Who took away my wealth

Song Qinian would not let his arrow be aimed at Gu Yu at any time.

He slightly deflected the bow and arrow in his hand, and naturally no longer aimed at the golden bird of prey.

The young man looked at the person rushing towards him coldly.

He saw that when Gu Yu was running over on horseback, the tears on his face were like broken pearls, rolling down.

In a moment, he rushed in front of him.

The golden bird behind saw his Majesty rushing over and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, you must not..."

But he watched helplessly as Gu Yu staggered off his horse and ran to the enemy leader, crying and shouting:

"Song Qinian, stop fighting. I'll come over. I'll come over! I'll go back with you, but don't kill them!"

In fact, Gu Yuwei was not only looking for the golden bird of prey, but also the Nanling soldiers who came to pick him up.

How innocent are they to risk their lives for themselves?

Gu Yu had lived in a peaceful country for too long in a peaceful era. How had he ever seen such a fight to the death?

His face was pale, and his confused eyes showed great pain.

The moment blood splashed on his face, the moment he saw the arrow shot into the golden bird's chest, he realized how cruel war was.

Gu Yu couldn't control the overall situation of the war between Nanling and Sumu, but tonight's small battle happened because of him.

If all these people died, he would never have peace of mind in this life.

Seeing that the young man was standing on the horse indifferently, unable to care about anything, he raised his head and begged him, hoping to find a trace of softness and emotion in the young man's eyes.

Gu Yu thought that at that time, the weak boy who acted coquettishly in front of him would definitely comply.

Song Qinian's pressure was spreading at this moment, like Shura from hell. The indifference, coldness, and chill in his eyes were extremely terrifying, and one would feel frightened just by looking at him.

"You begged for him?"

The young man's tone was sharp and his eyes became colder.

"They are all innocent. They came here just for me. This is not the case."

"There are so many innocent people on the battlefield. If you die, you will die. This is the fate of being a soldier."

Song Qinian stared lazily at Jin Zhi, who was half-kneeling on the ground due to blood loss not far away. He grinned and showed a winner's smile. This smile fell into Jin Zhi's eyes, which was a naked provocation.

Golden Bird's chest felt tight and she was so angry that she coughed out a mouthful of blood.

The young man did not completely put down the bow and arrow in his hand. He stared at the arrow in his hand thoughtfully, stroking it like a hunting cheetah, waiting for the second blow.

Seeing that Song Qinian didn't listen at all, Gu Yu gritted his teeth and continued to beg:

"I beg you, Song Qinian. I have never begged you for anything. This time I really beg you. Can I kneel down for you?"

The dignity of a king is something Gu Yutong doesn't have.

He only knew that no matter what, he could not kill innocent people.

At least, it couldn't be because he died.

The young man's eyebrows were stern, and there was a light red under his eyes, hiding an aura of violence.

Seeing that Gu Yu was about to kneel down in front of his horse, he directly put the bow and arrow behind him, jumped off the horse, supported Gu Yu's body behind him as he was about to kneel down, and then pulled him up with all his strength. Pulled into his arms.

His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his expression was extremely cold:

"You want to kneel to me for that person? Why? Your Highness actually wants to kneel to me?"

The low pressure emanating from Song Qinian enveloped his whole body, and his voice was as deep as a devil crawling out of the eighteenth level of hell.

At this time, Gu Yu had tears streaming down his face. He stared at the violent young man in front of him. Remembering how he had just brought him back to the Prince's Mansion, he was even more dragged into the abyss of despair.

"Please...I won't run away. Please, let them go."

"In the future, when you are on the battlefield, you can fight to the death no matter what, but now...please let them go..."

Gu Yu's body was limp, and every cell in his body seemed to have been drained. It was only Song Qinian's strength that could barely keep him standing.

He used to think that he had a bone that stood upright, but now he was just like a bent pine and cypress, unable to struggle anymore.

Song Qinian couldn't vent the suffocation in his chest. His eyes moved from Gu Yu to the remnant soldiers not far away. He was silent for a few seconds and shouted:

"stop!"

Sumu's soldiers withdrew, and the sound of swords clashing gradually disappeared.

Only then did Gu Yu move his dim and weak eyes to look at the golden bird of prey.

He saw unwillingness in the other party's eyes.

The look in his eyes seemed to be accusing and strangling.

General Jin probably never imagined that the "king of a country" could be so timid and fearful that he would kneel down in front of the "enemy army".

"I'll let you go for now. Next time if you try to abduct my people by this method, it won't be as simple as one arrow."

Gu Yu's voice trembled: "Take the general back quickly. His injury... quickly see a doctor."

The power of Song Qinian's arrow must have been quite strong. The Golden Bird of Prey could still hold on till now, but it probably didn't hit the heart. If he went back to recuperate, he should be able to save his life.

The remaining Nanling soldiers took the golden bird away and left.

Gu Yu was trapped here again.

He doesn't want to do it anymore.

He won't leave again.

I'm so scared and tired.

Gu Yu's eyes were like frozen lake water in winter. The sediment at the bottom of the lake rose up, disturbing the original clarity.

He didn't know what kind of "inhuman" treatment he would receive if he was captured by Song Qinian this time. Maybe this was the fate of his responsibility.

Song Qinian held his collar, his voice still cold: "Don't look, they are already gone."

Only then did Gu Yu look away from the dark night, twitching the corners of his mouth, revealing a helpless smile, which was no longer as bright as before:

"Thank you... Young Master Song."

*

The large army of Sumu people returned to their base camp.

Everything is still in order.

It's like what happened tonight never happened.

Gu Yu sat on the bed blankly, his face looked haggard and tired, his skin was pale and bloodless, and the previous vitality and brilliance were gone.

The arrogant prince was like a handful of extinguished flames, with a sense of decadence in his whole person.

Song Qinian came in, glanced at him, and waved his hand for the others to leave. Then he walked to the table, twisted the towel, squatted in front of Gu Yu and wiped the blood on his face.

Neither of them spoke, as if nothing unpleasant happened tonight.

until......

Song Qinian wiped Gu Yu's face, grabbed the other person's chin, and kissed him unexpectedly.