Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 309: Chapter 191: It’s Easy to Invite the Gods, but Hard to Send Them Away Chapter 309: Chapter 191: It’s Easy to Invite the Gods, but Hard to Send Them Away “`

Gu Changsheng looked at Zhou Mu for help, as she was truly at a loss.

Zhou Mu’s meticulously handsome face resembled that of a deity, as he stood aside with an air of casual elegance. Seeing her looking over, he affectionately shook his head and, during a pause in Zhou Zongbao’s roaring, he asked Xiao Cui in a light and breezy tone, “Is Han Mo still around?”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Cui hastily nodded, “Young Han Mo is here.”

While saying this, Xiao Cui felt utterly bewildered inside, completely unclear about the current situation.

When Gu Changsheng heard Zhou Mu mention Han Mo and Xiao Cui confirm Han Mo’s presence, she immediately felt relieved.

As soon as Zhou Zongbao heard that Han Mo was still in the Mountain Stronghold, his loud shouting ceased momentarily.

“Your Highness Prince Bao, considering the deep sibling affection between Han Qiu and Han Mo, with Han Mo still here, Han Qiu will surely return. Why not… wait here in the stronghold like waiting for a hare?” As Gu Changsheng spoke, she couldn’t help but hesitate. Heaven knows how much she wanted to send this great buddha away.

To have Zhou Zongbao stay and wait was absolutely a last resort measure within a temporary solution, certainly not her sincere intention!

At this moment, Zhou Mu happened to glance over and saw his little woman looking as if she deeply regretted her words and wished she could bite her own tongue off, prompting his lips to turn up slightly at the corners.

Were it not to save face in front of him, with her characteristically decisive and swift actions, she would never have so compromised in front of Hetian.

With this thought, Zhou Mu felt secretly delighted.

This meant that she actually did care about him, and that’s why she was accommodating his family member, right?

“Xiao Qiu… Xiao Qiu…”

At this moment, Zhou Zongbao had lost all his usual Little Overlord Hetian’s imposing manner. Unable to find Han Qiu, he felt a gaping void inside, panic over the perpetual loss of her swirling in his heart, threatening to make him collapse.

Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu exchanged glances, uncertain of what to do.

“What’s going on? Sister Qiu went to find the Young Master, but the Young Master said he would definitely return before his birthday and asked the madam to celebrate for him. It’s at most a half-month away, the Young Master will definitely come back, and Sister Qiu will surely return too.” Xiao Cui scratched her head, puzzled as she turned to Dong Lei, “Why does everyone act as though Sister Qiu has gone and will never return?”

Before Dong Lei could answer, Zhou Zongbao stood up anxiously, grabbed Xiao Cui in his urgency, and pressed her, “Is that true? Xiao Qiu will return in at most half a month?”

“Nonsense! With Han Mo here, how could Han Qiu not come back?” Gu Changsheng couldn’t help snorting.

Xiao Cui, dizzy from being shaken, still nodded, “In half a month, it’s the Young Master’s birthday, they will definitely come back!”

Hope ignited in Zhou Zongbao’s eyes upon hearing this, “Then Young Master will stay here and wait…”

“Hetian, you can’t stay here.” Zhou Mu coldly intervened before Zhou Zongbao could finish his sentence, the corner of his eye catching a flash of joy on Gu Changsheng’s face.

“Why? Han Qiu will come back soon!” He had to wait for Xiao Qiu to come back; he must wait for her to come back; he refused to be seen as her enemy!

Zhou Mu held Gu Changsheng’s hand, took a step forward, and methodically explained, “Hetian, the urgent task at hand is to uncover the true reason behind Han Jingye’s failure in defending the city!”

Zhou Zongbao looked up, locking eyes with Zhou Mu, “Woodhead, even if Han Jingye didn’t have great abilities, he was at least courageous and strategic. I refuse to believe he failed in his duty!”

Zhou Mu nodded, his demeanor showing a hint of severity, “I understand how important Han Qiu is to you, which is why upon learning that Tongguan City had been lost, I immediately sent people to Tongguan. Unfortunately, Tongguan and the surrounding three cities had entirely fallen, and the Defensive General of Xiangcheng City, before his death with the city breached, even wrote a Blood Scripture directly accusing Han Jingye of colluding with the enemy, not fighting, and surrendering to the Northern Mongolian Tartars, allowing them free passage.”

“Bullshit! Han Jingye is loyal and devoted; how could he possibly betray his country?” Zhou Zongbao immediately interrupted, his face betraying the outrage of being falsely accused.

Zhou Mu, leading Gu Changsheng to sit down at a chair to the side, continued nodding, “I, too, do not believe Han Jingye would collude with the enemy. Hence, I ordered someone to privately intercept that Blood Scripture. Who would have thought that the Court would convict Han Jingye of his defense failure before my men could return.”

“Incompetent fools! All the work of your Imperial Grandfather!” Zhou Zongbao was furious, venting his anger.

“It was you who willingly handed over the Imperial Throne to the old man,” Zhou Mu retorted without getting angry, tossing out the words indifferently.

Zhou Zongbao was momentarily choked into silence, seething with anger inside.

Gu Changsheng, with her head down and covering her mouth, couldn’t help but giggle silently; Zhou Zongbao was indeed pitiful!

Zhou Mu pinched the palm of her hand to indicate she should not be too smug.

Understanding his meaning, Gu Changsheng gave a light cough, straightened her posture, and continued to watch the drama unfold.

“With the entire Han Family accused, I had no choice after the Northern Mongolian battle but to go to the Capital City privately to investigate this matter. However, as soon as I entered the Capital, I was targeted, with masters hounding and intercepting me at every turn, leaving me powerless and unable to act.” Zhou Mu turned his head to Gu Changsheng as he spoke, “That’s why, on the way back, I was rescued by my beloved Changsheng.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng blinked, realizing that her encounter with him was also because of Han Qiu?

Surely, there are no coincidences in this world.

“What do you mean?” Zhou Zongbao looked at Zhou Mu with unease, a flash of insight crossing his eyes.

“The people trying to kill me were sent by Prince Liang, among them were Northern Mongolian experts.” Zhou Mu’s face suddenly filled with a murderous aura, and he was swept with a combative spirit as he clutched Gu Changsheng’s small hand tightly, his words as cold as ice, “Xiao Chengwen pledged his allegiance to Prince Liang, instigating the Liuzhou grain rebellion, and among those sent to assassinate my love, there were also Northern Mongolian men. Had my love not been highly skilled in martial arts, the consequences…”

At this thought, Zhou Mu couldn’t help but shudder with fear.

Gu Changsheng squeezed his hand back, silently comforting him.

Listening to this, Zhou Zongbao could no longer deny it and, slapping the table, his voice filled with undisguised anger, “Unworthy descendants, daring to betray their country and collude with the enemy!”

Zhou Mu rubbed his temples and spoke flatly, “Hetian, you should go back to the Capital. I cannot enter the Capital without being summoned and face many inconveniences in investigating. The matter of Prince Liang colluding with the enemy is very suspicious. If you can uncover the truth, you might also clear Han Jingye’s name.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zongbao was moved, his face showing his inner conflict, “But Xiao Qiu, she…”

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“Traveling north along the Grand Canal, the round trip is no more than a dozen days. You can rush back before Gu Ze’s birthday,” Zhou Mu looked at him meaningfully, with a sinister curve tugging at the corner of his eye, “The reason why I have not let go to investigate this thoroughly is because I was waiting for your return, so that the credit can be properly accounted to you, as for Han Qiu…”

Zhou Zongbao was not a fool and immediately clapped his hands in decision, “Young Master will return to the Capital City now, I want to see who exactly is the traitor colluding with the enemy, who dared to slap such a big shit pot on the Han Family!”

Gu Changsheng stood flabbergasted as Zhou Zongbao stormed out, hardly able to believe his eyes, “He’s leaving just like that?”

Zhou Mu responded with a light smile and nodded.

“Does he really care so much about Han Qiu?” Gu Changsheng’s eyes flashed with a hint of suspicion.

“Hetian’s feelings for Han Qiu are genuine, and his concern for the treason matter is also real,” Zhou Mu replied indifferently.

“He doesn’t seem like a true Prodigal Taisui. Which Prodigal Taisui would care about such affairs of the Court?” Gu Changsheng muttered to himself, chin in hand.

Zhou Mu stood up, taking her by the hand and walking towards the side hall for a meal. As they walked, he explained, “He is spirited and inherently defiant, but after all, he was born into the Imperial Family and harbored great expectations from his great-grandfather, so naturally, he cannot sit by and watch the Court in turmoil and do nothing.”

“Changsheng, my beloved, in this life, there are truly no more than three people who have treated me as their own child, and Hetian is one of them. Hetian has an unrestrained nature, and if one does not catch his eye, it is hard to incite his rage or joy. My love, having his approval brings great peace to my heart…”

“Uh…” Gu Changsheng wore a look of perplexity.

Damn it! Was that really approval from Zhou Zongbao?

It was clear that Zhou Mu had used every trick in the book, from coercion to temptation, wasn’t it?

Didn’t you see the way Zhou Zongbao looked at her, as if he couldn’t wait to tear her to pieces?

Approval? What approval, my ass!

If he were Zhou Zongbao, he would definitely tell Zhou Mu the truth; this was clearly a misunderstanding by Zhou Mu!

“If Zhou Zongbao is one, who are the other two?” Gu Changsheng inquired, batting her large eyes.

So, there are two more people whom Zhou Mu treats as close as family, and would consider his elders. Damn his luck!

One Zhou Zongbao is troublesome enough, but two more? How could that even be managed?

Zhou Mu turned around, looking solemnly at Gu Changsheng, with a flicker of adoration in his eyes, “The other two are my maternal aunt and my master.”

“Where are they?” Gu Changsheng persisted, not ready to give up. To know oneself and one’s enemy is to be invincible in a hundred battles; she had to get a better grasp on the enemy situation.

Zhou Mu raised a hand and tapped her forehead affectionately, “You will naturally find out in due time. For now, let’s just focus on eating.”

Gu Changsheng walked with him, expressing her concern, “It’s already night, and Zhou Zongbao doesn’t know martial arts. Is he really going be alright leaving by himself?”

“My men will escort him, rest assured,” he comforted.

Gu Changsheng nodded, finally at ease, thankful to have temporarily sent off that daunting Buddha.

Her mood suddenly brightened considerably.

Sitting at the dining table with Zhou Mu, Gu Changsheng realized she was truly famished.

After an entire afternoon of exertion, including a climb up the mountain and the itch for a fight she satisfied, she had depleted a lot of energy.

Gu Changsheng’s stomach let out an uncooperative growl.

Embarrassed, she rubbed her tummy, and glanced awkwardly at Zhou Mu, “I’m really hungry…”

Damn it! How embarrassing!

Seeing this, Zhou Mu found it amusing and began setting out her tableware while signaling Dong Lei to serve the food.

Dong Lei exchanged a hesitant look with Yuan Bao at his side, lifted the lid of the insulated food container, and started dishing out the food one plate at a time.

As the ravenous Gu Changsheng glanced over, she was momentarily stunned.

Tiger Whip?

Deer blood?

Sheep kidneys?

Gu Changsheng suddenly felt dizzy, looking over at Zhou Mu with a mix of shock and inquiry in her silence: What’s the meaning of this? What’s the meaning?

All these things that had once angered her, how did they end up on the dining table?

Could it be, Gu Changsheng’s gaze inadvertently shifted down to Zhou Mu’s lower body.

Which elicited an awkward glare from Zhou Mu.

Turning back, Gu Changsheng saw Dong Lei placing another dish on the table.

Black! Fungus!