The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1140

Chapter 1140: 556 Young Master Exposure (Part One)_2

"That one?" Xiao Hen pointed to a lone grey-robed expert who was feigning death on the side; unfortunately for him, he couldn’t fool Xiao Hen’s eyes, "Fine, you all go back first, leave the rest to me."

"Okay." Gu Jiao got on the carriage.

Following Xiao Hen’s instruction, the coachman took his seat on the box and turned the carriage around, heading towards the Capital City.

On the carriage, Mo Qianxue leaned against the wall, slowly regaining her body heat and consciousness. She glanced at Gu Jiao, who seemed to be resting with her eyes closed opposite her, and whispered, "Did you fall asleep?"

"No." Gu Jiao opened her eyes, her calm gaze meeting Mo Qianxue’s, "How do you feel?"

Mo Qianxue lowered her eyes and said softly, "Like a nightmare."

Gu Jiao reached out her hand to her.

Mo Qianxue understood her meaning and slowly lifted her hand, handing over her wrist to Gu Jiao.

After checking her pulse, Gu Jiao found that Mo Qianxue had sustained some internal injuries and her vital energy was greatly depleted.

"Do you have any wounds on your body?" Gu Jiao asked.

"No." Mo Qianxue replied.

The attacker hadn’t managed to violate her in the final step.

"How did you come to be here?" Mo Qianxue asked.

"Xiaojiu brought me here." Otherwise, she wouldn’t have found her way.

Mo Qianxue opened her mouth slightly: "I mean... weren’t you drugged by me? How could you still be awake? Is your tolerance even better than Hua Xiyao’s?"

Hua Xiyao was the best drinker at Xianle Inn; to date, no one has outdrunk her.

The Seven-day Intoxicant was her unique stupefying drug, capable of bringing even her to her knees.

Realizing something, Mo Qianxue’s almond eyes widened: "You didn’t actually drink it, did you?"

"...Yes." Gu Jiao admitted generously.

That night, Xiao Hen had spoken to her about Xianle Inn and mentioned Mo Qianxue’s purpose, as well as the command of the young master of Xianle Inn.

The glass of water Mo Qianxue handed her—she pretended to drink it on the surface, but didn’t actually swallow it.

She wanted to see what Mo Qianxue would do next.

"Next time there’s a situation like this, bring me with you," Gu Jiao said, "Don’t do foolish things on your own." _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

The grey-robed man was taken to the punishment room.

He had a poison sac in his mouth, which Xiao Hen discovered and had removed; after that, he tried several times to commit suicide by biting his tongue, so Xiao Hen simply administered a dose of Relaxing Bone Powder to him.

Xiao Hen, the Chief of the Punishment Department, wasn’t usually tasked with interrogating prisoners, but when he personally requested to conduct the interrogation from Minister Xing, the minister readily agreed.

The grey-robed man slumped weakly in the iron chair at the center of the punishment room, with an instrument of torture behind him that held prisoners in place, and various torture devices hung on the walls on both sides.

The light in the punishment room was dim, no candles were lit, with only a human-height furnace burning on the right side as one entered. A glowing red-hot iron brand was placed atop it.

Xiao Hen sat opposite the grey-robed man, only a few steps from the furnace; the flame’s light cast on his right side gave his handsome face an eerie combination of light and dark, adding an uncanny and chilling aura to his demeanor.

"You may all leave," Xiao Hen said to the two yamen officers in the punishment room.

"Yes, Chief Xiao."

Under Minister Xing’s orders, they were to follow Xiao Shuling’s commands.

Xiao Hen, casting aside his usual benevolent official persona, looked towards the grey-robed man with a cold and even slightly sinister expression, "Who sent you?"

The grey-robed man was an experienced crook and relatively composed; he slumped lifelessly in the chair, his head tilted, unable to move his body. Upon hearing Xiao Hen’s question, he let out a cold laugh, "Doesn’t your Yamen always start by questioning a criminal’s identity? Are you not going to ask who I am, sir?"