This kind of medicine was also needed by Long Siye to treat Di Fuyi's strange illness, so Gu Xijiu was not as caring as usual.
She hardly went out for activities all day long, and even the meals were delivered to her by Di Fuyi himself.
Because she was afraid of being exposed to Long Siye again, Gu Xijiu and Di Fuyi finally separated their houses, each having a guest room.
Gu Xijiu's medicine refining skills were taught to her by Cang Qiong Jade, as well as some knowledge of modern medicine.
Although Di Fuyi's medicine refining skills were extremely sophisticated, he didn't know much about modern medicine.
In addition, he was concealing his identity at the moment, so he couldn't.
He showed his high-end skills in refining medicine, so the job of refining medicine fell on Gu Xijiu.
Long Siye had a very lonely temperament, and he only passed down the key points of his alchemy skills to Gu Xijiu, and she was not allowed to pass them on to others.
They also sent a medicine boy to Gu Xijiu's side.
In the name of helping her, he was actually supervising Di Fuyi when he came in to steal the teacher.
Di Fuyi was actually very disdainful of Long Siye's arrangement.
Gu Xijiu was afraid that he would get angry, so she pulled him to a corner and had a heart-to-heart talk for a while before letting him live in another room safely.
Di Fuyi was actually very proud, and he was too lazy to steal his master.
So apart from delivering food and water to Gu Xijiu, he almost never entered Gu Xijiu's house.
It wasn't until midnight that Gu Xijiu finished refining the medicine she needed.
She breathed a sigh of relief and went to Di Fuyi's room to see how he was recovering.
Di Fuyi was sitting on the bed, but he was not meditating.
Instead, he was looking at the jade plaque in his hand.
When he saw Gu Xijiu coming in, he waved her over.
Gu Xijiu looked at the jade plaque in his hand and then at him: "This jade plaque looks very much like the jade plaque passed down by the Holy Lord."
Di Fuyi chuckled: "Of course, my own things naturally look like my own."
Gu Xijiu was suffocated.
She had guessed that Di Fuyi was the Holy Lord, but she was not entirely sure.
But now has he admitted it himself?
She raised her eyebrows and looked at him without saying anything.
Di Fuyi raised his hand and pulled her to him: "Didn't you already know this?
Do you need me to explain?"
After hearing these words, Gu Xijiu was shocked again despite being prepared for it, but she couldn't help but hum: "What do you think?"
He didn't feel that he owed her an explanation.
Di Fuyi sighed: "In fact, Holy Lord is just a name, representing an identity.
It is like a title for the emperor, and it does not refer to just one person.
Although having this identity looks extremely glamorous and is worshiped by everyone, but There are too many things I can’t help myself with, so I would rather be Di Fuyi and walk freely in this world, so that I won’t be so bored.”
Gu Xijiu disagreed: "The Holy Lord is just an identity, so this identity is also your specific identity.
The emperor can take turns, but there is only one Holy Lord."
Di Fuyi seemed to be joking: "It's impossible to say.
If you sit in my position, you will also be called the Holy Lord."
Gu Xijiu snorted.
If a fight broke out, she would not take it to heart.
She seemed to be remembering something: "I heard that the Holy Lord's real name is Huang Tu.
Which one is your real name?"
"A name is just a code name for a person.
Whether Huang Tu or Di Fuyi, they are both myself.
No matter what they are called, there is not much essential difference.
Di Fuyi is my identity when I often walk in the world.
Over the years, I have almost no identity.
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I have to forget my real name.”
There are very few opportunities for him to appear in the human world as the Holy Lord Huang Tu, only once or twice every hundred and eighty years
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