The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1793

Chapter 1793: 879 Father and Son Reunite (First Watch)

This stone chamber embedded in the wall is not large, and Shangguan Qing is curled up inside it, his tall figure appearing particularly aggrieved.

The Night Light Pearl on the wall faintly reflects a soft glow, illuminating Shangguan Qing’s pale handsome face.

This was the first time that the Marquis of Xuanping had truly and properly looked at this son whom he had reunited with after twenty years.

His appearance was almost identical to that of Xiao Hen.

This was not his original appearance; he had disguised himself as Xiao Hen. Over the years, to prevent others from discovering that he was not Shangguan Yun’s biological son, he had always been impersonating Xiao Hen’s look.

Thinking of this, the Marquis of Xuanping felt a pang of heartache.

He squatted on the ground, looking nervously and expectantly at his own son.

He wanted to say something, but did not know how to start.

It is often said that military generals are not good with words, but he was not one of them.

Yet at this moment, a thousand words were stuck in his throat and he stuttered.

Unable to make a sound, he thought for a moment, then carefully extended a finger to gently poke his son’s shoulder.

Really very, very cautiously, fearing that his son might not like it.

A fiery warmth came from his fingertip, and he was slightly startled.

"Chang Jing!"

"What?"

Chang Jing was deep in thought, contemplating how to salvage his situation.

"Fire fold!" The Marquis of Xuanping said seriously.

Chang Jing had followed the Marquis of Xuanping for so long, and the Marquis mostly acted casually. But when he was serious, it meant matters were grave.

He quickly took a fire fold from his bosom, lit it, and shone it forward.

The Marquis of Xuanping was checking Shangguan Qing’s body, looking for any fractures or external injuries. After confirming there were none, the Marquis also checked his pulse and breathing.

He wasn’t a physician, but with extensive martial arts training, he could determine whether there were internal injuries.

"No internal injuries either, why is he so weak?"

"He seems to be dying." Chang Jing said.

The Marquis of Xuanping’s fist tightened with a creaking sound: "Chang Jing!"

Chang Jing promptly stepped back three paces, avoiding a certain someone’s wrath.

However, Chang Jing wasn’t wrong. Shangguan Qing was indeed on the brink; his body was succumbing to toxins, and the antidote wasn’t on him—he wouldn’t hold out much longer.

"Could it be the poison acting up..." A suspicion grew faintly in the Marquis of Xuanping’s mind. Shangguan Yun had mentioned that his episodes were infrequent, and he always carried antidotes...

The Marquis of Xuanping hadn’t found any antidote on him.

His expression became grave.

With a swift motion, he removed his armor, carried his son on his back, and strode out resolutely.

"Where to?" Chang Jing asked.

"South city gate!" The Marquis of Xuanping replied sternly.

Gu Jiao was there.

Chang Jing glanced at the trail of blood dripping on the ground, but ultimately said nothing about treating the shoulder wound.

Chang Jing asked, "Why remove the armor?" It’s dangerous outside with the Jin army around.

The Marquis of Xuanping replied casually, "The armor is hard."

It would press against his son.

They had entered through a tunnel dug by the Jin army. The exit was in the village, and at that moment, the Jin army was pouring fire oil around, leaving the village empty.

The Marquis of Xuanping saw light shooting in from the entrance. Just as he was about to cross with his son on his back, a tall figure abruptly appeared, blocking the entrance with a firearm.

The Marquis of Xuanping’s step halted.

The Chang Jing behind him also stopped.

The Marquis of Xuanping looked coldly at the sudden appearance of Elder Lu, his voice sinking: "Move aside! I don’t want to kill anyone!"

Elder Lu said, "You can evade Gongsun Yu, it seems you’re quite skilled. I might not be your match, but what I have in my hand, you may not be able to withstand."

It’s definitely not something you can withstand!

The Marquis of Xuanping didn’t recognize this thing, and felt no fear, intending to just charge through.

At that moment, Shangguan Qing, feeling vaguely something, recovered a bit of faint awareness in his unconscious state.

He foggily opened his eyes, his cheeks blushing with feverish redness.

He looked at the firearm in Elder Lu’s hand and said weakly, "Don’t be afraid, he’s holding it backwards."

Though his voice was small, Elder Lu, with acute hearing, still heard it.

Elder Lu frowned, quickly correcting his hold, giving the Marquis of Xuanping a chance to leap up.

Unfortunately, the Marquis of Xuanping underestimated the speed of a firearm.

A firearm is much faster than a crossbow!

At the moment Elder Lu pulled the trigger, with a booming sound, the Marquis of Xuanping was suspended in mid-air!

What the hell!

What is this thing!

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