The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 532

Chapter 532: 265 Awakening Memories (First Update)_3

Chapter 532: 265 Awakening Memories (First Update)_3

There must be something else unknown to me, but for now I don’t have the ability to think it through thoroughly. The most urgent matter is to hurry and take the dowager empress back with me!

The gaze of Elder Zhuang fell on the elderly sacrificial monk’s hand, which was holding the hand of the old lady. His expression changed, and he harshly exclaimed, “How dare you!”

How dare an old wreck like you defile the dowager empress’s noble body? You are not even allowed to touch a corner of her dress, let alone hold her wrist!

The elderly sacrificial monk drew back his hand guiltily.

Elder Zhuang could not reprimand the old lady, he instead said gently, “Sister, come back with me.”

Old lady contemptuously glanced at him and said, “Get lost.”

Elder Zhuang: “…”

Elder Zhuang took a deep breath, reminding himself that the dowager empress had just lost her memory, her words were not a reflection of her true intentions, nor the imperial decree of the dowager empress.

Once the dowager empress remembered her identity, she would forgive his actions today.

He turned to the man in black and ordered, “Take the empress away! And that man…” He glanced at the old sacrificial monk, “Dispose of him!”

The queen of a country, having an affair with an outsider; if such a scandal were to be revealed, it would not only put her under significant scrutiny, but also risk losing her reputation and status.

The emperor had been looking for an excuse to bring down the Elder Queen. He could not give the emperor any opportunity.

“Have you lost your mind, Zhuang Boyong! Are you going to commit murder in broad daylight?” the old sacrificial monk exclaimed coldly. These people were truly reckless with human lives!

Elder Zhuang responded indifferently, “You attempted to assassinate the dowager empress. I’m just killing an assassin. Where is the crime in that?”

Without saying anything else, he made a ‘kill’ gesture and no longer cared about the old sacrificial monk.

On the other side, Gu Jiao and Chang Jing were locked in a struggle, his martial arts skills were too advanced. Gu Jiao’s strength had only recovered three-tenths of its former capacity and she was unable to defeat him.

Suddenly, Gu Jiao spotted his beads falling from his pocket. She recalled the first time she saw him; he seemed to be looking for these beads on the ground.

Gu Jiao glanced around, and with a sudden movement, she drove her knee into his lower abdomen. Reacting instinctively, Chang Jing tried to use his hands to block her attack. This gave Gu Jiao the opportunity to rip off his pocket.

His beads scattered all over the ground.

Chang Jing: His beads!

Chang Jing disregarded Gu Jiao and started to pick up his beads.

Seizing the opportunity, Gu Jiao rushed over towards where the old sacrificial monk and the old woman were being led away.

Suddenly, as if the sky itself had cracked open, a heavy downpour began.

The old woman and the old sacrificial monk were separated by the men in black. They dared not use force on the old woman, trying their best to hold her back and coax her into a carriage. However, they were not as courteous to the old sacrificial monk.

The old sacrificial monk was knocked to the ground with a kick, groaning in pain, unable to straighten up.

“Stop it!” shouted the old woman at Elder Zhuang.

Elder Zhuang turned a deaf ear, “Your Majesty, please get on the carriage!”

One of the men in black drew his sword, swinging it towards neck of the old sacrificial monk.

All of a sudden, a silver needle pierced through the thick curtain of rain, striking the wrist of the black-clad assassin in an instant!

The man in black felt a pain in his wrist, dropping the long sword held in his hand.

The others noticed what happened and swung their swords at Gu Jiao.

The rain was pouring down heavily.

Gu Jiao darted among the swords. As several men surrounded her, she jumped high and pressed down on the head of a black-clad assassin, rolling over him. In the process, she drew his sword and swiftly cut off another approaching sword!

She held the sword in her hand, landed on one knee, her eyes were fixed like torches, emanating a terrifying aura of murder!

These men were no match for Chang Jing, so she was quickly able to forge a path to the old lady.

However, just as she was about to pull the old lady back, another man in black pointed a sword at the old sacrificial monk’s neck, “Don’t move! Or I will kill him!”

The violence within Gu Jiao begins to stir, and her hand gripping the dagger starts to tremble. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}