He was about to agree when he suddenly thought of something and fell silent.
"Young master?" The waiter looked at him in confusion.
Gu Chengfeng: "Never mind, I have something to do tonight, I won't take on any missions."
Waiter: "Ah...yes."
Gu Chengfeng returned to his residence as quickly as possible.
He stayed in his room, still dressed in his night clothes, and occasionally glanced out the window.
However, he waited for a long time but there was no response.
He stroked his chin: "...Aren't you coming?"
still--
A thought flashed through his mind, his expression hardened, he put on his mask, opened the door, and walked out!
In the stillness of the night, the solemn and imposing general's mansion was brightly lit.
Tang Ming lost an arm to Gu Changqing. Tang Yueshan invited the best physician in the army to treat injuries. The physicians went to great lengths to stop the bleeding.
"Where's the arm?" Tang Yueshan asked, his veins bulging. "Can my nephew's arm be reattached?"
The medical officers looked at each other in bewilderment.
The head physician, Wu, said with shame, "In reply to Lord Tang, please forgive our limited medical skills; we are unable to treat your nephew's arm."
Tang Yueshan said with a stern face, "How could it be incurable? Don't your medical books all say something like... grafting?"
Physician Wu said, "There are indeed records in ancient books, but unfortunately no one has ever succeeded. It is said that there was a precedent in the Yan Kingdom, but that is just hearsay."
It's impossible for Tang Yueshan to travel all the way to Yan for treatment just because of a rumor. Even if he were willing, Yan is a long way away, and by the time he gets there, it will be too late.
Just as Tang Yueshan was at his wit's end, another physician surnamed Jiang spoke up: "Lord Tang, I do know a clinic."
Tang Yueshan exclaimed excitedly, "Tell me quickly! Who is it!"
Physician Jiang asked, "I wonder if Lord Tang has ever heard of Miaoshoutang?"
Tang Yueshan shook his head: "No."
After thinking for a moment, Physician Jiang said, "Has Lord Tang heard of the bellows accident at the Ministry of Works?"
Tang Yueshan pondered for a moment and said, "I have heard of this place, but what does it have to do with the Miraculous Hands Hall?"
Physician Jiang said, "My lord, you may not know this, but Miaoshoutang was one of the medical clinics that the court requisitioned to treat injuries. The doctors at Miaoshoutang have far superior medical skills compared to other clinics, and they have treated the most critically ill patients. Even a craftsman who was almost dead was saved."
Tang Yueshan hurriedly said, "Then hurry up and invite them here!"
That night, the Tang family's steward arrived at Miaoshoutang.
He entered the main hall and shouted, "Summon your most skilled doctor here! He'll come with me to the Marshal's Mansion for a house call immediately!"
The most skilled doctor at Miaoshoutang is Gu Jiao, but unfortunately she's not here today. In the past, Manager Wang would have sent Doctor Song to make house calls, since they didn't know who the most skilled doctor was anyway.
Doctor Song's medical skills are also quite good; he has truly inherited Miss Gu's skills.
But when he heard the last phrase, "Marshal's Mansion," Manager Wang lost his composure.
"May I ask... what is the illness?" he asked the steward of the Tang family.
The Tang family steward didn't hide anything and asked directly, "My young master's arm was cut off. Can it be treated?"
This doctor, Dr. Song, cannot cure.
As for whether Miss Gu can cure it, Manager Wang is not sure, since he has never seen Gu Jiao treat it.
He hesitated for a moment, then called Xiao Sanzi over: "Go to Miss Gu's house."
Xiao Sanzi went to Bishui Hutong.
Gu Xiaoshun opened the door for him.
"Xiao Shun, is your sister home?" Xiao Sanzi asked.
Gu Xiaoshun said, "My sister is next door. Do you need to see her?"
Xiao Sanzi nodded: "Okay, then I'll go next door to find her."
Gu Jiao had just finished giving Gu Yan an IV drip when she heard that Xiao Sanzi had arrived. She tidied up her things, tucked the blanket around Gu Yan, and lowered the bed curtains, saying, "Come in."
"Hey." Xiao Sanzi walked in. He didn't look around or ask any questions. He was very proper. "Miss Gu, we have guests at the clinic. They would like to ask you to make a house call."
"Can't Doctor Song go?" Gu Jiao asked.
Xiao Sanzi said awkwardly, "He's a patient from the Marshal's Mansion. I heard he had his arm cut off, and Doctor Song can't treat him."
Gu Jiao paused in adjusting the curtains: "Marshal's Mansion? Which Marshal's Mansion?"
Xiao Sanzi said, "There's only one Marshal's Mansion in the capital, which used to be the Tang Mansion." He looked around and whispered, "Miss Gu, haven't you heard the big news today?"
"What news?" Gu Jiao asked.
Xiao Sanzi said, "Um... something happened at Tiger Mountain Camp. I heard that the nephew of the Grand Marshal of the Army got into a fight and was seriously injured... I never expected that his arm would be cut off. I don't know who was so bold..."
Oh, my arm is broken.
Gu Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly, a dark glint flashing in them: "Okay, I'll go."
"Great! I'll wait for you in the carriage!" Xiao Sanzi said with a smile, and then dashed off.
Gu Jiao smiled wickedly, took out her little notebook, and wrote Tang Ming's name on it with a charcoal pencil.
Gu Jiao, carrying a small basket on her back, got into Xiao Sanzi's carriage and went to Miaoshoutang.
When the steward of the Tang family saw that the visitor was actually a female physician, his expression turned disdainful: "What, a female physician?"
Xiao Sanzi retorted, "This is the most skilled doctor at our Miaoshoutang! She's also the owner of Miaoshoutang! She's not some female doctor! She's a female doctor!"
Did he treat the emperor? Have you heard of that?
snort!
The Tang family steward still showed some disdain.
Gu Jiao said calmly, "If even I can't heal your young master's injuries, then there probably isn't any doctor in the whole world who can."
Xiao Sanzi straightened his back: "That's right!"
The steward of the Tang family figured that a small clinic wouldn't dare to fool the Marshal's Mansion, so after frowning, he took Gu Jiao to the Marshal's Mansion.
Tang Yueshan was quite displeased to see that the visitor was a female doctor, but the physician Jiang recognized Gu Jiao at a glance: "This, this is the doctor from the accident scene that day! Her medical skills are superb! She has saved the most patients!"
Hearing what Physician Jiang said, Tang Yueshan felt a little relieved and glanced at Gu Jiao.
Her appearance has faded.
However, he showed no signs of inferiority or timidity; on the contrary, he was very composed and generous.
However, whether it was just my imagination or not, the girl's eyes... seemed a little excited?
I must be overthinking it.
Why are you so excited about treating his nephew? You should be nervous, because he might get angry if you can't cure him.
Tang Yueshan said solemnly, "You should have heard everything about my nephew's condition from the steward. Can you cure him?"
“Sure,” Gu Jiao said.
Tang Yueshan was stunned. So... so easy? Not even a moment's hesitation?
"The consultation fee isn't cheap," Gu Jiao added.
Tang Yueshan sneered, "As long as you can cure my nephew, I can afford any consultation fee!"
Gu Jiao held up one finger: "Five thousand taels."
"Hiss—" Tang Yueshan gasped, gritting his teeth, "Fine, as long as you can really cure him, I'll give you ten thousand taels, let alone five thousand!"
Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow: "Then ten thousand taels."
Tang Yueshan gave Gu Jiao a deep look: "Come with me."
Tang Yueshan took Gu Jiao to Tang Ming's courtyard.
The Marshal's Mansion is larger than the Marquis of Ding'an's Mansion, and the routes are complicated. Even a former agent like Gu Jiao would have a hard time avoiding getting lost if she didn't have someone to guide her.
Throughout the journey, Gu Jiao kept looking around.
Tang Yueshan assumed she had never been to such a grand mansion before and said nothing.
Upon entering Tang Ming's room, a strong stench of blood assaulted the senses.
Gu Jiao remained calm, first showing Tang Ming his wound, then saying to Tang Yueshan, "I'm going to perform surgery on him in a bit, you guys wait outside."
"No way," Tang Yueshan said coldly. "I don't trust you. If you do something to Ming'er while I'm away, I'll regret it."
That old scoundrel is quite cautious.
Gu Jiao said "Oh," and replied, "Whatever you say."
Tang Yueshan insisted on staying in the room.
He saw Gu Jiao open the small medicine box, put on a pair of gloves, take out a strange needle and stick it into Tang Ming's arm. A strange bottle of medicine was hanging from the other end of the needle.
Gu Jiao began stitching Tang Ming up.
The entire process was under the close surveillance of Tang Yueshan.
Tang Yueshan was not an innocent youth like Gu Chengfeng. He had been on the battlefield, stepped on dead bones, and dug out flesh from piles of corpses to eat. He could withstand such bloody scenes.
Gu Jiao's composure, however, drew Tang Yueshan's attention.
He's a murderer, so he's not afraid. How can a girl remain so calm? It's unlikely she's also a murderer!
The surgery went smoothly.
"Will he still be able to wield a sword in the future?" Tang Yueshan asked.
Gu Jiao replied, "I don't know. I only treat injuries, not martial arts."
Tang Yueshan didn't have high hopes. It was already a great achievement that his arm could be reattached. It didn't matter if he couldn't lift the sword anymore. He still had his other hand. He could just start practicing with his left hand from now on!
Tang Yueshan instructed his steward to withdraw silver from the accounting office for Gu Jiao.
After taking the silver, Gu Jiao immediately left the Marshal's Mansion.
However, she did not go back. Instead, she changed into a little black dress, put on a beautiful peacock feather mask, and quietly sneaked back to the Marshal's Mansion.
She had already memorized the way to the Marshal's Mansion.
Tang Ming, she's here.
The night was dark and the wind was high.
After a day of chaos, the Marshal's Mansion finally returned to its usual tranquility. Tang Ming's condition was stable, and Tang Yueshan returned to his courtyard with peace of mind, leaving two guards to watch over him.
Two bodyguards stood solemnly outside Tang Ming's room.
Suddenly, a small black figure descended from the sky, holding a silver needle in each hand, and swiftly pierced into the bodies of the two!
The guard's body went limp and he collapsed.
Gu Jiao pushed open the door and slowly entered, her elegant skirt trailing gracefully across the cold threshold.
She came to Tang Ming's bedside and looked at him with great interest, like looking at prey about to be caught in a net.
The effects of the anesthetic during Tang Ming's surgery were gradually wearing off, but Gu Jiao had added something else to it, so he should be unable to move at the moment. However, his sense of pain was more acute than ever before.
Sure enough, Tang Ming started to feel pain.
The numerous sword wounds on his body and the injuries on his arms jolted him awake.
He opened his eyes, breaking out in a cold sweat, and then he saw a ghostly little figure in front of the bed.
The small figure wore a peacock feather mask, giving off a uniquely eerie and unsettling aura!
Tang Ming was startled!
People coming—
He shouted.
But he found that all he could make was a gurgling sound.
Gu Jiao smiled and said, "Hmm, the medicine is really effective. My vocal cords are numb too."
(End of this chapter)
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