Published at 27th of June 2025 7:13 am

Chapter 1610: 776 Regain Identity

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At this moment, Gu Jiao and Xiao Hen did not know that Auntie and Uncle had driven their leaky, rain-prone little broken car into the city, covered in dust and dirt.

After Xiao Hen returned to the room, Gu Jiao tied her already dry hair into a single knot at the top of her head and then went to the secret room.

I have to say, Xiao Hen’s craftsmanship was quite good, her legs indeed felt less sore and weak.

Gu Jiao placed the small first aid kit into the groove and changed into sterile clothes before entering the intensive care unit.

The time flow rates of the two dimensions were consistent; an hour outside was equal to two hours here.

However, the date display on the various machines seemed to be broken, showing only the time.

It was now 1:39 am.

Gu Changqing was wearing an oxygen mask, his body covered in tubes, lying on the cold, lifeless hospital bed.

The room was very quiet, with only the slight mechanical sounds from the machines.

Gu Jiao could clearly hear each of his heavy breaths, labored and weak.

The sword energy of that person shattered his internal strength, damaging all his organs, with half of his meridians broken.

She used the best medicine on him but still couldn’t guarantee he would be out of danger.

Beep.

The door behind her opened.

It was the National Master, calmly walking in, dressed in sterile clothes.

“How did you get in?” Gu Jiao asked.

She distinctly remembered locking the mechanism of the iron door.

“The door can be opened from the outside,” the National Master said as he walked up to the hospital bed.

If the door could be opened from the outside, did he deliberately avoid breaking in during the day to interrupt the king’s judgement on the crown prince?

This man was really strange, obviously one of the perpetrators from the Xuanyuan Family, yet repeatedly helping her, who had a connection to the Xuanyuan Family.

The National Master looked at the unconscious Gu Changqing and said, “You go rest, I’ll guard here tonight.”

Gu Jiao did not move.

Perhaps sensing Gu Jiao’s distrust towards him, the National Master slowly began to speak, “He came to find me, for your sake.”

Gu Jiao’s eyes flickered.

The National Master continued, “His purpose in coming to Yan Country was to cure your illness. His current state is not your fault, you don’t need to blame yourself; you fought for his life as well.”

He said this and turned to look at Gu Jiao, who happened to be looking at him.

Gu Jiao’s eyes were full of doubt, clearly unsure of which incident he was referring to.

The National Master then said, “When you killed the Howling Wolf at the border of Zhan Country. You knew you couldn’t defeat the Howling Wolf, yet you still wanted to eliminate this top enemy for Gu Changqing, almost dying at the hands of the Howling Wolf and contracting an epidemic.”

Gu Jiao withdrew her gaze, staring at Gu Changqing and muttering softly, “How could he even tell you this?”

The National Master explained patiently, “I need to know your past, the people and events you interacted with before and after each outburst, in as much detail as possible, to provide the most accurate diagnosis.”

Gu Jiao asked, “Have you diagnosed it yet?”

The National Master shook his head, “No, your condition is very complex and very unique. However…”

At this point, his tone paused.

“However what?” Gu Jiao looked at him.

The National Master said, “I have encountered several people whose conditions are somewhat similar to yours.”

Gu Jiao: “You speak so roundabout.”

The National Master coughed lightly, “It’s just that their conditions are somewhat similar to yours, but not completely the same. They also lose control, mostly during battles, and the reasons for their outbursts vary. Some are triggered by anger, others are at the brink of death. When not losing control, they are no different from normal people.”

Gu Jiao thought for a moment, “Does their strength increase after losing control?”

The National Master said, “Yes, but not as drastically as yours. That’s why I said your situations are similar but not completely the same.”

Indeed, it was different; the violent factors in her body were omnipresent, she had just grown accustomed to their existence.

It’s like someone born with pain, thinking that pain is normal.

Blood would trigger her outbursts, causing even greater discomfort, but after years of training, she had controlled it very well.

The uncontrollable situation occurred during battles, with blood, fighting, and death, all adverse factors combined to trigger her outbursts.

The National Master said, “I have been researching for years why these people initially lose control and found that it was not innate; the situation appeared after poisoning. You’ve seen Han Wuye, how do you think his skills are?”

Gu Jiao objectively responded, “Not bad. Wait, he wouldn’t be one of them, would he?”

The National Master said, “He is the most normal among them, almost never losing control. I listed him because his internal strength surged after poisoning, but the cost was aging.”

Gu Jiao rubbed her chin, “He turned white-haired at a young age, so that’s the reason. What poison is so powerful?”

The National Master shook his head, “I don’t know, I haven’t figured it out yet. The rest of them have all lost control at least three times. These people are all highly skilled masters, with two being the most dangerous.”

He used the word “dangerous.”

With his current identity and status, being described like this surely means facing an extraordinary level of danger.

Gu Jiao curiously licked the corner of her lips: “Who?”

The National Master replied indifferently: “I do not know their real names, only their Jianghu code names, one is called Dark Soul, the other is called Slash Heaven.”

Such incredible names, even my Mighty Overlord seems so weak in comparison.

The National Master, seeing her expression full of deep bitterness and hatred, didn’t realize she was pondering Jianghu titles, thinking instead she was contemplating their identities.

He said: “Dark Soul is now the advisor of Noble Consort Han. If I guessed correctly, the one who injured Gu Changqing is him.”

Hmm, looks like a high-status figure, no wonder he didn’t participate in Hei Fengqi’s commander selection. This kind of competition is beneath him.

The National Master said earnestly: “I want to remind you, do not go seeking revenge against Dark Soul rashly. You are not his match. The only one able to deal with Dark Soul is Slash Heaven. Unfortunately, Slash Heaven disappeared from Yan Country twenty-one years ago; no one knows where he went, and there’s been no news of him till now.”

Twenty-one years ago.

Wasn’t that the year Zhan Country’s late Emperor passed away?

Before Zhan Country’s late Emperor passed away, he had bestowed four Dragon Shadow Guards upon Princess Xinyang, and left an edict for the Emperor to have Princess Xinyang marry Marquis Xuanping during his mourning period.

Long Yi arrived that year amidst chaos.

Gu Jiao looked at the National Master and asked: “How old is Slash Heaven?”

The National Master thought for a moment and then said: “He was young when he disappeared, around thirteen or fourteen years old.”

That’s the same age as Long Yi.

Could it really be Long Yi?

Gu Jiao couldn’t help but think of the portrait she saw last time in the Book Pavilion, the boy in the portrait looked very much like Long Yi.

Gu Jiao asked calmly: “Can I see the portraits of Dark Soul and Slash Heaven?”

…

At dawn.

The King woke up from his slumber feeling exhausted; after all, he had taken medication, and its effects were still present, making him feel dizzy.

Zhang Dequan heard the commotion, quickly got up from the floor, and tiptoed to the bedside: “Your Majesty, you’re awake? Does your head still ache? Should I fetch the National Master?”

“No need.” The King sat up, gathered himself, and then asked, “Where are the Third Princess and Xiaoxue?”

Third, Third Princess?

The King had only called her Third Princess before Shangguan Yun’s full moon party. Once she was granted the title of Princess, the King only referred to her as such—either Princess in front of others or Yunyun in private.

The King might misspeak and call her Princess.

But the King would never mistakenly call her Third Princess.

It seems the abandoned young master is to regain royal identity.

Zhang Dequan promptly reported: “In response to Your Majesty, the Little Princesses are resting in the adjacent room. The palace’s wet nurses are looking after them. The Third Princess was in the secret room saving lives for three hours; she already had old injuries with nails in her backbone… and took a sword for Your Majesty. Commander Xiao said… whether she wakes up depends on her fate.”

Upon waking, the King briefly considered if his punishment for Shangguan Qi was excessive; initially, Shangguan Qi didn’t intend to kill him. It was the assassins who acted independently to incite the Crown Prince to kill the King.

But hearing that Shangguan Yun might not survive rekindled the King’s fury.

Why didn’t Shangguan Qi rush over to block the blade?

His rebellion caused Shangguan Yun to be injured!

And he didn’t even try to speak out or stop it, was he scared silly? Ha, probably tacitly approved of the assassins’ actions!

The King began to imagine scenarios, growing angrier with each thought: “I should have abolished him sooner!”

…

The King went to Shangguan Yun’s quarters.

Shangguan Yun’s injury was made with props, removing the bandages would actually reveal “stitched wounds.”

But in truth, the King wouldn’t be inspecting her bandages anyway.

The King looked at Xiao Hen, who was keeping vigil by the bed, and sighed: “Take care of yourself. Don’t ruin your health staying up. There are palace maids here.”

Saying palace maids but actually there was only one little palace maid.

The King felt increasingly guilty: “Zhang Dequan.”

“At your service.” Zhang Dequan stepped forward, understandingly: “I will return to the palace and quickly select a few capable palace maids.”

The King still had to attend court, so after standing by the bed for a while, he departed.

“Farewell, Royal Grandfather.” Xiao Hen clasped his fists in salute.

Already leaving?

Shangguan Yun instantly peeked out from behind the mosquito net.

Xiao Hen quickly pressed her back: “Royal Grandfather, take your time!”

He’s not out the door yet!

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