Traveling to ancient times, with space

Chapter 227 Revealing the secret

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan hesitated for a moment, but quickly regained his composure.

Just as he was about to speak, Su Yue suddenly leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "By the way, now that we've arrived at the Gu residence, tell us about that woman!"

What exactly are they planning to do with her? Will they secretly poison her so she dies without anyone knowing, or will they simply kill her outright to eliminate any future trouble?

Gu Yuan's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out his hand to signal Su Yue to be quiet, and hurriedly explained, "No, no, these methods are absolutely not feasible now."

Upon hearing this, Su Yue's eyes widened, and she looked at Gu Yuan with a face full of confusion, asking, "Why? Don't you want to kill her anymore?"

Why are you suddenly hesitant?

"If she were to die now without any explanation, we would definitely become the prime suspects!"

Even if no conclusive evidence is found for the time being, her brother, who holds an important position in the Imperial Preceptor's Hall, will definitely not let this go.

"With his current power and ability, he will make a move against us sooner or later." Gu Yuan frowned deeply. Only now, looking back, did he realize that things might be far more complicated and troublesome than they had imagined.

Killing someone is not difficult, but once you do it, it will trigger a series of endless troubles.

"Since that's the case, why don't we just go all the way and get rid of her brother as well?" Su Yue said nonchalantly.

In her view, the problem would be solved naturally once all potential threats were eliminated.

"But the key point is that you can't get into the Imperial Preceptor's Hall at all! It's heavily guarded and full of experts; it's not a place where just anyone can easily break in." Gu Yuan mercilessly exposed the fatal flaw in Su Yue's naive idea.

"Fine... forget it! Then we'll deal with this woman when that person in the Imperial Preceptor's Hall is dead. Alright, alright, it's getting late, go to sleep!" Su Yue waved her hand impatiently, kicking Gu Yuan out of the room.

Su Yue tossed and turned on the bed alone, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

After thinking it over, she simply sat up and decided to get up and start cultivating.

Since meeting Gu Yuan, he had unknowingly wasted too much time. If he continued to be so lazy, his cultivation would definitely continue to decline.

The night passed quickly, and I was woken up again in the morning by someone knocking on the door.

She had been cultivating for most of the night and finally managed to fall asleep, but then some annoying person came to disturb her sweet dreams.

"Who is it! Disturbing my sleep so early in the morning!" Su Yue groggily got out of bed, muttering to herself, and rudely flung open the door.

When she saw who was standing outside the door, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and said impatiently, "What, it's you again!"

It turned out that the person standing at the door was none other than Uncle Zheng, the Gu family's butler.

Uncle Zheng, on the other hand, was very amiable. After bowing slightly, he said politely, "Third Young Master, the Marquis invites you to come over."

"Please what?! Is your lord out of his mind? Why does he come to see me first thing every morning? Does he have nothing better to do all day?" Su Yue complained as she stretched.

She thought to herself that she and this Lord Gu were simply incompatible, and every time they met, nothing good ever came of it.

Despite his reluctance, in order to have some peace and quiet for a while, he had no choice but to dawdle and walk lazily toward the front hall.

When she finally arrived at the front hall, she saw Lord Gu sitting upright in the seat of honor, his face so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Clearly, Lord Gu was very dissatisfied with Su Yue's dragging-out behavior.

However, Lord Gu managed to suppress his anger and tried to make his tone sound as calm as possible: "I heard you were ill yesterday, are you feeling better now?"

Upon hearing this, Su Yue's eyes lit up, and a plan immediately came to mind.

She slowly walked to a chair, plopped down, and then deliberately pretended to be weak and sickly, clutching her chest with her hand.

He said weakly, "Oh dear! My illness was almost cured, but this morning, you, Lord Marquis, sent someone to summon me here."

This journey has exhausted me. I feel dizzy and weak all over. I'm afraid my condition has worsened.

"Ouch! I can't take it anymore, Dali, come and help me back to my room to rest!" As she spoke, she waved to Dali behind her.

Lord Gu was initially worried about Su Yue's health, but after hearing her words and seeing how lively she was, he knew perfectly well that the boy was faking illness.

Instantly, Lord Gu was so angry that his beard bristled. He thought to himself, "You brat, how dare you try to play tricks on me!"

Lord Gu's face, which had been relatively calm, gradually darkened. His brows furrowed and his eyes revealed a hint of displeasure: "Since you are ill, why not invite a doctor to your residence to take a good look at you?"

That way, the right medicine can be prescribed, and the body can recover as soon as possible.

"No need for that, thank you for your concern, Lord Marquis. I just need to go back and rest for a while, and I estimate I'll be fully recovered."

Su Yue forced a smile and laughed it off, secretly thinking to herself, how could she really let a doctor examine her? After all, she wasn't sick at all, and wouldn't taking her pulse give her away?

However, Lord Gu did not seem to intend to give up so easily. He stared sharply at Su Yue and ordered decisively, "How can you not call a doctor when you are sick? Uncle Zheng, go and fetch the doctor immediately!"

Clearly, he was determined to see how much longer Su Yue could keep up the act.

Su Yue inwardly groaned, knowing that this Marquis Gu was deliberately making things difficult for her, but she was not afraid at all.

Anyway, at worst I can use my own spiritual power to control my pulse. Even if more doctors come, they probably won't be able to detect anything amiss. It's just that I'm not a man. Maybe I should bribe one of the doctors later.

As expected, Zheng Bo was extremely efficient, and soon returned with a doctor.

The doctor first bowed respectfully to Lord Gu, then moved to Su Yue's side and gently placed three fingers on her wrist to take her pulse.

He didn't know what he was getting into until he touched it, and the doctor was terrified! His eyes widened, his face was full of astonishment, and a fine layer of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

How could the pulse of this newly returned young master of the Gu family be so weak and feeble? What's even more surprising is that, judging from his pulse, the person in front of us doesn't seem to be a real man!