The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1111

Chapter 1111: 536 Protect Her (Second Update)

The Medical Hall had no patients under observation, except for Mo Qianxue.

The doctors and shop boys on duty had all fallen into a deep sleep. Mo Qianxue was no exception. The entire Medical Hall was eerily quiet, with only the howling wind remaining.

This slight wind noise suitably masked the movements of the people in black. Of course, their actions were already light, which showed the depth of their skill.

A group scaled the high courtyard wall and landed silently, with only a faint rustle from their clothing being audible. But that was all it would take; a gust of wind could cover even that up.

Coming to the steps, the leader halted, raising a hand in a gesture to stop, and the others immediately ceased movement.

The leader took the lead on the corridor, listening carefully outside each room before finally settling on one on the east side.

He drew a dagger, inserted it into the door crack, planning to pry open the bolt, but then he found there was no latch to begin with.

Being a patient, Mo Qianxue wouldn’t lock the door as doctors needed to check in on her at any time.

The man in black returned his dagger and gently pushed open the door, making eye signals to the other black-clad figures behind him, who understood and surged into the room together.

Mo Qianxue was asleep, but she was awakened by anger from something in her dream!

As soon as she opened her eyes, she caught a flash of cold light, her brow twitched, and she rolled to the side.

An ice-cold blade stabbed into the spot where she had just been lying.

The man in black, seeing her dodge, grew colder in his eyes and raised his sword to strike at her again!

Mo Qianxue reached under her pillow for silver needles and shot them towards her attacker, but because she was seriously injured, both her internal strength and speed were greatly reduced.

The man in black clearly saw the silver needles coming and with a swing of his sword, deflected them all.

A sharp pain hit Mo Qianxue’s chest, and as she reached for the dagger on the bedside table, the man in black kicked her hand away!

Shocked by his internal force, a sweet, metallic taste rose up her throat, and she coughed out blood involuntarily.

The man in black aimed at her head and swung his sword down to decapitate her!

In the nick of time, a dagger flew out of nowhere, stabbing fiercely into the man’s back, piercing his heart with no margin for error.

The man in black’s eyes bulged in disbelief, his body stiffening. The next second, his sword fell from his hand, and he toppled straight onto the bedchamber.

Mo Qianxue looked at the man in black next to her with disgust, wishing she could kick him off the bed!

Meanwhile, the other three men in black in the room quickly reacted and hurried to draw their swords.

It was too late; before their swords were even drawn, an icy hand pressed them back into their scabbards!

A clink sounded, blades were sheathed, and before they could react, they were knocked down, one after another!

Gu Jiao left one conscious, stepping on his chest and looking down at him with an indifferent voice, "Who sent you?"

The man clenched his teeth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"They all have poison sacs in their mouths, you won’t get anything out of them," Mo Qianxue said, gasping for breath.

Gu Jiao calmly removed her foot.

She stepped over the bodies, reached the bed, and dragged the corpse of the man in black out as easily as if he were a sack.

After wiping her hands, she returned to the bed and coolly looked at Mo Qianxue.

Blood spat by Mo Qianxue stained the bedding.

Gu Jiao handed her a handkerchief.

Mo Qianxue was puzzled, "What?"

Gu Jiao gestured in front of her again. Mo Qianxue still didn’t understand, so Gu Jiao squeezed the handkerchief in her palm and bent down to wipe the blood from the corner of Mo Qianxue’s mouth.

Gu Jiao had rushed over wearing nothing but a thin nightdress. Her scent instantly enveloped Mo Qianxue.

Mo Qianxue looked at the calm eyes so close to her, different from the gentleness of ordinary women. Her eyes had a heroic spirit, and of course, they were also very delicate. If it weren’t for the birthmark on her face, she would be a beauty both men and women would be fascinated by.

Gu Jiao was focused on wiping the blood and didn’t notice Mo Qianxue’s fixated gaze.

Nightdresses are not like formal attire, with a broader neckline, and she had leaned forward.

It wasn’t on purpose, but Mo Qianxue accidentally saw inside.

This figure was too...

Hmph!

With such an enticing figure, she wondered how many layers Gu Jiao had to wear to disguise herself as a man!

"Little trickster!"

Mo Qianxue gritted her teeth.

Gu Jiao: ...why was she being called a little trickster again?

Mo Qianxue snorted, "I don’t want to sleep here anymore, that stinking man has touched my bed!"

Mo Qianxue, a courtesan from the Xianle Inn, had not allowed other men to touch her. Gu Jiao was the first...no, actually, the second.

That’s also not right!

Indeed, she didn’t recognize them, and indeed, she had never seen them before. _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

Mo Qianxue’s expression was complex as she watched Gu Jiao fight the three assailants.

These three were slightly less skilled than the Dragon Shadow Guard. Gu Jiao could handle them with her current skills, as long as they fought her directly.

But their target was Mo Qianxue, and that increased the difficulty.

Finally, when the three death-defying fighters were dealt with, Gu Jiao’s arm was aching a bit.

Mo Qianxue sat amidst the disheveled snowfield, her ankle painfully swollen.

Gu Jiao knelt on one knee to examine her ankle.

Mo Qianxue’s eyes fell on the bloodstain on Gu Jiao’s sleeve and her face changed, "Your hand is bleeding!"

"Hmm," Gu Jiao responded nonchalantly as she held up Mo Qianxue’s swollen ankle, "It’s not dislocated, just a sprain. It will heal in a few days."

No sooner had she spoken than an ice-cold arrow whizzed through the darkness, headed straight for them!

Gu Jiao could have easily dodged it; doing so would have been much safer. But Gu Jiao didn’t do that.

She swiftly turned around, shielding Mo Qianxue with her body, and with her other hand, she snatched a dagger from the ground and threw it at the incoming arrow!

The speed of the arrow was almost unthinkable, colliding with the thrown dagger in a mere instant.

If she had been a moment slower, she wouldn’t have managed to deflect the arrow at all.

Mo Qianxue watched Gu Jiao, who was defending her, and her eyes flickered with a profoundly complex emotion.

Yet the archer did not give up, shooting another arrow toward Gu Jiao.

This time, Gu Jiao caught it directly.

Gu Jiao had to deal with the hidden assassin, completely exposing her back to Mo Qianxue.

Mo Qianxue stared at Gu Jiao’s defenseless back, then silently took out the silver needle hidden in her sleeve.

The needle was coated with a potent poison, its tip blackened.

A single prick would kill a person instantly.

Mo Qianxue clenched her fist, her eyes flashing with hesitation, conflict, and struggle!

Then, clenching her teeth, her eyes chilled as if having made a decisive decision, she suddenly shot all her silver needles toward Gu Jiao!

The needles, imbued with all of her internal force, whisked past Gu Jiao’s neck!

Muffled groans echoed through the night as three black-clothed men collapsed from different directions!