The Gu family mansion did not become peaceful after Gu Chen's return.

The twelve guards, coming and going anxiously, awaited Jin Yao's diagnosis.

Wu Zhao did not wait outside the door, but instead went back to his room.

She collapsed to the ground as soon as she entered the room, her whole body trembling.

Phoenix's tiny bird head touched her sweaty face.

"Master, are you alright?" His voice was full of worry.

Wu Zhao struggled to sit up and leaned against the door. "It's nothing... It's just heavenly tribulation. I'll get through it."

“I told you that guy wasn’t a good person! You shouldn’t have believed him back then and tried to be a good person. So what if the sorcerer acts recklessly? Those people deserve to die!” Phoenix became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and even spat out a few wisps of flame.

With a light chuckle, Wu Zhao poked the bird's head and said, "If it weren't for him, your master would have turned to ashes three thousand years ago."

"Hmph, so what? It's no big deal..." Phoenix muttered under his breath, realizing he was in the wrong.

Feeling the constantly tearing meridians and dissipating spiritual energy within his body, Wu Zhao sighed deeply.

...As expected, impulsiveness comes at a price.

Seeing Gu Chen's dull eyes and weak appearance, she suddenly found it hard to control her anger.

She pressed her chest, somewhat puzzled as to why her heart had been pounding so hard.

"Master?" Phoenix flew over and asked when she didn't speak, "What's wrong?"

Wu Zhao lowered his hand and closed his eyes. "It's nothing. Maybe... it's just a side effect of being struck by too much lightning."

As she spoke uncertainly, Lan Yao's voice sounded from outside the door: "Miss, I made you something to eat. Why don't you come out and get something to eat?"

"Okay, I'll come right after I change my clothes."

Wu Zhao responded and slowly stood up after the intense pain subsided.

"Tsk, what a hassle." Noticing that his body was a little stiff, Wu Zhao paused.

She breathed a sigh of relief after getting used to the feeling of blockage in her body.

After slowly washing his clothes and face, Wu Zhao gradually moved out the door.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Lan Yao asked in surprise as she saw her walking downstairs in an odd posture.

Wu Zhao's lips twitched slightly: "Nothing... I just twisted it!"

"Let me help you." Qingyao took three steps at a time and went upstairs. "Be careful."

After finally getting downstairs, Wu Zhao asked, "How is Gu Chen?"

Lan Yao's hand, which was setting out chopsticks, froze for a moment. Her expression turned serious. "Jin Yao said that the head of the family seems to have been given an unknown drug, and that's why he can't see anymore."

"He took some of the patriarch's blood to see if he could analyze its composition. Also, the patriarch has an external injury on his forehead, which should be... caused by the old patriarch's cane."

Thinking of the old man, Wu Zhao frowned: "He is indeed not at the old house today. He must be really sick and has been admitted to the hospital."

There was a very faint aura of illness outside a room near Gu Chen; it must be the old man's aura.

"By the way, should we inform the Gu family and the Huo family? The young lady has been very worried about the head of the family since she was locked up at home. I heard she cried several times."

After Gu Chen was left at the old house, Huo Weiwei was taken back by the Huo family. At this time, she was unaware that Gu Chen was safe and sound.

"They probably already know, after all, they have people in the Gu family's old mansion." Wu Zhao sat on the sofa, casually picked up a freshly baked cookie and took a bite.

She sensed several different intentions at the Gu family's old residence.

Since Gu Chen left, the Gu family mansion has been like a sieve, having been infiltrated by various forces.

Gu Yang and his two companions were still smugly taking the old house from Gu Chen, even though they were not under the surveillance of other families.

"It seems the Huo family... isn't peaceful either." Qingyao poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Wu Zhao. "The security at the villa must be strengthened these next few days."

Zi Yao nodded in agreement: "Hei Yao and I will make the arrangements, don't worry. You all hurry up and heal the patriarch's eyes, Yue Jinsheng and the others will not let this go."

As Wu Zhao ate his cookies and listened to the group methodically arranging things at the villa, he couldn't help but think: Sure enough, these people can only function properly when Gu Chen is around.

After eating a plate of warm, soft cookies, Wu Zhao finally felt alive again.

Patting his fingers, which were stained with sugar, Wu Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "I'll go check on Gu Chen. You guys make the arrangements."

"Ok."

The group watched as Wu Zhao slowly went upstairs and pushed open Gu Chen's door.

Qingyao asked cryptically, "When do you think Miss Wu will be able to win over the family head?"

"I'm curious when we can start calling her 'Young Madam'? Calling her 'Miss Wu' all the time doesn't feel very intimate," Zi Yao said with a shrug and a grin.

Lan Yao glared at them irritably: "If you're so bored, go outside and build another layer higher on the courtyard wall, so you don't have nowhere to use your energy."

"You're still not giving up, huh?" Qingyao sneered. "Let's go, let's figure out a way to build a wall around our yard."

upstairs.

As soon as Wu Zhao opened the door, she smelled disinfectant, and then she saw Gu Chen lying on the bed.

Under the orange light by the bedside, you could see white bandages covering his handsome face.

Approaching cautiously, Wu Zhao noticed that his hand was resting outside the bed.

Wu Zhao grasped that hand, intending to place it under the covers.

Unexpectedly, the other person gently grasped my hand.

"Gu Chen?" Wu Zhao struggled for a moment but couldn't break free, so she stopped moving.

Gu Chen didn't open his eyes, but whispered, "Zhao Zhao, your hands are so cold."

Gu Chen's palms were warm, making the sensation of touching Wu Zhao's cold fingers all the more pronounced.

"Um... I just washed my hands," Wu Zhao said evasively.

She immediately sensed that Gu Chen's mood suddenly dropped, and the purple aura that had been clinging to him seemed to be rubbing against the back of her hand in a pitiful manner.

Wu Zhao felt a little guilty: "What's wrong?"

"Zhao Zhao, I can't see... Don't lie to me." Gu Chen's voice was very soft, almost inaudible.

Feeling the cold fingers in his palm twitch, Gu Chen tightened his grip on her hand.

He said, "You're sick, aren't you?"

“…Hmm.” Wu Zhao dared not lie to him anymore and answered honestly, “It’s just a minor injury, you don’t need to worry.”

After a moment of silence, Gu Chen said, "Zhao Zhao, thank you."

Joyful purple energy surged into her body, continuously repairing her meridians that had been shattered by the lightning punishment.

“I promised you I would protect you.” Wu Zhao looked down at the hand being held. “Don’t worry, I’ve already dealt with part of the curses on Yue Jinsheng and you. I believe you’ll soon be able to get rid of the wheelchair and stand up again.”

Seemingly unsurprised by the matter, Gu Chen's dejected voice carried a faint smile.

"Okay, I believe you."

Looking at his closed eyes, Wu Zhao said somewhat awkwardly, "I just don't know when your eyes will be able to see again..."

She currently lacks the strength to help Gu Chen regain his sight and can only hope that Jin Yao can analyze the drug's components as soon as possible.

Gu Chen stroked her hand, transferring the warmth of his palm to Wu Zhao.

"It's okay, you'll always be by my side, right?"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and those empty, lifeless eyes gleamed with a faint golden light under the warm glow of the night lamp.

The beauty mark under her eye was exceptionally clear and captivating.

It was as if I was bewitched by those beautiful eyes.

Wu Zhao couldn't help but move closer, his warm breath brushing against Gu Chen's eyes.

She didn't notice Gu Chen's body gradually tensing up under the blanket.

"Zhao... Ugh!"

A light, almost imperceptible kiss landed on his eyes, and an indescribable heat instantly filled Gu Chen's body.

Wu Zhao's voice rang in his ears: "I promise you until you regain your sight."

"Be my eyes."

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