The Prime Minister's Darling

Chapter 358: 190 Conclusion (Second Update)_2

Gu Changqing said, “He’s at the Medical Hall, his life is temporarily safe.”

“Safe, he’s safe?” Marquis Gu found it hard to believe – the imperial physician came in the middle of the night, and after hearing the Marquis Residence doctor describe the location of the wounds, had basically concluded that Gu Chenglin was beyond saving. Even if they found doctors in the Capital City, or summoned divine doctors from the Chen Kingdom, it would be too late.

“Are you… are you… not deceiving me?” Marquis Gu stuttered with excitement, “Which Medical Hall is your brother in?”

“Hall of Divine Skills,” Gu Changqing answered.

Hall of Divine Skills? Why does the name sound familiar?

No matter!

Marquis Gu waved his sleeve: “Huang Zhong! Prepare the horse! We’re heading to the Hall of Divine Skills!”

Gu Changqing stopped him: “Father, is Madam Ling still in the residence?”

“Why do you care about that woman?” Marquis Gu got angry at the mere mention of that woman!

She committed so many atrocities, even dying a hundred times wouldn’t be enough!

Being from the Ling Family, he originally planned to inform the Ling family and punish her afterwards, but within such a short period of time, she managed to harm Gu Chenglin.

She seemed to know her death was imminent, thus decided to drag someone else down with her.

For years, she struggled to suppress her own resentment and dissatisfaction, doing so well that no one detected it until it finally exploded at the very last moment.

People like her are truly terrifying!

Marquis Gu said: “Once your grandmother wakes up, someone will report to her about last night’s incident. You don’t need to worry about it!”

The old lady may not care whether Madam Ling has bullied the Yao family and their son, and she may also not investigate her instigation of the relationship between the Yao family and her stepson, but Gu Chenglin is the old lady’s root of life. With one stroke of Madam Ling’s knife, she almost killed him.

The old lady won’t let her off.

Gu Changqing visited Madam Ling’s courtyard.

Madam Ling had been laughing madly half the night and finally quieted down. She was sitting on the bed, holding a pillow like a child, gently patting it and humming.

Her room was a mess.

There were still traces of Gu Chenglin’s blood on the floor.

Gu Changqing stepped over the threshold with a frosty expression.

His back to the light, his tall figure cast a long shadow on the ground, spreading all the way to Madam Ling.

Madam Ling looked up blankly, her hair tousled, clothes in disarray, and her eyes lifeless. But soon, a delighted smile appeared on her face: “Ah, big brother is here!”

Gu Changqing walked into the room with a cold expression, stopping three steps away from her.

Madam Ling smiled at the “baby” in her arms and said, “Eldest brother is here, call him big brother!”

Gu Changqing said, “Stop pretending, I have a question for you.”

Madam Ling’s playful smile froze.

The corners of her mouth fell little by little, her vacant eyes gradually filling with viciousness. She threw the “baby” in her arms mercilessly to the ground and looked at Gu Changqing, “Oh, what does the Crown Prince want to ask me?”

Gu Changqing’s expression remained unfazed: “Did you kill my mother?”

Madam Ling was startled for a moment, then covered her face and broke into manic laughter.

She laughed so hard her whole body shook, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Ha ha ha ha ha…”

“Ha ha ha ha…”

“Ha ha ha…”

Her crazed laughter echoed throughout the courtyard, sending shivers down spines even in broad daylight.

The maidens in the courtyard huddled together in fear.

Gu Changqing looked at her with an emotionless face, not interrupting her.

Only when she laughed enough, she wiped away the tears from her face and looked at the tears on her fingertips, “If I wanted to kill your mother, would your mother have had the chance to live that long?”

Gu Changqing blandly said, “If not you, then who?”

Madam Ling smiled and said, “Why don’t you ask me if your mother died of illness?”

“Did she?” Gu Changqing asked.

Madam Ling gave a soft smile, looked into Gu Changqing’s eyes and said, “No, she didn’t. She was murdered. As for who did it, you figure it out.”

Gu Changqing stared at her intently, trying to discern the truth in her words.

“You doubt that I’m lying?” Madam Ling let out a sarcastic laugh, “A dying person’s words are good. I confessed to all my other crimes, why should I deny this one?”

Gu Changqing earnestly said, “The night before my mother’s condition worsened, only you and my grandmother visited her. Are you suggesting that my grandmother is the killer?”

“Ha ha ha…” Ling yiniang laughed so hard her body trembled, “If you want to think that way… you can…”

Gu Changqing frowned.

What did Ling yiniang mean?

Was she saying that neither she nor his grandmother were the killers?

But why did his mother’s condition worsen only after his grandmother and she visited?

“Lalala…” Ling yiniang picked up the pillow she had thrown on the floor and hugged it back into her arms, “Want to know who killed your mother? Come here, I’ll tell you.”

Gu Changqing watched her coldly.

“What? Are you afraid of me?” Ling yiniang looked aggrieved, “You’re not a fool like Gu Chenglin, how can I harm you? Come closer, I’ll tell you.”

Gu Changqing still did not move.

“Ah, forget it. Because you came to see me off at the end, I’ll tell you who killed your mother, that person is—” Ling yiniang sneered and said a name.

Gu Changqing’s body shook, “You’re talking nonsense!”

“Ha ha ha ha ha… ha ha ha ha…” Ling yiniang burst into hysterical laughter again.

Gu Changqing knew he could not ask anything more, or perhaps this woman had truly gone mad and did not know what she was saying.

He turned around and left the room.

As he crossed the threshold, he took one last look at Ling yiniang, “Before you married into the Marquis Residence, was it true that you let me call you aunt?”

Ling Yiniang stiffened.

“I want to eat that.”

“The red fruit on the tree?”

“Hmm!” Little Changqing nodded.

“Call me aunt and I’ll pick it for you!”

Little Changqing thought for a moment, his baby voice said, “Auntie.”

“Ha ha!” The young girl tied her skirt around her waist.

“Oh my! Miss! What are you doing! A lady can’t do this!” The maid was terrified, it was so improper!

“Let go!” The young girl climbed the tree and picked a few red begonias for the three-year-old little Changqing.

The young girl had pure eyes and a brilliant smile.

It was her most beautiful age, her most beautiful look.

Gu Changqing left.

Ling yiniang sat on the bed in a daze, tightly hugging the pillow in her arms.

Suddenly, she buried her face in the pillow and began to sob loudly—

…

When little Jingkong woke up, he found himself lying on Jiaojiao’s bed, he scratched his head in confusion.

Strange.

Wasn’t he supposed to be sleeping with the bad brother-in-law in his own little room?

How did he end up in Jiaojiao’s room?

Could it be that Jiaojiao missed him so much that she brought him over in the middle of the night?

Little Jingkong nodded seriously.

Yes, it must be so!

Feeling happy, Little Jingkong threw off the covers and started his energetic day!

He found his little clothes had been neatly placed on the chair next to the bed. He tilted his head, picked up his clothes, and said proudly, “Jiaojiao is so considerate!”

Having said that, he scrunches his little eyebrows and complains, “The bad brother-in-law is not as considerate!”

Xiao Liulang had just entered the room when he heard the little boy complaining about him. He squinted, “What’s wrong with me now?”

Didn’t I bring the clothes over?

“Humph!” Little Jingkong turned his little face away, after a while he continued to dress himself, swaying his head, “I slept with Jiaojiao last night!”

Xiao Liulang: Heh, wishful thinking, Jiaojiao didn’t sleep at all.