Who took away my wealth

After a while, Gu Yu noticed that Song Qinian's chest was trembling.

He slowly raised his head and met those smiling and playful eyes.

He was laughing at him.

The anger and humiliation values ​​are maxed out.

It wasn't that Gu Yu wanted to hug Song Qinian, but when the soldier chased him with a knife, the guy was indifferent. He could only run to this guy, maybe he could get some protection, and this turned out to be the other party's laughing at him. handle.

"Your Highness is scared. Am I the only one who is safest around me?"

Gu Yudai was stunned.

hateful.

This guy actually figured out what he was thinking.

Song Qinian's mind is really smart. He can see through many things with just one glance. He was really wronged when he pretended to be stupid and dumbfounded around him.

I don't know how he persuaded himself to swallow his breath every time he suffered humiliation.

If he had left it alone, he would have been unable to stand the scolding for a long time.

Gu Yu let go of Song Qinian in shock, clenched his knuckles in his hands, and asked with wide eyes:

"Why are the soldiers chasing me with knives? Why do they look at me so strangely?"

"It's nothing, it's just that now the whole army knows that His Majesty Nanling is in our army, and they are all curious."

"You can see with your eyes that they are just curious. Look at that one just now. They obviously want to kill me! No, how do they know that I am... you spread the word?"

Song Qinian lazily raised his arm and stretched. When he put his hand down, he put it on Gu Yu's shoulder and said aggrievedly:

"Yesterday, an assassin came to the army. It's a pity that he didn't catch it. The soldiers are not stupid. They must find out what the assassin came for. Didn't some of them know your identity? It was leaked while talking. It’s not necessarily the sound of the wind.”

Song Qinian's credibility with Gu Yunian plummeted, and he did not believe what Song Qinian said.

Damn it, Aga's stupid mind can still figure out why the assassin came?

Gu Yu stared at the young man suspiciously.

Song Qinian didn't care. If Gu Yu needed an answer, he would give him the answer. As for whether the other party believed it or not, it all depended on the other party.

At this time, Ajia and Agudamu who were elsewhere sneezed violently.

Who is talking about them?

"Think about it, we are fighting with Nanling now. Our dead and injured soldiers were all thanks to Nanling's army. The brothers of those soldiers may have died in the battle. If they know that Nanling's royal family is in our camp, they will How about it?"

Gu Yu shuddered.

Maybe he would be like the soldier who just drew his sword, filled with righteous indignation and eager to kill him quickly. Even if you don't have this intention, you may still want to capture him and bring him to the Nanling Army to threaten him.

For the first time, Gu Yu felt that his life was quite valuable.

"Anyway, as long as your Highness knows that staying with me is the safest thing."

Song Qinian put his hand on the other person's shoulder, pressed Gu Yu's body closer, and rubbed his ears and temples:

"After all, I can risk my life for His Highness."

The heat in my ears felt warm and itchy, and I couldn't hold my breath. I couldn't spit it out and couldn't swallow it, so I could only swallow it angrily.

He pushed away Song Qinian who was making trouble on his waist, threw his hand away angrily, turned around and walked towards the tent.

Just kidding, now he doesn't even dare to let him wander around in the military camp.

This guy can't be joking. In this military camp, everyone is equipped with a knife. If the "angry warrior" doesn't like him and the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, he will be pissed off.

Spring has begun, but the weather is still cold.

Every night, Gu Yu huddled in the blanket, trying to reduce the area he spread out to reduce the intrusion of cold air.

For the past two days, he had been huddled at Song Qinian's place, fearful.

He was afraid of being chopped up by soldiers, but also afraid of being eaten by Song Qinian.

Every night I don't dare to go to bed first. I can't stand it anymore and fall asleep.

Fortunately, every time Song Qinian came in late when he was busy, the most he would do was touch him gently and tuck him in, without doing anything drastic.

Then she lay next to him and hugged him to sleep.

It doesn't take long, usually within two hours, I have to get up and patrol the camp again.

Isn’t it hard to fight? Quite hard.

It's just that Gu Yu Tiantian stayed in this small place and couldn't see the cruelty of the outside world, let alone Song Qinian fighting around.

Every time he came back, he changed his clothes and wiped off the blood on his body, making Gu Yu think that fighting a battle was just that simple.

That night, Gu Yu huddled under the quilt, wanting to sleep but couldn't.

cold.

The temperature has dropped sharply today, making it feel like a late-spring cold.

When he was too cold to sleep, he tossed and turned, shrinking himself smaller and smaller, but the cold air seemed to find every crack that could invade, wrapping him up in all directions.

After several trips back and forth, it was already very late.

Song Qinian has not come back today.

grass.

What are you thinking about? Why do you wonder if he will come back?

Is your brain sick?

Even if he died outside...

Gu Yu suddenly withdrew this idea in his mind.

He really disliked the current Song Qinian and hated that he had taken away the good boy before.

But not to the extent of wishing the other person to die.

In his mind, although Song Qinian had changed, even though he had become something he didn't dare to recognize, he was still the younger brother he had taken back.

This cannot be changed.

As he was thinking, there was the sound of subtle footsteps. Gu Yu was still huddled in the quilt and did not poke his head out.

A pair of hands came up and patted his body gently.

"Your Highness is not asleep yet. Are you waiting for me?"

Huo.

Narcissism.

Seeing that the person in the quilt didn't answer, Song Qinian's hand slipped through the seam of the quilt and touched Gu Yu's cold feet.

"Why is it so cold? Didn't you warm your feet at night?"

Gu Yuxin said: There is no point in being warm. In this era, there is no air conditioner or electric blanket. No matter how strong the tent is, there will always be some wind leaking in, right?

Before he finished complaining, the quilt was lifted off.

"Song Qinian, you are doing some knitting..."

Before he finished cursing, the latter wrapped him in a blanket, pulled out only his feet, and put them in his arms.

To be precise, it stepped on his abdominal muscles.

Damn, this guy is pretty good.

Gu Yu thought of the soft lump on his stomach and could only cough twice.

Song Qinian took out a Tang Pozi from nowhere, placed it on the surface of his clothes, and warmed his feet through the clothes.

"Tangbao just brought it here. It's too hot. This will be better."

Gu Yu's face was a little burning. The heat from the young man's body flowed through the soles of his feet, and the heat from Mrs. Yu came from the instep. Sure enough, after a while, his whole body became warm.

Song Qinian lowered his eyes, leaving a shadow under his eyes. He put his hand in his arms and touched Gu Yu's feet, then he looked up with a smile, his eyes curved into a crescent shape:

"It's warm."