Chapter 259 - Jiajia Takes Action, Defeating the Enemy in One Move
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Doctor Fang was stunned and looked at Mo Xu in confusion.
This was not the first time he had seen Mr. Mo Xu, but this person had always given off an unfathomable feeling. His words were unhurried, let alone his emotions.
The child, who was originally standing behind Doctor Fang, silently walked to the side and poured a cup of tea. He handed it over and said respectfully, âSir, have some tea.â
Only then did Mo Xu realize that he had lost his composure. He took a sip of the tea and placed it back in the childâs hand.
He sat back on the futon and said in a low voice, âTell me what happened.â
Doctor Fang suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and explained Shangguan Hanâs situation in detail.
When he finished, Mo Xu scolded, âIdiot, he wasnât poisoned with the Daylily Powder at all.â
He seemed to have thought of something and shook his head repeatedly. âThatâs impossible. Itâs impossible for anyone else in this world to make that medicine, but that personâ¦â
Suddenly, the teacup in the childâs hand fell to the ground with a shattering sound. Mo Xu stopped talking.
The child knelt down in a panic and begged for forgiveness. âSir, I didnât do it on purposeâ¦â
Mo Xu glanced at him and said indifferently, âGet up. Just clean it up.â
âYes.â
When Doctor Fang heard about the Daylily Powder, he could not care less and hurriedly asked, âMr. Mo Xu, you mean our people did not succeed at all? Then who is the person youâre talking about?â
When he said this, his heart felt as if it had fallen into a cold lake. It was bone-chilling.
It would have been fine if that person was on their side, but wouldnât he have fallen into someone elseâs trap?
Mo Xuâs eyes turned cold and he did not mention that person. He warned, âYou just have to do what Young Master instructed you to do. Itâs best not to ask about things that you shouldnât know.â
Doctor Fang felt a chill down his spine and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He said in a trembling voice, âYes, yes. I wonât disappoint you.â
âAlright, go back. Remember, you only have one last chance.â Mo Xu waved his hand to chase him away.
Doctor Fang stood up trembling. Just as he was about to cup his hands and bid farewell, the child squatting on the ground to pick up the broken porcelain pieces suddenly looked at the door and shouted, âWho is it?â
As soon as he finished speaking, a silver needle flew out of Mo Xuâs hand and shot through the wooden door.
Shen Yijia was shocked and was about to dodge when Song Jingchen, who was standing beside her, grabbed her waist and rushed back.
The wooden door opened with a bang, and the three people in the house walked out one after another.
âIâm sorry. Did I disturb you?â Shen Yijia rubbed her nose innocently.
âYou, youâ¦â Doctor Fang saw the people standing in the courtyard and fell to the ground in fear.
Shen Yijia glanced at the three people who came out and looked at Doctor Fang. She waved at him. âHaha, what a coincidence. Doctor Fang, youâre here too?â
She looked very surprised.
However, Doctor Fang only had one thought in his mind. It was over.
It was unknown if it was because he was frightened or because he was old, but his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
There were clearly four people standing in the courtyard, but Mo Xuâs eyes were fixed on Shen Yijia. This faceâ¦
He asked in surprise, âWho are you?â
It was just an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. She did not know him.
Shen Yijia glanced at him and didnât answer. She turned to look at Song Jingchen and smiled awkwardly. âI really didnât do it on purpose.â
She only scratched an itch. Who knew that the person inside was so vigilant? That stern shout also shocked her.
Song Jingchen did not miss Mo Xuâs gaze and pulled her behind him. He said, âItâs fine.â
Judging from Doctor Fangâs attitude towards him, this Mo Xuâs status was definitely not ordinary.
Moreover, these peopleâs words were vague. Even if he listened from the outside, he would not hear anything useful.
Therefore, whether they were discovered or not did not affect the overall situation. In any case, they were all people who were about to die.
Only then did Mo Xu size up the masked man in front of him. He narrowed his eyes. âShould I call you Young Master Shen or Noble Heir Song?â
Song Jingchen didnât seem surprised that he knew his identity. He only said indifferently, âWhatâs the difference?â
Mo Xu sneered. âOf course. Noble Heir Song shouldnât be standing, let alone appearing in Xunyang.â
Song Jingchen asked, âSo?â
Mo Xu subconsciously moved a few steps closer to the child. âArenât you afraid that Emperor Chongâan will find out about you?â
Song Jingchen smiled mockingly and said firmly, âYour young master wouldnât want that, would he?â
Before the mastermind obtained the private army, he would not let Song Jingchen die.
Not only that, but the mastermind would also help him hide the matter of the private army. Otherwise, if Emperor Chongâan found out, he would lose more than he gained.
The greedier a person was, the more they wanted. Little did they know that they were giving their opponents a chance. The incident in Xunyang was a good example.
Mo Xuâs eyes sharpened. âYou know my young master well, but unfortunately, you donât know me well.â
As soon as he finished speaking, three silver needles flew out of his hand and towards Song Jingchenâs vital points.
Song Jingchen held Shen Yijia and dodged. Three silver needles were nailed to the wooden fence behind them. The silver needles were black all over, and it was obvious that they were poisonous.
The moment they dodged, Mo Xu pulled the child and ran back to the wooden house.
Unexpectedly, after running a few steps, there was a whooshing sound behind him, and something wrapped around Mo Xuâs neck.
Shen Yijia raised her eyebrows and dragged him back with one end of the whip.
Mo Xu fell to the ground and tried to open his eyes. He glared at Shen Yijia with a red face. âYouâd better let me go.â
âThatâs all youâve got?â Shen Yijia blinked in disbelief. She thought that they were going to fight, but she did not expect this.
Song Jingchen held his forehead and reminded her helplessly, âBe careful, donât let him use poison.â
It was obvious that this person was proficient in poison. He spent all his time making poison, so his martial arts skills were naturally not good.
He was probably the best at using silver needles, and he had practiced it to make it easier to poison people.
Mo Xu did not know what Song Jingchen was thinking. Otherwise, he would not have said that Song Jingchen did not understand him.
âOh.â Shen Yijia humbly accepted his advice and retracted the soft whip in her hand.
Joy flashed across Mo Xuâs face. Just as he was about to get up, he cried out in pain and looked at his hands with a twisted expression.
His palms were firmly nailed to the ground by two daggers.
He looked up at Shen Yijia ferociously. She bared her teeth at him, but she said to Song Jingchen, âYou donât have to worry about him poisoning you now, right?â
Song Jingchen chuckled. âYes.â
âWhat do you want?â Mo Xu was no longer as calm as before. His eyes were filled with fear. If he could not use poison, he was basically crippled.
At this moment, Mo Yuan returned with the child who had sneaked away. She threw him beside Mo Xu and stood behind Shen Yijia expressionlessly.
âIf you donât want to die, tell me who the young master youâre talking about is.â Shen Yijia paused at the thought of something. She pursed her lips and asked, âAnd who was the person you mentioned inside just now?â