Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 292: Chapter 177 Prince Bao Chapter 292: Chapter 177 Prince Bao Hearing the familiar voice, Gu Changsheng immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

Indeed, Zhou Mu was striding through the crowd toward this side.

Even among thousands of people, he still dazzled so brightly.

Suddenly hearing Zhou Mu’s voice, the disoriented Zhou Zongbao’s face flashed with a hint of astonishment, and he rushed over heedlessly.

“Little Wood!”

Seeing this, Zhou Mu quickly embraced Gu Changsheng, who stood between him and Zhou Zongbao, to prevent her from being hit by the forgetful Zhou Zongbao.

Suddenly finding herself in a familiar embrace, Gu Changsheng was momentarily distracted, and upon regaining her senses, she heard the call, “Little Wood!”

Alright!

In this world, she had called Zhou Mu “Wood!”

But this member of the Imperial Family actually called him “Wood,” and even “Little Wood!”

Zhou Zongbao clung to Zhou Mu’s clothes with a face full of hope.

Seeing this, Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but narrow her eyes, Zhou Mu, that evildoer, never liked people getting close, yet this time he didn’t dodge or avoid, allowing Zhou Zongbao to cling to him!

It seemed that not only were the two family, but they were also close family members…

“Did you see her?” Having confirmed that the little woman in his arms was unharmed, Zhou Mu gave Zhou Zongbao a disapproving look, his eyes flashing briefly with concern.

At his words, Zhou Zongbao nodded repeatedly, “I did see her, Little Wood, tell me this isn’t real!”

He still couldn’t believe that the Han Family had truly been exterminated!

Nor could he believe the fact that he would forever lose Xiao Qiu!

“Hetian, the great mistake has already been made, and your anxiety is useless,” said Zhou Mu, holding the woman in his arms, with a slight frown.

“No! I was only away for just over a year, how could such a thing happen? Xiao Qiu, she…” Forced to face reality, Zhou Zongbao despondently let go of Zhou Mu’s clothes and crouched down, holding his head in distress, “Xiao Qiu must hate us to death…”

Gu Changsheng looked blankly at Zhou Zongbao, who wouldn’t get up from the ground, then looked up at Zhou Mu with a face full of confusion.

“I’ll explain it to you later,” said Zhou Mu, affectionately rubbing the top of her head before looking back at Zhou Zongbao, whose face was still cold, but the hint of worry in his eyes didn’t escape Gu Changsheng.

“For such a dignified Prince Bao, to make such a spectacle, aren’t you afraid of tarnishing your name as the Little Overlord Hetian, get up!”

Zhou Zongbao immediately jumped up from the ground, ranting heavenward and earthward, “What Prince Bao? I don’t want to be that damn Prince Bao! If I weren’t born into The Imperial Family, the Han Family’s extermination would have nothing to do with me and Xiao Qiu wouldn’t end up like this…”

“Little Wood, what do we do now? I’ve actually become her family’s enemy! Why such a coincidence? You weren’t there, I wasn’t there, no one who could stop the imperial edict was there! Why this coincidence?”

“That old fool, I think he has become foolish from being Emperor, sick of sitting on the Dragon Throne. I’m going back to the capital right now, I’ll strip him of his Dragon Robe, smash his Qiankun Hall, let’s see if he dares to issue such foolish edicts!”

Zhou Zongbao’s demeanor was frantic as he shouted recklessly.

A look of concern flashed across Gu Changsheng’s face.

Zhou Mu reacted quickly, striking Zhou Zongbao’s neck with a hand-chop.

The next moment, a Person in Black appeared and caught Zhou Zongbao as he was about to collapse.

“Take him and follow me!”

“As you command!”

The Person in Black immediately hoisted Zhou Zongbao and headed toward a dazzlingly ornate carriage parked in the distance.

Seeing this, Zhou Zongbao’s guard hurried to follow.

“Let’s head back,” Zhou Mu said, taking Gu Changsheng’s hand and walking toward the nearby Purple Palanquin.

The two Sweat-Blood Precious Horses harnessed to the Purple Palanquin saw their master return, pawed the ground with their legs, excitedly shaking their tails.

Ignoring the looks from those around, Zhou Mu picked up Gu Changsheng and jumped onto the Purple Palanquin.

The two Precious Horses didn’t need anyone to drive them; they just went out of the city along the way they had come.

“Your wounds aren’t fully healed yet, what are you doing moving about!” Gu Changsheng frowned and gave Zhou Mu a disapproving look, “You’re becoming more and more unruly.”

Actually, Gu Changsheng was herself quite an undisciplined person, so the latter part of her statement came out sounding somewhat guilty.

“This little injury is nothing,” Zhou Mu reassured her, patting her hand, his eyes filled with even more concern.

Seeing this, Gu Changsheng lifted the curtain and glanced back.

Indeed, that wind-catching carriage, quite fitting Zhou Zongbao’s Prodigal Taisui style, was closely following behind the Purple Palanquin.

Lowering the curtain, Gu Changsheng leaned closer to Zhou Mu and, blinking her big eyes, asked softly, “Evildoer, would that Zhou Zongbao really dare to strip the Emperor of his Dragon Robe, smash his Qiankun Hall?”