Who took away my wealth

"What vixen? What vixen?"

Ajia remained aloof and confused.

Agudamu hit him hard on the back of the head, "You vixen, the one in the camp, can't you hear that everyone is discussing?"

Ajia hugged the back of his head innocently: "I thought the young master really hunted a fox back from somewhere."

Agudamu: "..."

Every time these two people quarreled, Song Qinian felt his head hurt. Especially when he was depressed now, he felt that these two people were quarreling to death.

"Young Master, please explain to him that he is the prisoner of Nanling. Ah, Your Highness, is he the vixen who seduced you?"

Song Qinian stared at him silently with no expression. He leaned back lazily, still looking at the lifeless face in front of his eyes, and responded lazily:

"Ah."

"Ajia, look, isn't it? Let me tell you why the young master is so kind to a man. Before, he traveled thousands of miles to see him. It's true!"

Aga's CPU was dry burning.

He looked at Song Qinian, then at Agudamu, and suddenly remembered that when the young master told him that he liked men, he happened to be in the capital and was trapped in the Prince's Mansion.

It turns out that the young master at that time already liked His Majesty from Nanling.

It's been long enough.

"You all should speak. I'm not telling you to be silent. He is now...anyway, how can I make him happy?"

Agudamu: "Young master, you really like men, you are the young master! From now on..."

"What's wrong with the young master? The young master can't have someone he likes. Then you will be the young master. The tribe also has a tradition of abdicating the throne to make way for worthy people."

Agudamu panicked and waved his hands quickly: "This can't be done, it can't be done!"

I would like to ask, what kind of genius is there on the grassland who can gather an army to merge the tribes and counterattack Nanling?

People like them are only suitable to follow Song Qinian's butt and follow instructions, but they are not suitable to make decisions on their own.

"If you can help me think of a way, just do it. Don't stand there and talk without pain in your back."

Ajia's eyebrows were twisted like a caterpillar. It took a little time to digest this fact, but after all, he had done some mental training before, so it was not so difficult to accept it now.

Besides, the majesty in Nanling has a good personality and good looks. He was also kind to his young master in the past, and he couldn't find anything bad to say about him.

"Your Majesty, Nanling, may want to go out and take a look. He stayed in the tent all day without being exposed to the sun, and his complexion has become much paler."

Song Qinian stared at Ajia and sighed: "Have you seen it all?"

Ajia: "There is nothing obvious about this. Not to mention that he ran out twice before. When I met him twice in the military camp, he was looking into the distance in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. What, his expression is a bit sad anyway."

Song Qinian's expression changed.

He didn't see these details.

Agudamu: "Young Master, I'm not telling you that even if you raise a dog, you still have to let it go for a ride, not to mention that the other person is a human being."

It's not that Song Qinian didn't know this, but he was just afraid, afraid that Gu Yu would leave him.

He will want to escape himself, and others will help him escape.

He was entangled by the military, and if he wasn't careful, Gu Yu would escape from him.

Moreover, the military doctor also told him before that his poor mood affected his recovery. If he continued like this for a long time, he might become more seriously ill.

He didn't pay much attention to it at that time, but now that Agudamu and Ajia said this made him worried.

After all, Gu Yu is a human being, not a bird in a cage.

He can't give him this, and he still expects the other party to give him equal love?

Song Qinian stood up suddenly, startling Agudamu and Ajia next to him.

"What's wrong, young master?"

Song Qinian walked in the wind without looking back, "Go find him."

Gu Yu was not in the military doctor's camp. According to Old Wu Tou, he got up and went out in the afternoon. Song Qinian could only turn back and look from tent to tent. Finally, he saw Gu Yu in the corner of the kitchen.

He was wearing a black cloak and sitting on a large wooden stake. His face was still a little pale, but it was much better than the previous few days.

When the wind blew by, I coughed occasionally.

At this time, Gu Yu's eyes were focused and he was watching a Nanling prisoner building wood next to him.

The prisoner built the chopped wood into various houses. It really looked like that. Gu Yu looked at it with a faint smile on his lips.

"Wang Dayao, I didn't expect you to have the talent to build Lego."

Wang Dayao touched the back of his head: "What is Lego?"

"It's just like you, building a house out of things."

"Haha, that's it. When I was a child, my family was poor and my parents had no time to take care of me. I could only play with wood in the yard. I guess I got it from practice, but it was of no use and I couldn't exchange money or anything. In the end, my parents sent me to study with the master. Learn to forge."

Gu Guyu smiled softly. The lake water in his eyes was clear and sparkling. He didn't look aggressive at all, and he was gentle when he spoke.

Song Qinian stood not far away, looked at it for a while, and suddenly walked over reluctantly.

When the shadow was cast in front of him, Gu Yucai looked up and met Song Qinian's deep eyes.

There were too many emotions in those eyes, so entangled that Gu Yu didn't react for a while. He just thought he was here to let him go back, so he tightened his cloak and prepared to stand up and go back.

"What are you doing getting up? Keep watching."

Gu Yu glanced at him doubtfully:? ? ?

Wang Dayao, who was holding a piece of wood at the back and froze in place: "..."

"I'll watch it with you."

With that said, he sat down next to Gu Yu, held his hand, and wrapped it in his warm and dry palm.

Wang Dayao felt even more embarrassed and dared not move.

"What's your name?"

Song Qinian asked.

"Wang...Wang Dayao."

"People from Nanling?"

"Ah."

"I just heard that you are a blacksmith?"

Wang Dayao's back was dripping with sweat and he laughed awkwardly: "Yeah."

"Then would you like to help our army forge iron and forge swords and guns?"

Wang Dayao's words came out immediately before he thought about it: "No!"

If you help the enemy cast iron, doesn't that make you a complete traitor?

"no?"

There was no joy or anger in Song Qinian's tone.

Wang Dayao's nervous fingertips were trembling, and he dug his nails into the wood with a sad face:

"Actually, it's okay..."

He was afraid that if he said no, the enemy leader would drag him out and behead him.

Gu Yu tried to pull his hand out of Song Qinian's, but he pinched it first.

"Stop scaring him."