He was Prince Yan, the commander of the Grand Council. However, every time he was startled back from the nightmare of Xiu Niang, the only person he could think of and hope for was Gu Yun.
A person's weight was too heavy. Sometimes, it was too heavy for him to bear.
Master Liao Ran once said to him, "People's sufferings are to be held and not let go. The more you hold, the more your hands are full, and the more difficult it is to move forward." Changgeng felt deeply and admitted that he was right. However, one Gu Yun was already more important than a thousand catties to him. He couldn't let go — — because if he let go of this one, his hands would be empty.
If a person lived without any thoughts, wouldn't he become a broken flag that was blown by the wind?
Gu Yun raised his hand to hold his shoulder and gently knocked on his neck. Changgeng felt the pain, but he didn't avoid it and looked at him.
Gu Yun asked, "Why should I let you go through a mountain of swords and a sea of flames?"
"I want the country to prosper one day, the people to have something to do, and the world to be peaceful. My general doesn't have to defend the border. I want to untie the knot between the imperial power and the purple gold like Duke Feng Han has always resisted. I want the lighters running on the ground to be in the fields, and the kites flying in the sky to be filled with ordinary travelers who are bringing their families back to their hometown to visit their relatives … … Everyone can live with dignity." Changgeng held his hand tightly and put his five fingers through the gaps between his fingers, intimately intertwining them.
Gu Yun was stunned. This was the first time Changgeng told him what he was thinking, and it made it difficult for him to restrain his passion.
Unfortunately, when he thought about it carefully, no matter what it was, it sounded impossible.
"I can do it. Zi Xi, let me try." Changgeng whispered.
Since he had the power of the "evil god", couldn't he try to pry open the bloody path of the world and open an unprecedented path for mortals?
That year in Yanhui Town, a thirteen to fourteen year old youth had also confided in the young general about his dream of not living in vain. At that time, Gu Yun, who was still frivolous, poured cold water on him and told him coldly, "Heroes don't have good endings." Today, after experiencing the desert and going back and forth between the palace and the prison, General Gu himself truly understood what it meant by "Heroes don't have good endings." However, he couldn't say the same thing to Changgeng.
Putting himself in Gu Yun's shoes, if someone were to point at his nose and say: "Gu Yun, hurry up and go back to the Marquis' estate to retire. You're lucky to have lived until now. If you don't leave now, sooner or later you'll die without a burial ground."
What would he think?
In today's world, one foot in cold water and one foot in mud. It was inevitable that it would be difficult to move forward. After walking for a long time, one would be cold from the inside out. It was not easy to have a heart that would still bleed with passion and persevere on a path that one knew was impossible. If others … especially those close to him also poured cold water on him and acted as a stumbling block, wouldn't that be too pitiful?
He didn't speak for a long time. Just as Changgeng was feeling imperceptibly nervous, Gu Yun suddenly said, "We have kissed and hugged. What else do you want me to say? If a man talks too much, he won't have time to do anything else. Do you understand this principle? "
Changgeng was stunned. He saw Gu Yun snap her fingers and the half-dead gas lamp at the head of the bed immediately went out. Before dawn, the room was dark. The bed curtains that were usually hung up fell down and swayed slightly from the cool morning breeze that came in through the window. Changgeng didn't have time to react. His waist belt was loosened and he didn't know when it was taken away. He hadn't recovered from the 'mountain of daggers and sea of flames' oath just now and his face turned red.
"Zi, Zi Xi …"
Gu Yun responded indifferently. She impatiently flung the silk cloth off her arm and leaned lazily on the soft brocade quilt. Her fingertips brushed across Changgeng's lapel, "Back then at the hot spring courtyard, you said you thought of me … What did you think?"
Changgeng, "…"
"Aren't you quite good at talking?" Gu Yun laughed softly, "Tell me about it."
Changgeng had never seen such teasing and teasing flirting. He was tongue-tied, "I … I …"
"When it comes to this kind of thing, it's not enough to just think about it." Gu Yun caressed Changgeng's waist through his clothes and touched his thigh. Changgeng almost jumped up. He couldn't even breathe. He struggled to grab Gu Yun's mischievous hand. A fire burned from his lower abdomen to his throat. He felt like he was going to be burned to ashes.
Gu Yun had already opened his lapel.
Changgeng felt a chill on his chest. He suddenly realized something and pressed Gu Yun's hand down. However, it was too late. The scars on his chest and neck were suddenly exposed. The feeling of being touched by those slightly calloused fingers was indescribable. On one hand, Changgeng couldn't help but dodge. On the other hand, his mouth was dry and his ears were ringing. He didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
Gu Yun had been on the road for days and waited by the bed for an entire night. Coincidentally, the drug in his body had worn off and he couldn't see clearly. However, the atmosphere was just right. It was inconvenient for him to take out a glass mirror and wear it. Wearing that thing made him look like a long-armed engineer preparing to dismantle steel armor. It ruined the mood.
At this moment, he was relying on the touch of his hands to skim over the uneven scars on Changgeng's body. It was even more shocking than seeing it with his own eyes.
Gu Yun, "Does it hurt?"
Changgeng lowered his head and looked at him deeply. He didn't answer the question and said, "It has already formed scars."
Gu Yun's heart was filled with all kinds of feelings. Even his surging lust lessened a little. He narrowed his gradually blurred eyes and carefully rubbed those scars. Changgeng couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't bear it anymore and softly whimpered. He clasped Gu Yun's wrist.
"Don't be afraid," Gu Yun coaxed, "I'll dote on you."
If this half-blind man could see Changgeng's expression, he probably wouldn't say the words "don't be afraid".
Changgeng bent down and kissed him. Gu Yun's heart was burning from his kiss. Just as he was about to turn over and execute this person on the spot, suddenly, Changgeng did something wrong and called out to him, "Godfather …"
Gu Yun, "…"
He directly made Changgeng's voice soften. No matter how great his lust was, it was extinguished. He was rolled into a ball and locked in an iron cage.
Gu Yun took a few deep breaths. He wanted Chong Changgeng to shout, "Why are you blindly calling out in this kind of situation?" However, in retrospect, he didn't call out wrongly.
He heard that some men especially liked this kind of immoral taboo feeling in private. They were most willing to let their bed partners call out randomly under the quilt. Unfortunately, Gu Yun didn't have this hobby and couldn't understand it at all. In the past year and a half, he finally got used to Changgeng calling him by his full name. He gradually stopped treating him as his godson. Who knew that he would suddenly encounter the two words "Godfather" at such a crucial moment? It really made him dizzy.
Changgeng seemed to be unaware of his awkwardness. He couldn't help but call him a few times. He kissed him again and again without any rhyme or reason. There was a bit of devotion in the intimacy that made the old hooligan feel like he was sitting on pins and needles. The effect was excellent when combined with the address of "Godfather".
Gu Yun felt as if there were ants crawling all over his body. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head, "Don't call me that."
Changgeng stopped and stared at him quietly for a moment. Suddenly, he leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Godfather, if you can't see clearly, just close your eyes, okay?"
No matter how deaf Gu Yun was, he could tell that he was doing it on purpose. Besides, he didn't have time to be deaf, "… Are you in high spirits?"
Changgeng's eyes were shockingly bright in the dark bed curtain. He didn't give up and lowered his voice. He whispered in his ear like a spoiled child, "Godfather, you said back then, 'Even if I go to the capital, you will protect me'. Do you still remember?"
Gu Yun's expression changed a few times. He really couldn't resist Changgeng's new trick to pass the time. He could only plan a strategic retreat. He pushed Changgeng and said, "Enough, don't be shameless. Do what you should do … Hiss!"
"What should I do?" Chang Geng took advantage of the position just now to press him down again. His hand had already reached Gu Yun's lower back. When he was setting Gu Yun's bones at Jiayu Pass, he had already grasped Gu Yun's lower back. At this moment, with the precision of a doctor, he suddenly made a move. Gu Yun trembled violently and instinctively wanted to curl up. Chang Geng pressed several acupoints in succession, and half of his body was numb. Only then did Chang Geng calmly continue the second half of his sentence, "Didn't foster father just apply for an illness for me? Do you want to love me?"
Gu Yun, "…"
He realized that he was probably unlucky this year. He seemed to have offended Taisui and failed repeatedly.
In the blink of an eye, the sky was bright and the sun was high in the sky.
The bright early summer sunlight penetrated through the bed curtain without any explanation. Changgeng's eyes were brighter than the sun. He truly understood what it meant by 'after years of wishful thinking, one day of Qi deviation'. Nightmares were scarier than reality, but reality was much crazier than spring dreams.
After the craziness, he did not feel empty at all. His heart was very steady. He had never felt so steady in his life. His hands were still moving around Gu Yun's body endlessly. He kept calling him by Gu Yun's ear. He felt a little annoyed, but he couldn't control himself and couldn't stop.
He called "Godfather" for a while and "Zi Xi" for a while. He kept calling her "Godfather" and drilled into her ear. Even a deaf person who was under the effects of the drug would be forced to listen. Gu Yun could still feel a steady stream of hot air by her ear. Just now, he missed the opportunity and was tormented by that brat enough. Now that he was sleepy and tired, he was not allowed to sleep. There was simply no way to reason with him. She brushed him away in annoyance, "Don't be noisy."
Chang Geng caught a glimpse of the tiredness on Gu Yun's face and obediently shut his mouth. He gently pressed down on Gu Yun's waist with just the right amount of strength. It relieved Gu Yun's tiredness and did not touch Gu Yun's itchy flesh.
Gu Yun, "…"
So he did it on purpose in the past!
Did that Chen guy teach him how to treat illnesses and save people or how to practice evil?!
Gu Yun was about to flare up when suddenly, Changgeng frowned. He gently pressed his palm on the bones between Gu Yun's chest and abdomen a few times. Then, he pinched his wrist's pulse.
Gu Yun said angrily, "You're not done …"
Changgeng, "When did you get a new injury?"
Gu Yun, "…"
It's over. Other than practicing evil, that Chen guy seemed to have taught him some real skills. He could even feel it!
At this critical moment, Gu Yun had no choice but to use the "I'm deaf, I can't hear anything" technique. He innocently turned over and stopped moving with his back facing Changgeng, indicating that he was already asleep and that unrelated people could kneel down and rest.
Changgeng examined him from head to toe. However, it had been some time since the frightening explosion. Firstly, Changgeng's medical skills were not as godly as Chen Qingxu's. Secondly, Gu Yun's injuries had mostly healed. They did not find out anything, so the two of them fooled each other like this.
His Royal Highness Yan Wang claimed to be sick and did not show up for the entire day. The palace, the Military Council, and a group of important officials sent people to ask about him, but they were all sent away by Huo Dan. Huo Dan was born in the military, so he would definitely abide by the commander's orders. If he said that he was not to be disturbed, then he did not dare to disturb him. He quietly stood at the gate like a guardian. At the same time, he was still puzzled by the question of "how did the commander come in?" Since he had nothing to do, he began to tidy up the lax defense of the Marquis's residence.
Gu Yun ran back two days early as if he was in a rush to reincarnate. He did not sleep for the entire night. He finally managed to eat meat, but his posture was not right and he almost choked to death. He was simply mentally exhausted. He slept until the afternoon. When he woke up, his body and mind were still very strange. He did not know whose sick leave it was.
He wanted to flare up, but he felt that it would be petty to flare up over such a trivial matter. He could only sulk and think to himself, "Next time, I must sew his mouth shut."
After Gu Yun got up, he searched around for the glass mirror. However, he did not know where that little thing went. He searched for a long time but could not find it. Instead, he was held by a warm hand.
Changgeng leaned over and whispered in his ear, "General Shen and the others have not arrived yet. You don't have to go out today. You don't have to take medicine, okay? I will take care of you. "
Gu Yun did not use it much anyway. He nodded his head indifferently, "There is no need to take care of me. I am used to it. I can't find my glasses. Go and get me a new one."
Changgeng hugged him and said, "I was the one who took away the glass mirror."
The relationship between the two seemed to have undergone a subtle change. It was indescribable.
In fact, since childhood, when they were still adopted father and son, their relationship was very close. When Changgeng's affectionate feelings were unscrupulously released during the war, Gu Yun first softened and compromised. He even fell deeply into it. Letters and battle reports came and went together, one after another. Their feelings could not be said to be not deep … However, there were many things that were not as passionate and ecstatic as this moment. It was as if even if there were another foreign enemy besieging the capital, they could forget about it. Heaven and earth had melted into a square inch, let alone other things.
Gu Yun asked in surprise, "Why did you take my glass mirror?"
Changgeng smiled and said, "I like it."
After saying that, he carefully helped Gu Yun put on his clothes and bent down to help him put on his shoes. He did his best and was meticulous and considerate.
His Royal Highness Yan Wang was like a monk who abstained from sex all day long. Those who did not know him would think that he was a gentleman. However, after this battle, Gu Yun finally understood that under this sanctimonious appearance, there was a bunch of unimaginable "interests" that normal people could not understand.
What did he like? Did he like that he was blind?
Changgeng did not speak loudly. In order to let Gu Yun hear him, he always whispered to him, saying things like "be careful of the threshold". When they walked to the door, Changgeng instinctively reached out to support himself on the door frame. He was gently stopped by him without any explanation. Changgeng said willfully, "Don't touch anything else. Just support me."
This unprecedented sense of complete control almost drove Changgeng crazy. He was unwilling to let go for a moment. Sometimes, he would say a few words and come over to ask for a kiss. He was never tired of it. After a while, Gu Yun was so tired that he felt goosebumps all over his body.
Gu Yun could not understand even if he was beaten to death. He was originally alienated and restrained. He would not even look at her when she changed his clothes. How did he become so crazy after just one night in bed?
Gu Yun said, "I'm not disabled even if I can't see. You don't have to keep supporting me. Aren't you busy all day long?"
Changgeng said, "Then come with me to the study."
After Gu Yun left, his study was basically Chang Geng's territory. Gu Yun, who had been at the border all year round, suddenly felt a little unfamiliar. Chang Geng helped him to sit down. The sun shone on the faces of the people in the study from a very familiar angle. Gu Yun suddenly felt something. He stretched out his leg and, as expected, touched a small stool under the table. "This thing is still here."
Changgeng bent over and picked up the small stool. He saw that there were a few vivid little tortoises on the wooden stool. They were biting their tails and forming a circle. There were childish words engraved on the side, "Although the divine tortoise lives long, ten people surround it."
… The donkey's lips did not match the horse's mouth.
Changgeng laughed for a long time. He pulled Gu Yun's hand and pressed it on the engraving. He asked, "You did this?"
"Don't laugh. I didn't study seriously for a few days when I was young," Gu Yun smiled slightly, "I read books in the palace with the Emperor and the Prince of Wei. The Old Marquis's knowledge was ordinary. He only read a little more military books. He found a sour old scholar to recite scriptures for me. I fell asleep after listening to him for a while. I could only find entertainment for myself. Oh, go on with your work. I haven't been home for a long time, so I'll just walk around."
"Don't," Changgeng hurriedly said, "I like to listen to you. Then what?"
Gu Yun looked embarrassed. This was not something to be proud of, but it was rare for Changgeng to be happy. Gu Yun took it as making him happy and continued, "At that time, I was very troublesome. Teacher was afraid of me and did not dare to discipline me in person. He ran behind my back to complain to The Old Marquis. Other than beating me, The Old Marquis punished me to do a horse stance on the stool. If I trembled, I would fall off. He was really not like his own father … Later on, I felt that the old goatee was really not a good person for complaining all the time. So I discussed with Shen Jiping and stole some laxatives to put into teacher's tea."
"Laxatives were originally nothing. It was just that we were both young and did not know how to control our strength. Teacher was also old and his body was weak. He almost drank it to death. The Gu family had not had such a crazy prodigal son in two hundred years. The Old Marquis was furious and wanted to beat me to death. Fortunately, the Princess stopped him … Oh, my mother later admitted that it was not that she did not want to beat me. It was because her body was cold and it was not easy for her to give birth. She was afraid that beating me to death would end the Gu family's line."
Changgeng imagined it and felt that if he had such a naughty child, he would also beat him to death. However, he immediately remembered that the unlucky child was Gu Yun. He felt that if he were The Old Marquis, even if this person really killed someone, he would probably have to personally pay for it with his life. He would definitely not bear to touch a single strand of his hair.
He could not help but laugh for a long time and asked, "What happened after that?"
Gu Yun paused for a moment. He really could not maintain the smile on his face. He restrained his expression and was silent for a moment before he said, "Later on, the two of them felt that they would be out of control if this continued, so they simply brought me to the Black Iron Battalion's encampment in Beijiang."
His childhood, where cats and dogs didn't like him, came to an abrupt end just like that.
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