Chundong leaned on Gu Fengjian's bed with his chin, staring at him with a smile. Since she came back from Gu's mansion, she has been so strange.

Gu Fengjian was feeling uncomfortable, turned his back to her and said, "You can go down."

Seeing him like this, Chundong could understand that the woman was in a bad mood during the few days of each month, so she couldn't bear to joke with him. After tucking the quilt horns for him, she asked again: "Miss, it's rare that you can't sleep so early. Do you want to make a bowl of sweet soup for you in Chundong? Drink it warmly and you will feel better."

Gu Fengjian wished he was the only one left in this world, so he said perfunctorily: "No need. You go down."

Chun Dong said reluctantly: "Okay. Then you have something to say, "Come on, and Chun Dong is waiting next door."

The door closed and some heating gradually accumulates in the house.

Not long after Chun and Winter left, Gu Fengjian heard the familiar sound of stones hitting the window outside the window again.

The sound rang five or six times intermittently. The person who came could not get a response and was unwilling to leave. Finally, he couldn't help but climb into the window.

Song Chuzhao patted his legs and landed carefully. He tiptoed to the bed and saw that there was indeed a arched bag inside.

"Gu Wulang, so you are here? Why don't you come out?" Song Chuzhao approached and slapped the other person's shoulder, "It's me! I'm here."

Gu Fengjian turned around and glanced at her: "I know it's you, and no other person will come to climb my window."

Song Chuzhao touched his chin and walked around the bed thoughtfully: "Why do I think you are not in high spirits today?"

I always see her, but I still look quite happy. At least I won’t ignore her with love as I do now.

Song Chuzhao squeezed a small piece of quilt, sat down beside the bed, and asked, "Did Chundong tell you that you feel guilty, so you dare not see me?"

Gu Fengjian immediately raised her upper body with his elbow, grabbed her sleeve and asked, "What did Chundong say?"

Song Chuzhao was stunned: "Chundong didn't say anything, but your mother said everything she should say and shouldn't say."

Gu Fengjian breathed a sigh of relief, but had no strength to deal with her, so he continued to lie down half-deadly.

Song Chuzhao grabbed his shoulder with both hands: "Don't you want to know what your mother said?"

Gu Fengjian said coldly: "I don't want to."

Song Chuzhao refused to allow him to passively slacken. He lay down and said viciously in his eyes: "Your mother said, thanks to me who rescued you, otherwise you might have had something wrong in the mountains. It means that I have brought the message, but you lied to me that I have no faith and never returned. You are bullying me and my brain is burned and I don't remember it! You have known who I am long ago, and you deliberately bluff me?"

Gu Fengjian looked at her steadily. The two were too close to each other and their breathing could spray on each other's face.

When Song Chuzhao approached, he realized that there was a layer of cold sweat on Gu Fengjian's forehead and his eyebrows were also very unhappy.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? But why don't Chundong say that you are sick?" Song Chuzhao tried his forehead and found that there was no fever. He said with concern, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Gu Fengjian sighed helplessly and said, "You let me go first."

Song Chuzhao then let go of him. Gu Fengjian moved and pulled the quilt down a little.

Song Chuzhao waited for him to explain, Gu Fengjian endured it and found that Song Chuzhao was really hard to pass, so he could only say, "It's late tonight, you go back first."

Song Chuzhao: "It's too late today? It's early today!"

Gu Fengjian said: "I am not very comfortable these two days. You don't need it anymore."

Song Chuzhao stared at him scrutinizedly, and after a moment, he suddenly realized: "Oh... I almost forgot that you are not a man now."

Gu Fengjian almost jumped up and fought with her. Seeing that he had a rare ferocious face, Song Chuzhao quickly pressed him through the quilt, and carefully wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and smiled and said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. You can't be angry at this time. You have to take your anger... It's not good for your health."

Gu Fengjian also discovered it, so his breathing became heavy, his chest was fluctuating violently, and even his blinking movements were filled with despair.

In fact, the mental shock was even more fatal than physical pain. Gu Fengjian hoped that he could sleep for a few days and spent this period of time. As a result, Chun Dong knew about it, and Song Chuzhao also knew about it.

Song Chuzhao had already realized it and said to him very well, "Wulang, don't worry. Just get used to this kind of thing. After getting used to it, it's okay."

Gu Fengjian: "I still have to get used to it?"

"That's right. Then just bear it." Song Chuzhao thought for a while and said, "But you go to bed so early now and wake up tomorrow. I still have to tell you that the most uncomfortable thing in this kind of thing is not the first day, but the next day."

Gu Fengjian slowly closed his eyes as if he had lost the breath of life.

Song Chuzhao was really sympathetic to him at this moment and also a little funny. But thinking that Gu Wulang would have such a pitiful life, he was also exchanged for his own freedom. At least he was a little conscience and put on a heartache expression.

"I'll cover the quilt tighter for you." Song Chuzhao turned around and compacted the quilt downwards and turned the corners in. When he pressed the bed, he reached into the quilt and touched it, and found that Gu Fengjian's feet were indeed cold.

Gu Fengjian noticed her actions, pulled her feet back suddenly, raised her head and said, "What are you doing?"

"It's cold this day, and it will be even more uncomfortable if your feet are frozen." Song Chuzhao said enthusiastically, "Your feet are mine. I used to want someone to warm my feet. I didn't expect that after so many years, I can finally warm my feet by myself. I'm afraid there is no third person in the world who can do it. Otherwise, I'll give it a try?"

Gu Fengjian was amused and cried, and shouted: "This little ancestor."

Song Chuzhao: "Hey."

Unexpectedly, she really dared to respond, Gu Fengjian laughed and said, "Don't make trouble."

"I don't mind what do you mind?" Song Chuzhao sighed, "I've already seen it."

Gu Fengjian said: "What have you seen again?"

Song Chuzhao said frankly: "Look at a lot of things. You said that now, you are not you, I am not me. I am wary of you, and it seems strange. Telling your innocence to you seems nonsense. Since it has become a mess, I don't care that it becomes even more messy. We just need to know in our hearts that we are innocent."

Gu Fengjian: "..." The problem is that he doesn't know.

What exactly is the innocence in Song Chuzhao's eyes?

Gu Fengjian covered his face with his hands and said with a muffled smile: "You haven't changed at all."

Song Chuzhao: "How did you know that I haven't changed?" She has grown a lot!

Gu Fengjian couldn't sleep at all, so he asked Song Chuzhao to get more awake after he got mixed up like this.

"Forget it." He tried to sit up, "Help me."

Song Chuzhao stepped forward and borrowed him some force, put a pillow on him, then took off his shoes, and sat opposite him.

Gu Fengjian rubbed his forehead and said, "I heard that you solved Ji Yutang's case, and also involved the Censor and Fan Chongqing. Chundong couldn't explain it clearly. What was going on?"

"It's just a coincidence." Song Chuzhao said, "If you want to hear it, I'll tell you!"

Song Chuzhao then briefly explained what happened in the tavern, focusing on Ji Yutang's stupidity and Fan Chongqing's annoyance. Because he was too impressed.

Gu Fengjian asked curiously: "Have you learned to make a case?"

Song Chuzhao smiled and said, "Actually, it's nothing. There are many trivial matters in the military camp. What can't be solved by the people living in the border? If they don't want to go to the yamen, they will come to the military camp. After all, many of them are their own families in the military camp. If there are girls among the people who come to ask for help, they will ask my mother to come forward to help. I followed and learned a lot without realizing it. Speaking of which, I am much more interested in these cases than reading books."

Song Chuzhao whispered: "The thing that Ji Yutang encountered is even less strange. You know, since ancient times, men have often liked to use beauty tricks. When beauty tricks fail, they may turn into femme fatale tricks. I was reminded early on and saw too much. Those two people's stakes are nothing. Gu Wulang, you should also protect these things when you go out in the future."

Gu Fengjian pondered for a moment, and then said, "This is an amazing skill. Since even the Censor admires you, it means that you are indeed a talented person. Your brain is fast, not something you can learn by learning."

"How can you create a talent?" Song Chuzhao read it again and then smiled, "This is the first time someone has used such a word to describe me." I'm afraid it's not a creation.

Song Chuzhao beat his hands: "By the way, there is another thing I want to tell you. The Censor seems to want to recruit you into the Censorate and made an appointment with me several times. Do you think I reject him or should I agree to him?"

Gu Fengjian asked: "Do you want to go?"

"It doesn't matter whether I want it or not." Song Chuzhao said, "I don't know when we will change it back. What the Censor wants to recruit is not the real me."

Gu Fengjian said: "If you want, you can go and have a look. If you are unhappy, just retreat."

Song Chuzhao: "I am mainly afraid that when the people in their office will meet me, they say that they admire my talent and learn, so I will recite a poem first. Then I have to cry to show them."

Gu Fengjian said: "This is not a problem. If you don't want to write poetry, just stare at them expressionlessly, and they naturally don't dare."

"Is it okay to just stare at them?" Song Chuzhao touched the curve of the corner of his lips, "My mother seemed a little honest when she said I didn't speak."

"I don't know if it's useful to do this. Anyway, my face can do this." Gu Fengjian paused and reminded him, "But don't agree so quickly. Refuse first, and say that I haven't thought about it yet."

Song Chuzhao: "I know! You literati are arrogant and have to visit three times to show sincerity, right?"

...I just don't want to make Gu Guogong suspicious anymore. Gu Fengjian said: "Yes."

The two chatted for a while, and when Gu Fengjian was really tired, Song Chuzhao stood up and said goodbye.

When she jumped out of the window, she suddenly remembered that she had come to Gu Fengjian to talk about his lying?

Song Chuzhao looked back and thought he would have forgotten it. Seeing that he was like this now, he was also suffering retribution.

Gu Fengjian leaned against the head of the bed and gradually fell asleep.

In the dream is heavy rain and dark night.
Chapter completed!