Chapter 767 My True Identity Revealed (First Update)
Gu Jiao was very careful in the Imperial Preceptor's Hall, always using a youthful voice.
The woman's identity was not revealed.
It's better to just give it away!
Seeing two grown men acting like this, Yu He was practically going crazy.
What did he do wrong to keep running into these kinds of things?
He really didn't want to know the relationship between the eldest grandson of the emperor and Young Master Xiao!
You even called him "husband"! Are you two really going this far?
And also, Young Master Xiao, with such high combat prowess, you're actually the one below? Have you forgotten that you're already the new commander of the Black Wind Cavalry? Is this how you celebrate your promotion and wealth?
And also, Your Majesty, you're about to die, don't you know how to take it easy?
No, you two better take it easy!
One is a patient, the other is an injured person; what harm can they possibly cause to their bodies?
Yu He could no longer look at Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng the same way. He stood at the door, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Xiao Heng turned his head and saw Yu He, who looked as if struck by lightning.
His body stiffened, but he didn't push Gu Jiao away immediately. Instead, he hugged her even tighter, raised his wide sleeves to cover Gu Jiao's little head completely, and then gave Yu He a look that said, "You'll understand."
"Has anyone arrived?" Gu Jiao asked.
"It's nothing," Xiao Heng said calmly.
Yu He's lips twitched. "Your Highness, have you become so cunning?"
You even blushed last time! Then you quickly broke up!
So now you're treating me like a pumpkin?!
Yu He mentally complained that his gentlemanly image was about to crumble.
Do not look at what is improper.
Yu He closed his eyes again and groped his way into the house, placed the medicine on the table, and then groped his way out again.
Practice makes perfect.
He didn't hit the pillar.
Only after Yu Heren had gone far away did Xiao Heng's ears begin to blush.
He was easily embarrassed, how could he remain indifferent if someone saw him like that? But rather than pushing her away when her legs went weak, he decided to let Yu He watch him for a while.
Thinking of what she had just said, Xiao Heng was both amused and annoyed: "Why are you so cheeky?"
Gu Jiao, addicted to acting, put on an incredibly exaggerated little expression: "Men, you start a fire, you put it out yourself!"
Xiao Heng: "..."
Gu Jiao had a small notebook, in which she wrote down one entry after another.
Xiao Heng didn't have a notebook, but he memorized everything.
Every word she says is meant to be fulfilled, and interest will be added on top of that, compounded interest.
Gu Jiao was unaware that her husband had transformed into a cunning and ruthless wolf, plotting to one day devour her whole.
After drinking the herbal soup, Gu Jiao felt much more energetic, and her legs were no longer sore and weak, allowing her to walk a few steps.
Xiao Heng felt sorry for her and brought her a wheelchair.
"Please sit here," Xiao Heng said.
Gu Jiao thought for a moment, then sat down.
It was my first time sitting in it, and it felt quite novel.
"Where do you want to go? I'll push you—"
Before you could finish speaking, Xiao Heng saw someone using a large bear paw wrapped in gauze to push a wheel and speed down the corridor.
Xiao Heng: "..."
Gu Jiao sped all the way to the courtyard, which was full of lawns, making it difficult for the wheelchair to move around.
Horse King came running over excitedly, looking at Gu Jiao with curiosity.
"Push me over there," Gu Jiao said to Ma Wang.
Horse King went around behind Gu Jiao, used his head to push against the back of the wheelchair, and pushed Gu Jiao in front of Black Wind King.
Gu Jiao looked up and extended her hand: "Boss."
Black Wind King raised one of his horse's hooves.
A man and a horse shook hands amicably—or rather, shook hands on the hooves.
Both Black Wind King and Gu Jiao needed to rest and recuperate. Black Wind King obediently stayed in the courtyard to recover, but Gu Jiao was not so compliant.
She used the reins to lasso the horse king.
She doesn't have sled dogs, but she has a wheelchair horse.
King Ma pulled Gu Jiao along and they ran around the Imperial Preceptor's Hall.
About half an hour later.
The wheelchair in the Imperial Preceptor Hall is no longer usable.
A man and a horse sat on a path in the garden, with a broken wheelchair beside them, one of its wheels missing somewhere.
A man and a horse, covered in grass clippings, had perfectly synchronized expressions, both looking completely innocent.
When Ye Qing arrived with the new wheelchair, he looked at the mess on the ground and hesitated to speak.
Gu Jiao, the villain, accused first: "The wheelchairs in your Imperial Preceptor's Hall are of poor quality and need to be improved in the future."
Ye Qing: "..."
Ye Qing heard from Yu He that Young Master Xiao had woken up, so she came to check on his behalf to see how well he was recovering and whether there were any aftereffects. As a result, she saw someone speeding recklessly in the Imperial Preceptor's Hall.
He couldn't stop even when he shouted.
Then he heard a loud bang...
Ye Qing helped Gu Jiao back into her new wheelchair.
Gu Jiao looked at Ma Wang.
Horse King suddenly perked up!
Ye Qing's eyelids twitched violently: "Young Master Xiao, you need to rest more and not wander around."
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
I don't intend to stay away from things.
Just then, Black Wind King strolled over leisurely and took Horse King away.
Horse King didn't want to leave, but the two-and-a-half-year-old Horse King was no match for Black Wind King.
With one of the two troublemakers finally gone, Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He had never realized that Young Master Xiao was so mischievous.
So people really can't be idle?
Ye Qing walked around behind Gu Jiao, pushed the wheelchair with both hands, and said to Gu Jiao, "I will take Young Master Xiao back to the Qilin Palace."
Gu Jiao quickly said, "Wait, I won't go back to the Qilin Palace yet. Where is your master?"
Ye Qing replied truthfully, "Master is in the Purple Bamboo Forest."
Gu Jiao nodded and said, "Take me to your master."
Your master might not necessarily see you.
He's busy right now.
Alright, I'll take you for a stroll in the Purple Bamboo Forest first, so you won't cause trouble with Little Eleven again.
Ye Qing pushed Gu Jiao towards the direction of the purple bamboo forest.
Gu Jiao raised her hand to shield her eyes.
"Is your eye uncomfortable?" Ye Qing noticed her movements.
Gu Jiao said, "It feels a bit stinging after being in the bright light for a long time."
Ye Qing called out to a passing disciple.
"Senior Brother." The disciple bowed respectfully.
"Go and get an umbrella," Ye Qing instructed.
"Yes!" The disciple quickly went to the nearest courtyard to get an umbrella. "Senior Brother, here you go."
Ye Qing took the umbrella, opened it, and held it with one hand while pushing the wheelchair with the other.
He was skilled in martial arts, and pushing it up with one hand was effortless for him.
Gu Jiao thought to herself, Ye Qing is quite considerate and good-looking. Does he have a girlfriend? Should I introduce him to one?
The two entered the purple bamboo forest.
The disciple in the small bamboo house was sweeping the front yard, which seemed to be covered with endless fallen leaves. Gu Jiao always saw this young disciple sweeping the yard whenever she came.
"Senior Brother!" Upon seeing Ye Qing, the disciple put down his broom, bowed respectfully, and then greeted Gu Jiao as well, "Young Master Xiao."
"Is Master finished with his work?" Ye Qing asked.
"Not yet," the disciple said.
Ye Qing hesitated for a moment, then said to his disciple, "Go and announce that Young Master Xiao has arrived."
"Yes." The disciple put down the broom, walked up the steps, took off his shoes, opened half of the curtain, and entered the room.
Before long, the disciple came out and respectfully said to the two, "Master, please invite Young Master Xiao inside."
Ye Qing gave Gu Jiao a deep look.
As luck would have it, Gu Jiao also turned around and glanced at him.
Their eyes met, and Gu Jiao asked, puzzled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Ye Qing said, "You are the first person who has made Master make exceptions for you time and time again."
Gu Jiao touched her chin. "That's because your master and I both come from another time and space, so we're practically from the same hometown."
Ye Qing pushed the wheelchair into the courtyard, and his disciples laid wooden planks on the steps to make it easier for the wheelchair to get in and out.
The Imperial Advisor was not in the main hall.
"Come in."
The Imperial Advisor's voice came from the study.
Ye Qing ushered the man into the study and said to the Grand Preceptor, who was tidying up the display cabinet, "Master, this disciple will take his leave now."
"Hmm," the Grand Preceptor replied calmly.
Ye Qing turned and left the house.
The study was almost identical to what Gu Jiao had seen last time: children's toys, rolled-up portraits, and polished clay sculptures—
The Imperial Advisor was wiping a small figure on the clay sculpture at that moment.
The one sitting alone in a row seemed to have a very special status.
Relationships between people always progress through interaction. There are some questions that Gu Jiao might not have asked before, but now she asks them very smoothly: "Are these three little people you, Xuan Yuanli, and the King?"
“No,” the Imperial Advisor said.
"Huh?" Gu Jiao looked at him in surprise.
The Grand Preceptor paused in his rubbing of the mud figure and said, "There is no monarch."
“Oh, so it’s you and Xuanyuan Li.” Gu Jiao said, looking at the little clay figure. “I’m curious, who is the person sitting with you and Xuanyuan Li? He seems to have a very special status.”
"A very important person, both a teacher and a friend," the national advisor said.
Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow; the evaluation was a bit too high.
The Imperial Advisor placed the clay sculpture back on the display shelf, put down the rag in his hand, and turned to look at Gu Jiao: "You look like you've recovered quite well."
Gu Jiao said, "It's alright. My legs are a little weak, my eyes are a little sensitive to light, and I can't use my hands. Otherwise, I'm fine."
The Imperial Advisor nodded: "These will gradually heal, provided that you stay obediently in the house and don't run around."
It seems the Imperial Advisor also heard the news that someone was speeding in the Imperial Advisor's Hall.
Gu Jiao decisively changed the subject: "I came here today to talk to you about something."
"Speak," the Imperial Advisor said.
Gu Jiao said seriously, "It's about what you promised me last time. You said that as long as I win against the Black Wind Riders, you would tell me the whole truth. The time has come for you to keep your promise."
The Imperial Preceptor picked up a scroll and slowly unfurled it to reveal a portrait of Jing Yinyin.
He looked at the portrait and said, "Last time you asked me what my relationship with Jing Yinyin was. But I think you went to great lengths not just to find out about my relationship with Jing Yinyin. You wanted to know more about Jing Yinyin herself."
Gu Jiao also glanced at the portrait: "That's right, I'm very curious about Jing Yinyin."
The Imperial Advisor looked up at her with a complicated expression: "Didn't you ever think about why you would be curious about a stranger?"
This question stumped Gu Jiao.
Yes, why would she be curious about Jing Yinyin?
The Imperial Preceptor said, "You are Jing Yinyin."
Gu Jiao was slightly taken aback.
The Imperial Preceptor didn't beat around the bush; he simply laid out the facts before her: "You are Jing Yinyin, and Jing Yinyin is you."
Gu Jiao blinked and said, "How is that possible?"
The Grand Preceptor carefully put the portrait away and said, "Think about your medicine box and your past experiences, what is impossible?"
Gu Jiao remained silent.
The first-aid kit does indeed possess the ability to tear through space and time.
As for whether she was Jing Yinyin first or her past self first, the answer is beyond doubt.
She obtained the small medicine box during a mission in her previous life. It was originally supposed to belong to the godfather, but he said the box was too ugly and he didn't want it, so he gave it to her.
Gu Jiao thought for a moment and said, "That's still not right. If I am Jing Yinyin, why don't I have Jing Yinyin's memories?"
The Imperial Advisor said, "Your brainwaves were damaged during the time travel, which affected your memory."
The Grand Preceptor continued, "Xuanyuan Zi was poisoned while pregnant. It was an extremely potent poison, capable of killing both mother and unborn child. I used many methods to finally cure Xuanyuan Zi, but unfortunately, while the poison in the mother was neutralized, the poison in the fetus could not be reversed. The fetus died from the poison immediately after birth. However, an hour later, something incredible happened. The fetus miraculously came back to life."
“That surviving fetus was me…” Gu Jiao looked at the Imperial Advisor, “Then how did you recognize me?”
The Grand Preceptor succinctly stated: "Medicine chest, medical skills, habits."
Gu Jiao touched her chin: "Hmm."
The Imperial Advisor looked at her in bewilderment: "What's with your reaction? Are you really that calm?"
Gu Jiao spread her hands: "Am I supposed to jump around in a panic? Oh my god, I'm actually still Jing Yinyin! I've time-traveled more than once!"
The Imperial Advisor sighed, rubbing his forehead.
Stop with your exaggerated acting!
It's unbearable to watch!
Gu Jiao pushed the wheelchair to the Imperial Preceptor, stretched out her large paw, and took the scroll, placing it on her lap to open it.
She looked at the baby girl in the portrait and raised an eyebrow, saying, "I knew she was so cute."
Grand Preceptor: "..."
Gu Jiao: "Alright, you've given me the answer. I'm going back now."
The Imperial Advisor hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Gu Jiao turned her wheelchair herself and left the small bamboo house.
Her face darkened.
How could she not be shocked?
However, she could not show any emotion in front of the Imperial Advisor.
After all, he was the guy who stabbed the Xuanyuan family in the back; she couldn't possibly trust him completely.
What exactly happened?
She was actually Jing Yinyin; she had completely lost that memory.
Could it be that guy is lying to her?
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(End of this chapter)
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