Time goes back to late night during the Hungry Ghost Festival.

Both Gu Zhao and Lu Qi were busy dealing with the aftermath of the ambush, and it was not until early in the morning that Gu Zhao returned to the He family compound.

"Huh? Grandma? It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?" What was different from before was that He Zheng, who was often seen without seeing the dragon, was actually waiting for her.

He Zheng looked at her with a distant look, as if he saw something untouchable through Gu Zhao.

Hearing Gu Zhao's voice, He Zheng came back to her senses, waved to Gu Zhao, and asked her to sit down next to him.

After six years of getting along, Gu Zhao has developed a true affection for He Zheng and has long stopped treating her as an outsider.

She smiled at He Zheng, and then said to Aunt Wu next to her, "Mom, it's a good time for you to be here. Ask someone to help me wash my face." She touched the beard on her lips, "Every day.

My face is sticky and sticky, it’s really painful.”

He Zheng laughed angrily and said, "What are you still talking about? Who had to change himself to manage Shicheng in the first place? If you were like me, hiding behind your back, why would you need to disguise yourself every day?"

Gu Zhao raised his eyebrows, "Even if I hide, I can't show my true colors." She turned to ask Aunt Wu, "Are the people from King Li still staring at this side these days?"

Aunt Wu nodded, "Our uncle is not the type to give up easily. I'm afraid, Miss, you have to be more careful, otherwise when the time comes he comes with his death-seeking army, we old bones are no match for him."

She said with a smile, obviously joking with Gu Zhao.

Gu Zhao chuckled, "I know. So I found a target for him. Soon he will divert his attention and stop staring at me."

Since we are both in northern Xinjiang, sooner or later we will meet one day.

Even if He Changying hadn't caught Qin Xinglie's attention, the name "He Zhao" might have made him suspicious.

After all, Qin Xinglie was not a fool. If Gu Zhao had not died and had been able to hide it so well from him for so many years, it was most likely that he had been protected by He Zheng.

Isn't it natural for Gu Zhao to become He Zhao?

Mother Wu personally used a wet towel to carefully help Gu Zhao peel off the things on his face layer by layer. Looking at Gu Zhao's somewhat red cheeks, she said distressedly, "Look, what a mess this face is made of."

"I told you a long time ago, Miss, there is no need for you to do this, it is too hard. You should live a carefree life like our wife. With the power of Capturing the Dragon in your hands, what if you are King Li?"

Aunt Wu looked aggrieved, "He was the one who chose to give up on the young lady. If it weren't for the fact that the old lady's Sunset Villa was nearby, and we sisters heard the noise and rushed to save the young lady in time, would there still be a young lady in this world?"

"Since he only has eyes for his black-hearted mother, he will just live with his mother for the rest of his life. Why is he still pretending to you?"

While Grandma Wu was talking, her hand movements did not stop at all, and she lightly applied various self-prepared skin care balms on Gu Zhao's face.

Gu Zhao raised his head and let her smear it on his face obediently without saying a word to protest.

These two nuns had appeared in the palace in her previous life. At that time, they did not reveal their identities, but their help to her was real.

In this life, she and her grandmother finally met each other, and Gu Zhao finally experienced the feeling of family affection that he had been missing in his entire life. For the elderly who had been with He Zheng for decades, Gu Zhao also regarded them as the elders of his own family.

Gu Zhao didn't feel annoyed when they said a few words, but felt warm in his heart.

Because Gu Zhao knew that they were all for his own good.

He Zheng sat cross-legged on the Arhat couch, pinched walnuts, and after eating a few mouthfuls, he said, "If a man makes you happy, keep it. If you get bored, just throw it away. There are too many interesting things in the world.

Men are just one of them."

Although she is over sixty years old, she still looks like she is in her early forties, with only thin lines at the corners of her eyes and a free and easy expression.

Aunt Wu covered her mouth and laughed, "Come on, Miss and Madam are really descendants."

Several people in the room laughed together.

They all knew what this sentence meant, not only that Gu Zhao looked very similar to He Zheng, but both of them had the experience of cheating death and leaving the environment they were in.

This kind of behavior actually reveals the similar behavior styles of the grandfather and grandson - clear grudges and decisive decisions.

He Zheng abandoned his son who had abandoned him, and Gu Zhao gave up on Qin Xinglie who had disappointed him.

No matter what others would say, Gu Zhao's choice after waking up made He Zheng feel even closer to his granddaughter.

He Zheng snorted, "I was so stupid back then. Do I want to sell my life to the old Qin family?"

She glared at Gu Zhao, "Could it be that I taught you martial arts and you practiced hard every day just to risk your life and become an assassin in the Donghao Military Camp?"

Gu Zhao touched his slippery face, gave a thumbs up to Nanny Wu to express his praise, and then pushed his way to He Zheng very skillfully. "Thanks to my grandmother's good teaching, if I were before, I wouldn't have that strength at all."

, I definitely wouldn’t dare to assassinate Hideyoshi Kumamoto.”

He Zheng pushed Gu Zhao with a look of disgust, "Go, go, how old are you? Are you still imitating how young to act coquettishly with me? It's not embarrassing."

"Besides, did your grandma teach you kung fu to do such dangerous things?"

"As an assassin, you are really promising."
Chapter completed!