The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1482

Chapter 1482: 724 Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law (Part 2)_2

The National Master asked, "Have you not considered conservative treatment?"

Gu Jiao opened another cabinet, "Let her lie down for three months? With her temperament, I’m afraid she won’t stay put. Ah, found it."

The National Master looked at Shangguan Yun, then at Gu Jiao, but he did not ask how Gu Jiao knew about Shangguan Yun’s temperament.

However, to be honest, considering all of Shangguan Yun’s injuries, she indeed was not suitable for conservative treatment.

Everything was ready.

Gu Jiao and the National Master each took their places on opposite sides of the operating table.

Gu Jiao: "Patient’s condition."

The National Master: "Anesthesia complete, heart rate normal, blood pressure normal."

Gu Jiao: "Surgery begins."

...

Xiao Hen stood quietly in the chamber, waiting.

Zhang Dequan also came over, though it was not clear whether he had volunteered or had been sent by the sovereign.

Many chambers were here, yet he did not stay inside any of them but paced back and forth in the corridor. He was worried that making too much noise might disturb Shangguan Yun’s treatment, so he moved lightly.

He tiptoed, like a thief.

Xiao Hen appeared calmer than him, but his heart surged with waves of emotion.

Having experienced life and death, there were few things in the world that could unsettle him.

Gu Jiao had already successfully escaped from danger, and his current unease came from another woman.

But that was strange, wasn’t it?

He tried to calm himself down. Worrying was of no use, and what he needed to do now was to figure out the whole truth of the matter, to find the mastermind behind the incident and those accomplices who had abetted the villainy.

"Eunuch Zhang."

He called to Zhang Dequan who was walking down the corridor; he remembered that was how the junior eunuchs in Zhaoyang Hall addressed him.

Zhang Dequan stopped in his tracks and looked over at Xiao Hen.

Xiao Hen was now in disguise, wearing a most ordinary face, even his Vermilion Phoenix Eyes had been transformed into ordinary eyes.

Zhang Dequan really did not recognize anything.

"You are... Xiao Liulang’s medicine boy?" Zhang Dequan asked.

"Yes," Xiao Hen said.

"Ah." Noticing that Xiao Hen seemed to have something to say, Zhang Dequan looked at the surgery room guarded by the assassins, then silently walked over to Xiao Hen’s room using soft careful steps, "Is there something you need?"

Just as Xiao Hen was about to speak, a junior eunuch from the palace approached, "Eunuch Zhang, people from the Duwei Prefecture have come. They want to take Xiao Liulang’s medicine boy to the prefecture for questioning."

This was for the investigation of the assassination.

Xiao Hen was in disguise, and entering the Duwei Prefecture could likely blow his cover, probably with a high chance of enduring some severe interrogation, especially if he pointed out the Han Family’s heir as the culprit.

Zhang Dequan did not interfere with the Duwei Prefecture’s authority to arrest people, after all, the prefecture was also a trusted office of His Majesty’s.

At this moment, a disciple from the National Master Hall approached, it was National Master Hall’s head disciple, Ye Qing.

Ye Qing said indifferently to the junior eunuch, "This is the National Master Hall, any matter can wait until the National Master comes out."

The junior eunuch opened his mouth, "But the Duwei Prefecture..."

The outcome would be that not only would the Han Family be unscathed, but also the injuries of the Princess could become a ploy framed against the Han Family and the Crown Prince.

What a cunning plan, truly a cunning plan!

But why would Ye Qing tell him all this?

Was it inadvertent or intentional?

"We’ve arrived," Ye Qing said to Xiao Hen. "Let’s go in." _{freёwebnovel.com}

Xiao Hen entered the Book Pavilion with Ye Qing.

The Book Pavilion was very quiet, which complemented the peaceful aura of Ye Qing.

Ye Qing seemed like an easygoing young man, yet he maintained a polite distance, not letting others get too close.

The disciples all greeted him with a bow: "Senior Brother."

Ye Qing nodded politely.

Ye Qing led Xiao Hen through rows of bookshelves to his desk. Looking at a medicine basket on the desk, he remarked, "Ah, here it is."

"I’ll take it," Xiao Hen said.

Xiao Hen stepped forward, picked up the heavy medicine basket, but perhaps due to his own strength, he accidentally knocked over a painting scroll next to it.

Xiao Hen bent down to pick up the scroll, "My apologies."

Ye Qing took it, unrolled it, and chuckled, "No harm done; this is a portrait of the Imperial Eldest Grandson, painted three years ago."

The Imperial Eldest Grandson.

A subtle feeling swept through Xiao Hen’s heart as he subconsciously looked at the portrait.

When he clearly saw the young man in the portrait, and the familiar teardrop mole beneath his right eye, he was completely stunned.