Who took away my wealth

Gu Yu looked at the anxious expression on Song Qinian's face. It didn't look like he was faking it. Gu Yu really believed that Song Qinian cared about him, but this kind of care was so suffocating.

It's like giving you a slap in the face first, and then whispering to you when you are confused and doubting your life.

Good guys and bad guys did it all.

Why did things develop to the way they are now?

Even if Gu Yu beat him to death, he would never have thought that he would end up like this with the little wolf cub he picked up at that time.

To him, Song Qinian might not be a bad person. After all, all the other party asked of him was to be obedient, so he should just be obedient. He couldn't afford it, and he didn't want to.

After a while, the military doctor was rushed over by Song Qinian in a hurry. After an examination, he concluded that it was just typhoid fever.

"What you don't have to worry about, young master, is common typhoid fever. Just take a few medicines and you'll be fine. There are so many soldiers in the army, and many of them don't need to take medicine. They'll be fine on their own."

The military doctor wanted to comfort Song Qinian, who seemed a little restless, but was urged by the latter:

"What are you waiting for? Go and make some medicine!"

"Good good."

This was the first time the military doctor saw Song Qinian's anxious expression.

Even when the young master was fighting in the Sumu area before, he was stabbed on the head and blood flowed to his face, but he had never been so moved.

Even if the opponent is the emperor of Nanling, if he falls into Sumu's military camp, he is nothing more than a prisoner. If he doesn't kill him, it will be considered good. Why treat him so well?

Of course, he didn't dare to disobey the young master's order. After muttering a few words in his mind, he retreated and boiled the medicine.

Gu Yu didn't speak the whole time.

His whole body felt uncomfortably tight.

The lips were so dry that they were cracked.

I could only stick out the tip of my tongue a little and lick it.

Song Qinian stared at him, turned around, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to Gu Yu.

The other party didn't take it.

The hand hidden in the cloak didn't even move.

This is intentional.

The former then bent down and took a sip himself. He leaned in front of Gu Yu, faced his lips, opened his teeth and crossed the water.

Gu Yu was caught off guard, and the water blocked the place where his lips met and his throat. He could only swallow the water in a panic, and coughed violently several times after choking.

The pale face also turned a little red due to this action.

"Our Highness is so delicate that he can choke on his saliva. How can he get typhoid fever?"

Song Qinian lowered his eyes and looked at him. Seeing his gloomy expression, he refused to speak to him. He looked at Gu Yu condescendingly for a while and whispered:

"Are you unwilling to talk to me?"

The latter still ignored him.

Gu Yu just slowly curled up his body, breathed very shallowly, and half drooped his eyes. He didn't know whether it was because he was suffering from typhoid fever and was in low spirits, or because he didn't sleep all night and wanted to sleep.

"Gu Yu! Look at me!"

I thought Gu Yu would still ignore me, but the other party slowly raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

The eyes that are completely destroyed by wind and snow.

Song Qinian frowned, his eyelashes covering the pain in his eyes:

"That look in your eyes...don't look at me like that."

Gu Yu slowly lowered his eyelashes and stopped looking at him.

Very obedient, not like a living person, like a puppet on strings.

Song Qinian suddenly didn't know what to do.

He succeeded in keeping His Highness by his side, but all he kept was an empty body, without a spirited soul, only the obedience of a walking zombie.

He didn't expect this at first.

The happiness he imagined did not come. Instead, he held his breath, making his mood difficult to get up and down.

He didn't want this kind of care.

Suddenly something occurred to me.

He said to Gu Yu:

"Let me teach you Sumu language."

Gu Yu didn't know why Song Qinian suddenly thought of this. He remained motionless and ignored him.

"If you don't know how, can you understand what we are saying?"

"..."

"Your Highness, does he know what we were discussing just now?"

"..."

"We are discussing how to take advantage of the golden bird's serious injury to break into their camp, kill him, and then rush into the imperial city and kill everyone in the imperial city."

This sentence seemed to turn on the button of the machine, directly waking up the indifferent Gu Yu.

The young man who had not reacted at all before suddenly raised his head and stared at Song Qinian with wide eyes.

Perhaps because he hadn't slept all night, the bloodshot eyes were extremely obvious. Because of this, his face became even paler.

Song Qinian's eyes were dark and his emotions were not visible. Gu Yu's reaction was within his expectation.

Sure enough, Gu Yu didn't want to talk to him, but he had such a big reaction when he heard about the golden bird of prey. He had only met him once or twice. Was there a close relationship between them?

And among those people in the imperial city, are there really many who are sincere to him? They care about those who don't care about him, but are reluctant to give an extra look to themselves who care about him.

Gu Yu finally spoke, his voice hoarse and weak, completely different from his usual bright and carefree voice:

"you can not do that......"

Every word he said was like crying blood.

Song Qinian frowned when he heard his voice, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down.

"Why can't I do this? It's you who said it. If I let him go last night, it won't matter whether you live or die on the battlefield."

Gu Yu looked sad and opened his mouth, as if he couldn't find a reason to refute.

But Song Qinian clearly took advantage of others' loopholes, taking advantage of the fact that the opponent was injured and weak and unable to lead troops, so as to attack him unprepared.

Gu Yu's slow-beating heart accelerated slightly, and he spoke every word with difficulty, requesting:

"Can it not be like this?"

He was afraid that Song Qinian would misunderstand what he meant, so he continued to open his mouth:

"Wait until he... gets better... and then you fight again?"

Song Qinian listened to every word that Gu Yu squeezed out from his throat, his eyes became fierce, and then quickly dissipated, becoming helpless, he asked back:

"Why? I have kept my promise and let him go. As for me to fight him again later, there is nothing wrong with it. Moreover, when the two armies are fighting, they have to pay attention to the right time and place. If I don't seize such a good opportunity now, wouldn't I be a fool? "

Gu Yu was speechless.

In this matter, he really had no position to stop Song Qinian.

After all, he is just a "prisoner" now.

Seeing that Gu Yu's eyes dimmed and he fell into a lifeless state again, Song Qinian said again:

"In other words, what can you give me so that I don't hit him?"

Gu Yu squirmed his lips a few times, as if there was something he couldn't say.

Finally, he looked up at Song Qinian and said two words slowly:

"I...be good..."