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Chapter Thirty-Two: Assassination and Salvation

In a hall of a luxurious private mansion in Chang'an City.

There was a "bang", and there was a white-haired old man in a gorgeous black robe in the hall. He was very excited. At this moment, he was so angry that he suddenly slapped a huanghuali wood Eight Immortals table in the hall. The top was suddenly strong and dense.

A good desktop with cracks and fine lines.

"Guo Nuan, okay, Guo Nuan, it's another good thing done by the Guo family. Guo Ziyi, your family has recorded all the old debts and new grudges. This debt must be repaid with blood one day! Otherwise, we won't be called fish.

Chao En."

The white-haired old man lowered his head to the table and roared in a low voice. At this moment, he was trying his best to suppress his voice, which was almost crazy. In addition, his face was red and his cheeks were twitching, making him look extremely ferocious.

Especially when his secret source received reliable news that Guo Nuan in Princess Shengping's mansion showed signs of recovery after being in a coma for three days and three nights. It seemed that his life was fine. This news made Yu Linghui very happy.

angry.

It was Yu Linghui's adoptive father Yu Chaoen who was speaking. He was alone in a room at this time and looked very angry. The doctor who had just been invited informed him that although the injury to his adopted son's crotch had stopped, it was still serious.

Since then, she has lost her fertility.

On the day of the accident, Yu Chaoen immediately sent people to the palace to invite the best imperial doctor. Four days later, unexpectedly, such terrible bad news came.

Yu Linghui is the biological son of Yu Chaoen's cousin. He has been regretting it ever since Yu Chaoen became a eunuch from the palace and lost all hope of having an heir. Twenty years ago, his cousin's second son was born.

, so he passed it on to Yu Chaoen as the seed for the continuation of his lineage's incense.

From then on, his cousin became his adopted son. After raising him for so many years, Yu Chaoen always regarded Yu Linghui as his biological son. Now, the bad news suddenly came that his only adopted son who inherited the blood of Xianghuo died.

He lost his fertility and became a eunuch like him. How could he bear this reality?

At some point, a masked man was half-kneeling quietly behind Yu Chaoen. He was wearing a black tight-fitting outfit and his face was invisible. He said nothing and quietly waited for Yu Chaoen's instructions.

"Are you ready?" After a long while, Yu Chaoen spoke in a calm tone, without any emotion in his words. His voice was long and drawn out, and his voice sounded unusually cold and strange in the spacious and dark hall.

"My subordinates have made arrangements. A total of five assassination members will arrive in Chang'an City today to meet up." The man in black said calmly, showing great respect for Yu Chaoen's attitude.

"Thank you for your hard work in transferring you back from Liaodong, thousands of miles away. This matter is of great importance. Our family needs to use people whose identities are kept secret. It is limited to half a month. The assassination of Guo Nuan must be successful. We must bring his head to see you.

If you fail, you don’t have to come back to see our family.”

Yu Chaoen walked to the window lattice, cast his eyes on the gloomy scenery outside the window, and spoke behind the back of the man in black, his language unquestionable.

"As ordered, my subordinates will definitely complete the task. If they fail, all of them will apologize and commit suicide to repay the kindness of the master." The man in black did not hesitate at all, then bowed his head on the carved floor and kowtowed three times, then stood up and left the window.

"Hmph, even if Guo Zi is assassinated and our family is the most suspected, so what, we are the ones who did it. As long as it is done flawlessly and there is no evidence, the emperor will not dare to touch a hair of our family.

Guo Ziyi, after killing his son, our family will have to deal with him sooner or later. No one in the court dares to challenge me, Yu Chaoen. Sooner or later, I will uproot the foundation of the Guo family in Chang'an, leaving no one behind!

"

Then only Yu Chaoen was left in the flower hall. He laughed hard and happily: "Hui'er, my father wants to avenge you. You have to wait patiently. Guo Nuan's head will be delivered to you in less than half a month."

Come to your sick bed!"

...

"Nuan'er, Nuan'er, mother is here"

At this moment, Guo Nuan's mother, Wang, had rushed from Fenyang Palace to Princess Shengping Palace three days ago after learning that her son Guo Nuan was seriously injured.

When she was sent back to the princess mansion, Guo Nuan was covered in blood and was already in a deep coma. After Wang was informed by the servants sent by Shengping, when she arrived at Guo Nuan's bed, she kept calling her son anxiously.

The black hair on her forehead originally turned into a few strands of white hair in just a few days.

Shengping's face was pale. She hadn't slept well in the past few days. She and Guo's mother had been taking turns waiting in front of Guo Nuan's bed. Although her expression didn't show too much sadness, there was still anxiety in her eyes. The soup waiter was originally

The work of medicine was done by servants, and Shengping also did it himself.

Guo's mother saw Shengping working day and night to take care of the unconscious Guo Nuan. Seeing this, her bad impression of Shengping changed a lot these days. The conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law gradually melted away at this moment. During this time, the two of them

People get along very harmoniously.

As for Ah Fu, Luo Yuan, and Park Sang-hyun, they also stayed awake all night waiting outside the wing where Guo Nuan was. They were unable to do anything to help Guo Nuan, who had been unconscious, and were anxiously wandering around in the yard outside the house.

As Guo Nuan's personal book boy, Ah Fu, couldn't restrain his emotions. When he saw his master's life or death uncertain, he cried loudly from time to time, causing everyone to come to comfort him with kind words.

As for Princess Lingxian, she drove a motorcade from the palace to Princess Shengping's Mansion early every morning at dawn. At nightfall, she reluctantly left under everyone's persuasion, with her crystal clear face still there.

There were pearl tears hanging on it, full of sadness.

For three days, Lingxian stood alone outside Guo Nuan's wing, her single thin shirt shivering in the cold wind. She looked very desolate, but she was often reluctant to leave. As her sister, Shengping saw this, and

It's pity and helplessness. It seems that this little girl has a really deep emotional attachment to Guo Nuan.

"Ling'er, listen to my sister, your brother Guo has been taking good care of you. Don't worry. The imperial doctor said he will wake up in a few days. By then, brother Guo will be able to play hide and seek with Ling'er...

Don't cry. If he knows that Ling'er has grown so big and still cries, he will definitely be unhappy. It's getting late. Can my sister go back to the palace first? My father is waiting in the Daming Palace. If it takes so long

If you don’t go back, your father will miss you."

Shengping had to coax Lingxian back to the palace every time. As for the little girl, she just didn't want to listen to her sister. She kept wiping her tears with the back of her little hand and remained silent. She ignored everyone, even her mother and empress.

When I came to visit Guo Nuan in the mansion, I took her back to the palace. Lingxian got angry and squatted in the small flower bed outside the yard, burying her little head deeply, and her eyes were always red.

Shengping sighed and looked at her sister's behavior. She wanted to persuade her, but even she herself was moved to tears.

"Guo Nuan, you bastard, are you going to let go after marrying me? Aren't you usually very lively? Why do you suffer... How could I die before I fell in love with you? What I despise the most is that

He is a coward who cannot get up after being injured a little. Please wake up quickly..."

Outside the yard, a graceful and lonely figure stood. The woman opened her red lips lightly and murmured to herself. Looking back, her eyes were focused in the direction of the closed Guo Nuan's wing, and a line of clear tears fell from her beautiful and flawless eyes.
Chapter completed!
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