Having said that, one person and one horse majestically departed!
All that remained were five people and a feather-covered ground.
...
Gu Jiao had left the Military Camp. Ye Qing wasn’t there.
Oh?
Where is he?
"Over here!"
From a horse carriage not far away, someone waved at her.
"Young Master Jing?" Gu Jiao tilted her head curiously and rode over, "Why are you here?"
It seemed like the Duke Residence hadn’t participated in this selection process.
Young Master Jing said, "I’m here to pick you up! Were you looking for Ye Qing? I asked him to go back first, I’ll take you to the National Master Hall in a bit."
Gu Jiao replied, "I don’t need you to take me, I can return by myself. However, why are you here to pick me up?"
Young Master Jing hummed, "Isn’t it because my big brother asked me to come? He initially wanted to come himself, but it’s dangerous here with swords and sabers flashing. In case he got hurt, that would be awful, so I said I’d come in his stead!"
Gu Jiao inquired, "Does the Duke have business with me?"
"You..." Young Master Jing was confused by Gu Jiao’s reaction, crossed his arms, and looked at her from the carriage window, "Shouldn’t you... go meet my big brother?"
"Hm?" Now it was Gu Jiao’s turn to be confused.
Young Master Jing said, "You used my brother’s son’s identity to participate in the selection, what do you think?"
The Duke Residence... Young Master?
Gu Jiao opened her pouch and took out the Token.
Upon examining it, it indeed had the character "Jing" engraved on it.
Young Master Jing saw Gu Jiao’s bewildered face and cleared his throat, asking, "You... didn’t know about this until now, did you?"
"Hmm." Gu Jiao nodded blankly.
Young Master Jing: "..."
Gu Jiao put away the Token and asked Young Master Jing, "Why would the National Master seek out the Duke Residence? I thought your families weren’t on good terms?"
Young Master Jing sighed, "We aren’t, and my big brother initially intended to refuse. But when he heard it was you, he agreed. I really don’t know what’s so good about you, how you’ve so won my brother’s heart."
Gu Jiao earnestly said, "It’s just that I’m very good."
Young Master Jing once again: "..."
Since Gu Jiao used the identity of someone from the Duke Residence, it was only proper for her to meet the Duke.
However, she really hadn’t expected the National Master to choose the Duke Residence.
Young Master Jing, looking at the impressive Black Wind King, asked doubtfully, "Eh? Isn’t this the same horse that got its head battered and bleeding at the Xuanyuan Family last time? It looks quite spirited."
Gu Jiao replied, "It will get more and more spirited in the future."
Young Master Jing took Gu Jiao back to the Courtyard from their last visit.
The Duke sat in his wheelchair under the porch, silently gazing toward the gate, as if he had been eagerly awaiting Gu Jiao’s arrival.
His complexion appeared more rosy than last time, no longer the image of sickness.
According to Young Master Jing, his brother’s physical movements had become more agile, and he was writing more too.
Seeing Gu Jiao enter the Courtyard, the Duke’s eyes lit up, and the hands resting on the armrests of his wheelchair trembled slightly.
"Big brother, I’ve brought her here!" Young Master Jing walked in alongside Gu Jiao, placing himself in front of her.
The Duke frowned.
Make way!
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