"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After bowing and accepting the order once more, Gu Jingheng remained silent. Lian Yingtong knew this meant the conversation was over, and he quietly retreated from the military tent.
**
Beidu.
The residence of the seventh prince.
"Your Highness."
With a soft address, Dong Zizhuo, the attendant of the seventh prince Gu Chengzhou, appeared silently in the corner of the study.
Gu Chengzhou, who was practicing calligraphy, was delighted: "Did Jingheng send a message back?"
"Yes." Dong Zizhuo handed over a secret letter with both hands.
Gu Chengzhou took it with great joy, tore it open in a few quick movements, but after reading the contents, his expression turned serious.
Suddenly, he gripped the letter tightly in his hand, slammed it down on the table, and growled, "Bastard!"
Dong Zizhuo was taken aback: "Your Highness?"
Gu Chengzhou took a few deep breaths before speaking angrily.
"Jing Heng failed."
"General Gu failed?! This..." Dong Zizhuo was even more surprised.
"The assassins took advantage of Jingheng's illness to launch a sneak attack on them, and the witnesses took the opportunity to escape. The assassins outnumbered them, and they were attacked from both sides. Jingheng was also injured. Jingheng said that those people were suicide squads."
Gu Chengzhou briefly and clearly explained the situation.
Dong Zizhuo shook his head regretfully after hearing this: "If General Gu hadn't fallen ill, they definitely wouldn't have been able to succeed."
"The letter only mentioned Jingheng's illness. Knowing his personality, he probably downplayed it. I wonder how much pain he's actually suffering. Go and arrange for someone to send some medicine and tonics over," Gu Chengzhou instructed.
Dong Zizhuo accepted the order and withdrew. Gu Chengzhou sat back in his chair, rubbing his temples with a headache.
Now, how am I going to explain this to my father?
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