The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 704.2: The Soul of Xuanyuan!

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"By the way, we had a burglar at the house once." Lady Nan said while was.h.i.+ng vegetables, chatting with Gu Jiao about the household matters.

"Oh?" Gu Jiao asked, "What happened then?"

Lady Nan said, "That day, it so happened that we were all out, even Little Eleven went out with the carriage. The only one left at home was that black horse. Three little thieves came, all of them seemed to have some skills. They rummaged through everything, and they even managed to find our silver banknotes. But guess what? They all got knocked out by the horse’s hooves—none of them escaped."

"It did that?" Gu Jiao glanced at the Black Wind King, who was now calmly letting Gu Yan brush its mane, "Hmm, it's that fierce?"

Gu Yan, panting, said, "You're too tall. It's exhausting for me to stand and brush you."

Gu Xiaoshun: You’ve barely brushed it at all, okay?

The Black Wind King slowly lay down on the ground, and Gu Yan brought over a stool to continue grooming it.

Elsewhere, at the Han Family.

It had been six whole days since Han s.h.i.+zi lost the Black Wind King. He thought about finding it every moment, yet there was still no news of the Black Wind King.

"Could it have already been killed?"

Han s.h.i.+zi couldn't help but speculate this way. The Black Wind King's reputation in battle was too terrifying——there wasn’t anyone in the entire capital who didn’t want to get their hands on it, or who wasn’t wary of it. It was possible that one of his sworn enemies had secretly struck against the Black Wind King.

"s.h.i.+zi! We've found a clue about the Black Wind King!"

A guard hurriedly came to report.

Han s.h.i.+zi quickly let him in and asked, "Where is the Black Wind King?"

The guard cupped his hands and replied, "In the outer city, near Tianqiong Academy, in an alley that seems to be called... Yangliu Alley! Someone spotted a horse that looks very much like the Black Wind King!"

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After lunch, everyone at home went for an afternoon nap.

Gu Jiao couldn’t sleep.

These past few days, she had been focused on taking care of Gu Yan at the Imperial Advisor's Hall and hadn’t done much training. Now that she was back home, she naturally had to make up for the missed practice.

The backyard was quite s.p.a.cious. The horse king was already lying down and snoring, while the Black Wind King stood alertly nearby.

It would occasionally take a short nap, but always while standing.

Gu Jiao started with something simple, practicing with the whip for a while.

Then she took out the red-ta.s.seled spear and began practicing the spear techniques that the handsome monk had taught her.

When Gu Jiao practiced with the whip, the Black Wind King didn’t react much. But the moment she started practicing with the red-ta.s.seled spear, it stopped its nap.

It just stood there watching Gu Jiao, continuing to look at her even after she finished practicing.

Gu Jiao, drenched in sweat, walked over with the red-ta.s.seled spear and patted its head.

The Black Wind King leaned over and sniffed at the red-ta.s.seled spear.

Gu Jiao curiously asked, "Do you like this red-ta.s.seled spear?"

The Black Wind King stuck out its tongue and licked it, continuing to sniff as if trying to confirm something it had seen before.

This was the first time Gu Jiao had seen the Black Wind King take an interest in something in the house, so Gu Jiao didn’t take the red-ta.s.seled spear away. She just stuck it into the ground.

The Black Wind King kept sniffing the red-ta.s.seled spear, and a trace of confusion seemed to flicker in its eyes.

By the time Gu Jiao finished bathing and came out in fresh clothes, the Black Wind King was already lying down next to the red-ta.s.seled spear, fast asleep.

Horses usually nap while standing, and only when they feel extremely comfortable and safe do they lie down to sleep.

A cool breeze blew through the corridor, and the small red ta.s.sels on the spear danced in the summer wind.

One spear to guard the borders, to suppress evildoers from all sides, to drive away enemies from all directions.

As long as this spear stands, the soul of Xuanyuan endures, and the lands of Great Yan will remain unbroken!

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It was a tranquil afternoon.

Everyone and the horses at home had settled down, and there was an air of stability and peace everywhere.

Gu Jiao didn’t move the red-ta.s.seled spear and went to the well to wash her clothes.

Summer in the State of Yan was more humid and hot than in the State of Zhao, with a sticky feeling in the air, especially since she was wearing a chest binder, making it feel as if she might suffer a heatstroke.

Gu Jiao hung the washed clothes one by one on the rope to dry. Just as she was halfway through, she heard a series of urgent hoofbeats outside the door.

Initially, Gu Jiao didn’t pay much attention, but she soon realized the hoofbeats had stopped right outside their own gate.

Her first reaction was that Gu Chengfeng had arrived.

Xu Fengxian of Tianxiang Pavilion couldn’t keep an eye on him, and Gu Chengfeng had always acted with a lot of freedom. The reason she didn’t suspect it was Xiao Heng was because his actions had been particularly cautious lately.

Though he hadn’t said anything, Gu Jiao more or less guessed it. That day, in order to help her ambush Han s.h.i.+zi, Xiao Heng had deliberately distracted Ming Junw.a.n.g. Afterward, Han s.h.i.+zi must have realized that Xiao Heng had done it on purpose.

However, Han s.h.i.+zi had no evidence and couldn’t cause Ming Junw.a.n.g to be distrustful based on mere speculation. So, he could only send someone to keep watch on her discreetly.

But soon, Gu Jiao heard a series of hoofbeats again.

Not only were there horse-drawn carriages, but also a group of people.

This could not be Gu Chengfeng.

Lady Nan happened to wake up at that moment. Hearing the commotion outside, she put on a veil and went to open the gate, asking, "Who is it?"

As soon as she spoke, she was stunned by the sight before her.

A luxurious carriage escorted by a group of guards stopped in front of their gate. The carriage curtain was lifted, and a young man in his early twenties, dressed in opulent attire and exuding an air of authority, stepped down from the carriage.

The young man’s expression was cold, carrying an air of arrogance and hostility, clearly indicating that his visit was not a friendly one.

Lady Nan’s gaze hardened, but she maintained her composure and asked neither humbly nor arrogantly, “You are?”

Han s.h.i.+zi glanced at the veiled woman. At first, he didn’t pay her much attention, but her tone made him glance at her.

He turned to the guard beside him and asked, "Are you sure this is the place?"

One of the guards cupped his hands and replied, "Yes, s.h.i.+zi. When we inquired at the yamen about your missing horse, we encountered some petty thieves in custody. They said they had seen a very formidable black horse at this residence!"

A black horse?

Could it be——

Lady Nan’s gaze faltered. Was this young man the owner of the black horse at their home?

Han s.h.i.+zi looked at Lady Nan and asked sternly, “Do you have the horse he mentioned?”

Lady Nan was slightly taken aback.

Ignoring her, Han s.h.i.+zi went directly into the courtyard to find his horse.

Lady Nan stepped forward to block him, saying, “Who gave you permission to enter?”

A guard angrily stepped forward, shouting, “How dare you! My young master is not someone your dirty hands can touch!”

He reached out to slap Lady Nan. Lady Nan had been stripped of her martial arts skills years ago; she was skilled only in poison and hidden weapons.

But hidden weapons were ineffective in close combat, and she wasn’t carrying any poison at the moment.

As the slap was about to land on Lady Nan’s face, a sudden whoosh came from inside the house, and a cold arrow flew out, striking the guard’s shoulder!

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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like s.h.i.+ Dai.

After he had slaughtered all the evil creatures in the garden, the blood-stained young man, exuding a murderous aura, approached her step by step, his lips curling into a malicious smile, "Scared?"

s.h.i.+ Dai responded, “You’re really amazing! I applaud you until I spin like a spiral and fly around the moon three hundred times! And also——you have dimples when you smile!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

After seeing her at a lantern festival with another man, Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling her hair. He said in a mocking and sinister tone, "The mansion in the western suburbs...if I hide you there, no one will find you, right?"

s.h.i.+ Dai replied, "Does it come with meals and lodging? Can I sleep in everyday? Oh, and your cooking is the best!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

Jiang Baiyan was supposed to dislike her, even hate her, but as their separation drew near, his eyes turned red and he grabbed her sleeve, pleading, "Don't abandon me, alri—”

s.h.i.+ Dai responded, "Alright, alright, I’ll only have you. Mwah."

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

He hasn't finished his lines yet though…