When Chang Geng pushed the door and entered, he saw Gu Yun leaning against the head of the bed, with a mottled wind cutting blade standing on his knee, and there was an indescribable loneliness on his pale face.

Although I couldn't hear the sound of the door, Gu Yun immediately restrained his expression when he felt the light wind seeping in from the door: "Why are you back..."

He thought Chen Yi was leaving and returning, but he looked up and saw clearly through the glass mirror, and his words immediately stopped.

Gu Yun's hand stroked General Tan's wind-cutting blade without any notice, and thought to himself with a "finished" and caught off guard, "Is it still too late to pretend to be dizzy now?"

The conscience of heaven and earth is the first time in his life that Gu Dasang was so cowardly that he wanted to escape at the last minute.

But the world has no conscience.

Chang Geng walked straight to him, picked up Gu Yun's claws as if nothing had happened, put his finger on his veins, and quietly took them for a while. This time, Gu Banxia finally saw him clearly with his glasses. After a few days, Chang Geng lost weight, his lips were a little blue, the kind of green that could not breathe or was poisoned. His whole body's spirit seemed to be forced to show off, and there was an empty shell inside.

Gu Yun felt a little embarrassed and frowned and said, "Where are you hurt? Come here and I'll take a look."

"It's okay. Although Miss Chen claims to have not been a master, she is indeed a contemporary saint." Chang Geng paused and said, "I'll be fine if you are well."

Chang Geng would never sink his qi into his dantian like Chen Yi and then whistle with his neck. His fingers were still on Gu Yun's pulse, so he did not make gestures. In such a whole sentence, Gu Yun basically didn't hear a few words, and only received the kind of solid look.

Gu Yun: "..."

What did you say, young man?

The next moment, Chang Geng's hand slid down his wrist and shook Gu Yun's hand extremely naturally.

When a person is seriously injured or seriously ill, his qi and blood often stop being kept. Even in May and June, his hands and feet are prone to being cold. Chang Geng picked up his hand and put it in his palm and rubbed it repeatedly. He looked very serious. He not only took care of every acupoint on his hands, but also took care of the most sensitive area between the fingers. He often swiped lightly with his fingertips to blatantly remind Gu Yun to know that I am not filial to you, but I love you, so don’t deceive myself.

Gu Yun: "...It's not enough to take advantage of your adopted father, right?"

Chang Geng looked up at him and smiled. His eyebrows were very handsome, the kind of special handsomeness mixed with foreign blood. He looked a little unkind, but his temperament was extremely peaceful. He could pretend to be a monk and cheat him by putting on a cassock. He suppressed the inherent sharpness in a contradictory and strict manner. When he smiled, he actually looked a little sweet.

Gu Yun was shaken by him through the glass mirror - when a person's mentality began to change, his perspective couldn't help but change.

He had to admit that for a moment, his lustful heart moved indescribably.

Gu Yun is not an old monk, and his lust can move at any time. Although he is not a slutty playboy, he also knows that it is mainly because he has no conditions and does not want to do so, so he is not too serious.

But after all, it wasn't someone else, his little Chang Geng.

Gu Yun really can't do this.

Just as his conscience, who had two miscellaneous consciences stood in a row and condemned him, Chang Geng suddenly reached out to remove his clothes without any warning.

Gu Yun, who was guilty, instinctively hid back and suddenly grinned.

Chang Geng took the medicine on one side upright and gestured teasingly: "Change the medicine - I'm not a beast."

Gu Yun was actually worried that he was a beast, and when he came to his senses, he couldn't help laughing and crying. He thought to himself, "How did it happen like this?" He smiled helplessly, and a smile involved the bones that had not grown in his chest and abdomen. It was neither smiling nor enduring. It felt so good.

Chang Geng hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I won't mess with you anymore, don't move around."

He didn't dare to attract Gu Yun again. He took out the doctor's seriousness for a while, carefully untied Gu Yun's clothes, changed the medicine for him again. After a while, both of them made a thin sweat. Chang Geng wiped Gu Yun with fine silk, as if he had done it many times. Gu Yun thought of Chen Yi's words again, his face slightly restrained, and he whispered: "How can you do this with your own hands? It's not appropriate."

Chang Geng's eyes dimmed, and he leaned closer to his ear and said, "There is nothing wrong. You are still talking to me here now, so I can do whatever I want."

He was too close to him, and his ears were as if he was rubbing against each other. Gu Yun's ears were a little numb, but there was no way - he could not hear it after he hid far away.

Gu Yun sighed: "It's hard for you that day..."

"Don't mention it," Chang Geng interrupted him in a silence, "Don't remind me of it, Zixi, please be pitiful to me."

Gu Yun was still not used to this title, and his lips moved slightly, but he seemed to have no face to ask Chang Geng to call him "adopted father". For a moment, Gu Yun wanted to spread the things under the city that day in his voice - he couldn't help but feel involuntarily, but what should he do in the future?

Was Chang Geng just astrayed and left his descendants?

Even if Gu Yun, a veteran gangster, is shameless and disregards his father-son status in the past, Prince Yan is committed to a man. What will others think of him in the future?

No - Don't say that Chang Geng is the grandson of the Phoenix. Even if he is just an ordinary white dress, with this talent and wisdom that can turn the tide, how could Gu Yun let him suffer this humiliation because of himself?

Unfortunately, the words that were cruel and prepared just now came to his mouth, which made Chang Geng blocked him, and Gu Yun missed another opportunity to withdraw in time.

Chang Geng leaned on his shoulder, avoided Gu Yun's wound, hugged him for a while, and after a while, he suppressed his anxiety. He felt that he might still have to go to Miss Chen's place to get a needle after a while. In the past two days, he could no longer suppress the Ur bones on his body. Sooner or later, something would happen if this continued.

Chang Geng calmed down and reluctantly stepped back: "It's not hot today, and the sun is not bad outside. Will you go out and sit? It's good for the injury."

Gu Yun: "…what?"

Chang Geng made a gesture again.

Gu Yun thought about it, then replied firmly: "...I won't go."

He had no objection to basking in the sun, but he knew that he would not be able to walk out with his legs in at least one or two days - Gu Yun didn't want to know how Chang Geng planned to get him out.

Chang Geng Sign Language said: "Don't you like to be bored in the house?"

Gu Yun said seriously: "I love now."

Chang Geng seemed to have no choice but to use him, so he put the medicine down, got up and walked away.

Just when Gu Yun thought he had sent him, Chang Geng turned back, took a thin blanket, wrapped it on Gu Yun without saying a word, then picked up his little adoptive father who was unable to resist with both hands and steadily carried him out of the door.

Gu Yun: "..."

Are you going to rebel?

It happened that Chen Yi, who had escaped in a hurry, was worried, and he was struggling all the way, and then turned back. Unexpectedly, he caught the scene and gasped in a circle, causing the threshold of the Hou Mansion to trip up a horse party.

Chang Geng was stunned for a moment, then asked without blushing and gasping, "Has General Chen left something?"

Chen Yi laughed dryly, got up and bounced the dust on his body, and then wiped out half of his slippery footprints: "Not tight, I'll leave a footprint... Haha, that... I'm not disturbing."

After saying that, this strange guy who was stingy inside turned around and fled, fearing that Gu Yun would kill him and silence him.

The recliner had already been placed in the yard. Chang Geng put Gu Yun, who was angry, and pulled General Tan's wind-cutting blade out of his hand, placed it on the tea table next to the recliner, and said calmly: "What? One New Year's Eve, I thought there were so many people outside and didn't want to go out. Didn't you just carry me out like this in front of everyone?"

Gu Yun said expressionlessly: "...so you guys turned over today and came in line to seek revenge on me."

Chang Geng laughed.

After laughing, he took out something from his sleeve and put it in Gu Yun's hand: "Give it."

Gu Yun only felt that the tentacles were cold. He slightly held the glass mirror sandwiched on the bridge of his nose and saw clearly that it was a white jade piccolo, which was like mutton fat, and was carved from a whole piece. The jade was extremely delicate, shaped like a shrinking wind cutting blade. The hand holding the wind cutting blade, the relief and even the tip of the blade were imitated vividly, with the word "Gu" engraved on the tail.

At first glance, Gu Yun thought that the word was engraved by him, and it could be fake and real.

"I've lost that bamboo before," said Chang Geng. "The heavenly stems of the capital will break after being left for a long time. Then I promised to make a better one for you."

Gu Yun gently stroked the jade flute and said a little out of his spirit: "I actually don't have a wind-cutting blade with my name engraved."

Chang Geng sat down in front of him and started to cook tea meticulously. The air outlet of the pot was filled with water vapor. He washed three cups, one for Gu Yun, one for himself, and one for Tan Hongfei's wind-cutting blade.

"Even Chen Yi has it, but I don't have it. When I was young, I always felt that Xuan Tie Camp was a shackle imposed on me by the old marquis. I was not free in my life because of it."

When he grew up, he felt that this black iron stick with a name was like a silent suicide note. Gu Yun had no father, no mother, no wife, no children, no worries, no worries, and no doubts about his suicide note. He didn't know who to leave it to. He just held it in his hand and felt that he could not express his loneliness and suck his ambition-

In front of Chang Geng, Gu Yun swallowed the latter sentence and just instructed: "It's all resentment when you are ignorant. Forget it, don't say it out loud, so as not to shake the morale of the army - Lao Tan's bull doesn't drink tea, do you have any wine?"

"Well, I forgot after hearing it." Chang Geng said, "No wine, General Tan drinks tea, you drink white water, both soldiers should make do with it."

Gu Yun: "..."

He found that Chang Geng was getting more and more rude to him!

"I have taken stock of the money from the Ministry of Revenue in the past two days," Chang Geng poured two cups of tea and one cup of water, and gestured, "The inventory in western Jingxi was burned by Commander Han, and the loss of defending the city was also amazing. The supply in the north has been cut off. I'm afraid that if we continue to fight like this, we will really be unsustainable. Li Feng asked me to ask you what you think."

It is amazing that a huge imperial court has to go through a war, but it is not as good as money, energy, and energy.

"I have no idea, I can only make a quit." Gu Yun reached out and turned his cup, "The foreigners actually lost more than us. Not only the water and land armies that besieged the capital, but also the lighter steel armor supplied to the Eighteen Border Divisions and the Western Regions countries. They have returned to the ground without success until now. It is not a matter of long-term face, and may not be more resistant than us."

"The Western Army will not give up," said Chang Geng. "It is futile to pay such a great price, and the Western Pope cannot explain it when he returns. They have to fight for the back - they are now back to Japan Island to rest. If they send troops to seize Jiangnan and confront the court from south to north, we will be very passive."

Daliang is so big, and the court is so poor that it is really easy to lose sight of one thing.

"Well...if it doesn't work, I'll send someone to the Western Regions. The ally Loulan finally didn't have time to tear apart. As long as it was not as betrayal of the relatives, I'll try to get some smuggling." Gu Yun said, casually picking up the small teacup, pinching three fingers, looking for "General Tan" to touch a cup, "Brother, Your Highness Yan King doesn't care about the wine, let's make do with both of you. I can't control him, you can make do with it too."

Chang Geng silently toasted the cup of tea like the ownerless wind-cutting blade. He drank it all in one go, and then sprinkled Tan Hongfei's cup on the ground.

Use tea instead of wine, and sacrifice wine for peace.

Chang Geng's words come true - Ten days later, the Western Army gave up the capital, changed direction, and landed again from Jiangnan. It was unstoppable. It rushed into Lin'an City in two days and one night. The rich fish and rice land for generations fell, and the major families were panicked. Some had already collected the fine and soft things and fled, while some resisted stubbornly and lost. After being captured, they committed suicide.

Li Feng re-activated the veteran General Zhong Chan, and the veterans of the three dynasties were put on the battlefield again, and led Yao Zhen and others to the front line with the remaining soldiers who had been pieced together by his subordinates.

Gu Yun forced himself to get up and met the teacher who had been away for many years. Before he could have a deep conversation, he bid farewell to the Nanzheng Army with a glass of wine outside the city, watching the old general with gray hair get on the horse.

The next day, Anding Hou and Shen Yi went to the northwest together.
Chapter completed!