"Wangchao, I feel like you've come up with a terrible idea..." Shen Tang pointed at herself, warning Gu Chi not to play with fire. "If Gongxi Chou finds out I've taken over his body and used his clan's Sacred Object, won't he pin me in a coffin and nail it shut?"
Though they were the only two around, Shen Tang still lowered her voice, afraid someone might be listening through the walls and overhear their secret.
Gu Chi, however, calmly lowered his eyelids.
He didn't agree with Shen Tang.
In his view, his lord hadn't simply taken over the body of a "Sacred Object" and returned from the dead. There was a good chance she was the "Sacred Object" herself. Her memory was impaired, and as someone caught up in the situation, she had misjudged it. The strongest evidence was that whenever his lord got drunk, she became a completely different person. Once, after getting drunk while offering sacrifices to Yan An outside Yonggu Pass, she had said, "When I was young, I was indeed rather mischievous." She had admitted herself that the version of her who was sober was the same person she had been in her youth.
In other words, they had been the same person all along.
It was just that her memories were different when she was drunk and when she was sober.
There were still many secrets about his lord.
"Why does my lord think she took over the 'Sacred Object's body? Couldn't you have been the 'Sacred Object' all along?" Unable to suppress his doubts, Gu Chi asked, "If you are the 'Sacred Object,' you could recruit Gongxi Chou."
Shen Tang froze.
She had never considered that possibility.
But—
"That's impossible." Shen Tang rubbed her brow, her head aching. Gu Chi knew nearly all