In a person's life, there is always a moment when the mind can't let go of anything except a certain absurd thought without any reason. The powerful desire seems to be able to swallow up the entire soul, leaving reason to play outside the head.

Even if you scratch the door with your claws, it will be ignored.

Just like many years ago, Gu Yun's mind was burned to a pulp in the wilderness of the northwest, and he thought about leaving his job and wandering around the world.

Just like many years later, Chang Geng walked out of the palace confinement in the breeze and snow, without any other thoughts, he wanted to see Gu Yun who was thousands of miles away.

Chang Geng ran back to the Hou Mansion without thinking. The two iron puppets at the door who were performing their duties turned around and stared at him silently. As soon as he met the eyes of the puppets glowing with purple light, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Already.

Chang Geng looked at the two iron monsters for a long time as if he were just waking up from a dream. Finally, he slowly recovered from the almost obsessed state. He sighed softly, stretched out his hand to touch the cold arm of the iron puppet, and slowly

He lowered his head, bent his waist, and exhaled a mouthful of dense white steam.

In the past, he and Gu Yun had been separated from each other and had not seen each other for four years. It seemed that it was not as difficult as this time. Chang Geng himself did not know whether he was becoming more squeamish as he lived, or whether he was becoming more and more greedy for Gu Yun. He

There seemed to be a string in my heart, and it started to tighten when Gu Yun suddenly and inexplicably wrote a letter saying that he missed him.

Every time a thrilling battle report from the south arrived in Beijing, the string would be tightened a little more. And every time the situation between North Korea and China became more dangerous and complicated, the string in his heart would be tightened a little more. Until just now, it

It suddenly broke without warning.

At this time, the door opened from the inside, and it was Huo Dan, the general of the Hou family, who came out.

Huo Dan was shocked when he saw Chang Geng's ghostly appearance: "Uncle Wang is asking me to find you. Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Chang Geng's eyes were slightly red, but he managed to put on a smile as quickly as possible. He stood up straight and patted the snow residue on his body: "It's nothing. I feel a little dizzy when I walk in a hurry. What does Uncle Wang want from me?"

Huo Dan was a very rough man, and he didn't see anything unusual when he heard this. He stepped forward to help him and whispered in his ear: "There is a guest who is inconvenient to show up. He said he has something urgent to report. He can't."

I went to the military aircraft office to ask for a meeting, so I had to find the Marquis Mansion."

The person who came was a man about thirty-four or five years old. Chang Geng didn't recognize him, but he must have seen it somewhere and he looked familiar. He quickly adjusted his chaotic mental state while trying to remember the identity of the visitor.

Fortunately, the man took the initiative to explain: "Liu Zhong, Deputy Governor of the Foreign Affairs Mission, has met the prince."

The so-called "foreign affairs mission" was created by a group of out-and-out peace advocates from the Ministry of War who somehow got involved in Honglu Temple and worked together. For fear of offending Emperor Long'an, they didn't even dare to call him "peace negotiator", so they had to do it in a nondescript manner.

Under the name of a "Foreign Affairs Corps" and under the banner of "one civil and one military", the bullshit excuse for "retreating the enemy through other means" on the front line was purely to create trouble for Gu Yun.

Chang Geng frowned. He had a bad impression of this person as soon as he looked at him. Due to his demeanor, he did not show it. He nodded and said, "Master Liu is about to go on an envoy. I am here to visit late at night. Is there anything important?"

Liu Zhong suddenly took a step back and knelt down, pointed to the sky and said: "If what the official said today is even half a lie, there will be thunder and lightning from the sky, and my parents will not be able to rest in peace even if they are under nine springs."

Chang Geng took a half step sideways: "Master Liu, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Liu Zhong refused: "Does Your Majesty know that the commander-in-chief of our regiment, the immediate superior of the subordinate officer, was once a student of Fang University?"

Of course Chang Geng knew it. Not only did he know it, he was also disgusted for a while. If he hadn't been so incapable of doing anything right now, he would have wanted to pick out Ling Chi one by one.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty." Liu Zhong quickly explained to Chang Geng what Grand Scholar Fang had secretly told the foreign affairs envoy, and then said, "Only a few of the Governor's confidants know about this matter. A low-ranking official with no talent is one of them."

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Chang Geng's fingers tapped on the small table beside him: "My lord's late night visit to the Marquis Mansion is not the work of a confidant, right?"

Liu Zhongshen bowed: "Xiaguan's ancestral home is Hangzhou. His biological parents died young. He grew up with the elders of the family. Later he traveled around and worked as an aide in the prince's family. By chance, he fell in the eyes of the Fang family uncle.

By chance, he recommended me to become an official, and it is hard to repay his kindness."

Chang Geng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Xiaguan has had a childhood sweetheart since he was a child. He was already engaged but has not yet married." Liu Zhong buried his head very low and curled up his shoulders. "I wanted to go back to my hometown to ask for a wife if I wanted to become famous. But before that day came, I was suddenly raped."

Invasion..."

Liu Zhong lowered his head and wiped his face, and kowtowed heavily to him: "Although the deceased is gone, the living are always upset. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your mercy."

Chang Geng sighed softly: "Master Liu, get up and talk."

The two of them had been secretly spying for a long time. When they sent Liu Zhong off, there was already the sound of a watch on the street. Chang Geng stood at the door for a moment, pinched his eyebrows hard, tilted his head and said to Huo Dan: "Excuse me, Commander, please look at Chen

Whether the girl is asleep or not, if she hasn’t rested yet, please ask her to come over.”

Chen Qingxu has been staying in the Hou Mansion these days, preparing to try to cure Chang Geng's Ur bones, but this will be a very long process, and King Yan will never be free. He may not have time to come back in ten and a half days.

When Chen Qingxu saw Chang Geng, she felt something was wrong with his expression and said, "Your Highness, the more you think, the harder it is to control yourself. Are you too tired recently?"

Chang Geng smiled bitterly. He intensified the conflict in advance. In fact, many things had not been prepared in time. Every step he took was like a soldier walking on a dangerous road. He did not know when he would fall off the cliff.

But he didn't have time.

He was afraid that his enemies would not give him this time, that Gu Yun would report good news but not bad news, and suffer unknowing suffering in a place he could not see.

Chang Geng: "If it's convenient for Miss Chen, you might as well start acupuncture today."

Chen Qingxu was stunned: "The process may be painful. Your Highness is busy with government affairs during the day, can you bear it?"

Chang Geng shook his head: "I don't know, but I always have a bad feeling. In recent days, I have become more and more unable to suppress it. I think power cannot be established until it is destroyed."

An hour later, Chang Geng realized that he had underestimated the "pain" that Chen Qingxu mentioned.

Chen Qingxu brought a bowl of medicinal soup in front of him and prepared a silver needle.

Chang Geng reached out and took it: "What is this?"

"When Your Highness is no longer trapped by Ur Bone, I will copy the recipe to you," Chen Qingxu said, "but it's best not to ask before you drink it."

Chang Geng: "..."

For some reason, in his impression, everything related to barbarian voodoo smelled of ghastly corpse oil. After hearing this, Chang Geng suddenly had a lot of bad associations and immediately stopped asking.

Curl your tongue as much as possible, hold your nose and drink it all in one gulp.

Chen Qingxu leaned over and lit a soothing powder, and the quiet cold fragrance spread in the room. She sat cross-legged three steps away from him and said seriously: "Your Highness, after I start acupuncture, you must keep your posture on the altar.

Qingming, otherwise no one can wake you up, can you understand what I say?"

Chang Geng nodded.

Chen Qingxu: "I will take action when this soothing incense burns out. Please use this incense to clear your mind and eliminate distracting thoughts."

At first, he felt nothing. Chen Qingxu lowered the needle steadily and accurately, with very nimble hands and feet. Chang Geng just closed his eyes and rested. Suddenly, a chill filled with fear rose from his back - as if he was watching unavoidably.

With someone else's murder weapon raised, he could only close his eyes and wait for the fear of being hit. The muscles in his back contracted involuntarily. Although he couldn't move, he made subconscious evasive movements.

Chen Qingxu's needle immediately stopped sticking, and her expression became solemn: "Your Highness."

Chang Geng felt an invisible whip being struck hard on his back. There was a murmur in his ears, and the screams and curses of a woman who had died for more than ten years exploded in his ears.

Mixed in those years of nightmares, Chen Qingxu's voice mixed with Anshen Powder and pierced his ears: "Your Highness, this is the Hou Mansion, can you hear me?"

Chang Geng shook his head fiercely and nodded slightly with all his strength.

Chen Qingxu inserted the next silver needle. The second soothing incense had burned out. She glanced at the clock on the table and said, "This is just the beginning. Does Your Highness need to get used to it?"

Chang Geng bit the tip of his tongue gently: "No, continue."

Chen Qingxu stopped talking nonsense, and the needle flew like flying. The hallucination that had just faded came back again, and all the pain that Xiu Niang had inflicted on him when he was young reappeared one by one.

Chen Qingxu's expression tightened. She saw that an old scar on Chang Geng's collarbone suddenly became red and swollen for no reason. A thin line of blood oozed out, and the spider web-like blood vessels under the skin split open on both sides. It was very hideous.

"Your Highness, Your Highness King Yan!" Chen Qingxu called him.

Chang Geng had no reaction.

Chen Qingxu didn't dare to do anything anymore. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a pair of iron shoulder armor hanging at the foot of the bed. It looked like it had been there for some time. Now the steel armor in the military had already changed its style. Chen Qingxu suddenly remembered that in her early years

When talking to Chang Geng about Ur Bone's symptoms, he seemed to have accidentally mentioned that the first time he escaped from the nightmare was when Gu Yun hung a pair of his armors on the bedside.

Chen Qingxu swept his long sleeves, and the iron shoulder armor made a clear impact sound. The sound of gold and stone swept through the quiet room, and Chang Geng's increasingly rapid breathing suddenly stopped.

There were many demonic obstacles in front of him. First, he was trapped in his own body when he was young - the sharp hairpin, the red-hot poker, the dirty riding crop, the woman's sharp and sharp hands like iron pliers... And the end of everything

, there was Gu Yun, half-clad in steel armor, watching him silently after many years.

Chang Geng stared at him like a life-saving straw, struggling to maintain his clarity. I don't know how long it took, but the hallucinations like monsters around him gradually went away. Chang Geng came back to his senses exhausted, and saw that the soothing incense on the table had burned.

It's over, Chen Qingxu is gathering the silver needle.

Only then did he realize that he could move again.

Chen Qingxu: "How do you feel?"

Chang Geng moved his hands and saw that there were many small scratches on his arms. They had scabbed quickly and were a little itchy. He tried to clench his fists: "It seems like he crawled out again."

After Chen Qingxu left, Chang Geng fell asleep. Over the years, his sleep was like a flat lake, which could be broken by a stone. Except for the coma due to blood loss, he rarely had such a dark feeling, and for the first time, he did not have nightmares.

He dreamed of a towering watchtower, with distant fires in the distance. The camp was heavily guarded, giving off a sense of security. A group of soldiers returning from a patrol were tightening their horse reins. Suddenly, the leader turned around.

Glancing in his direction, it turned out to be Gu Yun, wearing a glazed mirror that was more fancy than a mask. The silver rim complemented the black armor, and he smiled narrowly at him.

In the dream, Chang Geng laughed and said, "What kind of dress is this?"

Gu Yun stretched out a hand from the horse's back, and the iron arm burned with purple gold power gently pulled him onto the horse's back, hugged him from behind, lay in his ear and smiled: "It's lonely in the army.

, hook up with a few more beauties."

People are not very good at concealing their subtle thoughts in dreams. Even though he knew what he said was a joke, Chang Geng still felt a little bit of unspeakable grievance in his heart: "I live in the capital all day and night, lest I make a wrong move, I only do it every day.

I've been looking forward to hearing a few words from you, but I still can't wait."

Gu Yun said helplessly: "Your Highness, you came all the way just to act coquettishly?"
To be continued...