The Prime Minister’s Darling - Chapter 1440

Chapter 1440: 705 Xuanyuan Father and Son (two more updates) Chapter 1440: 705 Xuanyuan Father and Son (two more updates) This was a serene afternoon.

The people and horses in the house had all rested, exuding a tranquil peace throughout.

Gu Jiao didn’t touch the Red-Tasseled Spear, choosing instead to go beside the well and wash the clothes.

The summers in Yan Country were more humid and hot than in Zhan Country, with a sticky atmosphere in the air, and especially because of the cloth binding her chest, it was so hot one could almost suffer a heat stroke.

Gu Jiao hung the washed clothes on the line one by one, and while she was halfway through, a series of urgent horse hoof sounds came from outside the door.

At first, Gu Jiao didn’t pay much attention, but the sound of the hooves stopped at the gate of her own house.

Gu Jiao’s first reaction was that Gu Chengfeng had arrived.

Xun Fengxian of Tianxiang Pavilion couldn’t keep an eye on him, and Chengfeng’s actions had always been relatively free, as for why she didn’t suspect Xiao Hen, it was because Xiao Hen had been very cautious recently.

He had said nothing, but Gu Jiao could roughly guess; that day in order to let her catch the son of the Han Family in a sack, Xiao Hen had lured the Prince of Ming away, and afterward, Han Shuo must have realized that Xiao Hen did it intentionally.

But the son of the Han Family didn’t have any evidence, and couldn’t grow distant from the Prince of Ming just based on a suspicion, so he could only secretly send people to watch over.

However, soon Gu Jiao heard a continuous stream of hoofbeats.

There were not only carriages but also a troop of horsemen.

This definitely wasn’t Gu Chengfeng.

Nan Shi Niang happened to wake up and heard the noise outside, she put on her veil, went over to open the door to have a look, and asked, “Who’s there?”

Before she finished speaking, she was shocked into silence by the scene in front of her.

A luxurious carriage accompanied by a squad of guards had stopped at her doorstep; the curtain was lifted, and down from the carriage stepped a man in his early twenties, well-dressed, tall and imposing.

His expression was very cold, carrying a certain arrogance and murderous intent of someone from a high position, clearly not bearing good intentions.

Nan Shi Niang’s gaze darkened as she spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, “Who are you all?”

Han Shuo glanced at the woman wearing a veil and initially didn’t pay much attention to her, but her tone made him take a second look.

He asked an attendant by his side, “Are you sure it’s here?”

An attendant bowed, “Yes, your highness, that day when the minor ones went to the Yamen to inquire about the whereabouts of your steed, they encountered several thieves under custody, who said they found a very impressive black horse in this mansion!”

A black horse?

Could it be–
Nan Shi Niang’s gaze faltered, was this young man the owner of the black horse at home?

Han Shuo looked towards Nan Shi Niang and asked in a deep voice, “Do you have the horse he mentioned in your house?”

Nan Shi Niang was slightly startled.

Han Shuo ignored her and went straight into the courtyard to find his horse.

Nan Shi Niang reached out to stop him, “Who allowed you to enter?”

An attendant shouted harshly as he rushed forward, “Audacious! Even our master is not someone you can touch with your filthy hands!”

He reached out to slap Nan Shi Niang, who in her early years had been stripped of her martial arts, specializing only in poisons and hidden weapons.

But hidden weapons were not advantageous in close combat, and she wasn’t carrying any poison on her at the moment.

Just as the slap was about to hit Nan Shi Niang’s face, suddenly, from the main hall, a cold arrow shot out swiftly, hitting squarely into the shoulder of the man, he let out an agonized yell, was knocked flying, and fell to the ground!

Han Shuo hadn’t expected that someone in the house would shoot a cold arrow, his brows furrowed tightly.

Such a fast arrow!

The other attendants drew their swords one after another.

Han Shuo stopped in his tracks, looking utterly unprepared towards the direction of the main hall.

Gu Jiao, dressed as a young man, with a longbow in hand, walked out with a defiant and unruly air.

Han Shuo recognized Gu Jiao at a glance, “It’s you?”

Gu Jiao slightly raised her eyebrows, obviously, she also recognized Han Shuo.

Their acquaintance was not apparent on the surface, but Han Shuo had secretly watched Gu Jiao playing football, and Gu Jiao, on the sly, had caught Han Shuo in a sack, so both recognized each other’s faces.

There were too many grudges between them: the Han Family people had tormented Chengfeng, Han Shuo had come to take the horse by force, Han Shuo used a Shaolin warrior monk to injure Gu Jiao’s teammate, and Gu Jiao, in turn, had given the brothers a beating.

They were irreconcilable enemies.

Their gazes at each other turned cold.

Han Shuo said coldly, “Xiao Liulang, do not think that I do not know what admirable deeds you’ve been involved in!”

Gu Jiao touched her chin.

Uh, so he knows she was the one behind the sack? Also, does he know that she’s the one who killed Nangong Li?

Seeing Gu Jiao’s expression, Han Shuo understood she had figured out what he was implying, he thought Gu Jiao would feel guilty or fearful, but she just casually said, “Oh.”

Han Shuo was almost dumbfounded.

Oh?

What kind of reaction is that!

“What have you come to my house for?” Gu Jiao asked indifferently.