Who took away my wealth

Song Qinian slept deeply.

It had been a long time since he had slept so long and peacefully.

Gu Yu blocked the knife for him that day and never woke up after he fell into coma. Although he saw many doctors, everyone was helpless. Even the best medicine was used, but no one woke up.

Some doctors even asserted that it was not easy for Gu Yu to survive because the knife he suffered was close to his heart. As for when he would wake up, no one dared to say. Some doctors even said that he might not wake up in his lifetime. coming.

Song Qinian simply did not dare to recall the despair he felt at that time.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe his Highness, his brother had been lying in bed like this for the rest of his life.

Song Qinian once hoped to trap Gu Yu in the bed and in his arms forever, so that he could never get off, but now, he regretted his original idea.

This was definitely not the way he wanted to retain Gu Yu.

If he looked like he was sleeping like this forever, no different from a dead person, it would be better to let him go earlier. At least he knew that Gu Yu was alive and happy where he couldn't see him.

Song Qinian was woken up by the knock on the door of his subordinate who brought food.

He woke up from his dream in confusion. He was numb for a moment, rubbed his face again, and then stood up to open the door.

The meals are all easy-to-digest liquid foods, specially prepared for Gu Yu.

"Brother, it's time to eat."

Even though he knew that the person on the bed would not respond to him, Song Qinian still talked to himself as if the other person could hear him.

"I'm drinking millet porridge today, so drink it obediently."

As a "soul", Gu Yu sat at a table not far away with his chin propped up, watching Song Qinian patiently feeding him with a small spoon one by one. Every time he fed him, he had to have his hands free. Wipe the corners of his mouth with a towel to prevent dripping on his clothes.

A bowl of porridge was obviously not much, and a normal person would only drink it in a few mouthfuls. However, Song Qinian had been feeding for more than half an hour, holding the bowl up, and his arms were probably sore.

"Brother is so good, he has finished eating."

Gu Yu snorted, you should eat some yourself.

Song Qinian stayed in the room for a long time, probably three or four hours, without any water. Except for the time when he was sleeping, his eyes were on Gu Yu the rest of the time.

It was as if as long as he kept staring at him, the other party would wake up.

After a while, a voice came from the entourage outside:

"Your Majesty, General Qiu is here to discuss matters with you."

"understood."

Song Qinian then glanced at Gu Yu reluctantly, stood up, tucked him in, and kissed his pale lips.

"Brother, I will come see you tomorrow."

Gu Yu watched Song Qinian walking outside, stood up and followed him.

The moment he opened the door and went out, Song Qinian's gentle face became solemn. He was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly felt that Song Qinian's disguise was behind the door.

In front of him, Song Qinian could be lonely, weak, and sad. But after exiting that door, he became the "invulnerable" Young Master Su Mu again, oh no, he was already the master.

After the discussion, it was already night.

Song Qinian then went on to look at the excerpts submitted from various places.

Not long after Su Mu was reunified, he took care of every trivial matter personally, which resulted in being late at night and being busy with official duties, so he couldn't rest at all.

No wonder the bruise is so heavy right now.

Why is this man so stupid?

Why don't you leave these little things to your subordinates to handle? Do you have to do them yourself?

Moreover, Song Qinian hasn’t eaten yet. Aren’t you hungry?

Gu Yu just lay across from Song Qinian's table, staring at him with a look of resentment.

He is now a ghost, neither hungry nor sleepy, but Song Qinian is a living person. Is it really okay to lack food and sleep like this?

By the time Song Qinian stopped what he was doing, it was already midnight.

Gu Yu watched as he turned behind the screen, fell straight on the bed without taking off his clothes, and reached out to cover his eyes.

Gu Yu walked over and pushed him, his hand passing through the other person's body without exception.

"Hey, aren't you taking off your clothes and covering yourself with a quilt? Get up!"

The other party couldn't hear him, couldn't feel Gu Yu's presence, and naturally couldn't give him any answer.

Within an hour, Song Qinian woke up from his sleep dripping with sweat.

He had a dream about Gu Yu.

Gu Yu told him in his dream that he was leaving, going to a place he would never find, and they would never see each other again in this life.

Even if Song Qinian tried his best to chase him, he couldn't catch him. In the end, he only saw a bunch of broken lights and shadows.

The man didn't dare to sleep anymore. He almost immediately sat up from the bed, got up and walked outside.

Gu Yu, who was lying beside the bed, subconsciously avoided it, but finally realized that it was just unnecessary and the other party couldn't hit him at all.

"Where is this little ancestor going in the middle of the night? Can he still sleep?"

Gu Yu had no choice but to follow Song Qinian.

Unexpectedly, Song Qinian ran to him again, pushed open the door almost in panic, and rushed to the bed. When he was sure that the person on the bed was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He squatted down next to Gu Yu's bed, covered his face with his hands, propped his elbows on his legs, and started crying in confusion.

Large drops of water fell on the floor, soaking a small area of ​​the ground.

Gu Yu stood not far away, looking at Song Qinian's bewildered look, and he was also at a loss.

He had never seen Song Qinian like this. The threats and inducements in the past, and the deception and concealment were all the methods of this person. He would rather believe that these vulnerabilities were all pretended by Song Qinian.

But no one is watching his performance, so what is he pretending to do?

In the next few days, Gu Yudu followed Song Qinian.

From the time he wakes up in the morning to the time he goes to bed at night, the whole day follows him.

Gu Yu discovered that Song Qinian slept very little. If he had some time, he would spend it with Gu Yu who was still asleep. His meals were irregular every day. Sometimes he would eat three meals, and most of the time he would only eat two. I was so busy that I only had one meal.

This iron-clad body cannot stand it.

Moreover, almost every night in the middle of the night, he would have nightmares and wake up drenched in sweat. Not knowing what he was dreaming about, he would huddle up in a ball in pain, and then just keep his eyes open until the sun was about to come up, and then he could sleep for a while.

The food doesn't taste good and I don't sleep well. How can I go on like this?

Several people close to him all knew the reason why their master was so haggard recently, and finally one day, one person came up with his own idea.

"My lord, the people of Nanling have always believed in ghosts and gods. Mr. Gu is obviously breathing, but he still can't wake up. Could it be that he is entangled in something and that's why he is like this? How about we learn from them and invite someone to come?" How to do it?"