When Gu Yun walked out of the hall, his eyesight was a little dazzled. He stood calmly and took a few breaths. For the first time in his life, he felt that the mere dozens of kilograms of light armor on his body was so oppressive.

People's potential in critical situations is probably endless. Gu Yun, despite the unbearable headaches that he usually had even with needles and beds, was busy for a whole day and a night in the Golden Palace, and he passed without feeling anything. But this

As soon as he walked out of the meeting, he realized that he was completely exhausted, and his clothes were almost stuck to his body. He was top-heavy and shivered when the morning dew-laden breeze blew.

There was still a glimmer of sun in the sky just now, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered by dark clouds, and the morning light was dim.

Chang Geng was waiting for him at the door. His back was to the golden palace, which was layered like a fairy palace. King Yanbei's court clothes were flying. He was staring in the direction of the Yuan Tower from a distance. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chang Geng turned around, glanced at Gu Yun's face, frowned and said: "The carriage is waiting outside, you can take a rest."

Gu Yun was exhausted and responded randomly.

Chang Geng: "What did that person say to you?"

Gu Yun said numbly: "Gossip... nonsense."

Chang Geng saw that he didn't have the energy to say anything, so he quietly stopped talking and returned to the Hou Mansion.

Countless arrows were fired all morning, and all six departments followed suit. They all knew that this might be the only rest time left.

As soon as Gu Yun entered the room, his knees became weak and he stumbled and threw himself on the couch.

The armor was still on his body, but when it hit him with such a "bang", half of his body was numb, and the entire roof was spinning in front of his eyes. Gu Yun had the illusion that he would never get up again.

Chang Geng stretched out his hand to clasp his veins. The cold hands on both sides were now frighteningly hot, as if they had just been fished out of a brazier: "Father, when did you start to have a fever? Do you know?"

Gu Yun groaned in a low voice. Acid water was coming out from the seams in his bones. His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up. He asked with difficulty: "Is my little brother still alive?"

Chang Geng: "...Who?"

Huo Dan, who was following behind, hurriedly agreed and took out the lively little gray mouse from his arms: "Commander, you are alive and well."

"Then I'm fine," Gu Yun said sickly, pushing himself up and letting a circle of people take off the armor from his body. When the body was a little looser, he casually wiped his face with sweat.

The strands of hair rubbed off, "Either I caught a cold or got angry. I took some medicine and sweated a little and it was over."

Huo Dan stood aside cluelessly, wondering why his prince had to live and die with a gray-haired country mouse again. Chang Geng understood, his eyes flashed slightly, and he pressed Gu Yun on the couch.

Don't let him move around: "Leave it all to me."

He signaled Huo Dan to step back first, and started to peel off Gu Yun's clothes that could squeeze out water. Gu Yun's body was so soft that he felt dizzy when he opened his eyes, so he had to close his eyes and lean to the side to let him play with it. His breath was a little short of breath.

, looks inexplicably a little more weak.

As soon as the coat and middle coat were removed, Chang Geng's hands couldn't help but tremble.

Gu Yun's thin layer of underwear was soaked with sweat. It was almost a layer of garlic skin, which could not cover anything. His chest and waistline were completely exposed. For some reason, Chang Geng felt that this was better than the last time when Gu Yun was in front of him.

He jumped directly into the hot spring to save his life.

Chang Geng's heart was beating like thunder for a moment. He didn't dare to take it off no matter what, so he had to pull a quilt over and wrap it all over Gu Yun. He took out a pair of clean clothes and put them next to him, and whispered with a little pleading.

He said: "Father, can you change the rest yourself?"

Gu Yun didn't get sick very often after he became an adult, but once in a while, it seemed to be particularly serious. The fever made him smoke from all his orifices and his ears were ringing. Hearing this, he weakly waved his hand to Chang Geng and complained: "When has it happened? I really have you..."

Chang Geng stood aside with his eyes on his nose and his mouth. Gu Yun was so embarrassed by him that he became uncomfortable. The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, and Chang Geng said awkwardly: "I'm going to boil some medicine for you."

He turned around and walked out, finally letting both of them relax a little.

Gu Yun lay down for a while, and his thoughts were quickly turned into a pot of porridge by the high fever. All the messy things were pouring into it. After a while, he thought: "What on earth will this kid Chang Geng do?"

After a while, I thought again: "Xuantieying retreated to Jiayuguan, and no one would collect the bodies of the injured brothers, even if they were wrapped in horse leather."

As he thought about it, he felt that there was a hole in his heart, and all the miserable winds and rains were getting in. The heartache that Jiang Chong had suppressed on the way came back to him, and it became worse, and the pain was so painful that he almost couldn't bear to live.

Fifty thousand pieces of armor were lost in half overnight...

In the end, Gu Yun's consciousness gradually blurred. Rather than falling asleep, he basically fainted. His consciousness was groggy, he dreamed and woke up from time to time, and all kinds of things from the present and the past were connected in a mess.

, falling down the thread, long-lasting memories flashed by one by one like fleeting glimpses.

He recalled the years when he was a child, when he was neither deaf nor blind. He was like a dishonest flea. Whenever the old marquis saw him, he would blow his beard and glare at him to make him angry.

But one time, the old Marquis had the patience to lead him to watch the sunset outside the wall.

The old Marquis was tall and majestic, and he treated the young boy as big as a dumpling equally. He would never reach out to hug him, and reluctantly held him in his hand. This was already a rare act of kindness from the old Marquis.

It made the adults bend sideways and the children had to stretch their arms hard, which was uncomfortable for everyone. But Gu Yun didn't complain. It was the first time he saw the blood-like sunset in the desert of the border town, and the figure of the black eagle flew over from time to time.

Passing by, like a golden crow dragging a white rainbow, the vast yellow sand far and near, the flat forest and desert, the young Gu Yun was almost shocked.

They kept watching the majestic red sun sinking into the ground. Gu Yun heard the old marquis say something to the deputy general next to him: "As a general, if you can die in the mountains and rivers, you will be considered lucky in your life."

He didn't understand it at the time, but now, twenty years have passed.

"Commander," Gu Yun thought drowsily, "I will probably... really die in this mountain and river."

...like a horse in a gap, fire in a stone, body in a dream.

At this time, someone pushed the door in, picked up Gu Yun, and fed him a bowl of water. The person was so gentle, as if he was always taking care of others, and he didn't spill anything.

Then he whispered in Gu Yun's ear: "Zixi, drink the medicine before going to sleep."

Without opening his eyes, Gu Yun responded vaguely: "Wake me up in half an hour... wake me up in half an hour. If you can't wake me up, pour a bowl of cold water on me."

Chang Geng sighed, silently fed him the medicine, and then stood aside.

Gu Yun seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, tossing and turning, and the quilt was almost scattered by him. Chang Geng covered him several times, and finally wrapped him up and hugged him.

It's strange to say that Gu Yun probably hasn't been particularly close to anyone since he was a child. Now he felt someone leaning him, so he calmed down. The person holding him carefully adjusted him into the most comfortable position. Miss Chen

The prescribed Anshen Powder filled his breath, a hand brushed his forehead just right, and his fingers repeatedly pressed his forehead, shoulders and neck gently and gently.

Gu Yun had never slept on such a comfortable "bed" in his life, and he didn't know what night it was in the blink of an eye.

The quiet time was as fleeting as running water, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Chang Geng glanced at the clock next to him, and was really reluctant to let go of Gu Yun, nor to wake him up.

But there is no way, the war disaster is imminent, looking at the world, where is there a place for him to sleep peacefully?

Chang Geng had no choice but to be cruel, tap his fingers lightly on Gu Yun's acupuncture points, wake him up on time, get up and go to the kitchen.

Gu Yun's heart was always tense. After taking a bowl of medicine and sweating all over, he suppressed the illness. He took a short rest for half an hour. When he woke up, the fever had almost gone away. He lay in bed.

After a while, I stood up in my clothes and felt like I was alive.

His body felt better, and his heart felt much lighter.

Gu Yun thought to himself: "Aren't they just a bunch of foreigners? If they are so powerful, what kind of conspiracy are they planning?"

No matter what happens, he is still alive. As long as there are still people in the Gu family, Xuantie Camp will not be considered completely wiped out.

Gu Yun breathed a long sigh of relief, and then he realized that he was so hungry that he pressed his stomach painfully, thinking: "Whoever heats up two sesame cakes for me at this time, I will marry him back."

Home."

Just as he was thinking about it, Chang Geng came in with a bowl of hot noodle soup. The heat and aroma hit his face unceremoniously, and Gu Yun's internal organs turned in circles with hunger and thirst.

He regretted to himself depressingly: "Except this, this cannot be counted..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came out, there was a sudden thunder outside.

Gu Yun: "..."

Chang Geng reached out and touched his forehead: "Back off, my foster father will come over to have something to eat first."

Gu Yun silently took the chopsticks. When he heard the word "adopted father", his heart suddenly moved, and he vaguely felt that something was strange. Unfortunately, this thought passed by in a flash and he could not catch it.

Gu Yun: "Did you do it?"

"In such a hurry, I only had time to order a handful of noodles." Chang Geng said without changing his expression, "Let's make do with it."

Gu Yun suddenly felt bad. He didn't know what the dignified "King Yanbei" wanted to do to make him so "virtuous".

Chang Geng seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "If the country is destroyed, just push Li Feng away. I can open a noodle shop in the northwest and I can survive."

Gu Yun choked on a mouthful of noodle soup and coughed to death.

Chang Geng smiled and said, "I was just joking."

Gu Yun picked up a cup of herbal tea and took a sip: "Good boy, you have learned how to amuse me. It is getting more and more ridiculous."

Chang Geng said sternly: "Back in Yanhui, when you suddenly wanted to take me back to the capital, I wanted to run here, thinking that I could either go to the deep mountains and old forests to be a hunter, or find a small border place to open a half-lived shop. That was enough.

It was enough to make a living, but later I felt that it was unlikely that I would be able to slip away from you, so I stayed honest."

Gu Yun pulled the vegetable aside, took out the ham from underneath and ate it. Before he could chew it, Chang Geng suddenly leaned back on his chair and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Father, you don't know.

If peace appears in front of me, I dare not close my eyes for a whole day, and finally..."

Gu Yun said calmly: "We are still far from peace - tell me."

Chang Geng understood and knew that he was referring to something that he had not said in front of Li Feng.

Gu Yun: "You must have withdrawn Xuantie Camp, otherwise He Ronghui and the others might have beaten down the last person."

"I imitated your calligraphy." Chang Geng said, "I withdrew the Xuantie Camp to Jiayuguan, and asked General Cai Bin to go north to help Xinjiang. Counting the time, the urgent Ziliu Gold from General He must have been poured out - There is no need to let Li Feng know about this, since he has already drafted a decree to abolish the drumming order."

Gu Yun blinked: "You know how to imitate..."

"They are all heretics." Chang Geng shook his head, "I had already sent a message to the master in the south of the Yangtze River, but unexpectedly I still missed it. In addition, I suspect that there are nails left by the northern barbarians twenty years ago in the palace, and I have asked someone to send them there. After checking, there is no news from General Shen, I'm afraid there won't be any good news."
To be continued...