The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1314

Chapter 1314: 641 Xuanyuan Youth (Second Update)

"Is this the place?"

Jing Second Master glanced at the somewhat peeling wooden door, thinking to himself that it was no wonder a poor boy from a lower country lived in such a shabby place.

"Second Master, I disdain to bully people from lower countries," he said coldly, "but who asked you to overestimate your abilities and make an enemy out of Doctor Mu? For the sake of my elder brother’s swift recovery, I will have to trouble you once."

Having spoken coldly, Jing Second Master raised his hand, intending to knock on the door.

This was the cultivation ingrained in his bones.

But halfway through the motion, he realized that he was here to capture someone, not to pay a visit.

"One must have the proper bearing when making an arrest!"

Jing Second Master pulled back his hand, lifted his chin, and with a majestic air, pushed open the courtyard’s wooden door!

The scene in the courtyard was as follows—

Gu Yan lay sickly on a rattan chair, basking in the sun, having just woken from the stupor of a drugged state, and Old Master Meng was doing the same, one gravely ill and close to death, the other still confused and digesting the drug’s effects.

Mother Nan was again concocting poison, but as the saying goes, "When you often walk by the river, there’s no way your shoes won’t get wet."

With a sneeze, she sprayed herself with poison powder, successfully poisoning herself, and was currently propped against a wall, vomiting black blood.

Master Lu had just fought with Horse King, causing his right leg to cramp up, and he limped over to the front courtyard.

Jing Second Master, looking at a yard full of the old, weak, and sick, was utterly dumbfounded!

This, this, this is too miserable!

It made him feel a bit ashamed to make a move!

But then again, where was that boy?

Although Jing Second Master had never seen Gu Jiao, he had heard the second lady describe her: a teenager with a red birthmark on the left side of his face.

Clearly, none of the old, weak, and sick in this courtyard was him.

As the thought flashed across his mind, Jing Second Master heard a resounding whoosh that invigorated the listener.

Someone was practicing martial arts, and it was the spear!

The sound came from the backyard.

Jing Second Master couldn’t help but look in the direction of the backyard; standing outside the front courtyard, separated by the entire main house, he couldn’t see the full extent of the backyard. He would only be able to see when Gu Jiao’s figure appeared in the doorway behind the main house.

However, this did not affect the impact the youth had on him.

He could tell even by listening that the youth’s spear technique was not flashy, but each thrust was like a dragon swimming, carrying a force that could pierce through mountains and rivers!

Jing Second Master’s steps suddenly froze.

The youth’s silhouette only occasionally flashed past the doorway, but inexplicably, Jing Second Master felt an excitement he hadn’t felt in a long time. He couldn’t explain why!

He even forgot he was there to capture someone, silently admiring the youth’s spear technique.

Gu Jiao was practicing the spear technique that old Lord Hou had taught her, and as she practiced, a sudden inspiration struck her, and she performed a move she had never used before.

The move was incredibly powerful, blasting open the backyard’s target and flying toward the front courtyard!

Jing Second Master’s pupils contracted!

Gu Jiao then noticed someone at the door. It was too late to pull back the spear, so she kicked at the quiver, shaking out an arrow. With a swift kick, she collided the arrow with the flying Red-Tasseled Spear, ’bang,’ changing its direction.

The Red-Tasseled Spear ’whooshed’ and stuck into the door panel beside Jing Second Master!

Jing Second Master touched his icy neck; he was an inch from being nailed onto the door panel!

The old, weak, and sick in the courtyard were too preoccupied to care, giving him one glance then going back to sunbathing, senile dementia, poisoning, and leg fixing.

Jing Second Master: "..."

Gu Jiao walked over.

Having just practiced with the spear for so long, she was covered in sweat, her cheeks flushed, her whole body exuding the youthful and vibrant spirit of a young man.

Seeing the boy approach him, Jing Second Master was momentarily lost in a trance.

Unbidden, his mind flashed back to many years ago, when his cousin approached him; he had been nothing more than a young delinquent in Shengdu in need of a beating, caught in the act of street mischief by the legitimate eldest son of the Xuanyuan Family.

Back then, how could he have known that man would become his cousin? He blustered about fighting him for a hundred moves—

In the end, his cousin really did beat him for a hundred moves, and he was completely defenseless.

That day, the look in his cousin’s eyes as he approached was just like this, reminding him of a proud wolf.

The fear of his cousin, instilled by domination, surged in his heart. By the time Gu Jiao arrived in front of him, his entire body tensed up!

"Who are you looking for?" Gu Jiao asked calmly, looking straight at him.

I’m looking for you!

To capture you and vent Doctor Mu’s anger!

"I... just passing by," Jing Second Master cleared his throat and said.

Seeing Gu Jiao’s indifferent expression, his heart skipped a beat, "Could I get a drink of water?"

Gu Jiao pulled the Red-Tasseled Spear out of the door panel; the door made a ’crack’ noise. It wasn’t known how many times that month this had happened, but with two carpenters in the family, it was of no concern.

Gu Jiao, spear in hand, went inside to fetch him water.

Jing Second Master weakly glanced at the wooden door beside him, and with another ’crack,’ the door completely split in half and fell down.

Jing Second Master patted his little chest, thinking my goodness, those eyes are too much like his cousin’s! Scared the life out of him!

Jing Second Master’s fear of his cousin was bone-deep; heaven knows how many beatings he’d taken from him. Even after his cousin died in battle, and he went to collect the body, his hands trembled.

He always expected his cousin to come back to life and beat him up once more before dying again.

Gu Jiao came over with a bowl of cold water and handed it to him.

Jing Second Master looked at the cracked old bowl with disdain, not wanting to drink at all.

But once Jing Second Master met those eyes, so similar to his cousin’s, he snatched the bowl with both hands and gulped it down his throat!

Gu Jiao, seeing him drink so eagerly, asked, "Do you want more?"

Of course, not! I’m not here to drink water!