Chapter 1916: Chapter 950: The Grand Finale (Part 7)
Chang Kun took out an old portrait: “This is what he looked like the first ti I saw him. I was afraid I would forget, so I painted it early on.”
Gu Jiao saw a tall man wearing military boots, draped in a cloak, with a cold expression.
“Godfather…”
So the person Master Rong had seen was indeed the Godfather. His appearance hadn’t changed, not because he had taken so elixir of immortality, but because he had crossed over here again and again.
Gu Jiao clutched the portrait tightly. “Where has he gone?”
Chang Kun said sadly, “He died.”
Gu Jiao’s eyes shuddered. “What did you say?”
Chang Kun sighed, “Every ti he ca here, he planted a batch of purple herbs, but for so reason, they just wouldn’t grow initially. Later, he passed away, and on his deathbed, he asked to bury him under the purple herbs. Isn’t it strange? The following year, large swathes of purple herbs grew where he was buried.”
Gu Jiao stared blankly at the portrait, and suddenly tears fell down.
…
At night.
Ye Qing ca to Gu Jiao’s room.
Gu Jiao sat quietly by the window.
Ye Qing opened his mouth and said softly, “How should I address you now? Miss Gu, Little Commander, Madam Xiao, or—”
Gu Jiao replied, “Anything is fine. Your master…”
Ye Qing stood in front of her, lowered his eyes, took a deep breath to suppress the lump in his throat, and spoke as usual, “My master, the old man, went off to roam the world. Before he left, he ca to see on Dark Night Island. He had sothing for to give you.”
Gu Jiao took the box and opened it.
Inside were the three clay figurines sitting under the peach tree and an unfinished portrait of a general.
Now, the National Master had filled in the missing face.
It was her face.
Ye Qing turned away and subtly wiped the tears from his eyes, calmly saying, “My master has a story for to tell you.”
Gu Jiao said, “Tell .”
Ye Qing considered his words and slowly began.
“Once upon a ti, there was a down-and-out magician who was beaten and left for dead on the streets after offending the young master of a wealthy family. In his dying monts, an ethereal woman saved him. She said, ‘You remind so much of an old acquaintance of mine.’
“Because of a similar face, the woman treated him, took him in, taught him everything, and even introduced him to the young master of the Xuanyuan family.
“He thought that the old acquaintance must have been very important to her. He considered pretending to be that person, but ultimately, he didn’t do it.
“The luckiest thing in his life was eting her, but his biggest regret was predicting that one fortune.
“Don’t seek him out beyond the distant back mountain.
…
When Xiao Hen entered the room, Ye Qing had already left.
Gu Jiao was burning paper money.
Two braziers.
Xiao Hen looked at her with pity and said, “One is for the first island owner of Dark Night Island, and the other is—”
Gu Jiao whispered, “An old acquaintance.”
…
Dark Night Island is even farther than Yan Country. Returning now would an facing the extre weather of the ice fields, so Chang Kun and Chang Jing temporarily stayed at the Marquis Residence.
This suited Gu Jiao’s plans; she also intended to visit Dark Night Island. By spring, she would likely give birth.
By then, she would return with Chang Kun and Chang Jing.
In October, Shangguan Qing returned to Yan Country.
In the sa year, during the twelfth lunar month, Pri Minister Yuan caught a cold and beca much weaker.
Feeling overwheld and powerless, Pri Minister Yuan submitted his resignation to the Emperor.
The Emperor, after several attempts to persuade him to stay, finally accepted his resignation in February of the following year, appointing Xiao Hen to the position of Pri Minister.
Thus, the youngest pri minister in the history of the six countries took office.
And on Xiao Pri Minister’s first day in office, Gu Jiao went into labor.
The newly appointed Pri Minister, who hadn’t even settled into his seat yet, stumbled down in front of his subordinates who had co to pay respects, knocking his official hat askew!
The Cabinet officials had never seen Lord Xiao so flustered before, and they were all stunned.
Xiao Hen didn’t care about his image anymore and imdiately rode back to the residence!
Gu Jiao was carrying twins; her belly was larger than that of the average pregnant woman, and her due date ca half a month early.
She had gone into labor while strolling in the Garden with Princess Xinyang. She remained relatively calm.
Princess Xinyang, however, wasn’t calm at all. Seeing Gu Jiao able to walk back on her own almost made her question her life.
Xiao Ji: Ha, when I watched you calmly walk back to the birthing room, I also felt like questioning life.
Originally, there was one fetus that had already engaged, but today, the positioning of the twins was off!
The midwives and female doctors were shocked.
Generally, once a fetus has engaged, the position doesn’t change.
So what exactly is the situation? Could it be that one… was kicked to the side by the other?
The midwife took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, “Don’t panic, don’t panic. If the fetal position is off, we’ll just adjust it. Which one should we turn first?”
She touched Gu Jiao’s belly, “This one, this one is closer!”
As soon as she said that, ready to exert force, the other baby kicked Gu Jiao’s belly and shook their little foot next to her belly.
The midwife was once again bewildered, “What’s going on now?”
The female doctor hesitated and said awkwardly, “Maybe he (or she) ans… they want to co out first?”
As evening approached, a loud cry pierced the tranquil sky, announcing the birth of the Pri Minister’s little daughter!
A quarter of an hour later, the Pri Minister’s little son was born too.
With the auspicious birth of the dragon and phoenix twins, the horizon was covered in a glow that enveloped the entire residence, and all the citizens of the Capital City witnessed the celestial on, exclaiming that it was truly a divine blessing.
Xiao Hen hadn’t paid attention to the two little ones yet; his first move was to go to the birthing room.
The little ones, held by the midwife and female doctor, seed a bit aggrieved, as if accusing their father for not holding them right after birth.
Xiao Hen went directly to the bedside.
Gu Jiao, having just given birth, was tired and weak, unable to muster the strength to speak.
In a daze, she saw a tall figure erging from the glow of the sunset.
He reached out his cold, pale, slender hand to touch her forehead.
That was the most beautiful hand she had ever seen.
(The end of the main story—)
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