Chapter 880: Chapter 881: Did You Just Co to Apply So dicine? Chapter 880: Chapter 881: Did You Just Co to Apply So dicine? The assassin in Night Clothes had extraordinarily high Martial Arts skills, and no one in Su Chengjin’s residence was a match for him, not only was Su Chengjin killed, but several guards were also murdered.
As for the assassin, he escaped without leaving behind a single clue, making it impossible for anyone to track him down.
The dream of Duke Tao for his grandson to inherit the throne thus shattered.
The night Su Chengjin was murdered, ng Zhuqing was asleep at ho. While asleep, he was woken by a commotion outside.
There seed to be soone outside…
ng Zhuqing picked up the sword beside his bed and stood up. Instead of going through the door, he quietly opened the window and slipped out without making a sound. Then, he drew his sword and pressed it against the neck of the dark figure who was leaning against his room door about to knock.
“Who are you?” ng Zhuqing asked coldly.
“It’s .”
Upon hearing the familiar voice, ng Zhuqing imdiately retracted his sword and blurted out, “Miss Yan Yao, what are you doing here?”
Miss Yan Yao was dressed in Night Clothes, leaning there, weakly turning around. She pulled down her black veil and then, holding her injured left arm with her right hand, looked at ng Zhuqing’s rather blurry face in the moonlight and said faintly, “Let’s go inside and then talk.”
Upon hearing this, ng Zhuqing imdiately re-entered the room through the window, then opened the door that was bolted from the inside and hurried Miss Yan Yao inside.
After lighting the oil lamp, ng Zhuqing saw that Miss Yan Yao’s left arm was injured and exclaid in a rush, “I’ll go get Gong Juechen to treat you.”
But Miss Yan Yao stopped him, “No need.”
This was the first ti Miss Yan Yao had initiated contact with him, causing ng Zhuqing to be montarily stunned, and his face also turned slightly red.
Seeing that ng Zhuqing’s face had turned red, Miss Yan Yao realized what she had done and quickly withdrew her hand, while she feigned calm and walked to the table to sit down, she said, “Just find so dicine for the wound, I can handle it myself.”
“Oh, alright!” ng Zhuqing quickly took out so dicine for her wound from the cabinet.
Then, ng Zhuqing left the room.
Securing the door, ng Zhuqing stood at the entrance, keeping guard.
Inside the room, Miss Yan Yao first glanced at the door ng Zhuqing had shut from the outside, before she started undressing and treating the wound on her left arm.
The wound had been sliced by a sword and was quite deep; Miss Yan Yao used a good amount of dicine to stop the bleeding.
Having lost quite a bit of blood, Miss Yan Yao’s face was pale.
After treating the wound, Miss Yan Yao put her clothes back on, took a mont to rest, then stood up, opened the door, and walked outside.
Seeing that Miss Yan Yao was leaving, ng Zhuqing quickly blocked her, “Where are you going?”
“Could it be that I should stay here?”
“…You just ca to apply so dicine?”
“What else?”
ng Zhuqing fell silent for a mont, then said, “I’ll find you a set of clothes to change into before you go.” Her clothes were torn and stained with blood.
Without waiting for Miss Yan Yao’s response, ng Zhuqing went back into the room, and then took out a set of won’s clothing from the wardrobe.
Miss Yan Yao hesitated at the door, but eventually turned and followed ng Zhuqing back into the room.
Seeing ng Zhuqing pull out a set of won’s clothing from the wardrobe, Miss Yan Yao thought about leaving, but before she could turn around, she heard ng Zhuqing say embarrassingly, “I had so clothes made a few days ago and took the liberty of having two sets made for you, too.”
Seeing the black won’s clothing in ng Zhuqing’s hands, which indeed seed to be made for her, Miss Yan Yao’s heart was moved, but she did not show any of it on her face.
“I don’t wear won’s clothes.” For convenience, she almost always dressed as a man.
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