Who took away my wealth

When Song Qinian heard Gu Yuken talking to him, he was pleasantly surprised and let go of him a little. He lowered his eyes to look at him, but found that the ends of Gu Yu's eyes were still red, which made him feel distressed.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the end of the other person's eyes. His heart seemed to be grasped by a huge force, and severe pain spread to his fingertips.

"Can I stay here tonight? You haven't ignored me for a long time."

Song Qinian had no hope.

Gu Yucai saw such a bloody scene just now. He was probably scared to death and disgusted with him now. How could he keep such a monster by his side?

It was superfluous for him to ask such a question.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yu only hesitated for a moment and simply agreed with one word: "Okay."

Song Qinian's eyes widened in disbelief: "You agreed."

"Ah."

A huge wave of joy rushed up, and Song Qinian's brows shone with ecstatic light.

He promised Song Qinian to stay here for no other reason than Gu Yuzhen was afraid.

It was not that he was afraid of Song Qinian, he believed that he would not use this method to treat him.

But now when I close my eyes, the bloody appearance of Li Guodong's body automatically flashes in my mind, which is too shocking and terrifying.

Gu Yu has had this problem since he was a child. He thinks that if those fresh food are cooked and placed in front of him, he can eat them without any grudges. Once he sees the miserable scenes of struggling and tossing when those things are killed, no matter what No matter how delicious it is, I can't eat it anymore.

He knew this was unnecessary compassion, but he just couldn't control himself.

And the way Li Guodong was being sliced ​​to pieces just now, with the blood pouring out, was like a curse that couldn't get out of his mind, making him feel very uncomfortable now.

The night is already deep.

Two people are lying on the bed.

Song Qinian looked very nervous.

The candle in the tent was burning, and the flame danced on the side of Gu Yu's face. Song Qinian secretly glanced at him from the corner of his eye from time to time, beating a small drum in his heart.

He was left here, but he didn't say a word. He didn't know what to say, so he just clutched the quilt, looking very nervous.

He didn't know how many times he secretly looked at Gu Yu when he heard the other party say:

"Do you want to do it?"

Song Qinian was stunned.

"Just do it if you want to."

Gu Yu turned his back and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he meant to let Song Qinian come from behind.

The kind of posture where you don't have to face each other, and you don't have to see the other person's emotions clearly.

He thought about it and diverted his attention, which might dilute the nausea in his heart.

Song Qinian didn't know what Gu Yu was thinking. His joyful heart and nervous and uneasy heart suddenly froze.

"That's not why I want to stay here."

His voice was muffled.

Gu Yu didn't answer his words.

Song Qinian was very frustrated. After a moment of silent confrontation, he finally gave up and compromised.

"I'll just... sleep with you in my arms."

He leaned forward, hooked his strong arms around Gu Yu's waist, put his head on Gu Yu's back, and breathed heavily.

I don't know why, but after being hugged by Song Qinian like this, Gu Yu's feeling of fear was much lessened, and he slowly fell asleep.

Gu Yu had a dream in the middle of the night. He dreamed that he was tied to a shelf. A man whose face he could not see clearly approached him. He held a knife in his hand and threatened with a sinister smile, saying that he wanted to slice his flesh and eat it in hot pot. .

There was a fire burning next to it, and a pot of sticky broth was simmering.

It was impossible for the timid little Gu Juan to hear such threats and not yell or kick.

As a result, Song Qinian was kicked awake directly.

"What's wrong, are you having a nightmare?"

Song Qinian was in pain, but he didn't show it clearly. Instead, he went to comfort Gu Yu who was awakened by the nightmare.

Gu Yu, who had also woken himself up, was stunned for a few seconds. He found that he had fallen asleep with Song Qinian face to face. The aggrievedness and sadness in his heart rushed to the top of his head. He rushed over and bit Song Qinian. On the shoulder, biting and crying, crying and shouting:

"Who asked you to slice the meat? I fucking dreamed that my meat was going to be sliced ​​and put into hot pot!"

In so many days, this is the only time Gu Yu has burst out loudly. It would be better if he is willing to shout out, rather than being languid and silent alone.

There was a pain in the shoulder, but someone was happy with it as if he was being tortured.

Song Qinian patted Gu Yu on the back, held him in his arms calmly, and asked, "What is hot pot?"

Gu Yu was sulking, unable to come up, so he let go and kicked the unsuspecting Song Qinian down:

"Get out!"

Song Qinian, who had rolled out of bed, got up and was confused. What's wrong?

Didn’t you throw yourself into your arms just now?

Song Qinian, who was kicked out of Gu Yu's tent, fed the mosquitoes outside for a while and finally sighed.

The next day, he asked Ajia to bring a glass of poisonous wine to Li Guodong.

It was finally over with him.

Ajia was still indignant while holding the wine: "I just cut off an arm, so why are you so cheap to that old thief? The poison comes quickly, so he feels relaxed."

Song Qinian stared at him: "But he will be afraid. You can't not grasp the current person just because of the hatred in the past, right?"

No matter how hard-working Ajia was, he still knew the meaning of his young master's words despite being hit by dog ​​food again and again.

Isn't it just to make the little beauty happy?

Humph, who doesn’t understand?

How noble?

After seeing Song Qinian's slices of meat that night, Gu Yu could no longer look directly at the meat that appeared in front of him in flakes. As soon as he saw it, he couldn't help but want to vomit.

And after getting hysterically angry at Song Qinian that night, he ignored his cold love again.

The more Gu Yu ignored Song Qinian, the more Song Qinian stuck to him.

Like a piece of dog-skin plaster, you can't shake it off.

"Your Highness, you can't live without eating any meat. How can your body handle this?"

"Your Highness, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you?"

"Your Highness..."

Gu Yu's ears were scratched by him and he was so annoyed that he finally couldn't help but say:

"I have told you, I am no longer the emperor, nor the prince, please don't call me your highness!"

Song Qinian half-knelt in front of him, aggrieved:

"But I'm used to it."

From the beginning, he just called him Your Highness, and kept calling him, but he couldn't change it.

"Don't call me if you can. It's annoying to me!"

Gu Yu waved his hand and pushed away the person who was half lying in front of him. Song Qinian fell to the ground with his hands on his back and was not angry. He patted the dust on his butt and stood up:

"Then I'll call you A Gu, or A Yu, or Gu Gu..."

Gu Yu opened his eyes wide, as if he heard something extraordinary.

"Shut up! Is there something wrong with your brain? Why are you yelling in such a disgusting way? You're going to go crazy and send it somewhere else!"

Song Qinian was very happy after being scolded:

"It's been a long time since you've said so much to me."