Aunt Liu said, "Oh no, I'm not mistaken. He looks so much like Aunt Huo, they are clearly blood-related!"
By chance, the old sacrificial officer was passing by on his way to Guozijian.
Aunt Liu, with sharp eyes, called out to him: "Uncle Huo! Your son is here!"
My son?
I have a son?
The old sacrificial officer, completely confused, went towards the entrance. Pushing the door open, he saw the Emperor.
The Emperor also saw the old sacrificial officer.
Their eyes met and the world seemed to collapse around them—
On her way to the Medical Hall to get medical supplies, Gu Jiao was reminded of her uncle's situation. She now knew that her uncle served as the sacrificial officer of Guozijian.
She decided to caution him not to come to this side for a couple of days to avoid exposing himself before the Emperor.
However, Gu Jiao had no idea that moments after she left, both men had metaphorically fallen from their horses.
On her way to the Medical Hall, Gu Jiao ran into Jiang Shi.