It is difficult for Chang Geng to regard Chen Shiliu and Gu Yun as the same person.

Chen Shiliu is just a country gangster in a small border town. He is idle all day long and is picky about food and is picky about it. He is not doing his job, and it is real and hateful.

But Gu Yun is not.

For most people in this world, "Gu Yun" may not be considered a person. He is more like a symbol, with three heads and six arms, and his hands and eyes are all over the sky.

Such a huge country with a territory of thousands of miles, isn’t there only one Gu Yun?

Not only Chang Geng, but also Ge ​​Pangxiao, Cao Niangzi and others still feel like they are dreaming when they mention it.

It’s just that Chang Geng is different from his two children. After all, Chen Shiliu is not someone else’s adoptive father.

Chang Geng did not resent Gu Yun for lying to him. Anyway, since he was born, he has been used to being deceived, so it doesn’t matter if he gets more or less.

Besides, what can the dignified Marquis of Anding want him to be a poor boy who has no relatives?

A small person like him who can meet Anding Hou in this life probably still entrusted the blessing of the false life that Xiuniang imposed on him. There must be other reasons for others to deceive him with condescending remarks.

It was just that Chang Geng's feelings were released, and two points were given to neighbors and Xu Baihu, who was always not at home. The remaining six points were all tied to his little adoptive father. Gu Dashuai lost his little adoptive father out of thin air, causing his six points of emotion to fall to the ground, and he opened up a lot of effort.

At this time, Chen Yi, who was delivering medicine late at night, made the two completely different shadows of "Chen Shiliu" and "Gu Yun" unexpectedly overlap.

After a while, Chen Yi walked out with an empty bowl. Chang Geng heard him explain to the guards in the tent, "You stay here, don't let someone come in and disturb him."

Chang Geng hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over by a strange thing.

After walking with him for many days, Gu Yun's personal guards certainly recognized him. Due to Chen Yi's instructions just now, he had to bite the bullet and stop him: "Your Highness, the general is a little uncomfortable today. He has already taken medicine and went to bed. If you have anything, give me an order, and I can do it for you."

People who used to live close to each other and could go to the door without avoiding knocking on them, but now they even make things difficult for others to meet.

Chang Geng lowered his head a little lonely: "This big brother..."

The guard was so scared that he knelt down: "I don't dare."

"No, no, I didn't mean that," Chang Geng waved his hand quickly, then he smiled helplessly and sighed, "I used to be in Yanhui, and I had served him medicine. I just wanted to take a look. If it was really inconvenient, I..."

He couldn't continue to say anything, so he had to smile restrainedly. Chang Geng made a secret decision in his heart that if he was turned away this time, he would never be humiliated by him again.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, another guard next to him stepped forward and bit his ears and said, "Didn't the general tell me that if your highness wants to see him, don't you have to inform me? Don't let me get my head."

Chang Geng was very clear-headed, of course he heard it. He raised his head in amazement, and couldn't tell what it felt like in his heart. Just like that, he was put in.

The Chinese medicine tent has not dissipated, and the bed tent is opened, and a person is lying silently there.

After getting closer, Chang Geng realized that Gu Yun was not asleep.

Gu Yun may have a headache, pressing his temples tightly with his hands tightly, his brows frowned, and he didn't notice anyone coming in.

Chang Geng coughed dryly a few steps away, and called him softly: "Hou..."

As soon as he made a sound, Gu Yun on the bed instantly turned over and pulled out a sword from the quilt with his hand, deshewn three inches. Chang Geng didn't even have time to blink, the sharp sword blade was already on his neck, and the cold climbed up along his neck. The sword holder was like an evil dragon awakened.

Chang Geng was shocked by his murderous intention and blurted out: "Sixteen!"

Gu Yun turned his head slightly with a very small amplitude. After a while, he narrowed his eyes, seemed to recognize Chang Geng, and said vaguely: "I'm sorry."

He stuffed his sword back into the quilt and gently fumbled around Chang Geng's neck for a moment: "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Chang Geng was shocked, but a vague doubt suddenly popped up. He thought to himself: "Can't he really not be able to see clearly, right?"

But then I felt it was impossible - how could Andinghou was half blind?

Gu Yun touched a coat and draped it around him: "Why are you here?"

He wanted to stand up while saying that, but unexpectedly he got angry, his body swayed slightly, and sat back. Gu Yun took a deep breath, pressed his forehead with one hand and pressed the edge of the bed with the other hand.

"Don't move." Chang Geng subconsciously reached out to support him.

He hesitated for a moment, bent down and helped Gu Yun's leg up, put it back on the bed, pulled the quilt for him, avoided the long hair spread around the head of the bed, and helped him lie down with his shoulders. After doing this series of things, Chang Geng stood beside him for a while, scraping his stomach and not knowing what to say, so he had to greet him stiffly, "What's wrong with you?"

The medicine on Gu Yun was on his body. Unexpectedly, Chang Geng, who was "tantrum" with him, would suddenly come to visit. At that moment, he had to barely endure the headache and the vague sound in his ears.

He planned to send Changgeng away first, and then smiled as if nothing had happened: "I am so ungrateful that I am so ungrateful that I am not aware of others - I'll ask Your Highness to bring me a pot of wine."

According to his experience, it seems that a sip of wine can be better at this time.

Chang Geng frowned and looked at him suspiciously.

Gu Yun had a split headache, so he lied and said, "Shen Yi's medicinal wine is used to treat migraines."

I heard that those who used the emperor to command the princes in ancient times often had migraines, and everyone had the intention of analogy and association. After he said this, Chang Geng was indeed fooled and took a small pot next to his light armor.

Gu Yun poured half a bottle in one breath. Seeing that he was about to dry the bottle, Chang Geng hurriedly grabbed his wrist and forced the wine pot to take it off: "It's enough, I can't drink the medicinal wine like this."

The strong wine entered the stomach like fire, and the blood in his body boiled. Gu Yun breathed out, and he felt that it was clearer in front of him, but maybe he was drinking too quickly, and he felt a little overwhelmed. The two of them had nothing to say for a moment, staring at each other for a while, Gu Yun could not hold on anymore, so he leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes gently.

He clearly meant to send off the guests. Chang Geng knew that he should leave, but his feet seemed to have roots.

Chang Geng despised himself in his heart: "It's useless to worry about you, and you still don't know what to do."

While he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pressed the acupoints for Gu Yun.

While pressing, I felt that I was cheap, but I couldn't stop my hand.

Gu Yun's forehead was cold. Apart from frowning at the beginning, he did not express any other opinions and let him fiddle with it obediently.

Until Chang Geng's hand became a little sore, he asked in a low voice: "Are you better?"

Gu Yun opened his eyes and looked at Chang Geng silently.

As the saying goes, "A wise man will make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and a fool will make a mistake in a thousand thoughts." Gu Yun even occasionally speaks human words through drinking in his life.

He suddenly spoke, "Even if he is in the capital, his adoptive father will protect you, so don't be afraid."

Chang Geng shook violently and almost shivered in the dark lights.

At such a subtle and precocious age, when he knew that he had no choice, he could grit his teeth and turn himself into a calm and restrained adult, but the strength he forced out would soon fall apart in the face of the little warmth he longed for, revealing a soft childlike atmosphere inside.

Gu Yun stretched out a hand at him: "Is the adoptive father wrong, okay?"

He didn't know how this sentence penetrated the young man's frozen soul. He didn't think he was very sincere, because Gu Yun didn't think he was wrong most of the time. Even if he occasionally found out with conscience, he didn't necessarily know where he was wrong.

He just gave Chang Geng a step forward by the gentleness and indulgence brought by the drunkenness.

Chang Geng tightly held his palm, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. His shoulders, which had been stiff for many days, suddenly collapsed and almost cried.

He found that he had been waiting for just a few words. As long as the man said to him in person, "The adoptive father is wrong, I don't want you", he could feel that there was no Xiu Niang who abused him in this world, and no Xu Baihu who had no time to meet for the last time, he left him a little warm thoughts... Then he could forgive everything about the adoptive father.

The past and the future.

Whether he is Shen Shiliu or Gu Yun.

Gu Yun felt his eyelids getting heavier, so he leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes to rest, saying almost inauspiciously: "Chang Geng, many things will change. No one knows where they are from the beginning, and sometimes don't think too much."

Chang Geng stared at his face without blinking, his eyes unconsciously carrying a little cautious greed, and he admits sadly that Gu Yun is right - many things will change, living people will die, good times will disappear, relatives and friends will separate, and the love of high mountains and deep seas will flow to the ends of the world with the water... Only when his own destination is established and known, he will become a madman.

Gu Yun moved into the bed, stretched out his arms, and patted himself: "Come up, I'll have to hurry up tomorrow, let's do it here."

In the second half of the night, Chang Geng fell asleep in Gu Yun's tent. Wuergu refused to let him go as usual. Nightmares were still one after another, but there was always a faint smell of medicine on the tip of his nose. He subconsciously knew that he was very safe, and even vaguely understood that this was a dream. Those fears and resentment seemed to be separated from him.

This is already a rare sleep for Chang Geng.

Of course, it would be even better if he didn't find himself numbing one of Andinghou's arms when he woke up and kept burying into someone's arms.

Especially Gu Yun's bastard will never understand the sensitive and changeable heart of a young man. The more cramped others are, the more insult he will make up for it. Gu Dashuai thought that Chang Geng had already made up with him after sleeping in the same bed, so he became so cute that he became disgusting. Not only did he rub his arms and take the fun of others for a morning, but he also had the meaning of always whipping the corpse out of his mouth in the future.

Did this person pretend that his weak face was terminally ill and weak the night before?!

Chen Yi saw Chang Geng blushing in the morning, and angrily snatching the door from the coach's tent, and walked around Gu Yun all day long.

While walking, Chen Yi rode over, glanced at Gu Yun's face, and asked in a pun: "Is it okay?"

Gu Yun, who was like a big tail, said indifferently: "A furry child, such a small thing is nothing."

Chen Yi witnessed the bear-like appearance he was wandering around the previous two days, speechless and could only sneer.

Gu Yun pretended not to hear it, looked at Chang Geng's back from a distance, and suddenly said, "Do you say I will leave the Xuantie Camp for him in the future?"

Chen Yimuran said: "You want to kill him? "

Gu Yun said "tsk", as if he was disgusting with him.

"Do you really think Xuantie Camp is a good thing? Let me tell you my heart, Zixi, don't think what I said is unpleasant," Chen Yi said, "When Xuantie Camp was in the hands of the old marquis, it was a powerful weapon of the country. When it came to your hands, it became a 'National weapon'. The sharp weapon was shining everywhere and everyone loved it, but it might not be a serious weapon."
Chapter completed!