Who took away my wealth

Song Qinian asked: "Can't we shorten the number of days? Can't we go faster?"

Old Wu Tou hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "How long... do you want?"

Song Qinian's face remained unchanged and his heart did not beat. He said seriously: "Can we check it out in three or two days?"

Old Wu's eyes widened and he frowned: "Young Master, this is an ordinary medicine for injuries, not an elixir! You must be too good at thinking about it. If you had known this, why did you use it like this when you were hurting yourself? I have to do it, but now I want to get better soon, you..."

Are you sick?

Of course, he didn't dare to say the last few words.

The other party is the master and he is the subordinate, so he cannot say such derogatory words.

Old Wutou observed the changes in Song Qinian's face, and after making sure that he was not angry, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then it's okay to shorten it by a few days, right?"

"I try my best."

In the next few days, Song Qinian lay down in the tent to recuperate every day. He rarely went out. Even the soldiers outside murmured:

"What's happened to the young master recently? He used to wish he could patrol three times a day and wish every soldier could be trained personally. But now he can't be seen even a day."

"He is in the camp. I heard that he hangs out with the emperor of Nanling every day. He is no longer around."

"This Nanling Emperor is really a scourge. He thought he had a hostage in his hands, but he didn't expect that he was so charming that our young master was distracted from his duties. He is really a vixen."

"He's here, please stop saying a few words."

Gu Yu held Song Qinian's medicine bowl and walked slowly. He was afraid of spilling a little bit, and the gossip in his ears automatically poured in.

During this time, he learned some Sumu dialect from Song Qinian and the others, and he could roughly understand what those people were saying.

When I first heard their gossip, I wasn't prepared to pay attention to them. It wasn't until I heard the word "vixen" that I glanced at them sideways.

Who knew that those people would immediately turn their heads away when they saw him, pretending that nothing happened.

Gu Yu looked away, bored.

When the door curtain was pushed open, Song Qinian was lying on the bed, looking at the storybook he pulled out from under Gu Yu's pillow, with a wonderful expression on his face.

Gu Yu looked at the cover of the storybook, quickly put down the medicine bowl, walked over, took it back, and said angrily:

"Why are you still peeking at other people's things?"

"This book tells the story of a prince from the previous dynasty and the new champion of the current dynasty."

Song Qinian looked at him and spoke.

Gu Yu pursed his lips and said nothing.

"They are all men."

Gu Yu: "..."

"Your Highness says he doesn't like men, but in private he reads this kind of book. It's really inconsistent."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not mine!"

Gu Yu's cheeks were hot, and he dug his nails into his clothes uncomfortably. He didn't dare to look at Song Qinian's searching eyes, for fear that his thoughts would be read by the other party.

The book is indeed not his, he asked Wang Dayao to get it.

Ever since he agreed to Song Qinian's request a few days ago, he has been feeling uneasy.

But if he told the other party that he wanted to regret it, Song Qinian would probably not let him go according to his character.

He knew how men did that kind of thing with men, but the specific details were still not clear, so he asked Wang Dayao to get this kind of book through his familiarity, and he just hid it under his pillow. Not long after, Song Qinian discovered him.

"What was found in your tent, under your pillow, wasn't yours?"

"If I say it's not mine, it's not mine!"

Seeing that Gu Yu was annoyed, Song Qinian stopped teasing him: "Okay, okay, it's not yours. Why are you reading about this kind of thing? I'll just show you when the time comes."

Although I have never fought in actual combat, I have seen a lot, and it is much more realistic than what you read in books. "

"Go, go, go! Drink the medicine!"

"Yes, my lord."

Song Qinian held the medicine bowl and looked at the people pacing back and forth in the tent, as if they were holding a ball of fire. He was anxious and didn't know where to put the hot potato in his hand, which was funny.

"Your Highness, if it doesn't work, just put it back. I won't read it. The writing is too subtle and it's not as beautiful as what I saw."

"Drink your medicine and shut up!"

Gu Yu glanced and saw Song Qinian holding a medicine bowl, sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile, and the teasing on his lips was very dazzling.

Depend on!

What are you laughing laughing!

"I gave the book back!"

When he walked to the door, Gu Yu turned around and emphasized: "It's not my book!"

Song Qinian nodded cooperatively.

His Highness is so well behaved!

*

Seven or eight days later, Song Qinian's wounds gradually closed and scabbed, but the bright red flesh and blood could still be seen. At this time, the little wolf dog was already exhausted, and was pestering Gu Yu every day to see if he could do that.

He refused to give an inch, saying that the wound was not completely intact, which was absolutely not possible.

Song Qinian regretted it.

Extremely regretful.

At that time, in order to make Gu Yu relent, he was cruel to himself, but he didn't expect that he would be tricked in the end.

Put the meat to your mouth, you can't eat it, you can't eat it!

I finally agreed to him!

If he couldn't eat for a day, he would be afraid that the duck around his mouth would fly away.

Because Gu Yu agreed to him at that time, maybe he just looked at him pitifully. In the past few days, his eyes were evasive and he seemed unwilling. Once he recovered from his injury, he might regret it.

No, he had to use some tricks to deceive people.

Gu Yu on the other side watched Song Qinian's wounds gradually heal, and was not as worried as he was at the beginning. So in addition to telling him to drink medicine every day, he ran to play with Wang Dayao when he had nothing to do.

Song Qinian was very unhappy about this.

On this day, he said he must take Gu Yu out to play.

Gu Yu found it strange that when he wanted to go out before, he had to resort to vixen tricks and even go through some hidden rules before Song Qinian took him out. He had never seen Song Qinian take such initiative himself.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"Your injury is not healed yet. Go wherever you go and take good care of yourself."

"I'm fine, I'm really fine. Look, if you raise your hands and shoulders, it's completely fine!"

"..."

"Come out, Your Highness, I will take you to the surrounding towns."

Gu Yu learned what Song Qinian had said to him before: "Why are you going out for a walk in this chaotic situation?"

Although Gu Yu is not as smart as Song Qinian, he is not that stupid. He seems to have guessed what Song Qinian wants to do when he takes him out. After all, he has been pestering him to do that every day these days, and he knows he can't escape it.

Sooner or later.

If you can't bear it, just stop it, Xiao Gu.

Gu Yu said to himself.

Isn't it just giving up one's butt? It's not giving up one's head.

Yes!

"Get out, get out, don't you like to have fun, Your Highness? Are you going to the city this time?"

"You should only go to the city if you have a problem in your head!"