The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Gu Jiao was not faring any better than he was, as she stared blankly at his cold, sharp brows now tinged with desire, watched a bead of sweat slide down from his temple, and saw his exquisitely defined Adam’s apple move.

Gu Jiao felt that she was drunk again.

The moonlight that night was exceptionally beautiful.

But she felt that he was even more beautiful than the moonlight.

In her hazy state, she heard him say, “Once you graduate, I’ll take you away from the organization.”

She remembered herself agreeing, saying that they would leave together.

Unfortunately, that day never came.

……

In the pitch-black secret chamber, Gu Jiao lay on an ice-cold operating table as drugs and neurotoxins were injected into her body, the neurotoxins suppressing her loss of control, while the drugs slowly and relentlessly erased her memories bit by bit.

A red light lit up on the instrument beside them.

A man in surgical scrubs glanced at the data on the monitor and said, “That’s already the maximum dosage. If we inject her again, she’ll become an idiot.”

Nearby, another doctor in surgical scrubs paused for a moment. “The last vial.”

“Don’t do it, the risk is too high. She’s still useful to the organization, and the higher-ups never said to discard her.”

“Then half a vial.”

When the final half dose was injected, Gu Jiao completely lost consciousness.

……

The ninth month arrived once again, and Gu Jiao traveled with Xiao Heng, Long Yi, and Chang Jing across the ice fields toward Hidden Night Island.

This year, the ice fields seemed to grow cold earlier than usual, and along the way they unexpectedly ran into a blizzard, which caused the young couple to be separated from Long Yi and Chang Jing.

Strangely enough, despite the ferocity of the storm, Xiao Heng managed to drive the ice-field wolves and find the correct direction.

And whenever this happened, there was always a cold, oppressive aura about him that was entirely different from the one he carried in the imperial court.

The two of them arrived at Hidden Night Island first, and two days later, Chang Jing and Long Yi also made it there.

Gu Jiao was very surprised. “Chang Jing and Long Yi are both from Hidden Night Island and grew up alongside ice-field wolves, yet you actually arrived faster than they did.”

Being praised by his wife made Xiao Heng inwardly smug a hundred times over, but that pride did not last long.

Because Gu Jiao went to see that man again.

He knew it. Everything about accompanying Long Yi back and visiting Chang Jing’s relatives was just an excuse!

She had come here to tend that man’s grave!

Yes, that man had died miserably, burying his bones on Hidden Night Island just to cultivate the purple herb, using his own flesh and blood as nourishment.

But she always kept him in her heart, and he felt jealous too!

He sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, his hands tucked into a hand-warmer, his face dark as he shook one leg incessantly.

Chang Jing walked over carrying a plate of freshly washed fruit and asked him, “Want some?”

“No.” He rejected it expressionlessly.

He had no appetite.

From where he sat, he could clearly see the direction of the graveyard, where Gu Jiao braved the biting cold wind, clearing the accumulated snow from the grave bit by bit.

She worked with great care, completely ignoring the fact that her hands had been frozen red.

Xiao Heng ground his teeth.

After shaking his left leg, he shook his right, his small sideways glances icy with resentment.

Chang Jing ate the fruit with great relish.

Xiao Heng shot him a look.

Couldn’t you go help her for once?

All you know how to do is eat!

Can’t you see her hands are frozen like that?

If you went to help her, wouldn’t she no longer have to personally pay her respects to that man?

Honestly, you don’t understand how to share the worries of your future brother-in-law at all.

I’m not letting you be my brother-in-law anymore.

You’re out!

Chang Jing ate his fill but still remembered to leave half for Feng Wuxiu, since he had promised Feng Wuxiu to bring back some Hidden Night Island fruit and fish on the way back to the State of Zhao.

“Long Yi!” Xiao Heng called out angrily as he stared at Gu Jiao’s reddened hands.

She was already grown up, yet she still didn’t know how to take care of herself. Would it hurt to let Long Yi handle something like this instead?

Long Yi was in the secret chamber and could not hear Xiao Heng at all.

Xiao Heng swore that he was absolutely not acting out of curiosity; he was simply going to call Long Yi out to do some work!