After the third update, Gu Yun was exhausted and wanted to go back and rest, but was affected by Chen Yi's words, and his steps turned to the backyard without realizing it.

At this time, there were no lights on the entire capital. Chang Geng had already fallen asleep. Gu Yun did not disturb the old servant outside and entered his room gently. He took advantage of the snow light outside the window and was about to pull the quilt for Chang Geng. Suddenly, he found that the child was not sleeping soundly, as if he was nightmares.

"Are you not used to living in the Marquis' Mansion?" Gu Yun thought so, and buckled his cold fingers on Chang Geng's wrist.

Chang Geng shuddered violently, woke up with a breath of breath, his eyes were still confused, and he stared blankly at the person beside the bed.

Gu Yun shook his wrist gently and softened his voice: "Do you have a nightmare? What did you dream about?"

Chang Geng didn't say anything at first, but after a while, his scattered eyes gradually became focal. He stared at Gu Yun's eyes as if two balls of fire were burning in the middle of the night, and suddenly turned his hand and put it around Gu Yun's waist.

Gu Yun hung a piece of black iron on his shoulder, bringing a cool feeling of early winter. The cold iron was pressed tightly on Chang Geng's forehead. In a trance, Chang Geng seemed to have returned to the cold snowy night outside the pass. He shivered hard, and only then did he get out of the entangled nightmare and thought to himself: "I'm still alive."

The gears of the clock in the room were rustling, and the brazier had risen, spreading across the middle of the room like a big pot. Thin white air came out from below, and was immediately swept away by a special bellows, and the heat was slowly emitting, circulating the whole room warmly.

Gu Yun was suddenly hugged by him, and he was stunned at first, and then he felt a strange feeling in his heart. For the first time, someone was relying on him to do his best, almost feeling a little bit of dependence on each other.

Of course, he pretended to be "I'm invincible in the world" in his daily life. He clearly understood his own weight. If Hou Anding was really overestimated, he would probably have one person in the grass on his grave after several rounds of battle.

But at this moment, Gu Yun really felt an illusion that he "can do everything by himself".

Chang Geng's skeleton had grown up, but he was still as thin as a child. He reached out and could vaguely touch the bones under his ribs through his thin underwear.

This thin flesh and blood pressed on him lively and heavily. Gu Yun thought to himself that he had to take care of this child to grow up, just as the late emperor expected, watching him calm and stable, and live a hundred years of long life.

He was able to make up for the powerlessness he had for A Yan.

Gu Yun took off the iron armor on his shoulder, hung it aside, put it on Chang Geng's bed, and asked, "Do you miss your mother? - I mean your aunt."

Chang Geng shook his head.

Gu Yun and Changgeng could not hold up any deep affection for the late emperor. It was probably because he gave himself face, so he called the late emperor "Father" and asked, "Then do you miss Brother Xu?"

This time Chang Geng did not deny it.

Xu Baihu was the first good person he had met in many years. Although he was not capable, he was generous and gentle. His stepfather set an example and let Chang Geng know for the first time that a person could live peacefully.

However, Xu Baihu was busy with military affairs and was always away from home, which allowed Gu Yun to take advantage of the situation to fill the gap.

Seeing that he agreed, Gu Yun looked up at the vague bed tent, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and blurted out, "Brother Xu is better to you than me?"

Chang Geng looked at him in surprise, wondering how he asked about such an obvious thing.

This time, Gu Yun miraculously understood his eyes, and suddenly felt a little cool breeze swept across his heart. He said dryly: "There is nothing to do. It's hard to disobey the emperor's order, you can only make do with it."

Chang Geng: "…"

Gu Yun laughed, Chang Geng felt a slight vibration in his chest, and suddenly felt strange. The left half of his body felt a little uncomfortable at such a close distance. He wanted to stay away, but the right half of his body wanted to turn into pieces of paper and stick it over tightly.

The thought of staying and leaving seems to divide him into two.

And just as the gods and gods were fighting in his heart, Gu Yun suffered another problem of his hand.

Chang Geng's hair was scattered behind him, and unfortunately fell into his hands. He began to unconsciously twist Chang Geng's hair back and forth, with no heavy force, just gently pulling his scalp.

Chang Geng was excited and got goose bumps in his body. The blood in his body changed from walking to running wildly, as if he could hear the rustling sound of them passing through the blood vessels. A heat air from unknown origin dissipated into his limbs and almost burned through his skin.

Chang Geng suddenly turned over and took back his hair, instinctively said ashamed: "Don't do it!"

Gu Yun was suffering from disasters and illness when he was a child. He grew up late. He was still a child when he was twelve or thirteen years old. Therefore, he did not regard Chang Geng as an adult, and did not notice anything wrong.

He retracted his claws without hesitation, put his hands behind his head, and said to Chang Geng: "I have not gotten married, of course I have no children, and I don't even have brothers and sisters. I will inevitably be careless. If you don't tell me many things, I may not want to get them, so if you have any grievances, don't hide them in your heart, okay?"

His voice was low and nice, probably too tired, and he also had a little undetectable ambiguousness. He rushed straight into Chang Geng's ears, causing the young man's hair to stand on and a thin layer of sweat.

Chang Geng was nervous and wondering: "Just talk a few casually, why should I be so tempted to face a great enemy?"

"Your Highness, you are more responsible," Gu Yun smiled and patted his side, "Come on, lie down and tell me what I dreamed of just now."

When talking about dreams, the nameless wildfire on Chang Geng's body calmed down. He stared at Gu Yun for a while, forcing himself to resist the desire to reveal Urgu and Pan, and first tentatively said: "Sixteen, is there any poison in the world that can cause madness?"

Gu Yun rolled his eyelids in dissatisfaction: "Who are you calling in Sixteen?"

He scolded him, but he didn't care too much. Gu Yun paused and said, "There must be something. The world is so big, especially those foreign countries, where there are many herbs that are not available in the Central Plains. In addition, many of these gods and those gods passed down from generation to generation, and many mysterious tricks that we don't understand."

Chang Geng's heart sank, and he held the useless knife hanging on his chest hard.

Gu Yun asked back with some surprise: "Why did you think of saying this?"

Chang Geng's fingertips were cold, and the battle between heaven and man in his heart was revealed in a flash. He said in a muffled voice: "No, I dreamed that one day I became a madman and killed many people."

After saying that, before Gu Yun could make an evaluation, Chang Geng snatched: "Dreams are all opposite, I know."

He finally made a decision to hide Urgu tightly. With his youthful aura, Chang Geng refused to admit that he had the possibility of losing. He wanted to fight Urgu to the end and die Qingming.

However, even though he was so brave in his heart, he still didn't dare to ask what Gu Yun would think if he knew about this.

Chang Geng thought that even if he had a head and sores in his feet, his adopted father might not have complained about him, but what if he knew that he would eventually become a hysterical madman?

He instinctively avoided talking and was unwilling to go into it, and just asked, "Have you ever been stayed in the nightmare?"

Gu Yun blurted out: "How is that possible?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yun remembered Chen Yi and asked him to "be serious about Chang Geng". He felt that he was blowing too much, so he quickly coughed and looked for a supplement, "No...that's not the case. Sometimes when you sleep in the wrong position, you will have some random dreams."

Chang Geng: "What will you dream of?"

Gu Yun didn't like to talk about his feelings because he felt so embarrassed that he could tell. He was like stripping naked in front of someone and running around the street, and then he said: "It's a mess, I won't remember it when I open my eyes - you go to bed quickly, it will be dawn if I don't sleep."

Chang Geng has no sound.

But after a while, Gu Yun turned his head and looked at him, but saw Chang Geng opening his eyes and staring at him all the time. Finally, he couldn't help but have a headache.

"Okay," Gu Yun sighed, racked his brains to recall, and said in a tone of coaxing the child to sleep, "When I was a child, I dreamed that I was locked up in a place where my hands were not visible, and there was no movement around me, but I just knew that there were many wild animals that were eating people in that place, so I kept running - maybe the legs were not stretched that day, and people said that people who didn't stretched their legs could not run fast in their dreams. I ran to the end and felt that my legs were made of cotton, and the more I was anxious, the less I couldn't run."

Chang Geng asked, "What's the matter?"

Then of course I woke up from scare, what else can I do?

But Gu Yun never admitted that he had been awakened by fear, so he said in a sensation: "Then I ran out of patience, and I pulled out a big machete with a golden silk back inlaid from somewhere, stabbed the beast chasing me to death with one knife, and woke up with satisfaction."

Chang Geng: "…"

He actually wanted to hear a few serious words from the mouth of Gu, and he thought too much.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yun asked seriously: "Do you know what to do when you have a nightmare?"

Chang Geng hesitated for a moment, believed him again, shook his head seriously, waiting to listen to his high opinions.

Gu Yun said seriously: "The reason why you have nightmares is because there are night-dreaming ghosts in the house teasing you. The ghosts are afraid of filth. Remember to put a chamber pot at the door in the future, which will surely bombard them all."

Chang Geng: "…"

Chang Geng is particularly prone to taking other people's nonsense seriously. Gu Yun quickly discovered the fun of teasing him and was excited to laugh in the middle of the night.

Chang Geng once naively thought that his adopted father was visiting him, but now he realized that this guy was just here to spend time!

He turned over angrily, turned his back to Gu Yun, and the words "get out" were written in his back.

Gu Yun didn't get out. He kept watching Chang Geng's breathing gradually stabilize before gently pulling the quilt for him and getting up and leaving.

Before leaving, Gu Yun wanted to take away the shoulder armor he had just taken off. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he remembered that someone had heard from him before that a child could wake up in the middle of the night because his yang energy was too weak and he would cause unclean things. It would be better if he pressed the iron tool on the head of the bed.

Gu Yun never believed these nonsense in the private market before. At this moment, he suddenly felt that they might make some sense, otherwise why did they have been circulating for so many years?

So he left the pair of iron shoulder armor and left Chang Geng's bedroom in a single dress.

Marshal Gu may indeed be a ghost who wards off evil spirits. Chang Geng's second sleep was gone without those entangled ghosts and monsters, and he slept until dawn.

Unfortunately, after Chang Geng woke up, his face looked even worse than not sleeping all night.

He sat on the bed with a pale face, lifted the brocade quilt and took a look, and couldn't help but sigh in a crying voice, rolling himself into a ball, lowering his head and hugging his head.

The second time.

Chang Geng could no longer deceive himself, because this time his dream was real and straightforward... He desecrated his little adoptive father in the dream.

He buried his face in the quilt and roared vaguely. He was disgusted with shame and wished he could kill himself at the head of the bed.

This time, even the auspicious cloud-shaped scrap blade could not calm him down.

Just when the boy was in a state of confusion, his door suddenly rang.

Chang Geng's painful and depressed three souls were scared away by the seven souls. His first reaction was to roll the bed sheets into a ball in panic, gritted his teeth, and force himself to calm down, and open the door with weak legs and feet.
Chapter completed!