The Prime Minister’s Darling - Chapter 1439

Chapter 1439: 704 Xuanyuan’s Soul! (Second Update) Chapter 1439: 704 Xuanyuan’s Soul! (Second Update) The National Master asked, “Haven’t you ever wondered why the National Master Hall has an operating room from a different dimension?”

Gu Jiao gave him a weird look, “It’s your National Master Hall, why should I be the one to think about it? I find you to be quite lazy!”

The National Master again was at a loss for words.

The National Master took a deep breath, walked to the door, and pulled back the curtain, “Goodbye.”

…

Gu Jiao, Gu Yan, and Elder Meng took the carriage back home.

Although Gu Yan had undergone major surgery, it was very successful and his prognosis was excellent. There was no issue with him riding in a carriage.

Of course, there was another important factor–the official roads of Shengdu were really smooth.

Gu Jiao thought of a phrase she often heard in her previous life–if you want to get rich, first build roads. It shows that transportation is crucial for the development of a city or even a country.

She wondered how well the roads in Zhan Country were being maintained.

The alley they were now living in was called Yangliu Lane, located to the east of Tianqiong Academy, larger than the Bishui Alley in Zhan Country. Twenty households lived in the alley, among which three rented out their homes. One of the households was where Gu Jiao and her group lived, having rented the entire mansion; the other two households only rented out a single room.

Elder Meng, who frequently walked the horses, had unexpectedly become a familiar face in the alley, greeting everyone he met on the road.

Gu Yan rarely went out, so hardly anyone in the alley had seen him. Gu Jiao left early and returned late, so her encounters were also limited.

“You’re quite popular, aren’t you?” Gu Jiao told Elder Meng after he greeted the seventh person.

Elder Meng didn’t understand, “Is my face red?”

“No, I mean you have good social relations,” Gu Jiao explained.

“Oh, that. The language of Zhan Country is really strange,” said Elder Meng to Gu Jiao, “That child just now, I’ve taught him chess twice.”

He had come across that scholar trapped in a chess game during his stroll and kindly offered some advice.

That scholar might never know that his advisor was in fact the Chess Saint of the Six Nations.

The carriage stopped in front of their home.

“Sister!”

Gu Xiaoshun dashed out quickly.

Gu Jiao jumped down from the carriage, “Xiaoshun.”

“Sister, you’re finally back!” Gu Xiaoshun was overjoyed. Seeing Gu Jiao about to help Gu Yan, he hurriedly said, “Let me do it!”

“There’s no need for you, I can do it myself,” Gu Yan said proudly. Then, right in front of Gu Xiaoshun, he performed his own ‘alighting from the carriage’ act.

It was quite like a one-year-old baby showing off to his friends that he could walk.

“Good job, Gu Yan!” Gu Xiaoshun gave a thumbs up, “You can walk by yourself now!”

They were indeed one ready to boast and the other ready to applaud.

Mistress Nan and Master Lu abandoned their work to come out and welcome them, relieved to see both of their children in good condition.

Actually, on the second day after the surgery, Elder Meng had asked a disciple from the National Master Hall to come and inform them that all was well, but they hadn’t been able to relax until they saw it with their own eyes.

Mistress Nan grasped Gu Yan’s arm and looked him up and down, satisfied, she said, “Good, your complexion has improved a lot, and your forehead isn’t dark anymore.”

Gu Yan: Mistress, are you sure a dark forehead isn’t a sign of poisoning?

“Does it hurt?” Mistress Nan asked, looking at Gu Yan’s chest.

“No, it doesn’t,” said Gu Yan.

It did hurt, but not as much as he had imagined. It was within a tolerable range. He was so immersed in the joy of soon becoming a normal person that the pain was trivial to him.

“Also, the wound isn’t here.” Gu Yan boasted to Mistress Nan about Gu Jiao’s medical skills, explaining that the incision was on the right side, less than half an inch long, and would eventually heal to become almost invisible.

Mistress Nan marveled at the brilliance of Gu Jiao’s medical expertise.

“Jiaojiao must be exhausted, right?” she turned to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao had lost a lot of blood, but after a few days of recuperation in the National Master Hall, she had fully recovered.

“Not tired,” Gu Jiao said.

Mistress Nan then turned to Elder Meng, deeply bowing, “Thank you so much, Elder.”

Everything was understood without having to be said.

Elder Meng didn’t speak; he just stroked his beard.

Master Lu busied himself, “Alright, alright, it’s a hot day, don’t let the kids get too hot in the sun. Let’s go inside and talk.”

Mistress Nan smiled, “Just in time, I’ve simmered some green bean soup!”

Gu Yan couldn’t wait, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Gu Jiao: “You can’t drink it.”

Gu Yan: “…”

To reduce the strain on the heart after cardiac surgery, fluid intake needs to be strictly controlled. For the first few days, it’s best to keep the body in a state of mild dehydration. The fluids from the IV drips were already more than enough, so green bean soup was out of the question.

Gu Yan wore an aggrieved expression.

Mrs. Nan: “…”

Had she made the child crave something again?

As soon as Gu Yan entered the courtyard, he began looking for King Heifeng.

“He can walk now; he’s in the backyard,” Mrs. Nan said with a smile.

Before leaving, Gu Jiao had left enough medicine. Mrs. Nan and Gu Xiaoshun had been changing King Heifeng’s dressings every day, and his condition had greatly improved, so he was moved from the front to the backyard.

Gu Yan liked King Heifeng.

First, King Heifeng was incredibly beautiful, and second, he was very quiet, not boisterous like the Horse King.

King Heifeng exuded a noble aristocratic air, yet retained an awe-inspiring and sharp presence, which perfectly matched Gu Yan’s aesthetic.

Gu Yan took a brush to groom its mane.

King Heifeng did not kick Gu Yan away, allowing him to brush submissively.

Gu Xiaoshun and Mrs. Nan also occasionally brushed him, but the only one in the house who couldn’t was Master Lu.

In King Heifeng’s eyes, Gu Jiao, Gu Yan, and Gu Xiaoshun were cubs, with the highest tolerance for them. Mrs. Nan was a woman, and King Heifeng’s tolerance was also not low for her. Old Master Meng was an elder, and King Heifeng did not bully the old fellow.

Only Master Lu, unrelated to cubs, women, and elders, was always thrashed by King Heifeng’s hooves whenever he approached.

“The house was burgled once,” Mrs. Nan said, washing vegetables while talking about things at home with Gu Jiao.

“Oh?” Gu Jiao asked, “And then?”

Mrs. Nan said, “That day, by chance, we were all out. Even Little Shiyi had gone out to drive the cart, and only that black horse was at home. Three little thieves came, all with some skill, rummaging through everything. They even found the silver notes, but guess what? They all got knocked out by horse hooves, not a single one escaped.”

“Did it do it?” Gu Jiao looked at King Heifeng, who was being meekly brushed by Gu Yan, “Hmm, it’s that capable?”

Gu Yan gasped, “You’re too tall, it’s so tiring to brush while standing.”

Gu Xiaoshun: You just haven’t brushed a few strokes, have you?

King Heifeng slowly lay down, and Gu Yan moved a stool over to continue grooming its mane.

Meanwhile, at the Han Family.

After losing King Heifeng for six whole days, the Young Master Han constantly thought about finding him, but there was no news of King Heifeng.

“Could it have been killed already?”

No wonder Young Master Han speculated so; King Heifeng’s achievements were too formidable. Everyone in the Capital City wanted to get King Heifeng and was wary of him–it wouldn’t be surprising if some enemy had secretly harmed him.

“Young Master! We’ve found King Heifeng’s whereabouts!”

An attendant hurried in to report.

Young Master Han quickly let him in, asking, “Where is King Heifeng?”

The attendant bowed and said, “Outside the city, in an alley near Tianqiong Academy. It’s called… Yangliu Lane! Someone saw a horse that looks very much like King Heifeng!”

After lunch, the family went for a siesta.

Gu Jiao couldn’t sleep.

These past few days at the National Master Hall, she had been focused on taking care of Gu Yan and hadn’t trained much. Now that she was home, she naturally needed to make up for the lost days.

The backyard was quite spacious. Horse King was already lying on the ground, snoring away, while King Heifeng stood vigilantly.

It would also take brief naps, but always standing.

Gu Jiao started with something simple, practicing with the whip.

Then, she took out the Red-Tasseled Spear and practiced the spear technique taught to her by the beautiful monk.

King Heifeng had no reaction when Gu Jiao practiced with the whip, but as soon as she started to practice with the Red-Tasseled Spear, it stopped napping.

It just watched Gu Jiao, continuing to watch even after she had finished practicing.

Sweating profusely, Gu Jiao walked over with the Red-Tasseled Spear and patted its head.

King Heifeng came closer and sniffed the spear.

Curiously, Gu Jiao asked, “Do you like this Red-Tasseled Spear?”

King Heifeng stuck out its tongue and licked it, continuing to sniff, as if confirming something it had seen before.

This was the first time Gu Jiao had seen King Heifeng take an interest in something in the house, so she did not remove the Red-Tasseled Spear, leaving it planted in the ground.

King Heifeng continued to sniff the Red-Tasseled Spear, a hint of confusion flashing in its eyes.

By the time Gu Jiao had bathed and changed into clean clothes, King Heifeng had already fallen asleep next to the spear.

Horses usually nap standing up; they only lie down to sleep when they feel extremely comfortable and safe.

A gentle breeze flowed through the passageway, making the red tassels of the spear flutter in the summer wind.

One spear to guard the territory, to suppress demons from all sides, to drive away enemies from eight directions.

With the spear, the spirit of Xuanyuan is immortal, and the rivers and mountains of Dayan will never fall!