The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 707.2: Black Wind King

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After the Xuanyuan Family was defeated, Xuanyuan Li's red-ta.s.seled spear was "bestowed" upon the State of Chen’s envoy by the Yan Emperor. Later, when the State of Chen was defeated by Marquis Xuanping of the State of Zhao, Marquis Xuanping seized the red-ta.s.seled spear.

Marquis Xuanping wasn’t trained in using a spear and took it just for fun. After s.n.a.t.c.hing it, he tossed it into the military a.r.s.enal, likely forgetting about its existence entirely.

It was by chance that Gu Jiao entered the a.r.s.enal, and she immediately took a liking to the spear. She stared at it for so long that Old Marquis, who happened to pa.s.s by, noticed.

At that time, Old Marquis didn’t know that Gu Jiao was his “little sworn brother," but he also noticed the red-ta.s.seled spear and thought it suited his little sworn brother, so he took it and gave it to Gu Jiao.

……

At the Han Family.

After the Black Wind King left, Han s.h.i.+zi was humiliated and furious. He wanted to chase after the Black Wind King, but Chu Nan stopped him.

Chu Nan said, "It won't come back."

Han s.h.i.+zi said coldly, "Then I'll catch it, even if I have to drag it back!"

Chu Nan shook his head, "Even if you catch it, it won't matter. Once it realizes its master is dead, it won't survive either."

Han s.h.i.+zi furrowed his brow, "Are you saying it will die with its master?"

Chu Nan let out a sigh, "Even if it doesn’t die with its master, it’s no longer the Black Wind King. Unless young master is willing to keep a useless horse, then just ignore what I said."

Han s.h.i.+zi looked in the direction where the Black Wind King had gone, his fists slowly clenching tighter.

......

Chu Nan had predicted the Black Wind King's situation correctly.

After returning to Yangliu Alley, it first refused treatment, then began refusing to eat. No matter who tried to feed it, it wouldn’t eat.

At first, Gu Yan thought it might be because the food at home wasn’t good enough, so he and Gu Xiaoshun made a trip to the academy to ask Teacher Wu for some premium feed for warhorses.

But the Black Wind King still didn’t touch it.

In the end, the premium feed all ended up in the horse king's stomach.

Lady Nan had a sudden idea and cut up some carrots. She even went ten miles outside the city to buy the finest pasture gra.s.s.

Yet even with this, the Black Wind King still refused to eat.

It wouldn’t even drink water.

The horse king looked at it, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and dug out some fruit it had secretly hidden behind a large tree, bringing it over and placing it in front of the Black Wind King.

But the Black Wind King still wouldn’t eat.

Lady Nan and the others watched the Black Wind King on a hunger strike and could only sigh helplessly.

Gu Jiao returned to the house, opened her little medicine chest, and took out two nutrient injections, administering them to the Black Wind King.

"Will this keep it from starving to death?" Gu Yan asked.

"In principle, yes." The research inst.i.tute’s nutrients were extremely comprehensive and well-balanced. Just half an injection could sustain someone for an entire day without food. Considering the Black Wind King's weight, Gu Jiao gave it two injections.

"But," Gu Jiao paused, "its fighting spirit isn’t something nutrients can restore."

In short, it would never be the Black Wind King again.

"Oh." Gu Yan remained calm. He stroked its mane and said, "Not being the Black Wind King isn’t so bad either."

Originally, they didn’t take it in because it was the Black Wind King. They had always thought it was a sick horse that n.o.body wanted.

So, whether or not it remained the Black Wind King, what did it matter?

Gu Yan looked at the horse and said, "Look at me, I have no grand ambitions, and I’m doing just fine, right?"

Gu Jiao: "..."

The whole family accepted the fact that the Black Wind King had lost its will to live and fight, and they were ready to take care of it in its retirement.

Han s.h.i.+zi accepted it too.

He started training a new Black Wind King.

The prime age for a Black Wind King was between six and fifteen years old. After sixteen, their physical strength would begin to decline. Even if a seventeen-year-old Black Wind King hadn’t lost its fighting spirit, what difference would it make? It only had a few years of peak condition left anyway.

Its legendary era had come to an end.

At night, Gu Chengfeng dropped by.

He often came over whenever he had nothing to do. During the several days when Gu Jiao and Gu Yan were staying at the Imperial Advisor's Hall, he had come to Yangliu Alley three times but naturally missed them every time.

Tonight, he finally didn’t miss them.

The family had already gone to bed, and the door was bolted. He climbed over the wall and nearly got stabbed to death by Gu Jiao with a spear.

Looking at the red-ta.s.seled spear only half an inch from his chest, Gu Chengfeng swallowed nervously and said, "Seriously? You're not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Gu Jiao withdrew the spear, walked back to the main room, and calmly said, "Why are you here so late?"

"You think I wanted to come?" Gu Chengfeng huffed, rubbing his heart that had almost jumped out of his chest. He walked into the room as if nothing had happened.

He glanced at the half-closed doors of the rooms and lowered his voice, "Everyone’s asleep? So early? The opera house business is just starting now."

Gu Jiao sat down by the Eight Immortals table and said, "Then why are you here?"

"It’s not like I’m performing every day." If he performed every day, the opera would progress too fast, and he would run out of things to sing.

Sigh, he really regretted not reading more of Old Chief's novels back then.

One only realizes the shortage of books when you need them——he finally understood this saying.

"Did Gu Yan's surgery go well?" Gu Chengfeng asked, sitting down opposite Gu Jiao with a serious expression. "And just to be clear, I'm not asking out of concern. I'm just asking on behalf of Xiao Heng."

"It went well." Gu Jiao answered.

"Really?" Gu Chengfeng's eyes lit up.

Gu Jiao: Didn't you say you weren’t concerned?

"Yes." Gu Jiao nodded, "You can go see for yourself, but he’s probably asleep right now."

Gu Chengfeng’s eyes flickered as he picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and said while drinking, "What’s there to see?"

Despite his words, his gaze kept drifting toward the room where Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun were staying.

Gu Jiao asked, "Any news from my husband?"

Gu Chengfeng snorted, "What news could there be? The Han Family has been watching him. He’s been very cautious and hasn’t gone out much recently."

Thankfully, they had a falcon to send messages between them.

Gu Chengfeng asked, "So Gu Yan won’t relapse in the future, right? He’s really cured?"

Gu Jiao replied, "He shouldn’t relapse."

Gu Chengfeng was stunned, "What do you mean 'shouldn’t'?"

Gu Jiao said seriously, "As a physician, I need to be precise in my words."

Gu Chengfeng: "..."

"Last time, Gu Xiaoshun said he wanted to try the snacks from our opera house. I brought them, so I’ll take them in for him!"

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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?"

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—

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

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

He hasn't finished his lines yet though…