First Lady of the Crown Prince

   Chapter 537

   Gu Jiao originally thought that there was only one man in black, but she unexpectedly hid two in the dark.

Mo Qianxue was already seriously injured. This blow with all her strength almost emptied her whole body. The moment the three men in black fell from a height, she couldn't hold it anymore, and vomited a mouthful of blood. Yihei fainted!

  Gu Jiao stooped and carried Mo Qianxue back to the house, where a small servant from the medical clinic came to clean it.

  Mo Qianxue was covered with snow, and the wound on her leg was slightly torn, blood oozing out, stained her bed clothes red.

  Gu Jiao first took off her clothes and stuffed them into the quilt, then opened the cabinet door to find a clean bedclothes for her to change.

  Mo Qianxue dumbly felt that someone had touched her body, her face turned pale, and she grabbed the opponent's hand.

   "It's me." Gu Jiao said.

  Mo Qianxue lowered her hand, tilted her head and leaned in Gu Jiao's arms, and fell asleep deeply.

  Actually, the medical hall had been chasing after several waves, but I don’t know if it was because tonight was particularly serious, Gu Jiao clearly felt that Mo Qianxue’s mood had changed.

  In the middle of the night, Mo Qianxue even had a nightmare.

  She is scared.

  She paled, and her body trembled slightly, as if she had fallen into an endless nightmare.

  "Mo Qianxue, Mo Qianxue." Gu Jiao tried to wake her up.

  Mo Qianxue opened her eyes and glanced at Gu Jiao in horror. She didn't answer if she was still in the dream. She just grabbed Gu Jiao's hand tightly, like a drowning man holding the last piece of driftwood.

   "Are you scared like this?" Gu Jiao murmured, without pulling her hand back.

  ……

  Gu Jiao took the time to return to Bishui Hutong.

  Xiao Jingkong hasn’t seen Gu Jiao for a few days, and she tears down her eyes because of grievance: "Jiaojiao!"

  He jumped over and hugged Gu Jiao.

   said he was five years old, but he seemed to be one year younger than his peers, and Gu Jiao easily lifted him up.

Xiao Jingkong sat in Gu Jiao's arms and shook her head!

   "Jiaojiao, is the hospital finished?" Xiao Jingkong asked.

  "Not yet." Gu Jiao entered the room and greeted Yao.

  Yao has just finished taking a bath for Gu Xiaobao.

   "I'm back, don't you need to go to the hospital?" Yao said Wen.

   "The evening has to pass." Gu Jiao said.

Xiaojing thought for a while, got out of Gu Jiao's arms and moved a chair to Gu Jiao: "Jiaojiao is tired, Jiaojiao sit down."

  Gu Xiaobao: "Wow!"

  Yao was happy when he heard his son’s voice: "Did Xiaobao speak? Did Xiaobao ask her to sit down?"

  Gu Xiaobao looked at Gu Jiao with wide round eyes.

  Gu Jiao walked over and poked Gu Xiaobao in the face.

  Gu Xiaobao giggled.

  The three-month-old child can laugh out loud, but Gu Xiaobao is a baby who doesn't cry, noisy, and loves to laugh. Except for a giggle on the day when he is three months old, he doesn't say anything afterwards.

   Gu Jiao thought it was funny, and poked his fleshy little cheek gently.

  Gu Xiaobao laughed again.

  Gu Jiao poked again, and Gu Xiaobao laughed again.

  Xiao Jingkong was so excited that she clapped her hands and jumped straight: "Brother laughed! Brother laughed!"

  At this moment, Master Gu came from the newly built mansion. There was heavy snow a few days ago, and the finishing work of the mansion was delayed. Recently, the weather has improved, so he led the craftsmen of the Ministry of Engineering to work day and night.

  He came to transport materials today, and made a detour to see his wife and son.

  As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Xiaojingkong's cry. He held his breath and he heard his son's laughter.

  His son will laugh!

  Gu Houye walked into the house in a high spirit: "Son! Father came to see you!"

  He didn't even look at Gu Jiao. He went straight to his wife Yao, and hugged Gu Xiaobao over with his father's love.

   Then Gu Xiaobao stopped smiling.

  Gu Houye teased him: "...son? Give dad a smile!"

  Under the expectant eyes of his father, Gu Xiaobao calmly took out his little finger and held it in his mouth, chirp, chirp, and put himself to sleep in a second!

  Gu Houye: "..."

  Mo Qianxue stayed asleep until the afternoon. The child medical officer visited her once, took her pulse, and checked the condition of the wound.

  Everything is fine.

  Something happened to Xianleju, the teahouse opened ahead of schedule, there were more people dangling on the street, and headaches, brainstorms, drunkenness, and troubles also increased.

  A wave of drunks and wounded came to the   medicine today. There are few doctors, so they can’t take care of them for a while.

  But none of this has anything to do with Mo Qianxue. She doesn't need additional treatment, just quietly recuperate in the room.

  The maid brought food over.

  Mo Qianxue ate a little bit. She also injured her leg and broken ribs. She couldn't walk on the ground and could only lie bored on the bed.

  She leaned on the bed, grabbed the veil in her hand, and hummed: "Where is the little liar?"

  Suddenly, a figure flashed past the door.

  Mo Qianxue's eyes quickly flashed a vigilance: "Who!"

  The door of the concealed room was gently pushed open from the outside. First, a delicate embroidered ball fan came in from the seam of the door, and then the owner of the ball fan walked in gently.

  It is a pair of brand new pink lotus twisted gold silk embroidered shoes. They are made of real gold and are extremely expensive. Only the oiran of Xianleju in Beijing can afford to wear this kind of shoes.

  The vigilance in Mo Qianxue's eyes disappeared, replaced by a faint disgust.

   "What are you doing?" Mo Qianxue asked coldly.

   Hua Xiyao smiled brightly: "I'll come to see my sister."

  Hua Xiyao closed the door with her backhand, and walked towards Mo Qianxue's bed swayingly.

  Mo Qianxue said with a disdain: "Who is your sister? Don't recognize relatives here."

   "Heh." Hua Xiyao covered half of her face with a fan, and Hua Zhi smiled tremblingly, "They are all girls from the brothel, who is more noble than whom? Don't say anything like what kind of daughter is my sister."

  Mo Qianxue said impatiently: "Say something quickly, and let it go if you have a fart."

Hua Xiyao leaned forward and backward with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, my sister is still so vulgar, does the little boy know that my sister is of such a character? It's still hard for my sister to pretend in front of him? Ah, I forgot. That's not a little son, but a little daughter. Sister, you have paid the wrong way in a foolish manner."

  Mo Qianxue looked at her coldly: "Hua Xiyao, you are idle and nothing to do, so you came here to tell me this?"

  Hua Xiyao took off the fan in front of her face, revealing an innocent look: "Of course not, I'm here to remind my sister, don't forget who you are, and don't be a traitor to Xianleju."

  Mo Qianxue turned her face away, and said faintly: "I don't have one."

Hua Xiyao sneered and took out three silver needles in her arms: "So those three people weren't killed by my sister? This kind of silver needle was made after imitating Tangmen's flower needles. Except for my sister, no one else in the capital seemed to use this Kind of silver needles."

  Mo Qianxue squeezed the veil tightly, and said without changing his face: "I don't need to explain to you when I do something."

  Hua Xiyao threw three silver needles on Mo Qianxue’s quilt: "The young master asked me to come."

  Mo Qianxue's eyes moved slightly, and she said with a serious face: "I killed those three people to gain her trust."

  Hua Xiyao sat down on the edge of Mo Qianxue’s bed and looked into Mo Qianxue’s eyes with a smile: "Is she not trusting you enough?"

  Mo Qianxue blinked faintly, raised her eyes to meet Hua Xiyao’s gaze: "Not enough, I have no chance to start."

  Hua Xiyao hooked her lips, stood up and went to the closet, opened the cabinet door, brushed her fingertips across Gu Jiao’s clothes: “I’ve slept in the same room and haven’t had a chance to start? Who is my sister fooling?”

   "Otherwise you come?" Mo Qianxue asked back.

  Hua Xiyao closed the cabinet door: "I don't have the luck of my sister, I can become a big fish by hooking up a little boy."

  Mo Qianxue glanced at her and said, “Just know that you don’t have this ability. Go back and tell the young master that I will kill her! But I need time!”

   "Three days." Hua Xiyao stretched out three fingers.

  Mo Qianxue looked at Hua Xiyao coldly.

   Hua Xiyao smiled charmingly: "The young master just wants to give you one day, or I have fought for two more days for my sister. Sister, don't disappoint my sister's kindness."

   "Hua Xiyao." Mo Qianxue stopped Hua Xiyao who had turned and walked out.

  Hua Xiyao paused, and smiled back: "Sister, what's the matter?"

  Mo Qianxue fiercely shot a silk thread, entangled Hua Xiyao's feet, and then she tugged coldly, and the silk thread twisted the embroidered shoes on Hua Xiyao's feet!

  Mo Qianxue was not polite with Hua Xiyao at all. If Hua Xiyao's martial arts were not good, I'm afraid she would have fallen a dog to eat shit.

   Hua Xiyao's face sank, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Mo Qianxue!"

  Mo Qianxue said indifferently: "Go away."

  (End of this chapter)